Chapter 140: : beg you, let me go (1:

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When the ning family's parents returned, Nian lie was no longer there.

Father ning asked him where he had gone. Ning Qing's eyes were red and she said, there's an emergency at the company. I'm busy.

Mother ning reprimanded her, but ning Qing was in no mood to explain to them. She fell asleep, exhausted.

She had lost her sister, her loving family, her husband, and her love.

Everything seemed to have returned to its original state.

It also seemed that everything was no longer the same.

Ever since Nian lie's arrival, ning Qing's spirit had not been very good.

He called the doctor over to ask, but he only said that the patient was emotionally unstable. He also told them to keep the patient in a happy mood.

At 10 pm.

The hospital was almost quiet.

Ning Qing's mother was supposed to stay in bed, but she hadn't been able to sleep well for days after her father's words. Ning Qing felt upset.

Mom, I'm fine. The nurse will come to check on me at night. I'll ask her for help if I need anything. You can go back.

Ning Qing's mother was still worried. why would you trouble others? besides, your legs aren't convenient right now.

I'm fine. You've been here all this time and you can't sleep well. I don't want to affect your health.

Ning Qing held her hand and promised her again and again.

mom, I want to eat the chicken soup you made. Can you go home first tonight and send it to me tomorrow?

Hearing this, mother ning had no choice. In the end, she repeated this to the nurse on night duty many times before returning to the ning family.

At 12 o clock in the evening, the nurse came to check on the patient.

Ning Qing was so upset that she did not feel sleepy at all.

When the nurse arrived, she hurriedly wiped the tears off her face and asked the nurse to help her to the bathroom before returning to bed.

Not long after, she was tired from crying and fell asleep in a daze.

In the mist.

Ning Qing dreamed of the car accident again.

The endless stream of blood, the cold body of the woman on the seat, her lower body that was unconscious from the pain, was trembling.

The pain seemed to be reflected on her limbs through her dream.

On the bed, she twisted her body left and right, but she could not move in her dream.

The pain was excruciating.

Her tears fell.

In her daze, the door seemed to have opened.

A tall figure came in and shut the light out of the door.

Who are you?

She couldn't tell if it was reality or a dream. She only felt that she was lying on the bed, surrounded by darkness. No matter how she screamed and struggled, no one could hear her.

Then, as if she had a God's perspective, she watched as the man approached her and gently wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes.

That warm touch was too real. Ning Qing's body trembled, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

In the dark, she couldn't see the man's face clearly, but she felt the fear of the unknown penetrate into her bones.

It was familiar and cold.

Who are you? go away, Yingluo!

She shouted, driving the man away.

But he couldn't hear her.

Then, he leaned over and planted a Cold Kiss between her brows.

Ning Qing did not know why she was so resistant. She struggled and screamed with all her might, but the man was unmoved.

Until his lips were branded on her cheeks, neck, and collarbones.

A terrifying sensation, like a venomous snake coiling around her, ran across her body.

The coldness spread from head to toe.

let me go Yingluo, Who are you? don't do this to me, I beg you, Yingluo!

From her hoarse voice at the beginning to her humble begging in the end, she could not get the man's pity.

Her bare skin came into contact with the air, and the cool feeling made her shiver uncontrollably.

She was terrified and hateful. Under the man's teasing, her body was as stiff as a wooden stake.

No, please, let me go, Yingluo.

He was burning her rationality and controlling her.

She was like a fish out of oxygen, thrown onto the shore, begging for a little bit of air to relieve her discomfort.

The pain was clear, but her chaotic consciousness made her unable to distinguish between dream and reality.

The night was getting colder and longer.