Chapter 11: A Conversation Before Nightfall

"So, what do you want to tell me? "The shopping street is not very long, and in this small town that is not very big, the girl's home is not very far apart. The night had come, and the street lamps were lit up one after another in the dark, and Zhao Mian, who had followed the girl all the way at a distance of one position, heard the girl's words—just like what she heard in the house, plain, without ups and downs, "Unknown sir." ”

The girl in the night did not look back, of course, Zhao Mian would not care about this little faux pas. After organizing his language a little, Zhao Mian said, "About ......"

Yingwen had multiple fractures on his body, but because of the timely and immediate emergency treatment of the hemostasis, the possibility of recovery is not small. She still didn't look back, but the girl said as if she were a prophet, "Thank you very much for your help that day, and apologize to you for my actions at that time." ”

"I want to ask ......" didn't care that his words were interrupted, Zhao Mian just quietly listened to the girl say some words like pouring beans, and then planned to continue speaking after the girl paused.

"The police have come to a conclusion, because from the testimony of others, it can be known that Yingwen did commit suicide at the time of the car accident, so he was mainly responsible, and the driver only had to pay a fine that was not light. But Zhao Mian's words were still not finished, and the girl only paused for a moment, and then opened her conversation box again—this was more than she had said in a whole day, "Thank you and others for your testimony and that have brought this matter to a conclusion." ”

Zhao Mian waited for a while, although the girl was still walking her steps unhurriedly, slowly moving forward on the street of the shopping street, but it was indeed no longer the meaning to continue to speak, beside her, two female students wearing the same style of school uniform as her looked at the silver-haired girl and whispered something, but after Zhao Mian looked over, she quickly left here. "I'm sorry, but it's not enough for me to say it......"

"There will be no problem with today's bad person, although I am a little impulsive, but I still have a hand, probably only a part of the scar will be left on the body, as long as the medicine is applied well, it can be cured in a few days. But the girl immediately interrupted Zhao Mian's words again with her own words. There is no doubt that Zhao Mian is very sure of what the girl is doing, she seems to be avoiding something, even though Zhao Mian is likely not to mention that matter, but even if it is just a little possibility, the girl is trying her best to avoid it.

It's a pity, although there is a faint feeling, but Zhao Mian really wants to touch the place where the girl doesn't want others to touch the most now, and he still uses the most ruthless and impersonal method to touch it.

Honestly, it's not a good time, especially when it comes to uncovering a bleeding wound that is still in the docks. In the midst of the economic depression, the shop owners of the shopping street have lost their spirits, and most of the shops are taking advantage of the last moments of the action of the office workers and the students who have ended their club activities to earn the last bit of turnover before closing. Some well-connected students laughed and walked into a family restaurant next to Zhao Mian, and sat down in a window seat amid the bright smile of the waitress.

Zhao Mian looked away from the group of students, but found that he didn't know when he was getting closer and closer to the girl, and when he turned his head, there was only an arm's length left. didn't care about what kind of impact his words would have on the girl, Zhao Mian just waited for the pedestrians around him to be far away from him, and whispered, "Your parents are about to divorce." ”

Zhao Mian stopped his steps, this was not because the girl in front of him also stopped, but he knew that such a blow was enough to hit the vital point, and next, it was up to him to see what kind of results he could reap.

The girl slowly turned her head, from the bangs, even though she lost her brilliance, but her eyes that were still like jewels showed a look other than madness in this day - she stared at Zhao Mian tightly, as if she wanted to carve this man's face firmly in her heart, and what was revealed from those eyes was hatred that was about to overflow, and a faint pleading.

Children will always reflect on the education they received from their parents, and this education often does not come from pale words, but from words and deeds. Needless to say, although Zhao Mian judged that the silver-haired girl was probably fighting with others a lot when he was attacked last time, it was also possible that it was the reason for joining some martial arts clubs, but what happened today has completely overturned this conclusion, judging from the degree of fear of those bad boys for girls, this girl may have a lot of prestige among bad boys - this is not something that can be done just by fighting, which proves that the girl must have really defeated many people. And the boy named Yingwen - he desperately rushed onto the road with trucks, and even waited patiently for the arrival of the vehicles before running, such a move must be inseparable from their parents. Something like this was analyzed a long time ago, and today, it is confirmed.

It's just -- the shattering of another family.

But Zhao Mian planned to prevent this from happening, which was related to the expression on the girl's face, the actions of the young man, and the atmosphere between the families at the door of the operating room that day. Because they could still salvage, before it was too late - the boy might have planned it, but it was too reckless, but it had to be said that he had won a rare opportunity.

Looking at the look of the girl in front of him, Zhao Mian sighed slightly, and asked, "Do you hope to redeem it?"

"Shut up!" whispered, like a low growl in the throat of a lion, and the girl clenched her fists and roared.

"Do you want to prevent your parents' divorce?" The face was full of anger and hatred, but the girl's words could not scare Zhao Mian, along the way, I don't know how many more deterrent things have happened, but Zhao Mian is not afraid, let alone such a layer of self-protection barrier.

"Shut up!" the girl's voice raised a lot, her fists trembling, her not-sharp nails piercing her skin, and a little bit of blood gathered on her knuckles, and then a little bit of blood bloomed on the ground.

"Do you want to take back your own home?" Zhao Mian looked at the girl with his calm gaze, such a scene has attracted the attention of many people, and some three aunts and six women are already watching not far away.

"I'll let you give me--stop!" "Bang!" A heavy blow, the girl's clenched fist was suddenly reflected on Zhao Mian's cheek, and she didn't block it, and she didn't even use any means to resist the girl's attack, Zhao Mian didn't dodge and let the girl punch him in the face. The girl's blood stained Zhao Mian's cheeks, and traces of blood dripped down Zhao Mian's cheeks, staining his clothes red. But the girl did not withdraw her arm, or rather, she had lost the strength to retract her arm.

As if the punch just consumed her last strength, the girl's clenched fist slowly slipped down Zhao Mian's face, and a little bit of strength disappeared from it, and this situation seemed to spread to the whole body, the girl curled up into a small child in front of Zhao Mian a little bit, and a little bit of water fell on Zhao Mian's shoulders - it was raining.

“…… I failed. A little sound, as if through the girl's strength, sounded on this street, the rain hit her cheeks, she raised her face, she couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears, her hands tightly grasped the corners of Zhao Mian's clothes, or maybe it would be more appropriate to describe it by pulling.

Zhao Mian took off his coat, squatted down, wrapped the coat around the girl's body, and then pulled the hat on the coat over to block the growing rain for the girl.

The girl didn't say anything, just looked at him gently.

Zhao Mian stood up and said, "This is not a good scene for talking, not to mention that if even you are sick, who will do it." ”

The weeping girl nodded.