Chapter 145 Guarding
Ji Yanxing closed his eyes and leaned on the steering wheel, blood dripping from his forehead. The fragments cut his white shirt, and the blood soaked his clothes, which was particularly glaring.
His chest rose and fell faintly and his breathing became labored, as if he might stop at any moment.
The traffic police arrived quickly and cordoned off the accident site.
In the carriage filled with the pungent smell of gasoline and burning, Yu Nian's heart stopped suddenly. Looking at the blood gushing out of his chest, this scene became the most terrifying moment in her life.
It's like riding in an out-of-control elevator. Your body is falling rapidly, endlessly, and finally hitting the bottom of the sea. The sea water squeezes the air you breathe from all directions, making you feel suffocated and desperate.
Just before he was on the verge of death, someone rescued him from the bottom of the sea. He inhaled oxygen rapidly, and the blood clot blocking his brain slowly melted away, clearing up the fog.
It was very strange that the first thing she remembered when she regained consciousness was the painting in her diary, even though she couldn't remember anything when she was awake.
Is this her?
Wearing a literary white shirt and jeans, with her hair tied in a ponytail and a pair of eyes as clear as spring water, she sat under the podium and looked up at him, dazed, like an ignorant yet cute elementary school student.
On the first day of the freshman year, he went on stage as a student representative and habitually glanced at the audience. Perhaps because she was not dressed like a college girl, her eyes were clear and frank, which made him instantly certain that she was probably still a high school student, or a junior high school student. He was reading the same old speech on the podium, and his eyes unconsciously glanced down, and then he saw her, well, staring at him like a little fangirl, not even noticing that he was looking at her.
Ji Yanxing was used to seeing such looks, which were neither strange nor disgusting, but he also rarely saw such straightforward and undisguised infatuated faces. He just felt that it was quite interesting.
This little girl herself is pretty. Have you ever seen anyone who is pretty?
When he stepped down from the stage, he glanced in her direction again. Several people who looked like her friends had already left. The seats around her were empty, and she was the only one left.
In Ji Yanxing's impression, she is an absolute little nympho.
It was just a casual glance, so he didn't take it seriously. It happened that the teacher backstage needed his help with something, so he stayed in the auditorium for several hours and didn't come out until it was over.
It's raining outside.
The auditorium was empty. He brought an umbrella with him and did not rush back. After he went out, a cool rain blew over. He leaned against the corner of the corridor and slowly lit a cigarette.
The air was filled with smoke, and he seemed to see the white figure again. Ji Yanxing narrowed his eyes, held the cigarette between his fingers, and chuckled softly. His magnetic laughter blended in the drizzle.
It really was her.
She was walking back and forth in the corridor with a cell phone in her hand, as if looking for a signal. Her brows were furrowed in anxiety, as if she was about to cry in the next second.
Ji Yanxing leaned against the wall and looked her up and down. She looked quite tall, about 168 cm, and should be a high school student.
It looked like she didn’t have an umbrella, so she wanted to call someone to rescue her.
Unfortunately, this building is the most remote one in the school and the signal has always been not very good.
Ji Yanxing admired her anxious expression with great interest, and thought it was very cute, until she squatted down to tie her shoelaces. He narrowed his eyes and realized that she was probably preparing to go to a place with signal to make a phone call in the rain.
He quickly put out the cigarette, and when she raised her bag above her head and prepared to rush out, he placed the umbrella across her face, said "Don't get wet in the rain", and walked into the rain.
It was such a heavy rain, so he could get wet. But she was so small that she would catch a cold if she went back from the rain. Besides, she was a high school student, and a cold and fever would affect her study progress.
High school students should all care about their academic performance.
The rain wet his sneakers. Ji Yanxing frowned, but didn't care much. He just curled his lips in self-mockery. He didn't expect that he actually had sympathy.
His later life was filled with complicated studies and work. His temperament was originally dull, and the impression of him, which was not even a glimpse, was hidden in the deepest part of his memory.
When they met again many years later, she was almost completely different from before. She was beautiful, elegant, gentle and reserved. She smiled politely when she looked at him.
She looked exactly like all the socialites and rich girls he had met.
Naturally, he would not associate her with the little nympho she was back then.
The only difference between her and other women was that he felt comfortable getting along with her. He judged rationally that spending the remaining decades with her would not be difficult.
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Ji Yanxing woke up three days later.
His fingers trembled slightly, and he didn't know which wound he had torn. The nerves all over his body were clamoring in pain, and he couldn't help but gasp.
Are you still alive?
The scene of the taxi crashing into her flashed before his eyes. At that moment, he had no thoughts in his mind and his body reacted instinctively -
I didn't even consider whether I could survive.
If this happened a few years ago, he would have just sneered with derision after hearing it, and would not have given him the image of a person who sacrificed himself heroically.
Sacrificing himself to save others will never happen to him in this life.
But she is Yu Nian.
It is the lingering thought of his love.
Nothing can happen to her.
She has family and friends who love her and they will be very sad after the accident.
He is different. If something really happened to him, most of the spectators would feel sorry for him, regretting that he died young. How many people would truly remember him?
Will she?
I think so.
He saved her, so she should remember him forever.
If she dared to marry someone else, he would not let her go even if he became a ghost.
Ji Yanxing opened his eyes with difficulty and felt someone holding his hand. His fingers moved slightly. He turned his eyes with difficulty and saw Yu Nian sleeping on the hospital bed.
Maybe she wasn't asleep at all, or she was sleeping very lightly, so the moment his fingers trembled, Yu Nian woke up suddenly.
Eyes met.
Yu Nian looked at his pale and weak face. Her throat was so dry that it was difficult for her to speak. She closed her eyes and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.
Ji Yanxing forced a smile. He hadn't spoken for a long time, so his throat was dry and hoarse. "Why are you crying? Didn't it hurt your favorite face?"
"..." The atmosphere of surviving a disaster was completely destroyed by his words.
Seeing that she was still crying, Ji Yanxing frowned, "Did it really hurt my face?"
He didn't care about this, but she was a little nympho, and if he had a scar on his face, she would dislike him sooner or later.
Yu Nian raised her hand and wiped away her tears, "No, I'm not injured, I'm still perfect."
Ji Yanxing curled his lips and gently pinched her fingers, "Are you hurt?"
"I'm fine."
Ji Yanxing looked her up and down. Except for the dark circles under her eyes, everything else was fine. He was relieved and asked in a somewhat unserious tone, "Have you been guarding me all this time?"
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