ex boyfriend broke my leg

"Thank you, big brother!!" I looked up at the big brother who was cooking in surprise, and thanked him.

The eldest brother waved his hand blankly, motioning for me to leave quickly.

I happily shook my wheelchair and turned away, looking for a seat, planning to pick a quiet place to enjoy my big strawberries quietly.

Suddenly, there was a burst of warm applause and cheers from the crowd.

What's the situation, is this a party?Talking and laughing, is someone performing a show?

"There are enough vegetables and fruits in the cafeteria today. Let's all be happy together." I only vaguely heard this sentence, and then the crowd dispersed with a bang, and rushed to the dining area.

Although it is lively, it is very orderly, spontaneously queuing up to pick up meals.

I looked down at the solitary strawberry on my dinner plate, and felt that it was just like me, a lonely and poor strawberry. No matter how big this strawberry was, one strawberry would not be enough. Could it be possible to pick it up again after eating it?

Wow, when I thought about it, I immediately became excited and didn't worry about it. I just picked up the big strawberry and wanted to eat it in one bite, but someone ran past me and bumped into my shoulder. After flying out, Gulu was far away.

I don't know whether to chase and scold the person just now, or to chase my strawberry, I want to cry but have no tears, I want to cry because of the shock of the facts in front of me.

"Hey, be careful not to step on your feet, strawberry! Strawberry!!!" I watched several people speeding past my strawberry's head, almost stepping on it into a pool of blood.Not caring about hurting the spring and autumn, he threw the dinner plate in his hand on the nearby dining table, and hurriedly turned the wheelchair and ran there.

Fortunately, God has not driven me to a dead end. I bent down to pick up strawberries that were still intact. Because of the height of the wheelchair, it was a bit difficult. on my hand.

Sin! ! ! !

My hand lost its strength in pain, and a puddle of blood in my hand slapped onto the ground. I struggled to straighten up and sit down, holding my hand with black footprints on the back of my hand and red juice on the palm, the pain was sore. Inhale straight.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you alright!!" The visitor rushed back to me and bent down to look.

My face was pale from the pain, I raised my head and looked at him with a frown.

He froze for a moment, then turned his head to look at my wheelchair and then at my person, his throat seemed to be choked up suddenly, he couldn't move up and down, he didn't seem to be apologizing, and he didn't even apologize, his face seemed to be worse than mine. ugly.

I knew he must have recognized me, and my anger turned into embarrassment immediately. I turned my head and said with a pale face that it was all right.I was about to turn the wheelchair with one hand, but the man grabbed my "bloody" arm in mid-air and touched my slightly swollen little finger.

"Hiss~ Do you still have something to do?" I pulled my arm back, put it back in front of me, and looked at the man warily.

The man stared at me blankly and didn't respond for a moment.

I took the opportunity to quickly turn the wheelchair and was about to leave.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Feng Yu walking towards him...

He is wearing a green camouflage uniform. The hair I shaved off has grown a short stubble and turned into a round inch. He has a mechanical prosthetic arm reinstalled on his right hand. He has a straight posture and looks like a soldier. , was smiling and chatting with the people around him while walking.

He is back safely! ! !Did he beat Wells? ? ! !

My first instinct was to call him.

But seeing his father walking with him beside him, he was discouraged as soon as the word "Feng Yu" came to his lips, and only called him softly with a volume that he could hear.

Feng Yu seemed to hear it, but he suddenly turned his head as soon as I finished speaking. I was so frightened that I drifted, and turned the wheelchair 180 degrees on the spot.

The footsteps behind me are getting closer and closer, and the sound of each footstep is infinitely amplified, as if knocking on my heart.

"Sir!" The man next to me took a goose step beside me and saluted.

I was so scared that my back tightened.I feel like sitting on pins and needles, I don't know how to go.

Hearing Feng Yu's familiar voice, he said with a smile, "Why are you standing here? Why don't you go to cook, but there is some fruit today, if you go late, you will be snatched up by these hungry wolves."

The man seemed a little embarrassed, hesitated and didn't speak.

I retreated in my heart, praying that this person would never bring the topic to me.

"What's wrong?" Feng Yu asked understandingly.

"I, I stepped on someone's hand and was about to apologize..."

"No need!" I yelled hastily, turning the wheelchair and leaving quickly, regardless of the pain in my hand.

Suddenly a hand grabbed my wrist, I pulled back subconsciously, Feng Yu stepped forward, pulled my hand in front of his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Bleeding?"

I looked up at him in embarrassment, and said softly, "No, this is strawberry juice."

Feng Yu's frown was loosened, and he seemed a little embarrassed, so he let go of my hand.

I pursed my lips, feeling at a loss.His eyes dodged, and he secretly looked at Feng Yu once in a while.

A person came forward suddenly, and I lowered my head suddenly like a guilty conscience. As far as I could see, I saw that person took the hand that Feng Yu hadn't let go, and smiled on top of my head: "Dr. Ying, it's been a long time not see."

I stared helplessly at the hands that were holding each other, and my mind went blank for a moment.

The man stretched out his free hand in front of me: "It seems that Dr. Ying is so forgetful, we met at the Survivor Base before, and I also arranged for you a chance to observe the zombies up close."

"Ah..." My eyes were still fixed on the pair of hands that were holding each other, and I almost didn't pay attention to what the man was saying.

The man smiled. It was just an ordinary gesture of holding hands, but it slowly turned into clasped fingers! ! ! !

"!!!"

I think my face should be twisted into a bun!Seeing that Feng Yu didn't resist at all, and let that person hold hands in different ways... My heart is almost broken, it hurts more than seeing strawberries rotten.

I raised my head to look at that person in a daze, and unexpectedly he looked very familiar...

His hair is a little longer and tied into a small knot at the back of his head. His eyes are hidden behind the lenses. He has double eyelids, but they are not very big. He has a high nose bridge, thin lips, and is white and tall. He wears a white coat and has a mean face. ! !

The most important point: Standing with Feng Yu is not a good match at all! ! ! !

He wanted to shake hands with me, and he stretched out his right hand, but my right hand was just stepped on, and it hurt so much, I didn't want to shake hands with him at all.

He just kept stretching like that, and I was a little angry. Looking at my hand, which was still stained with strawberry juice and dust from the soles of my shoes, I held it up angrily, rubbed against his palm viciously, and said dryly: "You good."

Feng Yu seemed a little disgusted at his mentioning that matter, frowned and pulled his hand away from the one that was holding him.

My eyes followed Feng Yu's hand, and finally I looked a little better. I raised the corners of my mouth and looked at him.

He raised his eyebrows and didn't care much, but still smiled, glanced at Feng Yu, then at me, like a proud peacock, no, at most it's a fighting rooster! !Squinting his eyes and smiling, he said, "Hi, let me introduce myself formally. My name is Song Mingjing, Feng Yu's fiance."

The corner of my mouth drooped when I just raised it, and I withdrew my hand, dragging the swollen little finger, and gasped.I secretly turned my head to glance at Feng Yu, but Feng Yu didn't look at me, he looked at the people behind him, and said calmly and self-possessively, "Father, let's go, I have to go to see my mother."

Feng Yu's father probably nodded, passed by me without stopping, and left first, Feng Yu and the others followed.

Song Mingjing looked at Feng Yu's back and said braggingly, "By the way, I have to go see my aunt."

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped my soiled hands, then handed the handkerchief to me, and said with a smile: "Dr. Ying, you can wipe it too."

He turned around and left, I watched him trot to catch up with Feng Yu, walked side by side to him, and took Feng Yu's hand hanging by his side.

I wiped my palms blankly with a handkerchief, and watched the figures of that group of people walk out of the cafeteria.

Sighing, he turned around the wheelchair, wrapped the strawberries that fell on the ground with a handkerchief, and wiped the floor where the juice was splashed.

The author says:

Doctor Song finally has a name!