"Shameless, bastard......" Qing Huan looked up at him angrily, raised his hand and prepared to give him another slap.

Who knew that Frank grabbed her hand and lowered his face, "That's how you treat the benefactor who saved you kindly?"

Qing Huan couldn't listen, struggled to break his hand away, and said angrily, "Save me, you liar, this is the headquarters of the student union, why did you appear here? You just happened to save me?"

"Don't you know? I'm a member of this community. Frank held his forehead and said helplessly, "I happened to be free last night, and I came over to have a fun when I knew that the club had an orientation ceremony, but I didn't expect to meet you being taken upstairs unconsciously, so I followed you and saved you in time, otherwise you should rush to the police station at this time." ”

"But haven't you already graduated and worked, how can you still be a member here?" Qing Huan was stunned for a moment, and looked at him suspiciously.

"This kind of club in the school is also called a brotherhood, as long as you don't take the initiative to quit, you will be a brother for one day, you will be a brother for life. Frank rubbed his face, which had just been slapped inexplicably, and spoke with some pout.

Qing Huan didn't speak, and only raised his head after a while: "Should I believe you?"

"It's really kind to be a donkey's liver and lungs, if you don't believe it, you can ask Joan, she was with me at the time. Frank shouted a little unbearably, he didn't expect that he would rarely have the leisure to be a good person, but he would be wronged like this afterwards.

"Joan is there too?" Qing Huan looked at him in surprise.

"Of course, you haven't woken up, she left first if she had something, leaving me here to guard you. ”

Qing Huan was stunned, her mouth moved, and she whispered after a while: "I'll go back and ask her later, if it's true, I'll apologize to you." ”

"I can't stand you idiot, let's go, let's get out of here first. Frank rolled his eyes and walked out the door.

Qing Huan silently followed behind him.

It was almost 7 a.m., the sky was already a little white, and when they went downstairs they could still see the mess left over from last night's party, all kinds of wine bottles lying crookedly on the ground, and the scraps of food and snacks, the walls, tables and chairs were full of colorful marks, and they didn't know what they were.

Others were probably too drunk, lying staggered on the couch and on the floor, unaware of the outside world's interference.

Qing Huan carefully bypassed the wine bottles and people on the ground, and at the same time tried to hold his breath, because the smell floating in the air was really indescribable.

Walking out of the white house, Frank walked towards a sports car parked on the side of the road, Qing Huan stood in place for a moment, and then walked in the direction of the school gate.

Just a few steps away, he heard the sound of the heavy engine of the sports car behind him, and then Frank poked his head out of the window, "Get in the car, I'll send you back, you can't call a car at this time, it's still so far from the school gate......"

"No, thank you, I can walk back myself. Qing Huan opened his mouth lightly without looking back, still stubbornly walking forward, without any intention of stopping.

Frank seemed to be irritated by her unappreciative attitude, and no longer continued to persuade her to get into the car, but turned his head and slammed on the accelerator, whistling forward.

When Qing Huan returned to the apartment, he heard the sound of Su Jing rushing downstairs from the room, and when she saw her, Su Jing was obviously relieved, and hurriedly took her hand and said, "You didn't come back last night, and no one answered your call, I'm worried that I'm dead, nothing happened, right?"

"Nothing, just got drunk and slept all night at the club headquarters. Qing Huan smiled reluctantly.

"Is there really nothing?" Su Jing glanced at her with some suspicion, and said in a slightly solemn tone, "If something happens, you must tell me......"

"Don't worry, it's really just drunk. Qing Huan smiled and patted the back of her hand, "After tossing all night, I was a little tired, so I went up to take a shower and sleep first." ”

Su Jing glanced at her thoughtfully, didn't say anything more, nodded, and went upstairs with her.

After taking a shower, Qing Huan sat on the bed a little weakly, wiped his still wet hair with a towel, stared at the white wall opposite in a daze, and there was no real emotion on his face.

I checked myself a little when I was taking a shower just now, and there was really no discomfort in my body, she actually believed most of what Frank said, but recalling the chaotic scene last night, and the kind of danger she was in, Qing Huan still had palpitations. If Frank hadn't happened to see her and kindly saved her, what would have happened next? Would she still be able to sit in her room at this moment?

After blowing dry her hair, Qing Huan forced herself to close her eyes and continue to sleep for a while, thinking that she should have difficulty sleeping, but she didn't expect that it didn't take long for her consciousness to gradually begin to blur. She dreamed again that she was back in the dim room of last night, in the darkness her body seemed to be violently suppressed by a heavy object, unable to move, unable to breathe, and felt that her wrist was strangled by the struggle, she wanted to cry out for help, but found that she could not make a sound, her throat seemed to be pinched, no matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't scream.

At that moment, Qing Huan almost thought that she was already in hell, she panicked in her heart, desperately trying to break free from this bondage. But no matter how hard I tried, it was still useless.

Just when Qinghuan was a little desperate, a pleasant bell rang suddenly, waking her up from her dream.

After the feeling of being fixed in her whole body disappeared, she immediately sat up with a carp, gasping for breath, and after a long time, she slowly turned her head to look at the mobile phone placed on the bedside table, the ringtone continued, it was the alarm she set before she went to bed, and she had to go to the café to work part-time today.

Qing Huan turned off the alarm clock and touched his forehead, only to find that his forehead was already densely covered with a thin layer of sweat. She lay back a little weakly, her hands grasping the sheets beneath her, and a line of hot tears ran down her cheeks as she turned her head.

When it was almost noon, Qing Huan still dragged his tired body downstairs, ready to go out to work, the cruelty of life is that no matter what you have experienced before, how bad things have been, no one will sympathize with you, if you disrupt the rhythm of your life because of this, then the person who will bear the consequences will always be yourself.

For example, if she can't go to work today because of what happened last night, the manager will only express temporary regret about what happened to her, and in the end she will still be the one who will be replaced, and at the end of the month, she will be the one who has no living expenses.

Qing Huan rubbed her swollen temples, shook her head vigorously, kept her mind clear, and then went to the kitchen to get a bottle of mineral water, and walked towards the door, before she opened the door, she heard a rush of footsteps from the stairs behind her, she glanced back, but found that it was Joan.

Joan was wearing a coat and ran down quickly, with an angry look on her face, this was the first time Qing Huan had seen her so emotionally exposed, she always had a very indifferent expression on weekdays, as if no matter what happened around her, it would not cause a trace of waves on her face.

Before Qing Huan could ask her what was wrong, he saw that she had flashed in front of her, and he didn't greet her, and then he opened the door and rushed out, and in a few blinks of an eye, he couldn't see anyone.

It wasn't until the afternoon that Qing Huan knew that the reason why Joan rushed out in such a hurry was because she was in a hurry to deal with the affairs of the club, because she received a call at noon that there was a problem with the orientation ceremony last night - a girl was found breathless in that white house. The initial diagnosis was due to sudden cardiac infarction and death due to alcohol and drug intake exceeding the body's tolerable levels.

When the accident happened, the people around thought she was drunk and lying there sleeping, so they didn't pay attention to her, and she didn't move at noon until noon today.

After the incident, all the people who had contact with this girl that night were called by the police to record a record, and Qing Huan was also among them, because there were a lot of people, and when the police finished asking one by one and making a record, it was almost one o'clock in the morning when she came out of the police station.

Qing Huan stood at the door of the police station, looking at the empty street, biting her lip vigorously and standing still, she thought of the girl, and the pair of sad parents she met in the afternoon, suddenly her heart seemed to be held tightly, and the pain was so painful that she almost couldn't breathe, obviously she was still a fresh life last night, and she was still full of countless visions and fantasies about the future, and she had disappeared from this world today, lying alone in that cold cabinet, just to knock on the door of the world of money, is it really worth it? Is it worth gambling with your life?

"Qing Huan," at this time, a familiar voice sounded, Su Jing got out of the car parked on the side of the road, and walked towards her, "Why are you standing here alone in a daze?

"Why are you here?"

"I couldn't help you, so I drove over, thinking I'd wait for you on the side of the road. Su Jing sighed, "How is it, it's all recorded?"

Qing Huan hummed, then lowered his head and stopped talking.

"Let's go, go back and rest first, and talk about something tomorrow. ”

Qing Huan nodded, and before getting into the car, he glanced back at the police station, behind which was the Wall Street with high-rise buildings, even at night, it was brightly lit and prosperous, and the signboards of countless banks were dazzling.

And at this moment, Qing Huan felt a little cold all over her body, and in the countless late nights that followed, when she looked down from the tall building, she always couldn't help but recall this night. At this time, a cold feeling would slowly rise from the soles of her feet, and then gradually converge into the beating heart in her chest.