"Ka...da...da..."

The sound of high heels and rubbing on the ground echoing in the empty and dark bathroom, making people feel creepy.

With the last time when the bloody head happened, Qiu Rong subconsciously thought that it might be that Liang Yi’s fans were messing with her.

Outside the bathroom, the long-haired woman pointed at her face with the flashlight, and her lips were cold and raised...

As soon as Qiu Rong opened the door, she saw such a picture...

"Ah...! Ghost, help me!" Qiu Rong screamed in shock.

The woman threw away the flashlight and approached Qiu Rong step by step, pushing her into the corner of the room again.

Then, he covered her mouth hard: "You'd better be honest."

"Um...um..." Qiu Rong struggled desperately, but the woman pressed her tightly with her body, making her unable to move.

"Little bitch, even if you are like this, you dare to be with me. You are impatient in your life, right?" The woman gritted her teeth in Qiurong's ear.

After saying that, the woman bit Qiurong's neck directly...

Qiurong kept sobbing, but her mouth was tightly blocked and she couldn't make a sound.

She was so scared, really scared.

She was still struggling but couldn't move at all. This woman's strength was really great.

"I want to be with my Liangyi, for the next life. All the women who are with Liangyi deserve to die!"

The woman snorted coldly.

The next second, the woman took out a dagger that applied the magic medicine in her pocket and stabbed it directly into Qiurong's heart.

"Um..." Qiu Rong exclaimed, his body slid down little by little, and blood flowed out like a fountain.

Qiu Rong lost her strength bit by bit, and her whole body slid to the ground as if her muscles and bones were removed...

The woman exclaimed, and directly wrapped the tape around her lips, hands and feet...

Then the woman strode away directly.

Qiurong sat there, trying to struggle, but she had no strength at all.

The mind became blurred bit by bit.

"Uh..." Qiu Rong exclaimed muffled, and the heart was constantly thrusting, and the blood flowed into a river bit by bit.

Could it be that she can only die here?

No, she doesn't want to die, don't...

She died, how could she chase her brother? She died, what should her father do? Her only daughter...

"Save...Help." Qiu Rong kept calling for help with a voice.

How hope is that someone will come in and save her immediately now.

But why don't you even have an individual...

On this side, Qiu Rong was enduring the torture alone, and on the other side, Liang Yi was having a meal with Qiao Weiwei and the others, chatting and laughing.

"Why did that girl Qiurong go to the toilet for so long? Could it be that she fell into the toilet?" Ou Xiangbei said jokingly.

"Ou Xiangbei, we are having a meal now. What kind of toilet and toilet are you sick?" Qiao Weiwei knocked Ou Xiangbei's head with chopsticks and said.

Ou Xiangbei covered his head with pain, looked at Ou Yimo who was constantly kicking his legs in Qiao Weiwei's arms, and said, "Yimo, you/fuck/mom hit me, you should avenge me quickly."

"It would be strange if she could understand it, she was stupid." Liang Bo was picking up food on his plate while pouring it out.

"Damn, you are the idiot, your whole family is the idiot." Ou Xiangbei said again.

Several people continued to eat, chat and laugh.

Fifteen minutes later, Qiao Weiwei said, "I'll go and see Qiurong."

"Go." Liang Yi nodded.

Qiao Weiwei immediately stood up, put Ou Yimo in Ou Xiangbei's arms, and then walked out directly.

Outside the bathroom, there is a sign that 'Please do not approach while cleaning'.

Qiao Weiwei frowned, looked around and pushed open the door.

What caught my eye was the darkness that could not see my fingers.

The thick/heavy breath came to my ears, and the strong smell of blood made Qiao Weiwei feel instantly panicked and creepy.

She turned on the light directly.

The scene that caught her eye shocked her heart.

The bright red blood was constantly surging out from a single room, and the color deeply hurt Qiao Weiwei's heart.

Qiao Weiwei took a long breath, grabbed the thrust and painful xiong, and walked directly to the bleeding room.

At this moment, Qiu Rong had lost all her consciousness and was just constantly panting. Her body, which was bound by tape, was still bleeding from the veil, and her face turned pale and blue.

"Qiu...Qiurong, Qiurong, what's going on? Wake up, wake up." Qiao Weiwei walked into the single room and kept pushing Qiurong.

Qiao Weiwei's push made Qiurong slowly regain consciousness. Qiurong looked at Qiao Weiwei with a weak breath and said, "There are brainless fans, come and kill me..."

Qiao Weiwei was so nervous that she was at a loss. She immediately screamed: "Help, help..."

Then, she took out her cell phone and called 120.

Hearing the cry for help, a waiter walked in.

Seeing the scene in front of him, waiter kept screaming while covering his ears.

Qiao Weiwei walked to the waiter, separated her hand on her ear, and said, "You go to the 'Luzhu Warm' private room right now to inform the people inside, and then said Qiurong was stabbed."

The waiter nodded subconsciously, and then ran out quickly like a robot.

Qiao Weiwei turned around, walked into the single room again, helped Qiurong up, and said, "Qiurong, wake up, don't sleep, cheer up, the ambulance will come soon."

"Sister Weiwei, why do I feel like I'm about to die?" Qiu Rong frowned in panting, his body temperature was getting colder little by little.

"Qiurong, you won't die, you won't." Qiao Weiwei red eyes and grabbed Qiurong's hand tightly.

"Sister Weiwei, Brother Yi likes you very much. Although you don't like him, if I really die, I still hope you can help me take good care of Brother Yi, okay?"

"Also, my dad, you also ask Brother Yi to help me take good care of my dad, okay?"

Qiu Rong said weakly, as if she was explaining her last words.

Qiao Weiwei's tears finally broke out. She took out the handkerchief from her pocket with her trembling hands, covered Qiurong's heart, which was bleeding from her continuously, and said, "No, you won't die, Qiurong."

"So sleepy." Qiurong closed her eyes and breathed hard.

"Qiurong, don't sleep. Don't sleep now. The ambulance will come soon." Qiao Weiwei kept using her bloody hands to pat Qiurong.

Accompanied by a chaotic and rapid footsteps, the cold and cold, Ou Xiangbei and the three of them ran in.

Seeing the picture in front of me, my cool eyes turned red in an instant.

He quickly stepped forward, picked Qiurong up, and ran out directly.

Others followed closely.

When the coldness hugged Qiurong and passed by the crowded hall, people panicked.

He hugged Qiurong out of the door regardless of the matter.

The ambulance arrived just now.

Liang Yi directly carried Qiurong into the ambulance.

The ambulance was already started before everyone could get on the bus.

The nurse pressed Qiurong hard on her heart, and another nurse Gu owed Qiurong to put an oxygen shield on her.

Qiu Rong slowly opened her eyes, and before covering the oxygen mask, she looked at the coldness kneeling beside her, and said, "Brother Yi, if I die, you should take good care of yourself."

"Little girl, you won't die, you won't. Be stronger."

"Brother Yi, I like you, but I don't think I have too much time left. I want to tell you a few more times. Brother Yi, I like you, I like you, I like you... I'm afraid that if I don't say it in the future, I will have no chance."

"Do you like me? Then wait for you to get better, okay, can we date? Don't die, hold on, okay? As long as / you recover, we will date and be boyfriend and girlfriend..." Liang Yi grabbed Qiurong's hand, tears falling like rain.

Qiu Rong curled her lips hard, then slowly closed her eyes.

The nurse put an oxygen mask on her at this moment.

Behind the ambulance, the black Bugatti Vehang and the orange Lamborghini winds followed.

At this moment, whether it was cold or Qiao Weiwei, or Ou Xiangbei, cold or boring, everyone's mood was the same heavy...

Everyone began to pray for Qiurong in their hearts.

Ten minutes later.

Liangshi Private Hospital...

Outside the emergency room, it was cool and cold. Qiao Weiwei and the three of them sat shoulder to shoulder with a serious expression.
To be continued...