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Tang and Song Yu carrying the star back to the villa. Along the way, she and he said not a word. Only head against the window, eyes closed tightly. Even so, tears or cracks since closed eyes drip down.
His hands holding the steering wheel, fasten and release, clenched. Quiet cabin, suppressed for too stuffy people feel heart pain.
What he wanted to say, however, pressing his chest like a boulder, so he could not say a word. Only throttle, rapid acceleration all the way to the villa hurricane.
Soon, the car stopped at the door of the villa.
Song star like sleep-like, nor opened his eyes. Tang Yu speechless, just go around to her side, she will hold the car down, strode to the villa to go.
"Er Ye." Butler has been welcome out.
"As a doctor? The doctor did not come?"
Butler did not wait for the answer, the original hall is sitting the rest of the doctors have stood up, rushed to greet him: "Er Ye."
Tang Yu just 'ah' sound from the nasal cavity, "come with me!"
Su look cold, deadpan. He says every word of exports, with a surge of people are nervous gloomy.
He has big step walked upstairs, downstairs and atmosphere but because he has never turn cold.
The doctor did not dare to neglect, and quickly put the medicine chest in a hurry to go up. Li Jie and housekeeper as one, muttered asked: "?? This is how the Little Miss today is about the students, how seems to be hurt."
"It should not be a big problem. However, I do Erye wrong mood, so you do not go up temporarily, and so on down and then ask the doctor to doctor."
Li Jie thought, nodded. Er Ye does look somewhat abnormal. And the Little Miss together, he has rarely looked the pair.
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Song Star lying in soft bed, obviously summer, everything around is very warm. However, she is like a whole person drowning in the water, like at the moment, cold hands and feet.
Mind, Sufeng Jin who babble constantly circled in, shouting, like a nerve root needle her, stabbed her hepatobiliary all split.
She has a lot of a lot of words to ask, but now felt even talk so powerless. She took all the strength, leaned over, curled into a ball, will hold their own. With his back to the Tang Imperial.
Injured hand, a hand was caught out of the yard, like in the dressing. However, she is no the police, even, even the feeling of pain at all. Wound on the ankle, there is no bleeding, she did not know.
Tang Yu stood and watched the doctor treated the wound on her hands and feet, Mouguang gloomy.
Her skin is very white, those wounds branded on it, abrupt and harsh. She has always painlessly, however, was particularly well-behaved today, did not even hum hum loudly. Such well-behaved, so Tang Yu feel strange and grief.
He would rather hysterical and her own trouble, she would rather beat him to bite him, so calm at the moment is more than better.
Eventually, he turned away, toward the room spacious terrace. With a door, lit a cigarette, whip the two. Sandwiched cigarettes fingers, still faint tremble. He wanted to hide the fact that, after all, still concealed. All programs are no match for a coincidental accident.
Finally close to her,Now ...... Where would retreat to go?
Tang Yu looked back, breathing heavier, deep eyes sink and sink.
Long, patio door was knocked on.
Tang Yu will be your cigarette, she looked back, the doctor opened this door and come out.
"Er Ye, have been handled well."
Tang Yu deep eyes, through the glass door, and looked. She was like cold, tightly wrapped in the quilt, not even close to a face are not willing to be exposed. However, it is summer, then hot summer. Even then the warm sunshine outside the window, at the moment, can not warm her cold heart.
Heart, like being forced to tighten man with wire inch by inch, his breath, his eyes go away. The face of the doctor, but also the impeccable Tang Yu. He asked: "look at the wounds?"
"I see it clearly. Only the hands of a relatively long wound. The wound is nail ankle wound, not very deep, and soon will be able to heal."
Tang Yu is hard to imagine today, in the cemetery where her face is what the scene.
"Hands hurt it?"
"The hand injury is something scratched. Wound frequently changes the drug, there will not be anything in. But now try not to hurt the hand touch the water."
Tang Yu "ah" sound, waved. After a slight bow TIPS doctors, from the terrace back out, leave quietly.
Standing on the terrace for a long time, Tang Yu finally opened the door and walked. He did not go anywhere, is sitting quietly in her bed. He knew she was not asleep, out of such a big thing, to her mind, she simply could not fall asleep. However, a whole afternoon, she had not opened his eyes, did not look at him, but he did not say a word.
Phone, unexpected sounded, breaking the gloomy room. Tang Yu took the phone looked, curled up on the bed and glanced at a group, he switched on the phone, to his ear.
"Stars okay?" Tang Yiming voice came from over there.
Tang Yu only 'ah' sound. How all right? Nothing is impossible.
"Mom?" He asked.
This word, to ask the question, she obviously felt the bed Huddled under. His breathing heavier, just listen to his father over there sigh:. "Mood is very unstable, tranquilizers played only a little sleep in the past."
"I have time again in the past."
"You first take care of the stars, secure in her emotions, the other you do not have control."
Tang Yu did not say anything, just hung up.
I do not know how long, the door of the room was a knock from the outside. Li Jie's voice over, "Er Ye, dinner has already done. Is down to eat, or sent directly to?"
Tang Yu should not immediately, but glanced at the girl on the bed. Song did not hear like a star-like, completely unresponsive.
"Go eat." Tang Yu responded loudly, got up, her body will suddenly open to a thin quilts. Her whole body bored out of the sweat, sweat soaked clothes and bed sheets. As if suddenly seem to have been unveiled to hide like a tortoise shell, I lost my sense of security, her slender body trembling.
Forced to bite their fingers, bite the fingers are made white, and it did not say anything, choking back tears.
Tang Yu looked at her like this, like the heart was severely beat a punch, he without any explanation,She picked up a will.
Star Song did not struggle, or to say, at this moment, she is unable to struggle. Only harder biting their fingers.
Tang Yu hold her into the bathroom of the bathtub, the first thing is to pull her finger out of the teeth. I looked down, that the above has a circle of teeth marks. And, she biting very hard, if not bite himself, clearly visible on the fingertips around shallow bloodstains.
[Tomorrow night returning home the day after tomorrow! At the end, and beg a pass. This month ranking seems to have not read out, hope to have parents who help out monthly, the last two days rushing list. muah! ]
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