After Shi jue left, the numbers directly ignored Lu Ziyin and stopped Mo Weian, who had already taken effect. Leaving two numbers to look at her, the rest of the numbers followed Shi Jue.
Not long after, the policeman who had finally arrived took Mo Weian from the hands of the numbers and took her away.
In the car.
The numbers were driving at full speed.
In the backseat, Shi jue was hugging Yun Weiyang, not wanting to let go for a moment. One moment, he tested the temperature on her forehead, the next moment, he tightened his grip on the person in his arms.
Looking at the haggard person in his arms, whose face was Pale and without a trace of blood, his heart began to throb.
"Yang 'er, I'm sorry. I'm late. " As he spoke, Shi Jue lowered his head and rubbed his face against Yun Weiyang's face.
"Jue, I'm so happy to see you. " Smelling the familiar breath and feeling the familiar temperature, she felt really at ease lying in his arms.
To be able to see him again, she was really happy.
She thought, thought... ...
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... " Holding Yun Weiyang in his arms, their heads facing each other, Shi Jue said one sentence after another.
He really wanted to transfer the pain on Yang 'Er's body onto himself and bear it on her behalf.
Yun Weiyang raised her small hand with great effort and caressed Shi Jue's head. Her cheeks and lips tried hard to hold a smile. "Jue, you did well. You saved me in the end... "
Suddenly, Yun Weiyang's words stopped. Her eyes widened, but her eyes were filled with heartache.
She thought that her jue was crying.
Jue, who had never cried before, was crying because of her.
She felt a boiling hot tear flow down her neck.
Yun Weiyang could not help but hug the person beside her tightly with her small hands.
Even if Shi Jue was crying, he would not let anyone see it. Even Yun Weiyang could not do it. After a long, long time, he finally raised his head. However, there was not a trace of tears on his face. It was as if the person who was crying just now was not him.
As he held Yun Weiyang's small hand, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with the touch of his hand. His expression could not help but change. He picked up Yun Weiyang's hand and looked at it.
When he saw that her hand, which used to be fair, was now as swollen as a steamed bun, and it was black and purple, it was very ugly.
However, Shi Jue's heart ached.
He couldn't help but loosen the grip on his hands. He placed them on his lips and kissed them without any disdain. "It hurts, right, Yang 'er? " He knew without asking.
When he thought of that damned woman, a cold glint flashed across Shi jue's eyes.
Even if she was in prison, he wouldn't let her off so easily.
"It's not very painful. I'm just a little uncomfortable. " Yun Weiyang curled the corners of her lips into a smile. It was indeed not very painful now, but he could feel slight pain sometimes.
At that time, when Mo Weian's foot stepped on her hand, it was truly painful.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have broken out in cold sweat and even caught a cold.
Looking at Yang 'er who was still comforting him even though she was like this, Shi Jue felt very guilty in his heart. He tightened his arms and said, "Yang 'Er, if you're tired, just sleep for a while. You'll be better when you wake up. "
Just by looking at the blue color in her eyes, he knew that she hadn't had a good rest for a long time.
He had also seen where she was locked up. There was nothing, so how could she have a good rest.
However, Yun Weiyang only smiled. Although her eyelids were sore and she really wanted to sleep, she did not want to. It was not easy for her to finally see jue, so she wanted to watch a little longer.
It was also because she was afraid. She was afraid that if she fell asleep and woke up again, everything would be a dream.