"Bang --" the sound of violent impact, sharp elongated, Song Yu closed his eyes, ears a burst of sound.

Before she had time to feel the pain, when she wanted to cover her ears, she felt a piece of hot and humid liquid in her palm.

Another car accident. How could she be so unlucky?

has not yet finished her Tucao, her head is like exploding. Countless memories have poured into her mind, all of them are fragments, and can not make complaints about a complete story.

Then, the wound close to the heart began to cramp. Song Yu's body bent, trying to relieve the pain, but he didn't. all the blood on his face faded, his head was dizzy, and his eyes were black.

"Song Yu, are you ok?" But a distant voice came from Zhao Yue.

The sound of the police car whistle sounded, and the door on her side was pulled away from the outside. Someone tried to unfasten her seat belt and pull her out of the car, but her body seemed to be stuck. Her eyes were staring at a certain point, and her soft body did not move.

In those broken memories, she seems to see countless young and tender self, as well as countless Fu simu.

The way he smiles, the way he frowns, the way he has no expression, the way he is angry

Why is that?

Are these memories made up subconsciously, or are they her past experiences?

She's getting confused.

Chest pain almost numb, want to pull her out of the people found something wrong with her, toward the rescue people shouting: "this lady was seriously injured, have to find a way to pull her out."

Zhao bingyue, who was beside her, was also frightened. She looked at Song Yu and cried bitterly: "Song Yu, don't scare me. What's the matter with you? How can you shed so much blood? Help me?"

Song Yu felt that her voice was very noisy. She didn't have anything. She just felt that her head was going to explode and she had strong angina pectoris.

But the pain she can bear, she is not the first time these conditions, the last car accident just wake up, she is ten thousand times more painful than now.

She wants to comfort Zhao bingyue a few words, let her not worry, she just want to be quiet for a while, she just don't want to speak, she just want to bear silently, waiting for the overwhelming pain in the past.

But she can't say a word, she can't say a word, can only silently in the heart anxious, shouting let Zhao bingyue don't worry.

So tired, so tired, I don't know why, she suddenly felt very tired. Maybe there are too many fragmentary memories in her brain, which makes her unable to manage for a moment. But in a few moments, she is already exhausted.

Eyelashes tried to tremble, she tried not to fall asleep, but useless, she could not resist the overwhelming sleepiness, as if to sweep her from sleep to death.

She's not going to die, is she?

This idea suddenly appeared in Song Yu's head. It was a little funny and sad. She didn't even know who these messy memories belonged to. She didn't know who she was. She didn't have time to say goodbye to Fu simu. How could she die?

It should not be so hasty.

She laughed at herself, then closed her eyes, completely closed the consciousness of communicating with the outside world, and fell into the unconscious darkness.

"Song Yu -" Zhao bingyue's heartbreaking cry rang out in her ears, but she couldn't hear it.

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