mousepad-d2 Chapter 710 "Illusion" is Late
Chapter 710 "Illusion" is Late
Huan...
At this moment, Jing Heng just wanted to quickly run to Rong Huan's side, hug him, protect him, and prevent the outside world from hurting him.
After the signal light turned green, Jing Heng ran directly onto the zebra crossing.
He didn't react when a harsh horn sounded in his ear.
After a whirlwind, Jing Heng fell down not far from the zebra crossing, and the people around him stopped in their tracks, a little unresponsive.
After the person in the car slammed on the brakes, he lay on the steering wheel for a while, trembling, and hit... hit someone?
After reacting, he quickly unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car, and ran over.
The man was lying on the ground, with some blood around him, completely ignorant of the situation, and stared blankly.
Passers-by called an ambulance.
"Hello 120? Here is..."
Just as he was talking, the person on the ground suddenly moved and opened his eyes, causing the driver to sit down on the ground in fright, "Sir... are you okay?"
pain……
Jing Heng frowned tightly, propping himself up with one hand.
The driver and passers-by quickly persuaded: "Hey young man, don't move around! An ambulance has been called for you!"
Jing Heng sat up, stroked his forehead with a bleeding hand, and sat for a while to rest.
He raised his head, and the things in front of him turned into two, as if he was drunk, each object had ghost images, and his mind was a little dizzy.
After a while, his hearing slowly recovered, and he heard the driver asking him: "Are you okay? Lie down quickly, and don't cause secondary injuries!"
Jing Heng shook his head: "It's okay... I can't die..."
Jing Heng took out his mobile phone and saw that the screen of the mobile phone was broken, and there was no response at all, and he was already howling in his heart.
Xiao Li said that the recent Mercury retrograde told him to be more careful, but he still didn't believe it.
Damn, it's too far back.
Blood flowed from his forehead, and some flowed into his eyes. He raised his hand and wiped it, but he didn't know that this wiped his face even more bloody.
Jing Heng got up from the ground and scared the driver enough: "Hey, where are you going? If you can still walk, I will take you to the hospital!"
"No need..." Jing Heng pushed his hand away, "I still have to go to the appointment."
"Oh..." Passers-by couldn't bear to look at it, "Young man, you are already like this, why are you still going to the appointment, life is so important!"
"Yeah, let's hurry to the hospital—"
"No need." Jing Heng kept refusing.
The driver fumbled up and down, took out a business card and put it in his hand: "Then you put my business card on it!"
The driver was terrified.
He obviously didn't look all right, his head was still bleeding, his hands were also limping, and he just refused to go to the hospital!
Even though he can still walk on his own now, many people who were involved in car accidents seemed to be fine at the time, only to find out about cerebral hemorrhage soon after, and it would be too late to save them.
Jing Heng walked leisurely all the way to the appointed restaurant, and the passers-by were all frightened to death when they saw it, and kept away from him, fearing that they might be crazy.
But there were also bold people who came forward and asked him if he wanted to help, call the police for an ambulance or something.
Jing Heng refused, saying that he was fine.
He can't go to the hospital.
The pain in his body was quite painful, but if he went to the hospital and the doctor gave him anesthesia, he might wake up tomorrow. No one informed Ah Huan, and he had to wait there for someone who would not arrive.
He couldn't let Ah Huan wait in vain.
Last Valentine's Day, he didn't go, A Huan waited for him all night.
This is a traditional Valentine's Day, he can no longer leave Ah Huan there alone.
He didn't want to mention Valentine's Day in the future, leaving Ah Huan with only the shadow of being released as a pigeon.
How could he turn such a romantic festival into A Huan's nightmare.
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Rong Huan looked at his phone, 15 minutes had passed since the time they agreed on.
An inexplicable sense of unease welled up.
Rong Huan had already finished his second cup of drink, but he still felt thirsty.
I didn't reply to the message I sent. I wanted to make a call to ask, but it was turned off.
Rong Huan knew what this uneasiness was.
He remembered that Valentine's Day two years ago.
He was also sitting in the dining room waiting, but he didn't wait for Jing Heng to arrive at the end.
He thought it would not happen this time, so when Jing Heng asked him to come to the restaurant first, he just thought, maybe he went to pick up the gift quietly, and wanted to give him a surprise.
So Rong Huan just waited.
Is it...
No, I won't miss my appointment again this time.
Rong Huan thought so, but he still couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.
Everything in the restaurant is arranged in the atmosphere of Valentine's Day. On the table are lit heart-shaped red candles, a little incense, and a red rose.
It was meal time, and many couples had already started eating, talking and laughing.
Including the flower girl who was slowly walking towards him not far away...
Everything is like a repeat of two years ago.
Rong Huan was in a daze for a moment, then shook his head, no, Jing Heng will definitely come.
He knew that if he still missed the appointment this time, he would not give him another chance.
The flower seller came to him: "Sir, do you want to buy a bunch of flowers for your girlfriend?"
"Eleven flowers," Rong Huan said, "Eleven flowers..."
Two years ago he bought nine, this time, eleven.
This time he didn't say anything, bought flowers and put them on the table, waiting quietly.
In fact, when he was waiting later, Rong Huan's thoughts had already drifted a bit, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
He was a little scared.
These two days they have been too high-profile, "The Meaning of Travel", and tonight's Qixi Festival live broadcast, the Jing family may already be on their way.
If Jing Heng didn't come, there is a high probability that he was taken away by the Jing family.
Then the relationship between him and Jing Heng has come to an end.
Rong Huan thought to himself, if Jing Heng didn't come, he would be disappointed again.
And this time, it's the last time.
When Rong Huan came back to his senses, he felt that the gazes of the people around him seemed a bit strange, there were always people looking at him from time to time and saying something.
Because of his long hair, he often turns his head back, but this feeling is different from tonight's.
It was weird, and I couldn't explain why, but the gazes of these people made him feel very uncomfortable.
Before Rong Huan had time to think too much, there was a commotion at the door, and the screams of several girls attracted everyone's attention.
Rong Huan also looked over, and saw a man whose face was half dried, walking towards the inside.
Everyone in the restaurant was startled, Rong Huan stood up suddenly, "Jing Heng?!"
When he found out that the man was Jing Heng, Rong Huan's heart sank.
The others avoided in fear, Rong Huan ran over, "Jing Heng, you—"
Jing Heng smiled at Rong Huan, he couldn't move anymore, he stood there waiting for Rong Huan to run towards him, and then hugged the person in front of him: "I'm sorry, Huan... I'm late again."