Lotte kneels on the ground and doesn't dare to touch Ding Junqi, because she doesn't know where he is injured or whether these bloody places are his wounds.

Lotte carefully to hold his hand, his hand cold bone.

Today's Ding Junqi is like a child who has been greatly wronged. He just sits with his hands picking his wounds, as if he is warning himself with this kind of pain.

Ding Haonan and his wife rushed over as soon as they got the news. Mrs. Ding looked at her son from a distance. On their way back, Wenshan told them everything.

After hearing this, Mrs. Ding felt that her heart was torn. It was clearly the resentment of the previous generation, but all the pain was on her son.

"Ma." Ding Junhui went over and cried in a low voice.

Mrs. Ding looked at her son from a distance, but she didn't dare to take a step.

"Go and have a look." Ding Haonan embraces his wife's shoulder and says.

Mrs. Ding shook her head, she is not a qualified mother, and her son's side, the person in need, is no longer her.

By his side, there is a person who can accompany him all the time.

Lotte stretched out her hand and pressed Ding Junqi's head on her chest, which didn't smell so good. Compared with the fact that he didn't look at her after he came back, she was more distressed for him now.

Rakuten didn't say anything, so he stayed with him all the time.

Could she lean against the wall in the distance and look at this side? She has no feelings for Zhao Fangyu. She just doesn't understand why these people need to be so sad?

Human life, she knew how fragile it was when she was very young. She didn't have the ability to wrap a hard shell on it. Who can blame it?

Xiao Zhao ran over from the outside, panting, "sister-in-law, team Qian brought those people back to the team, these two days are expected to soak in the team, I also want to go back quickly, team Qian is not at ease, let me come and tell you, sister-in-law these two days take care of yourself."

Xiao Zhao came and went quickly, as if to say this to her.

Did you look at the shadow of Xiao Zhao running out, this is, out of prison?

Not her?

No two, 14 hours?

Xiao Zhao got out of the hospital and got into a car. "Team Qian, you're all here. Why don't you go in and talk to your sister-in-law?"

Qian Yikun, holding a cigarette between his fingertips, flicks the ash on it, takes a strong puff, and then flicks the cigarette butt into the garbage can outside.

He seldom smokes and has smoked a few times, especially for men who don't like smoking, so after confirming the relationship with him, he never smokes again.

But today, he still found one with his teammates.

Although the environment was very dark at that time, when Zhao Fangyu blocked the shot for Ding Junqi, he suddenly pushed the door to get off the car, but in the next second he threw out the rope. He could see clearly.

Maybe Nalan Chunbo is right. She needs freedom, but she only gives her prison.

"Let's go." Qian Yikun slid the window up and let his teammates drive.

When the car left the hospital, could it be that it was leaning against the stone pillar at the door of the hospital and looking at it with a touch of sarcasm.

This self righteous man is really the standard of straight male cancer.

Ocean island is like spring all the year round, even in midsummer, it has a cool breath.

Ye Yuwei didn't expect to come here again. There is a three story villa on the island.