Chapter 130： A wave of unrest (2/2)

Maybe, Lan Lan is still alive in self-blame.

"But even if I have to part, I want to see her again."

She has something to say to Han Weilan.

After watching Qingqing steadily for a long time, Fu Heng looked away until the store brought their snacks.

"If you insist, I will arrange a meeting for you."

As long as it is her request, he will not refuse.

"Thank you." Knowing that Fu Heng had made a big concession for himself, Qingqing smiled gratefully and graciously served him with vegetables.

"You eat, eat quickly, or it will be cold."

After the two agreed, they would date as usual. They shared food together, put on the couple hair ties bought from the stalls childishly together, and took various funny group photos together.

The smile on his face was never gone until the end of the game.

Until the middle of the moon, Qingqing took Fu Heng's big hand in a good mood and prepared to go home.

Fu Heng went and drove the car over, while she stood by the road waiting for him.

Waiting boringly, Qingqing shook the fairy light stick she bought to play with, and suddenly a familiar figure dangled in front of her eyes.

"Huh, blue?"

Qingqing took a closer look, isn't that the Han Weilan she was talking about before?

Han Weilan was wearing simple casual clothes, standing at a distance in front of a store, beside him stood a tall man with a bad face.

The distance between the two was very close. You don't need to guess Qingqing to know that Han Weilan knew that man.

It's just that she is so far away that she can't hear what the two people are saying.

But looking at their posture, I would like to know that it is not a very pleasant topic.

"Have you quarreled?" Qingqing whispered and walked into them subconsciously.

At this moment, Han Weilan didn't know what she had said to the man, and suddenly threw off his arm in annoyance, turned and strode away.

Coincidentally, the direction of walking was the road Qingqing walked past.

The two approached face to face, not wanting to find it difficult for each other.

When she saw Qingqing, Han Weilan was taken aback, as if she could not expect to see her here.

But then, her pupils tightened, her face changed drastically, and she suddenly rushed towards Qingqing: "Quickly get away!"

"Dududu..."

"Ahhhhh!"

"Boom!"

The sirens of the cars, the screams of the crowd, and the loud sound at the end touched the hearts of the two men at the same time.

Regardless of even closing the car door, Fu Heng rushed over quickly, lifted the Qingqing who fell to the ground, and hugged him tightly.

Qingqing could clearly feel the trembling, not she was trembling, but the man holding her tightly.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, thanks to Lan Lan for saving me, I didn't suffer any injuries."

He patted Fu Heng's wide back comfortably, remembering Han Weilan, who had just rushed to save her life, Qingqing immediately turned her head, and saw that she was also held tightly in her arms by a man, almost unable to breathe. Get angry.

The man's face was very pale, his forehead was cold with sweat, and his whole body was still trembling. That state might be similar to Fu Heng's.

Not because they are weak, but because they care too much about the person in their arms.

I cared that whenever there was a little sign of losing them, I was so scared that I couldn't control myself.

Qingqing comforted Fu Heng for a while, but finally coaxed him to let go.

She turned her head and walked to Han Weilan, worried: "Lanlan, are you okay?"

The moment was too thrilling, Qingqing didn't even know what happened, so Han Weilan threw herself to the ground.

When she got up, she realized that a broken car had crashed into a store, and it was still blowing smoke.

This is not the point, the point is the direction of the car...

Qingqing's face was pale, it was where she had just stood.

Without Han Weilan, I am afraid she would have to lie on the ground now.

No, it should be dead.

Was it an accident, or was someone trying to kill her?

"Dingling bell..." Qingqing's cell phone rang suddenly.

She tremblingly answered the phone, and a low, hoarse voice came from the other side: "It's a pity, why don't you die?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." He threw the phone abruptly, Qingqing almost collapsed and covered his head, crouched down all over, tears streaming out uncontrollably.

Why... Why did you kill me?

Why did you kill me?

"Qingqing!" Fu Heng hugged her tightly, patted her back comfortably with his big hand, trying to calm her almost collapsed mood.

Qingqing firmly grasped Fu Heng's collar, his hands were tight, and the veins on his head were violent, with a trance: "She...she wants to kill me!"

As soon as the words fell, she softened and suddenly fell into a coma.

"Qing Qing...Qing Qing..."

Fu Heng hugged Qingqing anxiously, leading her to the direction of the car.

He has to take her to the hospital, they have to go to the hospital.