Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 203

Like a life-saving straw, Dr. Zhang must have a way, must have a way to make Li Xin get better again.

Seeing the terrified trembling of the people not far away, Zheng Hongyi forced a smile on his face, "Li Xin is good, I am sick, Dad... put the medicine here, you take it yourself, Dad, go out, okay?"

"..." Chu Jingran remained unmoved.

Suppressing the bitterness in his eyes, Zheng Hongyi put the glass water cup and medicine box in his hand on the carpet, glanced at the person, and slowly exited the bedroom.

Sensing the closing of the bedroom door not far away, Chu Jingran, who had buried his head in his knees, raised his eyes tremblingly, and slowly moved his gaze to the door not far away.

Because he was concerned about the people in the bedroom on the second floor, Zheng Hongyi hadn't talked with people outside for long. After hearing some simple narrations from him, Dr. Zhang also knew that the matter was tricky. After collecting some information about people, he said goodbye and left. To make relevant plans.

After seeing off Dr. Zhang, Zheng Hongyi went up to the second floor, and was about to go back to the bedroom to look at people in case someone made any mistakes. He had just approached the bedroom when he suddenly heard a crisp cracking sound from the bedroom. Voice.

This is... the sound of a water glass breaking.

Could it be that the teenager accidentally broke the water glass?

The moment Zheng Hongyi thought of this, he unscrewed the door of the bedroom violently, and pushed the door open, but what happened in front of him was completely beyond Zheng Hongyi's expectations.

In front of my eyes is the figure of the boy standing in front of the wool carpet by the window. In front of him, the thick and thick curtains that were covered before have been drawn, and the dazzling sunlight shines into the room. He in front of the window seems to be imprisoned in a cage, longing for Free Canary, taking all he can, smashes through the big picture window.

On the light-colored wool carpet, there were scattered pills, broken glass, and an alarm clock that had been smashed in two, and the boy stepped on everything without hesitation with his bare white feet. above.

The white feet, the soft carpet, the messy ground, the sharpness glistening with cold light, and the blood seeping out from the soles of his feet, leaving strings of bloodstains, the whole room, the whole scene looks like an absurd scene. oil painting.

Seeing everything clearly, Zheng Hongyi felt his mind go blank in front of the room door. He was scratching at the door sill, the veins on the back of his hand popped out, and he shouted with red eyes: "Stop, Li Xin, stop!"

Hearing the angry shout behind him, Chu Jingran, who had smashed the window in panic because he couldn't open it, turned his head suddenly, and saw a man not far away from the door with red eyes and full of evil spirit, as if he had completely transformed into a Shura.

Seeing this pair of red eyes and seeing this strange person, all the horrible memories about that day in my mind flooded out uncontrollably at this moment.

Hugging, kissing, forcing, pain, unable to break free, unable to escape...

Trembling violently, Chu Jingran's eyes were filled with endless horror, he picked up the broken glass on the ground and held it tightly in his hands.

Sharp and sharp, facing the man in front of the door.

Don't... don't come, don't come.

The white and tender palm almost effortlessly clamped into the sharp edge, and the dark blood gushed out from the palm like a flood that opened the gate, along the side of the hand, dyeing the transparent glass tightly held in the hand red, falling down.

Tick, tick, tick...

The sound of blood falling on the carpet echoed in Zheng Hongyi's ears, the dark blood filled his entire vision, blood, the whole world was full of blood.

On the carpet under his feet, on the glass behind him, on the boy's clothes, and... the pair of black and white piano keys that he used to rise and fall on, the hands that were gifted by God and were naturally suitable for playing the piano.

'Will I be able to hold my own concert like my father in the future? '

'Of course you can, because... Li Xin has a hand that is bestowed by God and is naturally suitable for playing the piano. Li Xin can give the grandest and most magnificent concert, and the whole world will applaud Li Xin. '

The dripping blood soaked Zheng Hongyi's broken heart, his barren life, and his completely blank brain.

At this moment, the future that the young man had drawn beside him with a smile, and the world he carefully constructed with his heart in his arms, were all soaked into glaring darkness by the dripping blood.

'...The whole world will applaud Li Xin. '

At that moment, Zheng Hongyi almost rushed to the person in the most embarrassing posture in his life, stretched out his hand, and directly snatched the blood-stained glass shard from the person's hand.

However, to Chu Jingran, who was already in a daze, this piece of glass was more like the last straw for self-protection in his life.

So, he resisted like crazy.

The turbulent blood spread in the hands of the two, inch by inch, staining each other's clothes red.

After finally snatching the glass from the man's hand, Zheng Hongyi ignored the bleeding wound in his hand and tightly surrounded the crazy man.