Excessive blood drawing, physical exhaustion, and naturally weakness in finding a house.

Xiaoxiao walked down the street, perhaps her face was too pale and haggard, but no one recognized her this time.

Dizzy, she walked a distance in a daze, only to feel that the box was getting heavier and heavier, and she couldn't drag it anymore, and then she simply sat down on a chair at a bus stop.

This time he sat down, and he fell asleep in a daze.

When I opened my eyes suddenly, I was awakened by a loud noise.

Looking at the flashing spotlights in front of him and the reporters who kept asking questions, Xiaoxiao frowned, got up in disgust and was about to leave.

But the movement was too fast, her brain was still dizzy, she only took a step and sat down softly, who expected that even those reporters like this would not let go, and gathered around to talk about the interview.

"Miss An, I heard that Mr. Zhang has plans to cancel the wedding, is it true?"

"Miss An, what do you think about this, and do you regret the absurdity of that night?"

"Miss Ann...... You are walking down the street with your suitcase, have you been swept out of the house?"

"Miss Ann......"

"Miss Ann......"

Xiaoxiao doesn't understand, do today's media reporters no longer have the most basic moral conscience? These questions are tantamount to sprinkling salt on people's wounds, how can they ask questions?

Moreover, they don't track so much hot news related to people's livelihood and the nation, what's the point of reporting these boring gossips all day long?

If it weren't for Zhang Guozhi's fancy and almost becoming Mrs. Zhang, she was just an ordinary girl, where would she deserve so much attention?

Her mood fell to the lowest point, and she struggled to get up and drag her suitcase to break out of the encirclement, but her weak body had no way to take a step.

These reporters are really powerful, and when they saw that these questions could not be answered, they immediately changed the topic: "Miss An, it is said that Young Master An had a very serious car accident with someone this morning, is the rumor true?"

Drag racing?

It turned out that An Chenyang had a car accident because he was racing with someone?

He is under the age of eighteen, how can he drive on the road?

Holding her forehead with one hand, she shook her head and finally responded to the reporter's words: "I don't know, please don't bother me again, otherwise I will call the police." ”

Xu saw that Xiaoxiao's mental state was indeed wrong, and those reporters were stunned, and gradually stopped asking about the siege.

Xiaoxiao tried to stabilize his emotions, forced his vertigo brain, dragged his suitcase out of the reporter's encirclement again, and walked away with difficulty step by step.

The phone rang, she stopped in a trance, and answered the phone: "Hey, Manrou......"

"Xiaoxiao, how are you doing in the hospital? Your vicious stepmother didn't embarrass you, right?" Ji Manrou was absent-minded in class, worried that Xiaoxiao would be bullied by her family again.

I didn't want my girlfriend to know about my appearance, so Xiaoxiao could only force a smile: "It's okay, I drew blood for them and left, and now I'm out of the hospital." ”

"Really, where are you? I can skip the next class, I'll go find you!"

"No need, you better take a good class, I'll find a hotel to rest first. ”

No matter how she disguised herself, Ji Manrou still heard the clues, and became more and more uneasy, "You are weak to speak, and you are still holding on! Where are you?"

"Manrou, I want to be alone, it's really ...... You don't have to worry, I'll get back to you when I'm rested. The nose was sour, and a strong sense of sadness arose, Xiaoxiao didn't want to cry on the phone, so she could only quickly disconnect the line.

Unable to hold on, she put down her suitcase, sat on the curb of the road, hugged herself and lowered her head.

At first, there was only a slight tremor in the shoulders, and then the whole body twitched violently.

The girl who is sunny and cheerful on the surface is actually full of devastation inside.

She needs tears to wash away the injustice and cruelty of fate.

I cried for a long time, as if all the strength in my body had been exhausted, and Xiaoxiao raised her head from her knees.

As night fell, people hurried to their way home while she ...... I don't have a home anymore.

Not wanting to wander alone on the side of the road and become the target of thieves and gangsters again, the girl who still has her sanity plans to sort out her emotions and go to a hotel for the night first.

Just as she was rubbing her sore legs and feet, supporting her dizziness and preparing to get up, there was suddenly a pair of black shiny leather shoes on the road in front of her.

Her heart beat tightly, and she raised her eyes, first to see the unmischievable army-green trousers ironed, and then the majestic and neat military uniform--

She barely dared to raise her eyes any further, but her heart had uncontrollably quickened the pace, and she didn't understand why the two met on the road several times, and she didn't understand why she was so embarrassed every time they met--

Quickly wiping away her tears, she looked up and smiled brightly: "Hi, uncle, meet again--"

He Yujun's face was indifferent, but his eyes were full of puzzlement and worry when he looked at her, his eyebrows shrank obviously, and he asked unhappily in his deep voice: "Why are you still wandering on the street?"

Xiaoxiao smiled and deliberately lightly whitewashed: "I have something to do in the afternoon, so let them go back first......"