Jian Si used all her strength to resist Ye Qingqing's strength.
Unfortunately, after going crazy, Ye Qingqing was so incredibly strong that she was no match for her.
After a battle, she gradually fell behind.
He looked at the tip of the knife touching the tip of his nose.
There was an immediate pain at the tip of my nose.
It's not very painful.
It felt like a needle pricked me.
But she knew that if the fruit knife went deeper, her nose would not be saved.
Even though Jian Si used all her strength to resist and cough in front of the crazy Ye Qingqing, her strength was not enough. She just pushed the fruit knife away for a while and then stabbed her again.
Moreover, she clearly felt that the strength in her body was losing little by little.
The injury on the back of his head was touching the cold ground, which made him feel sore and dizzy.
Feeling that her strength was weakening, Ye Qingqing's eyes exuded a fierce and bloodthirsty light, and her eyes were bright with excitement.
"Jian Si, go to hell!"
As the words fell, Ye Qingqing bit her wrist hard.
"hiss……"
Jian Si was in pain and the strength in her hand was slightly loose.
Ye Qingqing took this opportunity, raised the fruit knife high and stabbed Jian Si hard in the head.
Jian Si took a breath.
The air seemed to freeze.
His eyes widened in disbelief, and he watched helplessly as the fruit knife stabbed him.
In a flash of lightning, countless images flashed through my mind.
There is Chenbao, there is Yueyue, there is Xiaobai, there is Xiaowan, there is Brother Ache, and there is Lu Youting.
Especially the day I first met Lu Youting.
A handsome young man sat alone under the peach blossom tree, his eyes without focus or expression, like a pool of stagnant water, looking ahead without any fluctuation.
Pink petals fall in the wind.
The boy in the contrast is more handsome and handsome, like a god.
Seen from a distance, it looks as beautiful as a painting.
She was fascinated by it.
She was only twelve years old at the time and didn't know what love was.
All she knew was that she was reluctant to take her eyes away from the young man.
She didn't know how long she had been watching, but when she saw the young man was about to leave, she suddenly came back to her senses, ran over and stopped in front of the young man, raised her head, and asked innocently: "Brother, my name is Jian Si, everyone."
They all call me Sisi, what’s your name?”
The young man is very cold and defensive towards everyone.
But she didn't care, licking her face and pestering him.
"Brother, look, these are the peaches I picked from the tree just now. I have washed them. They are very fragrant and sweet. Please try them quickly."
"Brother, let me help you go out for a walk! There are many flowers blooming in the mountains behind. Although you can't see them, you can smell the flowers and your mood will feel much better."
"Brother, why do you think my dad doesn't like me? Obviously I am her biological daughter, but she only likes the elder sister and younger brother brought by her stepmother."
"Brother, tell me, am I my daddy's biological child?"
"Brother, you haven't told me your name yet?"
Under her shameless pestering, the eldest brother finally took off his guard against her.
"My name is Lu Youting, the blessing of blessing, the thunder of Ting, Lu Youting."
The boy's voice echoed in his ears.
It's like it happened yesterday.
Jian Si's eyes turned red unconsciously.
She loved Lu Youting so much, but Lu Youting completely forgot about her and fell in love with her sister Ye Qingqing. For this reason, he almost killed her child.
She misses Chen Bao, Yueyue and Xiaobai so much.
I really want to see them one last time before I die.
Jian Si thought she was dead this time, but unfortunately, the expected pain did not come. Ye Qingqing, who was lying mute on her body, suddenly flew out, hit the wall hard, and then slid to the ground.
Before Jian Si could figure out the situation, his waist tightened and his body became light, falling into a familiar and warm embrace.
Lu Youting's concerned voice sounded above his head.
"How are you? Are you okay?"
For the rest of his life, Jian Si seemed to have walked around the gates of hell. Before his thoughts could return, he heard Xu Jiaorong's heartbreaking cries.
"Qingqing, what's wrong with you? Don't scare mommy, Qingqing... wuwu... my child..."
Jian Si then remembered that Ye Qingqing seemed to have flown out just now.
She quickly looked at Ye Qingqing.
Ye Qingqing probably hit her head and was knocked unconscious. She sat on the ground blankly and looked straight ahead. The blood on the back of her head flowed loudly and dyed her entire shoulder red.
She didn't cry or fuss, nor did she cry out in pain.
Like a robot that doesn't know pain.
Xu Jiaorong trembled and took out her mobile phone and dialed 120.
Jian Shihai rushed over and saw the situation inside. His eyes suddenly turned red and he shouted angrily at Lu Youting: "Lu Youting, you have gone too far to bully others. This is the Jian family, and it is not your turn to be arrogant."
Jian Si took a closer look and found that Jian Shihai's eyes were swollen and blue, and the corners of his mouth were also blue, with blood coming out.
Is he injured?
Who hit him?
Luk Youting?
Lu Youting held Jian Si tightly in his arms, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and the aura around him suddenly became cold.
"Really? Maybe, I can change it to Lu."
With one sentence, Jian Shihai's face instantly turned pale, like a rooster that had been defeated in a fight, and his arrogant arrogance was extinguished at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Xu Jiaorong didn't feel the flames of war at all, and cried: "Master, what happened to Qingqing? Nothing will happen to her, right?"
Jian Shihai immediately went down the steps, picked up Ye Qingqing by the waist, and anxiously walked out the door.
"Don't wait for 120, let's take her to the hospital ourselves, hurry up..."
Xu Jiaorong was so frightened that she hurriedly followed Ye Qingqing, fearing that something might happen to her.
Suddenly, only Jian Si and Lu Youting were left in the room.
Lu Youting let go of her, held her face, and asked her anxiously: "Are you okay? Did Ye Qingqing hurt you?"
As he said that, when he saw the blood spots on the tip of her nose, his whole body was immediately covered with a layer of chilling air.
"Are you injured? Damn it, I shouldn't have shown mercy to her. If I had known this, I should have let her die in Jiang Shihua's hands."
Jian Si was lost in his concerned and self-reproaching eyes.
"You, why are you here?"
Lu Youting sighed and stared speechlessly: "Just after Ye Qingqing's accident, Jian Shihai asked you to go home. It was obviously out of good intentions. Although you were ungrateful and broke my heart. However, I can't just watch.
You are a sheep in a tiger's mouth. Otherwise, Chen Bao and Xiao Bai will definitely not forgive me."
Jian Si's calm inner lake was as if a pebble had been thrown into it, causing ripples.
Although his last words vetoed all relations with her.
She mistakenly thought that it was because of his two children that he saved her from danger time and time again.
But she was still very moved and felt deeply guilty for what she said that morning.
"sorry!"
Lu Youting deliberately pretended to be stupid: "What? What did you say? The voice was too low to hear."
Jian Si was sincere, louder and said again: "I'm sorry, I apologize to you for what I said this morning. You saved me time and time again, I shouldn't repay kindness with enmity."
Lu Youting cockily turned his head to one side, and the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably. He wanted to restrain himself, but he couldn't. The lines on his face softened because of this smile, which made him lose a sense of distance.
"Since you sincerely apologized, I will forgive you with great mercy!"
Jian Si knew that he said this on purpose, so she was not angry and cooperated to satisfy his vanity: "Thank you for forgiving me! And thank you for saving me again today."
This time, Lu Youting no longer pretended, the curvature of the corners of his mouth widened little by little, and the smile spread like ripples at the corners of his mouth, like sunshine reflecting snow, reaching directly into his eyes.
Seeing that he seemed to be in a good mood, Jian Si seized the opportunity and immediately asked: "What happened to my dad's face? Did you hit him? What happened downstairs just now?"