C2 Slicing the throat with dazzling fresh blood

He suddenly lowered his head and bit her like a vicious wolf, not letting go until his mouth was full of blood. "Chu Ning, your life is mine, your death is my ghost. Freedom? "Don't even think about it!"

Situ Yeyu, do you know that this time, we really won't be able to find it again? I heard the echo in my empty chest... Yu, when will you hear it?!

In the summer evening, the sun cast a long shadow over the horizon. The narrow, long alley was wet, and the walls on either side had been stripped of their old skin. The mottled look reminded her of the age spots on the old man's face.

He felt goosebumps all over his body. Although he knew that people couldn't escape aging and death, he still couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

She had just returned from her father's grave, and she was not in a good mood. She felt like she was on the verge of death.

In fact, on the tombstone, her father was very handsome and very young. She had once heard her mother say that her father had died when he was only thirty-two years old, in the prime of his life.

She asked her father why he was dead, and her mother simply said he was sick.

If she asked what she was sick of, she would be met with an eye knife from her mother.

She felt that her mother was extremely charming when she was glaring at someone, especially when that pair of shiny black eyes looked at her. She couldn't help but want to touch them every time she saw them. Because of this, she even suspected that her relationship with her mother wasn't that heavy. Or perhaps, her mother was simply a fairy that could seduce even her daughter's soul.

She did not know how her mother was doing recently. She sniffed. It was not easy to work during the summer vacation, so she was tired out every day. After falling into bed, she wanted to be a dead pig.

Today was the day of her father's death. When the supervisor asked for leave, the yellow-faced grandma impatiently said, "You're still young, why are you running around blindly if you don't work properly!"

She was curious as to where exactly did she provoke the head waiter. Furthermore, did she ask for leave because she was running around blindly? She was glad that when September came, she would enter one of the world's most famous imperial enterprises, the Imperial Internship. The hardships of the working people were finally coming to an end.

At the end of the alley was a busy street. She touched her stomach and decided to feed herself first before going back. It would be too troublesome if she didn't have to come out at night to look for food.

This area was close to the outskirts of Y city, and the infrastructure wasn't very good. Pits and puddles of muddy soup could be seen everywhere, and even the slightly flat roadside was occupied by the hawkers. There were greasy places everywhere, and on a slightly hot evening, one could always smell this unpleasant smell.

However, this kind of place had its advantages. That was, the rent was cheap, the job was easy to find and the expenses were very low. It's just right for a grassroots class like her.

After buying a pancake, she walked back while eating. The sky had already darkened. In order to save time, she decisively chose to take a shortcut. However, the alley beyond was narrow and dirty, and there were no street lights. It was mostly abandoned houses that had yet to be demolished.

However, after staying in this area for almost two months, she was already familiar with it. Even if it was dark and dark, it was not a problem to walk in the dark. Therefore, she wasn't afraid of anything.

However, when she finally reached the end of the alley, almost to the basement of her rented apartment, she saw a person running in the other narrow alley, stumbling. Before she could react, that person had already noticed her.

She didn't even know how she had done it. In just a blink of an eye, she was already in front of her. Without saying anything further, she immediately covered her mouth.

When the thin knife lightly touched her neck, she could feel something warm trickling down her skin.

He was dead for sure!

In his blank mind, only these three words remained!

However, the throat-slitting motion did not come. The next moment, the man collapsed onto his back, fainting on the spot!

By the light of the three-watt incandescent lamp, Chu Ning used a cotton ball soaked in alcohol to treat the man's wounds.

Even when she kept telling herself that saving someone was more important, her fingers couldn't stop trembling. She didn't know where she got the courage to save the man who had wanted to cut her throat.

Her mother used to say that saving a person's life was better than building a seven-layered pagoda.

She thought that she was creating a Buddha as well.

Amitabha, I am a good person. As the saying goes, a good person gets what they deserve. God bless me. She clasped her hands together in a wooden prayer and continued to work on the man's wounds with a shake of her hand.

She had never seen a real gunshot wound, but she had seen it on television, so she was sure that the man had been shot, and that the wound was on his left shoulder. Without a doubt, this man was very lucky that he didn't injure his bones.

"I'm not a doctor, so what I can do is limited. Please wake up quickly and go to the hospital to deal with it." After giving him a simple hemostasis, he received water to wipe his face.