Feed Me
Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Yan Shanyue's breathing became weak and shallow.
Mingzhu's legs were stuck in the gap between the door and the seat, and she couldn't move. She said, "Mom, Mom, wake up!"
Mingzhu moved her body and reached out to push Yan Shanyue, but the latter didn't respond.
Mingzhu gritted her teeth and pulled out her legs forcibly. Then she unfastened her seat belt to rescue Yan Shanyue. She shouted, "Mom, wake up! You're scaring me!"
Mingzhu's face was covered with blood and tears, the latter which rolled down her cheeks.
The air smelled like gasoline.
Mingzhu took a deep breath and quickened the movement of her hands.
It was the middle of the night, and there were no pedestrians on the road at all.
The drivers of the two trucks were silent and did not leave their vehicles.
With extreme effort, Mingzhu dragged Yan Shanyue out of the car.
Yan Shanyue and Mingzhu rolled into the grass on the edge of the road together.