The little girl next to her laughed: "You also know that it is difficult, right? You also know that I didn't mean to make excuses, right?"

Qin Yiyu reached out and scratched her nose: "I know you are a strong and good child. Oh, good boy, say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive, look, the bus is coming. ”

Zhao Yuan happily stomped on his legs, which were standing a little numb, squeezed into the bus, and did not forget to wave at him through the window, gesturing so that he could go back.

I watched the bus drive farther and farther in front of me, and I felt a little unfinished - sure enough, there is a famous saying that is right, it doesn't matter what you do, it matters who you do it with. Waiting for the car is such a boring thing, because with her, it has become a kind of attachment.

That year, for a whole semester, this seemingly weak little girl insisted on being a tutor outside.

He remembered her elated look and pride in her eyes for the first month after she had been a tutor.

She used the salary she received for the first time in her life to invite herself to eat snails at the night market.

She is not good at sucking snails, and her good clothes are stained brown with snail juice.

She lied to herself to pay for her clothes.

In the end, they walked through the entire night market, and one of them bought a long-sleeved T-shirt with the same landscape pattern. Her own one was the money she paid. Her one was paid for by herself.

That T-shirt has always been cherished by my side. I take it out from time to time, but I am always reluctant to wear it.

Every time I think of her, there will be bursts of warmth in my heart, like the most delicate and soft cotton, wrapping my lonely body and being considerate of my broken heart......

"Liuping Station has arrived, there is a trip to Liuping Primary School, passengers from Xinyi Community, please get off here. The conductor's gentle broadcast interrupted Qin Yiyu's memories, and he quickly retracted his thoughts and got off the train behind Zhao Yuan without hurry.

Zhao Yuan still plugged his ears with earplugs, held his suitcase, and walked forward by himself.

From the subway station back to Xinyi Community, you can take the pedestrian bridge or cross the underpass.

The overpass has been repaired a long time ago, and there are many people walking, and you need to take a detour to get to the community.

The entrance to the underpass is not fully repaired, and there are basically no people walking, but it is a shortcut to the community.

Zhao Yuan wanted to go back early, so he dragged the box and walked through the underground passage.

The empty underpasses are dimly lit, in stark contrast to the bustling flow of people on the streets.

Zhao Yuan walked forward while listening to the music, and the sound of suitcases dragging on the ground echoed in the underground passage.

Suddenly, she heard Qin Yiyu's angry shout from behind her: "Take it out!"

- What kind of roar is this person yelling for no reason?

Zhao Yuan frowned and took off the earbuds, looked back, and his heartbeat couldn't help but suddenly speed up several times.

I saw Qin Yiyu surrounded by three or four strange middle-aged men. One of the curly-haired men rubbed his nose and said viciously, "Who the fuck are you, meddling in my own hands?

Qin Yiyu shook his fist and said coldly: "Take out your wallet." ”

Zhao Yuan looked down and found that the Kun bag on his shoulder had been unzipped at some point. She reached in and looked for it, and sure enough, her wallet was missing.

An obese middle-aged man gave a few companions next to him a glance and whispered, "Beat him!"

Several people then rushed towards Qin Yiyu at the same time.

Qin Yiyu was not afraid, dropped a few times, and punched fiercely. knocked the fat middle-aged man to the ground.

The curly-haired man had red eyes, and suddenly took out a fruit knife from his bag and stabbed it at Qin Yiyu.

"Be careful—" Zhao Yuan screamed, pulling out a sun umbrella from Kun's bag, rushing behind the curly-haired man, and striking hard at the back of his head.

The curly-haired man felt pain in the back of his head, threw a fruit knife, grabbed Zhao Yuan with his backhand, dragged her in front of him, and took the opportunity to touch her chest a few times with his other hand, and said with a cruel smile: "Little girl, brother, I'm hungry and thirsty." ”

This action of his completely angered Qin Yiyu. Qin Yiyu took a few steps back with red eyes, suddenly jumped up, swept his legs over, kicked the two little men in front to the ground at once, and then rushed to the curly-haired man quickly, and shouted angrily: "Let go of her!

A trace of panic flashed in the curly-haired man's eyes, and he took out another fruit knife from his bag, pointed the tip of the knife at Qin Yiyu, and said with a smile: "Little white face, can't you spare me?" Or can't I spare you?"

Qin Yiyu ignored the existence of the fruit knife and punched the curly-haired man's head.

The curly-haired man held the fruit knife and stabbed it fiercely into Qin Yiyu's arm.

I only heard two "clang" and "plop" sounds, and the fruit knife fell to the ground, and the curly-haired man also fell to the ground heavily.

Zhao Yuan was almost knocked to the ground by the curly-haired man, and she shook her body and took a few steps back before she could barely stand still. looked at it closely, but saw that Qin Yiyu had already picked up the fruit knife, put it against the chest of the curly-haired man who was still lying on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Return the wallet." ”

The curly-haired man blinked a few times, pulled his wallet out of his underwear pocket, and threw it back.

Qin Yiyu stood up, kicked the curly-haired man hard, and shouted, "Get out!"

After a few middle-aged men stumbled and disappeared at the entrance of the underground passage, Qin Yiyu leaned over and picked up his wallet and handed it back to Zhao Yuanyuan, who was standing on the side: "Here, don't go through this underground passage when you go home in the future, it's not safe." ”

Zhao Xiao took the wallet and suddenly whispered, "Your arm is bleeding!"

Qin Yiyu was wearing a black windbreaker, so even though the sleeves were soaked with blood, he still couldn't see it.

But now the blood is dripping down the sleeves to the ground, and the gray cement floor is like a dark red plum blossom blooming, which makes Zhao Yuan's heart tense for a while. She said in a trembling voice, "We...... Let's go up to a hospital and get you dressed. ”

Qin Yiyu covered his arm and took out his mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Yuan: "Call Assistant Wang and ask him to come here immediately." ”

Zhao Yuan stared at Qin Yiyu's arm while talking on the phone. She wished that the knife was pierced in her arm, so that her heart would feel better than it was now.

A wallet, if it weren't his own, probably he wouldn't have done anything with those people. I went to help, but I was caught by that hateful man, and if I wasn't too anxious to save myself, I guess he wouldn't have been hurt.

But now, seeing that he is bleeding non-stop, he has nothing to do.

I don't know how big a cut the fruit knife made on his hand, did it hurt his muscles and bones, didn't it cut a blood vessel, and why did it keep bleeding?......

Fortunately, Assistant Wang soon drove over, parked the car firmly on the side of the road, rolled down the window and said, "Chairman Qin, get in the car quickly." ”

Zhao Yuan hurriedly helped open the car door. Qin Yiyu covered his arms and got into the car, blood flowed out of his fingers, stabbing people's eyes.

Zhao Yuan really wanted to follow behind Qin Yiyu and go to the hospital with him to bandage. But she was very hesitant, afraid of leaving, and never wanted to leave this man again.

Qin Yiyu looked at her from the car window, suddenly raised his blood-stained hand, and waved at her: "Far away, you are also tired, go back and rest." ”

The car sped forward. Zhao Yuan gritted his teeth, and it took a lot of effort to control himself from running behind the car.

This man, obviously injured, why didn't he beg himself to take care of him?

As long as he opened his mouth, Zhao Yuan felt that he would definitely not refuse at this time, but he didn't.

He only told himself to go back to rest, so did he not really want to stay by his side all the time? Or did he resent himself?

When Zhao Yuan thought of this, his eyes were sour, and tears flowed down like beads with broken threads.

Qin Yiyu sat in the back seat of the car and covered his arm with his hand. There was a tingling pain in his arm, but he felt his heart hurt far more than his arm.

Why did this little girl always behave so detached from herself? Even when she was injured, she was reluctant to get close to herself? She just stood on the side of the road, indifferently watching herself sit in the car alone.

Could it be that she really fell in love with that guy Nie Yu?

A few months ago, I learned that she was actually on a blind date with a brain surgeon named Nie Yu, and immediately found a way to investigate Nie Yu's background. Unexpectedly, I found out that since Nie Yu and his assistant Ji Yuxin had been in love when they were in college, and since they broke up with Ji Yuxin, Nie Yu has always been single.

A few days ago, I had an important business to discuss, but in order to see her, I left the customer in the afternoon and rushed to the hotel where Luo Yuyu got married.

Unexpectedly, she actually took Nie Yu to Luo Yuyu's wedding - a man and a woman, attending a friend's wedding together, is it to show everyone their intimacy?

There is also that Yang Feng, who is actually talking about the fallacy that Nie Yu wants to be with her. He couldn't help but ask Ji Yuxin to call Nie Yu, and after Nie Yu received Ji Yuxin's call, he left her in a hurry......

Thinking about it, since seeing her again, no matter how hard she tries, she has been so alienated from herself. She is no longer the little girl she used to be, coquettish and laughing in front of herself.

She wouldn't even shed a tear in front of herself.

Could it be that after so many years, she has long forgotten herself. Or, she's already in love with someone else?

Zhao Yuan was still standing on the side of the road, his mind was wandering with random guesses, his hands numb on the lever of the suitcase, and he forgot what direction to go for a while.

Suddenly, a luxury car "creaked" and came to a sharp brake in the middle of the road, startling Zhao Yuanyuan to raise his head and look in the direction of the car's sudden braking.

I saw that in front of the limousine, there was a woman who didn't know when she jumped out. The woman, dressed in a black trench coat, struggled to spread her arms and stood firmly in the middle of the road, like a mantis arm for a car, trying to stop the limousine in front of her.

Zhao Yuan saw that the woman's hair was black and long, and the autumn wind blew, raising her black clothes and jet-black hair, revealing a delicate and pale face.