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Chapter 67 I Really Cry

Korean artists are all high-frequency victims of car accidents. An excellent artist will hardly escape the problem of car accidents. From HOT to Oriental God, to SuJu, and then to Girls' Generation, as for examples of popular IDOLs, car accidents are unparalleled.

But Su Yinghe was so shocked that he rushed out of the lane at a speed of 90 yards and fell more than three meters high. Thinking about the joy of jumping in front of him three days ago, this tragic phenomenon was in the blink of an eye!

Lin Yuner couldn't believe it was not true. It was just that the photos attached to the news made her a little desperate. The Toyota car that had been torn like a piece of meat in the photo made people desperate, especially the license plate clearly in each photo, which reminded her that this was indeed Su Yinghe.

She is second only to Hwang Mi-young and Choi Soo-young and Su Ying-hyuk, and she talked about it when she was tired occasionally. She was inspired by the seemingly cold words of his warm words. However, at this moment, she felt her vision blurred instantly, and the flowing tears were lingering in her eyes, and her eyes were red without realizing it. Her mind roared, and then there was a vast whiteness. She tried her best to get up and rushed out of the bedroom to tell the sister who might feel more distressed than herself, but she felt weak under her feet when she stood up.

"It must be fine." She didn't dare to think about the possibility of returning the student in her mind, but she kept hypnotizing herself and walked out of the bedroom along the bed. Tears finally flowed down. The girl wiping her tears came out of the bedroom and walked out of the bedroom, shaking towards the bathroom with the sound of water.

Kwon Yuri looked surprised, "Yona, are you feeling uncomfortable?" The sister immediately lost her yoga and hurriedly went to help Xiaoba. Only then did she see the little tears appearing on the sister's white face, but her red eyes could not contain the transparent liquid. She was also frightened, "Yona, why did you cry? What happened?"

Lin Yuner rubbed her eyes and cried with great concern: "Yinghe Ou Bar has a car accident." After she said that, she hugged Quan Yuri as if she had taken off her strength. She didn't cry, but after a while, two more tears flowed down.

Kwon Yuri was shocked. She didn't get close to that person like Yoona. She had only had a few fates and had a few connections. But at this moment, she heard the words as if they were hit hard by a heart. Fortunately, she didn't cry, and she didn't cry. She showed a deep worry: "What are you saying? Why are you? Don't cry first, make it clear? Are you okay?"

Lin Yuner held back her tears and didn't shed any more, but she still had red eyes and told Kwon Yuri what she had just seen, "Yinghe Ou Bar's car rushed out of the lane last night, and it fell down. It was more than three meters high! The above said that it was in the hospital, and I didn't say whether there was anything or not."

"What?"

The quiet living room and the quiet bathroom with no sound of water were terrifying. Huang Meiying walked out of the bathroom before she could wipe the water on her face, but when she heard the news that seemed like a heavy blow, Xu Xian beside her was also stunned.

Huang Meiying, who felt incredible, staggered back to the bedroom, but was stopped by Lin Yuner and went to her room. Just glanced at the screen, she felt her legs were weak and she was almost sitting on the ground. Her clean face felt sad, her eyes suddenly turned red and tears surged out.

"How could it be?" Xu Xian's face turned pale and murmured. The figure of the op-paper appeared in his mind. He felt that the few contacts left a good impression on him. However, at this moment, it seemed as if he was immersed in the ocean, deeper and deeper, and finally filled with empty black.

The girls in the dormitory woke up one after another and finally gathered in the living room. Looking at Huang Meiying who was crying hard, they didn't know how to comfort her. The words "It's OK" over and over again were not convincing at all.

The last girl who came out was Jessie Jeon. The girl who was tortured by sleepiness finally realized what happened. She hurriedly asked Lin Yuner if she had called Su Yinghe. The answer was Lin Yuner. Her voice was not as good as usual, and she felt very depressed: "I called it, but the phone was turned off."

The voice became lighter and lighter, but only the obvious sob of Huang Mi-young was still clearly audible in the living room. When he glanced at the sad girl, everyone couldn't say anything. He approached Kim Taeyeon and Kwon Yuri and whispered to comfort him. The rest of the people were silent, making the atmosphere in the living room dull.

Su Yinghe, who was lying in the hospital, woke up at noon and felt a little painful in his body. The night passed, and all the problems were felt a little bit by bit. He was still conscious when something happened last night, but he was a little blurred and dizzy. He felt sleepy on the way to the hospital, but the doctor refused to let him sleep, and said all the way to keep him awake, so he stayed in the hospital. Later, his parents also received the news and rushed to the hospital. Yiliehuai Olive Lu Chu? Supply? Vegetable Deng Zhuoche Zhang

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Su Yinghe looked at the ward carefully and felt a faint fragrance, which was different from the disinfectant water filled with the hall and the corridor. He was the only one in the ward with two beds. He turned to look at the window, and the covered curtains were shiny by the light beams from the outside. Nearby, there were a lot of things, fruit baskets, and medical records on the cabinet next to the bedside...

At this time, the door sounded and Su Yinghe looked over, and the door with light was shining with a tall figure. It was his father. Su's father looked at Su Yinghe who woke up in surprise, quickly approached the bedside, and asked with concern: "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Su Yinghe shook his head and squeezed out a smile: "Dad, I just slept for a night. Sorry, I'm going to let you take care of it."

Su's father was indeed a little angry, and his tone was angry: "It's really a mess. Why don't you slow down after getting off the highway? If the airbags weren't protecting you, you would have been...ah." Su's father, who sighed, seemed to be a little older. He brushed his son's quilt, and this time his tone was much softer: "Go to have a good rest, it's the most important thing to maintain a good body."

Su Yinghe responded and explained: "Dad, it's not that I don't want to slow down. At that time, the car got off the high speed and couldn't slow down at all. It's useless to step on the brakes under his feet." His face suddenly became a little anxious: "Dad, how are my colleagues doing? Are you okay?"

Su's father said with a plain face: "Don't worry, your colleague's injury is similar to yours, and he is also a minor injury, and he wakes up earlier than you. He just went to your colleague's ward to check it out. Our family is not careless this time. Although our family has paid the medical expenses, we should buy more things in the future. If necessary, we can't treat others badly."

Su Yinghe wanted to visit him, but was stopped by his father. Now he should not go anywhere, so he should rest in his ward. Su's father looked at Su Yinghe's medical records, which made Su Yinghe feel relieved. What was more upset was the words of concussion. Su Yinghe, who had relieved his breath, calmed down again. It was unlikely that he would have to sleep. He was really not sleepy.

Su's father sat by the bed. Seeing that his son was not sleeping, he chatted with him for a while and told him that other colleagues had visited him in the morning and brought a lot of fruits. His mother took some away when she came home. His sister was in a hurry to come last night, but neither he nor his mother agreed. And Su Yinghe's mobile phone was also broken, so she really became a hermit and isolated from the world.

At noon, another group of people came one after another, first with colleagues and family, then mother and sister. Later, the police also came to ask about the situation. Su Yinghe truthfully told that the policeman who came was a man, remembered something on the notebook. After the end, he nodded and closed the notebook and comforted Su Yinghe.

Su Minjing's sister's eyes were red, and the police came before she could say a few words to her brother who was suffering from the disaster. At this moment, she returned to her brother, but she kept crying and sobbing, and couldn't explain clearly. The brother lying on the bed had to comfort her sister in reverse, and finally stopped her tears.

Later, Su Yinghe used his father's phone to exchange for a card in the phone that was not as bad as accent. Looking at the missed calls on the phone, he was a little silent. Finally, he called back one by one to his friends who were concerned about him. Some of his limited entertainment friends in the entertainment industry might have replied in the form of text messages because they were recording the program. There are so many, and the entire phone book is almost called, and many people have a good relationship and have to chat a few more. This trouble is until two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

At this time, when he was facing nearly thirty missed calls from one person, he pressed the number without hesitation.

The short busy sound finally ended, and a familiar voice began a brand new beginning—

In the standby room of the mbc music center, Huang Meiying sat quietly on the chair with makeup on her face, but she didn't look at the mirror. The phone she held in her hand was so tight for the first time, and her distraught look made the assistant worry. Kwon Yuri smiled when she returned to the standby room, sat next to the silly girl holding her shoulder and wanted to say something but didn't persuade her again. She sighed heavily in her heart.

It was at this moment that the phone in my hand made the loudest music in this moment. Today, I was disappointed to look at the silly girl who looked at the phone with a look of faint surprise. Finally, I waited for the note with a few words. She was filled with joy and clicked on it.

"Hey, Yinghe, is that you?"

Her nervous heart beat strongly, and there seemed to be a dynamic rhythmic sound in her ears. The nervous moment seemed to have been extended for a long time, and finally the quiet was broken by that side.

"Ah, it's me, silly girl, tell me you're crying?"

Huang Meiying, who felt that there was no more beautiful voice than this sound at this moment, couldn't help crying. Tears burst out from her eyes and kept running out of her eyes. She endured the smallest and greatest fear in her heart, and trembled her voice:

"Bad guy, you bad guy, I'm crying. Tell you, I'm really crying!"

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Thanks to the rewards of "One Dragon 2" and "Six Dark Clouds", and also the update tickets for "suny" xi. It's not that I don't want them, but that I can't take the time to update them.

The school will be out of power tomorrow, I will make up, can you believe it? But it will be called at 9 o'clock in the evening, so I won't disturb the update.

Furthermore, there are two days to go, and the hard work of one update every day is about to end. I will resume the normal update rhythm starting from October 1st. It is estimated that the supplementary festivals of the third and fourth updates will be unrealistic, because after the supplementary festivals of October 7 days, it will be no longer available, so the long-term solution is that I can save more drafts, right!

Thank you for your understanding! Thank you!
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