Chapter 200

The imperfect lights poured down in the corridor and sprinkled on Xiaohuo's face. Her face looked like a vague ivory, glowing with the same defective color.

This is the first time Shabby has seen her since Xiaohuo suddenly disappeared last time.

The last time I saw her, Xiaohuo, who had just recovered from a serious illness, looked pale, but she was still a little bit human. The one I saw at this moment was like a cold corpse that shone out from her face, a kind of cold white.

This cold feeling reminded Shabby in reverse. He touched Xiaohuo's face with his hand and felt that there was still warmth. Obviously, this was not a corpse, but a living person.

Is this the little fire that was as opposed to her back then?

The capital back then was her beautiful face, her arrogant heart, and all this seemed to evaporate overnight. Only this one was so beautiful that she still had a breath of life.

Shabby helped Xiaohuo up, a woman with a blood-colored face, with all the scars on her face like all the lights of the dark starry sky, penetrated her dazzling horns, which was simply unaware of.

Although Shaby had cursed her in her heart many times in the past, she felt her nose sour and the rain that was slapping into her eyes made her eyes hurt.

A woman's jealousy is inversely proportional to the strength of her opponent.

At this moment, Shabby was full of sympathy.

She helped Xiaohuo up and deviated from the splashing place under the water pipe, so as not to trample on Xiaohuo's face again.

Looking around, Xiao Mu probably won't be able to come for a while. She lost her mind and didn't know what to do. After thinking about it, she would still carry the Xiaohuo upstairs. After all, it's a little dry and the environment is better.

She lifted Xiaohuo, who moaned like a dream, and her legs were still conscious.

She picked up Xiaohuo, and Xiaohuo's heavy body pressed against her hands, almost making her unable to move.

Xiaohuo is taller than her and has a very solid body. It can be said that Shabby has never had such close contact with Xiaohuo. Now he knows that Xiaohuo does have an advantage over her in terms of physical shape.

So he held the little fire step by step and walked up the steps. Halfway through, Shabby raised the little fire's hand and put it on his head, and he gathered his strength to move upwards with difficulty.

Xiaohuo could make several sounds in a vague way: No, no... Shabi felt that she had no strength to make a sound. Looking at the steps getting shorter and shorter, she held her breath and held Xiaohuo up to the last step.

After walking for a while, Shaby put the fire on the sofa in the office. The water marks quickly wet the edge of the sofa. Shaby saw Xiaohuo's cheeks, and wanted to find a towel to wipe the fire. After searching in the office for a long time, she only found a towel like a black dog dryer, dipped in ink and chalk dust, which was disgusting when she saw it.

In desperation, Shabi thought of the shawl on his skirt, gritted his teeth, pulled it out, and wiped his face clean for Xiaohuo.

She fell down, leaned in front of Xiaohuo, and shouted softly: Xiaohuo, Xiaohuo,...

Xiaohuo's lips were squirming, his eyes were not opened, and Shabi reached behind Xiaohuo's head and asked: Xiaohuo, what's wrong with you?Don't ignore me.

The sound echoed in the empty classroom. Shabby felt a crying voice in his voice, and was startled, but he couldn't think of a better way.

She had to put the small fire on the sofa, then ran to the corridor to see if anyone was coming, and ran back and forth, and finally heard the sound of footsteps coming from the corridor. Shaby felt a sense of briskness, and Mu Yan finally came.

At this moment, she felt that Mu Yan was so kind and that she was her only expectation tonight.

She ran to the door, Mu Yan smiled and brushed the water on his head, and walked over leisurely. Shabi had no intention of saying anything else, and waved at him repeatedly, "Hurry, Xiaohuo is here, come and have a look?"

A small fire?Mu Yan looked suspicious and walked into the house with Shaby.

Look, she fainted, I helped her up from downstairs.Shabby said, pointing to the little fire on the sofa.

Xiao Mu leaned over, looked roughly, and said: What's wrong with her?

I don't know Ah either.

Then why don’t you send it to the hospital?Mu Yan suddenly raised his body, why did you drag it until now?

It didn't take long.That is, it's just a while.

Mu Yan said: Time can't be delayed in a while, why don't you even know this?She is very serious and has a very ugly face.I don’t know what’s wrong with her, you should send her to the hospital immediately.

Mu Yan's tone was filled with a reproachful look, but Shabi didn't feel wronged at all. As soon as he said what he had sent to the hospital, in fact, this was what he should have done just now.

But why didn't I think about it?

Shabi was willingly taught a lesson by Mu Yan, but she felt very stable and stable.

Let's go, didn't you drive here?Go quickly, drive the car, I will carry the fire down and go to the hospital as soon as possible.Xiao Mu said that, then picked up Xiaohuo.

Shabi was like a child who had made a mistake, obediently listening to Mu Yan's command and hurried downstairs without saying a word.

Soon, in the vast rain curtain, a ghostly car stumbled out of the campus occupied by monotonous black blocks, and drove into the night where the night was always similar and brilliant and brilliant in Shanghai intertwined with the rain curtain.