Report to the lady! The young masters are madly infatuated with a village girl

The school was still some distance away, so Yang Xining would always arrive early with a bag on his back, jogging to school.

This can also help you exercise.

The alleys were very quiet in the morning. There were few people on the streets, only some vehicles coming and going, and vendors preparing to set up their stalls.

This was also his most comfortable moment because those four followers were not around.

Feeling his cell phone vibrating in his trouser pocket, he slowed down his pace and took it out to take a look.

The word "Li" suddenly appeared on the screen.

He frowned, and after realizing who it was, he picked up the phone and said in a deep voice, "Mo Junli, you secretly changed the notes on my phone again."

Last night, while Yang Xining was sleeping, Mo Junli secretly changed the name of Yang Xining's contact on his phone to a more intimate one: "Mo Junli".

"Haha, brother, what's our relationship? Don't worry about this. Where are you now? I'll give you a ride."

"No need, I'm almost there!" After saying that, Yang Xining hung up the phone.

I guess these four 'dog-skin plasters' are driving their sports cars around the streets looking for him.

Hearing the sound of a sports car whizzing in the distance, he quickly hid aside.

Sure enough, in less than a minute, four sports cars whizzed past.

After they all drove away, Yang Xining, who was hiding behind a pile of abandoned cargo racks, breathed a sigh of relief.

If I keep avoiding them like this, I'll be late for school again.

He looked up at the sky helplessly and murmured, "God, if I really did something in my previous life, you should take me away instead of sending these four bastards to punish me."

After venting his emotions, Yang Xining lowered his head and found a stray puppy under his heels.

He stared at it with an unconscious frown.

The stray puppy seemed to like him very much. It stared at him with its bright eyes, wagged its tail and barked softly twice.

Yang Xining was touched by its cuteness. He opened his bag, took out the breakfast he had prepared, and placed two steamed dumplings in front of it.

The stray puppy lowered its head, sniffed, and then started eating.

Yang Xining stroked its puppy's head twice, "It's a pity that my dad is allergic to dog hair, otherwise I would take you back. But I have to go to school, Xiao Xiugou, you can eat slowly."

He stood up, still looking at the stray puppy with a lingering look.

I didn't notice at all that a truck carrying vegetables was approaching from the side.

The driver might have slept too late last night, so he was a little groggy when he woke up this morning. By the time he noticed there was a student in front of him, he could no longer stop the car.

In an instant, Yang Xining was knocked out.

The moment he fell, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he uttered a few fragmented words: "Fuck, I... I really... did something bad."

His eyelids were drooping and he was so sleepy.

Then his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

And the stray puppy just now had a strange light coming out of its body.

Then he transformed into a human form and slowly approached the unconscious Yang Xining.

He murmured, "I'm sorry."

Mo Junli's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He looked up and found that his brother had not come to school yet.

A mobile phone rang, he picked up the phone and saw it was Father Yang, he answered: "Hello, Uncle Yang!"

After a moment, he froze and the phone slipped from his hand.

It fell to the ground and the phone screen shattered into pieces!

When Mo Junli and other three rushed to the hospital, the operating room showed that the patient was still receiving emergency treatment.

Yang Mingjun sat dejectedly in the hospital corridor, not saying a word.

"Uncle Yang, how are you, brother?" Yan Tian spoke first.

"The situation is not optimistic, and rescue efforts are still underway!" Upon hearing the news that Yang Xining was hit by a car, Yang Mingjun instantly aged ten years.

"What happened?" Lu Xinghan's eyes suddenly widened, unable to believe that his brother was fine this morning, yet he was hit.

"The police have detained the owner of the car that caused the accident. I heard that he stayed up all night last night playing mahjong, and got up early this morning to deliver groceries." Yang Mingjun's eyes were red with anger. He clenched his fists on his knees and said in pain with gritted teeth.

"Damn it!" Qi Lin suddenly punched the wall.

A hint of viciousness flashed in Mo Junli's eyes.

The door of the operating room opened, and several people in white coats came out. The surgeon had a blank expression on his face and sighed at them: "I'm sorry, I tried my best!"

Mo Junli's mind went blank in an instant, he staggered, his tall figure leaned weakly against the wall, and a layer of mist gradually appeared in his eyes.

Yan Tian’s face was pale. He pressed his chest and felt that he was having difficulty breathing.

Qi Lin, the youngest among the group, even collapsed to the ground, shouting in despair, "Brother! Brother!"

Lu Xinghan grabbed the doctor's collar, stared at him, and said angrily: "What do you mean by trying your best? I order you to save him! Save him quickly, or I will bury your whole family with him!"

"Calm down, calm down. The man is barely conscious and his life is slowly draining away. If you go in now, maybe you can see him for the last time."

As soon as he finished speaking, several people passed by him like a gust of wind.

He looked at Yang Mingjun, who was still sitting on the chair with his head down, and reached out to pat his shoulder: "My condolences!"

Yang Mingjun raised his honest face, his lips were tightly pursed and his red eyes were filled with pain.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't escape it. He thought that if she left, Yang Xining would stay with him forever.

He can get married and have children normally, and enjoy the happiness of family life with a group of grandchildren around him.

Still, no?

Several people entered the emergency room and felt inexplicably suffocated.

The operating table was completely shrouded in an aura of death.

And brother, just lying there.

At this moment, with a "beep", the electrocardiogram suddenly stopped.

Mo Junli suddenly felt weak all over, as if he had been drained of energy. He collapsed to the ground, closed his eyes, and tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

"elder brother!"

Brother, you didn't even want to give us the chance to see you for the last time.

Yan Tian covered his face and burst into tears.

Lu Xinghan's tears also fell drop by drop.

Qi Lin clenched his fists tightly. At this moment, it was the first time that he didn't dare to get close to his brother.

He pressed his chest and exhaled and inhaled deeply. He felt his heart tightening and even breathing was difficult. He didn't know how long this pain would last.

But he knew that he would never be well again.