Getting closer and closer to the window sill, Mao Sandao was completely desperate. He knew clearly that "Han Yu" behind this was planning to do another "scenario replay" and throw himself from the fifth floor.
He himself doesn't know how many times he has been in despair so far.
Until this moment, he felt that his limbs were still unable to move, and he had lost any powerful struggle and resistance.
Already reaching the window sill, Mao Sandao stretched forward slightly and saw the dense cables in mid-air.
He smiled bitterly. He didn't think he would have the good luck last time to be caught by a cable...
He slowly closed his eyes. In a few seconds, like Han Yu, he would become unrecognizable and bleed all over the floor...
"Woof woof! Woof woof!"
Suddenly, Mao Sandao opened his eyes and heard several barks coming from the bottom of the building.
And just after those few barks, the hands that were strangling his neck suddenly let go.
Suddenly, Mao Sandao felt a sense of weightlessness sweeping through his body. At the moment when his feet landed on the window sill and he was about to fall out, Mao Sandao quickly grabbed a corner of the window with one hand, and then stabilized his body. , survived.
After clearing his mind, he carefully jumped off the window sill and breathed a sigh of relief until his legs were on the ground.
He glanced around the room and found that "Han Yu" had already disappeared.
Raising his hands, Mao Sandao rubbed his neck that was so painful from being pinched.
Then, he seemed to have discovered something. He quickly clenched his hands into fists and tightened them. His legs shook a few more times. Only then did he realize that his limbs had regained consciousness.
Mao Sandao slowly sat on the ground close to the wall and rubbed his face vigorously, feeling scared for a while.
Although Han Yu had disappeared, Mao Sandao still did not dare to let down his guard, because Han Yu only disappeared, not eliminated...
Correspondingly, Han Yu will still look for him.
As for the consequences of all this, Mao Sandao guessed that it was most likely because Han Yu regarded him as his enemy during his lifetime, which led to excessive resentment after his accidental death, so he pestered him.
Moreover, he had always felt that someone was following him before, and now that he thought about it, it might have been Han Yu who was causing trouble.
Mao Sandao took a deep breath and touched the side of his thigh, only to realize that he was only wearing a set of pajamas.
No cigarettes.
"Woo woo... hoo hoo... hoo hoo..."
Zizz...ziz...
Mao Sandao tensed up and quickly raised his head to look at the door. Strange sounds suddenly sounded outside the closed door. In addition, there was the harsh sound of scratching on the door.
Mao Sandao stood up from the ground, walked slowly to the door, opened the door a crack, and saw a brown shadow quickly passing through his crotch.
Mao Sandao turned around and saw a dog sweeping back and forth around the room, still growling.
"Mao... fur ball?!"
After seeing the dog's face clearly, Mao Sandao looked surprised. Isn't this his own furball?
Hearing his master's voice, Furball turned around, swung his tail vigorously, ran towards Mao Sandao at top speed, and kept jumping around his body.
"Why is it you?" He quickly knelt down and held the fur ball in his arms, "You... how did you find me?"
Only then did Mao Sandao realize that the dog that saved his life downstairs was actually Mao Qiuer.
"Hey..."
Maoqiu'er stretched his neck and kept licking Mao Sandao's handsome face. Apparently he hadn't seen him for a long time and missed him very much...
Mao Sandao no longer refused Mao Qiu'er's approach to human intimacy. He stroked Mao Qiu'er's head, lowered his head and couldn't help but kiss her forehead: "Thank you..."
Furball was stunned for a moment, a little confused by Mao San's sudden kiss. After a moment, it lowered its head, raised a front paw and licked it a few times, and then rubbed the kissed fur on the top of its head vigorously.
Mao Sandao had a dark look on his face and cursed: "You damn beast, how dare you despise me!"
Mao Qiu'er raised his head and saw his master's serious face. He quickly bumped Mao Sandao's chin with his head as an apology for his "disrespectful" behavior just now.
"Humph, you have a conscience!"
Mao Sandao hugged Mao Qiuer and returned to his room.
But after thinking about it, Mao Sandao was still a little worried. He put down the fur ball, walked around the house several times, and finally found an iron spoon from the kitchen.
Opening the door, he walked to the door of the opposite room again and tightened the door handle with an iron spoon.
He was not sure whether Han Yu was still in this room. The reason why he did this was just to find some psychological comfort for himself.
After a while of tossing and almost losing his life, Mao Sandao no longer wanted to sleep. Moreover, it was daybreak.
He looked at Mao Qiu'er's no longer round body, walked into the kitchen, and made some food for Mao Qiu'er.
While Mao Qiu'er was eating, the warm morning light was already streaming in from the window.
Leaning in front of the window, Mao Sandao lit a cigarette, watching the new sun emitting bright red and breaking through the layers of clouds, filled with melancholy.
It's good to be alive.
…………
In the hospital ward, Jiao Qiu'er looked at Zhang Shuyan with a solemn expression: "Yan'er, shall we get married?"
Zhang Shuyan, who was chewing an apple, was stunned, raised her head and touched Jiao Qiu'er's forehead: "Do you have a fever?"
Jiao Qiu'er took Zhang Shuyan's hand and solemnly replied: "Don't make trouble, I'm telling the truth."
Zhang Shuyan put down the apple and frowned slightly: "Isn't it a little too early? Besides, our parents haven't met yet."
Jiao Qiu'er took Zhang Shuyan's hand and said gently: "This is very simple. We will arrange it after I am discharged from the hospital."
Zhang Shuyan grabbed Jiao Qiu'er's hand and said, "How about... how about we talk for more time. I still think it's a bit too early."
It's not that Zhang Shuyan doesn't want to get married to Jiao Qiu'er. On the contrary, she looks forward to the moment when she and Jiao Qiu'er get married.
In fact, her desire to marry Jiao Qiu'er at this time was even worse than her previous desire to marry Mao Sandao.
But marriage is not a child's play after all. Although she likes Jiao Qiu'er very much, at the real moment, she feels that she still has to restrain herself and remain rational.
Furthermore, Jiao Qiu'er is different from Mao Sandao. The two of them grew up naked together and know Mao Sandao very well.
But Jiao Qiu'er was different. Although the two had met each other before, in the final analysis, they still didn't know him deeply enough.
Marriage needs careful consideration. Heaven and hell are just a thought apart.
Therefore, knowing more and having more contact are the keys to determine whether you will be happy in the future.
Jiao Qiu'er obviously saw Zhang Shuyan's worry. He gently kissed Zhang Shuyan on the cheek:
"Baoer, I am willing to wait for you."
Jiao Qiu'er didn't want to force Zhang Shuyan, and he didn't want to embarrass Zhang Shuyan. He wanted Zhang Shuyan to marry him willingly, instead of being forced to marry him.
Zhang Shuyan nodded vigorously and leaned into Jiao Qiu'er's arms: "I believe this day will come soon."
"I love you, and I believe that this day will not be too far away." Jiao Qiu'er hugged Zhang Shuyan tightly, his face pressed tightly against Zhang Shuyan's forehead, and said slowly, "For you, even if you let me die, I will be there." No matter what..."
"Bah, bah, bah!" Zhang Shuyan quickly covered Jiao Qiu'er's mouth, "Don't say anything unlucky, we all need to be well, and nothing will happen to anyone!"
"Okay, I won't say anything anymore." Jiao Qiu'er lowered his head and kissed Zhang Shuyan's forehead again.
"Ahem!"
Someone coughed twice at the door. Zhang Shuyan quickly stood up from Jiao Qiu'er's arms, turned her head to the side, and arranged her hair awkwardly.
Jiao Qiu'er heard the sound and looked over, only to see Dr. Xu Qinghe standing at the door with a smile on his face.
