C544 Dead Is That Right
C544 Dead Is That Right
This is the only thing I can do right now, to persist.
But I also don't know how long I can last. My body is really at my limit. Perhaps in the next second, Su Yiyi and I will fall directly from the roof.
I really don't know when this time will come.
My body has really reached its limit.
Under extreme fear and extreme nervousness, the speed at which sweat is secreting will increase drastically, just like now.
However, for the current us, this is definitely a very bad thing.
Su Yiyi's slender arm was originally very smooth and tender, and the sweat on my palm made it exceptionally difficult for me to grab Su Yiyi's wrist.
Vaguely, I felt Su Yiyi's small hand sliding slowly in my palm, as if it was falling downwards.
That feeling made my heart tremble and I involuntarily increased my strength.
However, the more I exerted my strength, the more I was unable to grab onto that slippery wrist.
I only heard Su Yiyi scream and her body involuntarily began to fall downwards.
That scene also made me tremble in fear. My fingers moved randomly, wanting to grab onto anything that I could. Suddenly, my fingers seemed to have touched something and instinctively grabbed with force.
A burst of impact came.
The bodies of Su Yiyi and I started to shake violently once again.
Finally, we caught it.
That was a rope, right? It was a nylon rope that was tied to Su Yiyi's wrist. Compared to Su Yiyi's wrist, this rope was much rougher. Who would have thought that in the end, it was this rope that saved Su Yiyi's life.
Only a few fingers were desperately hooked onto the nylon rope, making me feel as if these fingers were about to break. It was burning with pain.
At the same time, a strong sense of anger emerged in my heart.
Why, why haven't those policemen come over yet? Why haven't they come up yet?
Actually, I'm also very clear that my request is a little too much.
After all, this is a building with more than 30 floors. Even if those policemen were to desperately run up, it would still take some time.
However, time is too much of a torture for me right now.
Almost every second felt like a year.
I really don't know how much longer I can hold on. All the way until now, I'm relying on that breath in my body to hold on. My already tattered body is already exhausted.
Just as I feel that I can't hold on any longer, suddenly, I see a figure appearing on the roof and running towards me with all his might.
My eyes have completely turned gray. I can no longer see the appearance of the person who came. I can't even tell whether that person is a man or a woman.
I could only see the figure running over quickly and grabbing my arm, as if trying to pull me up.
However, this person's strength seems to be insufficient. He is unable to pull the weight of Su Yiyi and I up.
At this moment, I suddenly felt an unknown strength. A roar suddenly came from my throat as my right hand tightly held onto the edge. The left hand that was holding onto the rope suddenly felt a strength in it. He forcefully pulled Su Yiyi's body.
Although it was not enough to send Su Yiyi to the roof.
At least, he could barely reach the palm of a person.
"Save her first..." A voice squeezed out from his throat in a daze.
The figure seemed to be stunned for a moment and then subconsciously grabbed the rope on Su Yiyi's wrist.
At this moment, I am finally sure that Su Yiyi is safe.
She is finally safe.
The originally tense nerves finally broke at this moment.
That breath that had been stifled until now finally dispersed.
A long sigh came out from his mouth.
When the breath dissipated, when his tense body relaxed, the intense fatigue, the unbearable feeling of overdrawing, as well as the heart-piercing pain all over his body, all surged up in that instant.
His body could no longer hold on. His right hand, which was covered in blood, finally loosened at this moment.
His body began to fall towards the ground.
The moment my body fell down, I seemed to hear two screams.
However, I could no longer hear anything. My head was dizzy. Then, it suddenly turned pitch black and I lost consciousness.
Am I dead?
I don't know.
I don't know if I'm dead or alive right now.
I can't feel my body at all. In my trance, my consciousness seems to be floating in the air, floating in the clouds.
Many scenes that I have already forgotten before are flashing continuously in front of me.
I think of my childhood.
The days when I and my grandfather depended on each other.
I thought of the days when I was young and was looked down upon by other children because I was poor. When he was bullied by other children, he was pressed to the ground and beaten up. Then, he took away the few cents I had on me, and was even scolded by those people that I was poor. I cried.
Then, Grandpa appeared and kicked the children one by one, causing them to all fall to the ground. He even broke the arm of the child who scolded me.
The parents of the children called the police to block Grandpa and ask him to compensate them.
However, his grandfather only straightened his neck. He didn't want money, but he wanted his life.
He was already over 60 years old, so the police couldn't do anything about it.
In front of the police, his grandfather directly threatened the parents of the children. He took good care of the little brat in your family. If he dared to bully my grandson again, I would chop him up with a knife.
Towards this kind of person who was careless and messed up, they were a little afraid.
Then, his grandfather taught me a lesson, saying that I'm crying like a woman. As a man, what's there to cry about? If someone hits you, then hit me back. Even if you can't beat me, you have to hit me. It doesn't matter even if you beat me to death. In any case, you're only nine years old, so what's there to be afraid of?
I still remember the bitter and speechless expressions on the faces of those policemen at that time.
Is there anyone who educates their own grandson like this?
But ever since then, no child has ever dared to bully me.
Grandpa really likes to smoke. He has to smoke a lot every day, coughing as he smokes. Sometimes, he even cough up blood.
Grandpa went to the hospital once, and that was the only time grandpa went to the hospital. After he was discharged from the hospital, Grandpa stopped smoking.
Since then, Grandpa's personality seemed to have changed. He became silent and would look at me for a long time without saying anything.
Grandpa had been a smoker for decades. He would quit whenever he wanted to. He never smoked a single cigarette. Sometimes, when I saw Grandpa addicted to smoking, I would walk around in the room at night, scratching my ears and cheeks, unable to sleep.
On my ninth birthday, I ate my first birthday cake in my life.
Small, ten yuan, in a cup.
It was super delicious!
I ate very happily. Grandpa just watched me smile, smile, and cry from the side.
Seeing Grandpa cry, I panicked a little. I thought Grandpa also wanted to eat the cake, so I gave it to him.
In the end, Grandpa just wiped his tears and pushed the cake back for me to eat.
Then, my grandfather smiled and said to me, "In the future, you have to live well by yourself."
I was very curious. I tilted my head and looked at my grandfather. Why should I be alone? We have to live together forever...
As I spoke, Grandpa's rough and wrinkled hands touched my head. His dry hands hugged my small body. I felt that my head was filled with Grandpa's muddy tears.