Chapter 1158 Xingyu Wish: 2 dead and 1 seriously injured can't be true
Chapter 1158 Xingyu Wish: 2 dead and 1 seriously injured can't be true
Chapter 1158: Xingyu's Wish: Two dead and one seriously injured can't be true
I thought it was just a normal act of coquettishness, but I didn't expect that as soon as these few short words came out of my mouth, the grievances, fears, longings and other emotions that had been suppressed in my chest for a long time surged up in my chest like a flood that broke through the dam.
Obviously...they were having dinner with their parents just now!
Maybe it was because she hadn't talked for too long, or maybe Xiao Mo's appearance made her completely let down her guard. Once Han Zhiyuan opened her mouth, she couldn't stop.
She raised her head slightly and looked at Xiao Mo. Her eyes were red and her voice was a little choked. She began to talk nonstop: "Do you know? I have been living in fear every day here these few days. Although those doctors and nurses seem to be very responsible, I just feel uneasy. Also, I always have nightmares at night. The dreams are all about the scenes in the private room that day. It's a mess and I can't wake up..."
At this point, she paused, as if mustering up a lot of courage, before continuing,
"I also heard them muttering about two dead and one seriously injured. Hubby, what happened? Why am I here? Where are my parents..."
Little did she know that as soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Mo's body froze as if struck by an electric current. Although he tried his best to hide it, the panic at that moment still did not escape Han Zhiyuan's eyes.
After a while, Han Zhiyuan's expression suddenly changed, and her hands, which had relaxed a little because of her confession, began to tightly grasp Xiao Mo's arm again, her nails almost digging into his flesh.
At that moment, Xiao Mo's entire body language revealed a subtext of wanting to escape.
His feet unconsciously moved a small step back, and his eyes began to wander, not daring to look Han Zhiyuan in the face.
At this moment, Han Zhiyuan no longer had the leisure and ease to tell the story just now, and there was a hint of inquiry in her eyes when she looked at Xiao Mo.
She stared straight at Xiao Mo, trying to decipher the truth of the matter from his eyes, expression and body movements.
The two did not talk to each other throughout the whole process, but from their eye contact and the slight touch of their bodies, too many complex messages were conveyed: Han Zhiyuan's fear, doubt and expectation, Xiao Mo's panic, guilt and escape...
The atmosphere in the ward dropped to freezing point in an instant, as if a silent contest was quietly unfolding.
The words "two dead and one seriously injured" that she heard that day were like a sharp dagger, piercing straight into Han Zhiyuan's heart, constantly echoing in her mind. Every word was like a hammer hitting her, again and again.
Her eyes gradually became empty, as if her soul had been pulled out, and she kept muttering, "So this is what happened with two deaths and one serious injury. It turns out that I am the protagonist mentioned by the doctors and nurses..."
The voice started out as a broken, mumbling murmur, and then slowly became coherent, carrying a hint of self-mockery and despair, echoing in the silent ward, like sharp nails scratching on a blackboard, irritating every nerve of Xiao Mo.
After a long time, Han Zhiyuan seemed to struggle out of the abyss of chaos. Her eyes slowly focused on Xiao Mo. There was endless confusion and fear in the depths of her eyes. She asked calmly, "Where are my parents?"
Xiao Mo stood there with his eyes lowered. His long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyelids. He was silent, like a cold statue.
Han Zhiyuan's heart sank suddenly, as if falling into an endless dark abyss.
She began to question repeatedly, her voice getting more and more excited and louder each time: "Where are my parents? Speak up!"
Her hands stretched out uncontrollably and shook Xiao Mo's body hard, as if to shake the truth out of his body.
Her nails almost dug into Xiao Mo's arm, her eyes were full of madness and unwillingness, she just wanted to pry out even a glimmer of hope from this man, a glimmer of possibility that this cruel truth was not so.
Xiao Mo's Adam's apple slid up and down, as if he was swallowing saliva with difficulty.
Then, his lips, which had been moving, uttered a mournful cry like a death knell: "The car accident that day was very serious... When I received the notice, my parents had already been cremated..."
His voice was low and hoarse, as if every word carried a heavy burden and was squeezed out from the depths of his throat with difficulty.
Han Zhiyuan only felt a buzzing sound in her head, as if countless bees were buzzing in her ears.
Xiao Mo's lips were still moving, but she could no longer hear anything.
The huge grief overwhelmed her like a surging tide. A strong sob broke out from her throat and her body curled up uncontrollably like a wounded and helpless little animal, trying to resist the cruelest pain in the world in this way.
Xiao Mo looked at her, wanting to get closer to comfort her, but he found that he couldn't find any reason, any way that could make her stop grieving. He could only stand there helplessly.
Helplessly, Xiao Mo slowly turned around and prepared to leave temporarily to give her some space.
Whether it was intentional or unintentional, he had just turned around and taken two steps when a piece of black veil fell from his arms. The moment it fell to the ground in the moonlight, it made an extremely loud "click" sound, as if it was the ruthless mockery of fate.
Han Zhiyuan's attention was attracted by the black veil, and a hint of doubt and despair flashed in her eyes.
Then, as if driven by an invisible force, she moved little by little from the bed to the ground, hugged her knees with her hands, looked ahead with empty eyes, trying to recall the last moment she spent with her parents.
She searched desperately in her mind, but even though she had been receiving treatment for so many days, that memory seemed to be sealed forever and could not be retrieved.
Later, she lost consciousness again due to excessive grief.
In that dark chaos, she could clearly feel her body falling into deeper darkness, as if she had fallen into a time tunnel.
Everything that happened that night was played back to front at the fastest speed, and all the fragments flashed before her eyes one by one.
She saw Xiao Mo went out to the bathroom under the pretext of going out, and the three of them were the only ones left in the private room, sitting opposite each other.
Her parents' lips were clearly moving, but she could hear nothing. The scene seemed to be separated by a thick layer of glass and the sound was completely blocked.
When she wanted to get closer, the originally clear picture suddenly went black, like a screen that had lost power.
Han Zhiyuan was anxious and wanted to step forward to stop it. She reached out to grab it, but found that she couldn't touch it at all, as if those images were just illusions of light and shadow.
She tried to shout at the top of her lungs to make it all stop, but it was no use.
After a lot of effort, the scene in front of her eyes lit up again. When Han Zhiyuan thought she could find out what was going on, she saw Mr. Han and Mrs. Han collapsed to the ground, motionless.
Her eyes were wide open, filled with fear and despair. She didn't even have time to think before her body began to rise uncontrollably into the air, and was sucked away by a powerful force.
When she opened her eyes again, she saw familiar doctors and nurses surrounding her. Seeing her wake up, they, who were originally so nervous that they were in a panic, breathed a sigh of relief visibly.
But this time, Han Zhiyuan's eyes were no longer as gentle as at the beginning. Instead, they were replaced by endless determination and resoluteness.
Just as the doctor was about to instruct the nurse to proceed to the next step, Han Zhiyuan suddenly reached out and grabbed the doctor's wrist. The doctor seemed to have been electrocuted and his whole body shook uncontrollably.
Then, she said firmly and unquestionably: "I want to see Xiao Mo!"
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