Chapter 77

In the children's room, Sue curled up on the bed and did not move.

If it wasn't for her aunt's discomfort, she would have been able to shut herself up in the bathroom for a day and a night.

At this moment in my mind, HD replays the scenes in the bathroom just now. The more I think about it, the more I feel ashamed. I hold the pillow to vent for a long time. Finally, I just go to sleep with the pillow unconsciously.

This sleep to the middle of the night, even when Mianmian ran to the master bedroom to sleep do not know.

Into the autumn of Jiangshi, the night is more or less cool, the room is also mixed with strands of cool.

When Mianmian was sleeping sweetly on the bed in the master bedroom, he said that he wanted to tell Uncle Ji Han a story. As a result, before the story was told more than a few sentences, his big eyes gradually closed and his voice became lighter and lighter until he fell asleep, but his little hand kept holding his hand.

Until the middle of the night, when Mianmian turned over while snoring and sleeping, he released his little hand.

Jing Jihan gets up at the bedside and goes out. It's dark outside the window. There are not many lighting sets in the old community, but only a little bit of street lights outside the high wall of the community in the distance.

Jing Jihan straightens up the TV remote control and cups on the tea table, picks up the previous box of ointment, and goes into the children's room to apply medicine to Shi su.

When Su's skin is too white, she can almost leave some traces with any pinch. After a day, the bruises on her arms and legs are still very obvious.

But the business of applying medicine is still not proficient enough for Jing Jihan. He has tried to do it a little bit gently so as not to wake her up. However, Shi Su frowned and even kicked him unconsciously in her sleep.

He turned his arm aside, ignoring the second foot she kicked at him. He applied the ointment on her arm, because she was dishonest and faintly resisted in her sleep. This time, he made a little effort to press her hand on her leg.

After applying the medicine, he looked at the time and was about to get up when he heard a very light gibberish coming from Shi Su's mouth.

"It's so hot..."

In the dark, his eyes fell back to her direction.

"Hot..." Su's whole body was shaking gradually, as if because of the indistinct hot feeling of the ointment of activating blood circulation and removing stasis in the wound, she didn't know what she had dreamt in her sleep. Her hand suddenly grasped the bed sheet under her body tightly, her neck was stiff, but she was tense, as if she was facing something that she couldn't bear.

Jing Jihan didn't find out how high her temperature was just now, so she went out to find the temperature and planned to take her temperature to see if she had a fever.

Find the thermometer back, see Sue has become a side lying position, but the whole person tightly curled up.

In my dream.

She caught a thing in the dark room that she didn't know whether it was an aromatherapy bottle or a red wine bottle. At the moment when the man full of wine rushed to him, she grabbed the bottle and smashed it on the man's head. The broken glass also pierced into the palm of her hand because of her desperate backward struggle.

Her whole body was so hot that she didn't have much strength at all, but the tiny red light in the corner of the dark room was enough to show that everything was being recorded by the monitor.

In order to keep herself awake, she even grabbed the glass fragments on the ground, let the pain in the palm of her hand remind her of the situation, and then bit by bit crawled out from the person who had been knocked unconscious. The heat almost covered the pain in the palm of her hand, and the blood dripped down her fingers

She stumbled to the door, which was locked outside. Despair swept over her. She tried to calm herself, then turned and ran to the closed window.

Forced to open the window to see the grass downstairs, here do not know which hotel, but it is located on the third floor of the hotel.

It is estimated that if you jump down from this height, you will be disabled, and it is impossible to escape.

But between the second floor and the third floor, there is a bracket for the external air conditioner, and there is a tree next to it. She heard that the knocked out person behind her had a sign of waking up. It seemed that she had already got up to approach in this direction. She quickly climbed out along the window and stepped on the bracket for the external air conditioner

She fell on the branch, climbed down again, and finally fell to the ground. There seemed to be a flashlight shining from all directions behind her. She quickly staggered out to find a way out.

Her hands were full of blood, and she was also in a mess. She was staggering. She didn't know how far away she had run. She was standing on the street full of street lights and looked around. In front of her eyes, there were bursts of flowers, and the heat in her body was about to exhaust her sober sense.

I don't know which street it is. She even has to forget who she is. I don't know whether it's an illusion or someone is really chasing her. She always feels that someone is chasing her, and the lights of those flashlights are chasing behind her.

In a hurry, a black Bentley parked not far from the side of the road crashed into her almost blurred eyes——

……

When sue is more and more uneasy in her sleep, her hand has been wrinkling on the sheet, and everything in the dream is stimulating her nerves.

"Don't drive me out..."

"Someone... Is going to hurt me..."

When she saw that Su's hair had been wet with sweat, she seemed to be suffering, and she seemed to be resisting something, but she was still clinging to it.

Jing Jihan's hand stretched out to put on her forehead, not hot, if it is a fever, it is impossible to sweat so much.

He put down the thermometer and was about to wake Sue up from the nightmare.

But Su suddenly opened his eyes, half asleep and half awake, as if there were still a lot of consciousness in the dream, so stiff lying there, with his eyes in the dark.

"Awake?" Jing Jihan black eyes staring at her, bent down to help her sit up.

But when Su is obviously not completely awake, just looking at the familiar figure beside the bed, lips moved, the voice is very light, very low, can't hear clearly.

"Help me..."

It's light, it's fuzzy.

Jing Jihan leaned over again, this time his body lowered more, trying to hear clearly.

"Please..."

"Please..."

"You... Help me..."

It's still a very light voice.

Jing Jihan only heard a word clearly. He looked at her face with low eyes and stretched out his hand to push her hair away: "Shi Su?"

When Su's eyes did not close, thinking is still immersed in the dream, eyes are staring at the figure in front of him, his breath seems to blend with the breath of the man in the dream, the same pure.

I don't know why I suddenly feel aggrieved. My hands instinctively go up and hold his neck. My voice is full of grievance and helplessness: "don't go."