Just as he was thinking about it, Lu Wenwen outside the window suddenly waved to Ren Qiaoan, motioning for her to come over.

In accordance with the principle, go to the artificial site under the bright sun, just exit the gate of the safe passage, and enter the "war zone".

Suddenly I felt a pain in my forehead, and a blood-red color spread in front of my eyes.

"If I tell you to come, just come. No dog will obey you." Lu Wenwen held her paintball gun, pointed it at her, and smiled quite evilly.

At this moment, Ren Qiaoan was sure that his hunch was correct.

It turns out that Lu Wenwen was targeting her.

"Since you're here, come and play with us, otherwise I won't have any sense of achievement even if I win." Lu Wenwen said the most heart-wrenching words with the most innocent smile, raised her hand and fired again.

When she said win, she might be talking about winning this battle, or she might be talking about beating Zhao Wangsheng.

Paintball guns do not hurt people, but the impact of the paintballs exploding on the skin is still a little painful.

The first red paintball hit her eyebrows. Ren Qiaoan had just reacted, but before she could wipe it off with her hands, the second paintball followed, hitting the back of Ren Qiaoan's hand that was wiping her face.

This time, it hurt a little, and she felt that the skin on the back of her hand was rotten.

Opposite her, Lu Wenwen's camp saw a man standing up from the shelter beside her. He smiled without doubting his good intentions, and aimed at Ren Qiaoan and fired.

The pain on the back of his hand was more obvious than that on his forehead. They used paintballs as well as other things. Ren Qiaoan immediately retracted his hand. Unable to hide it, he hid his hand under his arm.

She will be a doctor in the future and her hands cannot be injured.

The previous attack hadn't ended yet, and the subsequent attack had begun again. Now, not only Lu Wenwen's camp, but also Zhao Wangsheng's camp, there were also people deliberately attacking her, but she didn't know whether it was one person or a group of people.

Attacked from both front and back, this also meant that Ren Qiaoan had nowhere to hide.

On her first day here, she was still in the probation period. She was still wearing her own T-shirt and medium pants. A lot of skin was hit by the paintballs. She was standing on a plain in the venue, and there was no shelter even if she wanted to hide.

.

Both companies are hiding Lu Wenwen's people, and they work together to bully Lu Wenwen on her behalf.

Ren Qiaoan held up his head and looked in the direction of Zhao Wangsheng amidst the hail of bullets. The colleagues around Zhao Wangsheng all stood up. They put away their guns and looked at her worriedly, but no one dared to step forward to help her stop her.

Lu Wenwen.

But Zhao Wangsheng just stood there, his hand holding the gun lowered, and he stood quietly watching her being beaten.

It didn't hurt her at all, but she was the one who hurt her the most.

…

That year, she had a birthday in May and took the college entrance examination in June.

He sneaked back from college and climbed over the wall to enter the high school where she was studying, just to give her the strawberry cake he made by himself, and to ask her to understand that he was a poor student now and had little money.

But he is very cute. In addition to a strawberry cake, he also has a box of washed strawberries as her birthday gift.

"There is no other way. Let's buy an extra pound of strawberries as a gift first. When I have income later, I will make up for it all for you." Zhao Wangsheng's fair face had a subtle blush, and he looked a little embarrassed.

Prices in the capital were very expensive, and he basically paid for his college education by himself. Being able to buy a pound of strawberries to make cakes for her was already a big expense.

The strawberries looked ruddy and attractive, but they didn't taste very good, but Ren Qiao An liked them.

Zhao Wangsheng looked at the cake, his eyes twinkling: "Qiaoqiao, you are eighteen years old today. When you turn eighteen, we won't be too young."

It's not growing up, it's the most intimate relationship between a man and a woman.

Ren Qiaoan did not say that it was her most satisfying year. She had Zhao Wangsheng, was admitted to the National Medical University, and left a home she did not want to return to.

In the years to come, she doesn't want gifts. She just wants the same strawberry cake as before, with more strawberries than she can put on the table, and that particularly earthy lotus lantern.

But now, the bracelet she bought in May did not appear on her birthday. It was engraved with someone else's name and appeared in someone else's hand. The other person asked her to keep it for her.

Keep it for you.

Ren Qiaoan suddenly understood what Miss Lu meant. She was declaring her sovereignty to her, and Zhao Wangsheng and the bracelet could be kept by her on her behalf.

And keeping it for you means returning it to her.

She looked at Zhao Wangsheng, who was stubborn and refused to dodge or beg for mercy. His whole body was covered in colorful paint, coupled with the inexplicable pain, waiting for his final decision or sentence.

Until Zhao Wangsheng slowly raised his hand, faced her, and pulled the trigger.

That was the most painful blow. Among the countless paintballs, Ren Qiaoan felt this one and hit her chest.

…

"Wangsheng, look at the position of the heart here."

She held a diagram of the human body's veins, asked Zhao Wangsheng to lie down, and "practiced" the blood vessel trends on his body. She held a red water-washed crayon in her hand and drew a bright red blood vessel along his veins.

It is connected to the brain and spreads to the limbs.

"This is very important for blood vessels. If it is not safe, people will lose their lives." They looked at the blood vessel marks all over Zhao Wangsheng's body in front of the full-length mirror. Ren Qiaoan was held by Zhao Wangsheng's hand, and a red pen was drawn on the heart.

One heart.

"I believe Dr. Ren will protect this blood vessel for life. It will always be healthy, support my life, and be with Dr. Ren forever." Zhao Wangsheng smiled and walked to the bathroom with Ren Qiaoan in his arms.

"It's enough that the blood vessels are in my heart. Please clean them for me first."

Forever, together.

…

It seems to be an illusion. After Zhao Wangsheng's shot, the hail of bullets also ended.

The sun was very strong, and Ren Qiaoan was already dizzy from the sun. In addition, she didn't know who kept hitting her on the head. She was already at the end of her strength, and she managed to hold herself together and not fall down.

That shot by Zhao Wangsheng became the last shot that killed her.

Ren Qiaoan couldn't hold on anymore, the back of her head hurt sharply, her eyesight turned black, and she fell forward.

There is Zhao Wangsheng in front of him, and he will not remain indifferent.

However, her forehead came into contact with the hard earth, and a stone scratched her forehead. Ren Qiaoan was forced to wake up by the sting of the wound again.

"Hey, how are you?"

Someone ran over to ask her from behind, but Ren Qiaoan just shook his head, struggled to get up despite the pain, silently unfolded his hand, handed the key in his hand to Lu Wenwen, and said: "Miss Lu, your safe key."

Lu Wenwen initially pretended to care about her, but when she saw the key in her hand, she took a step back in disgust and said in disgust: "Wang Sheng, help me get it, it's a bit dirty."

Dirty?

It's not dirty. Ren Qiaoan only has paint on the back of her hands, but not in the palms of her hands. She values ​​her hands so much that she won't let them get hurt.

Ren Qiaoan closed his eyes, turned around, and handed the key to Zhao Wangsheng.

Zhao Wangsheng frowned and took the safe key from her palm with one hand. There was no skin contact between them.

Ren Qiaoan thanked him: "Thank you."
Chapter completed!