White fingers holding a coin appeared in Zhai Xingchen's sight.

"Gong Suhe said with a smile:" just found that there is another one in the bag

Zhai Xingchen felt fresh air pouring into his almost suffocated chest again. His eyes were wet and he looked at Gong Suhe.

Gong Suhe's vision of Zhai Xingchen seems to be his own illusion. How can the boy in front of him feel a little pathetic?

Zhai Xingchen took the coin from her hand.

He closed his eyes and said to himself in silence that he must succeed this time.

Parabola in the air to draw a beautiful arc, short but a second, but in his life as if he had nearly seven years of trekking.

"Ding!" A clear voice sounded in my ear.

Zhai Xingchen saw that the coin hit the bell. For a moment, there seemed to be a spark.

His eyes were a little damp, as if a drowning man had the strength to emerge from the dark sea.

Gong Suhe's voice in front of him leaped with joy: "star, success!"

"Good omen! Your wish will come true

She laughed merrily, and her breath turned into a white mist, which blurred her face.

Zhai Xingchen suddenly wants to kiss Gong Suhe. He gets closer, but when he breaks into the ambiguous distance, he raises his hand and rubs Gong Suhe's hair.

Gong Suhe gave him a puzzled smile.

Zhai Xingchen also gave her a smile with a gentle expression.

As if the deep sea, all the feelings are hidden in the calm appearance, do not let people see, the turbulent waves inside.

After playing for a long time today, Gong Suhe worried that Zhai Xingchen's legs were easy to repeat, so he said, "let's go home first and come out another day."

"Good." Zhai Xingchen answered.

Two people go along the road, where no motor vehicles are allowed, their cars stop at the next intersection.

"It's snowing again!" Gong Suhe and Zhai Xingchen have come to the intersection.

They stopped in front of the traffic lights. Under the light of the street lamp overhead, they could see small snowflakes in the air.

Gong Suhe raised his hand and picked up the snow with his fingertips.

Zhai Xingchen looked at her and felt that the whole world had become especially beautiful because of her.

He couldn't help but want to pick the snow from her hair.

And at this time, a pickup truck suddenly out of control in general rushed over!

"Be careful!"

With a exclamation, Gong Suhe only felt that his body was pushed by a strong force.

Her footstep is not steady, directly toward the green belt, ran a few steps to stand firm.

At the same time, the sharp brake sound pierced the eardrum, accompanied by crutches landing and a dull hum.

Gong Suhe felt the sudden cardiac arrest. She suddenly turned around and looked at the intersection.

Under the light, snowflakes are dancing, Zhai Xingchen is lying quietly on the ground, and his crutch is three or four meters away from him.

And the car out of control, just where she and Zhai Xingchen stood.

Gong Suhe couldn't express her fear. She ran to Zhai Xingchen quickly, and her fingers trembled to touch his wrist.

"Stars?" Gong Suhe's voice is shaking, too.

On the ground, Zhai Xingchen has a bloodshot on his lips. He looks at her and says slowly, "Su He, don't be afraid. I'm ok."

Gong Suhe tries not to cry. She tries to watch Zhai Xingchen's pulse calmly.

Side of the body, the driver also ran over, voice trembling: "he, how is he?"

After that, he went to make an emergency call with shaking hands.

A moment later, Gong Suhe leaned down: "star, where did you scratch?"

She felt him bleeding, but she didn't see where.