Chapter Eighty-Four: The Past Is Like Smoke

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As explained to Xie Zhiyan before, Yan Xiaojiu learned Sanda because he was bullied at school, about school bullying or something.

She can't remember the specifics, but she remembered that she seemed to have been hit by a brick and injured her head, and later wrapped half a month of gauze.

After that, she took a break from school and became a little autistic. Her mother took her to several doctors before she slowly recovered. Later, I accepted the doctor's advice and sent her to learn sanda, on the one hand, she could protect herself, and on the other hand, she could enhance her sense of security and dispel those gloom.

Then, she studied for several years, and it wasn't until she went to college that she slowly put down the skill.

She is no longer the autistic little dwarf she was back then, but she occasionally has some bizarre dreams, most of which are about a yellow-haired thug with a difficult face, and a brick with blood. The surrounding scene is often changing, sometimes in an abandoned warehouse, sometimes in an uninhabited alley, and sometimes like some remote corner of the campus......

Just like here now.

Yan Xiaojiu felt a chill behind her, and slowly climbed up her neck like a poisonous snake. Cold sweat oozes from the skin, and when it is blown by the wind, it gets even colder.

She subconsciously grabbed the horn buckle on Xie Changqing's chest and muttered, "It seems a little strange here......"

Xie Changqing took a closer look, and seemed to remember something, and saw that the sky was getting dark, and it was cold and uninhabited here, so she was nervous.

"I didn't expect you to be so timid, didn't you fight the old pervert alone a few days ago?"

After that day, the music producer named Lao P returned to his hometown in a gloomy manner, because the live photos of that day flowed out, and the headlines of the well-known producer threatening the female anchor floated for several days, which also helped a lot of Wushuang's publicity. As for how the news spread so quickly, and I didn't see Lao P's relatives and friends come forward to support the whitewashing, Yan Xiaojiu is not very clear.

The result was quite satisfying, but at the moment she was not very happy to hear the ridicule, she always felt like the prey of an accidental entry into the territory of the tiger, and the tiger was secretly waiting for an opportunity to move.

Xie Changqing gently wrapped his arms around her, and then raised his hand, wanting to hook her chin, but because he was a little nervous, he turned into helping her pull up the broken hair around her ears.

He took a deep breath, puffed himself up, and then little by little he approached her.

Her eyes, her lips......

Just as he was getting away from the expected soft contact of 01mm, he was pushed away by a strong force, and then, a scream was heard.

"Don't, go away, don't touch me!" The magnified face in front of her seemed to coincide with a vague face in her subconscious, making her want to resist for no reason.

Xie Changqing's face was as hot as a freshly baked sweet potato, and he didn't know what to say, feeling both ashamed and a little aggrieved. As a result, when I raised my eyes, I realized that Yan Xiaojiu was very, very wrong.

She squinted, waving her hands wildly, as if she was wrestling with some invisible monster in the air, and was still talking to herself.

"Xiaojiu, what's wrong with you?"

He wanted to get close to her, but he couldn't.

It was as if she had suddenly become manic, and she was immensely hostile to everyone she approached. She even stared at him in a daze, revealing a blank look of not knowing him.

Xie Changqing was anxious, and rushed directly to hug her tightly.

He knew that if she "didn't recognize her six relatives" and fought, he would definitely not be her opponent, but he didn't believe that he would lose just by strength.

In her iron-arm-like strong embrace and restraint, Yan Xiaojiu struggled at first, and when he saw that the struggle was fruitless, he glared at him with vicious eyes, and took advantage of his unpreparedness to bite him on the chin.

Hiss –

Xie Changqing didn't understand what she was stimulating, but he knew that he couldn't just let go or even push her away, so no matter how desperately she bitten, he didn't move.

The milky white pullover sweater soon had more dots of red, drop by drop, drop after drop.

Yan Xiaojiu felt that his brain was like a mess of paste, and the whole person seemed to be floating and sinking in the extremely hot ocean, which was very painful. She felt as if she was crying, otherwise, how could there be a wet and salty warm liquid on her cheeks?

She soon realized that something was wrong, the liquid still had a slightly fishy smell, not like tears, but more like blood.

Whose blood?

The bloody brick......

It was as if she had been struck by a bolt of lightning suddenly, and her whole body trembled, and her clenched teeth loosened.

The consciousness slowly returned, and the bloody breath in his mouth could not be dissipated.

Yan Xiaojiu's eyes widened, looking at him who was embarrassed in front of him, and he was looking at himself with a worried face.

"I, what's wrong with me? You're hurt? What's going on...... No, did I hurt you?"

She struggled slightly, pulling herself out of her obviously loose embrace, and looked at the mess of his new sweater with even more shame.

"I'm sorry. ”

Xie Changqing then made a free hand, slowly took out a tissue, wiped the corners of her mouth first, and then dealt with the embarrassing marks on her chin.

"What did you just see? Can you tell me?"

She hesitated, biting her lip and not knowing where to start.

"I, I remembered something, things that used to happen when I was in high school here. ”

It turned out that what she experienced back then was not school bullying at all, but attempted rape.

The scene she dreamed of in Xie Changting's clinic was a real scene back then. She didn't know why the young man sneaked into the school, and she didn't know how she fell in love with her, and dragged her alone to this remote and uninhabited corner, ready to commit atrocities.

She was only a freshman in high school at the time, and she was so scared that she tried her best to punch and kick him, but it was useless. Soon, her school uniform was ripped open.

At the last moment, it seemed that a young man rushed over, with no expression on his face, holding a brick in his hand, and simply slapped it on the young man's head.

It would be nice if he was stunned all at once, but the young man was just stunned, and he scuffled with the young man. At that time, she cried so badly that she had to shake her hands and put on her clothes again, only to know that the boy had a preemptive strike, but later she was beaten badly, and she was grabbed by her slightly curly hair and hit her head against the wall.

Although she was afraid, she was not willing to take advantage of the chaos to escape, leaving this young man who stood up to fight alone, she was afraid that something would happen to him.

In the end, she seemed to poke a sharp stone into the young man's eye.

Yan Xiaojiu wasn't quite sure if what he had just remembered was true, but most of the details could match that dream.

The two went out happily, but they went home in a mess, frightening the mother-in-law who was preparing dinner.

"God, who did Xiao Xie beat? Which mad dog bitten him? This is too ruthless!"

Mad Dog Lady didn't dare to make a sound.

After treating the wound, Yan Xiaojiu dragged his mother to the bedroom: "Mom, I want to ask you something, what happened when I took a leave of absence?"

Mother Yan's expression changed, and her eyes were a little evasive.

"It's an old thing, why do you suddenly ask this? As I told you before, there's a thug beating you......"

"I remember it all. ”

Mother Yan suddenly stared at her like a chicken that was choked by the neck, and she was silent.

After a long time, Yan Xiaojiu walked out of the bedroom alone, a little depressed.

Xie Changqing greeted her and touched her head, "What's the matter?"

Yan Xiaojiu suddenly stretched out his hand, hugged him, rubbed on the dirty sweater, and said sullenly: "I have something to tell you." ”

"Well, that sounds a little bad. Xie Changqing patted her on the back and deliberately teased: "Could it be that Auntie just told you that you and I are actually brothers and sisters who have been separated for many years? Oh no, it's sisters and ......brothers."

"What......" she laughed, and couldn't help but gently pinch the soft flesh around her waist.

But he snorted and suddenly pushed himself away.

Yan Xiaojiu was a little confused, but when he saw the redness on his face, he seemed to understand it.

She endured her shame, took the initiative to reach out her hand, held his big hand tightly, and led him out of the door. Of course, there was also Duoduo who bit his trouser leg for a long time.

"Well, that's about the thing, I had an accident in high school before, and I was more resistant to, uh, contact with the opposite sex. The place we went to today was that year...... All in all, I'm a patient, you, will you dislike me?"

Xie Changqing listened quietly, his expression becoming more and more solemn.

He was a little disappointed, but he also had a strange delight. It turned out that the person was her, even if she didn't remember it, the boy at that time was herself.

Just when Yan Xiaojiu thought that he would say something he didn't want to hear, he frowned and asked, "What is the specific manifestation of the resistance you said? Why didn't I feel it?"

She thought he didn't believe him, so she gritted her teeth, took the initiative to stand on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his neck, and then leaned over with her eyes closed.

"That's it, if we ...... I'm going to ......."

The moment her lips and teeth met, she thought she would be dizzy, stiff or tense enough to run away, but miraculously, those hallucinations that had gone to hibernation disappeared without a trace.

Hey?

Her eyes widened in surprise, and the two looked at each other.

She blinked, a little puzzled.

He stared at her without moving for a moment, his eyes dark and gloomy, like the deep sea thousands of meters below, with a faint danger.

The two kept the same position throughout the whole process.

Duoduo had already done bad things in the nearby flower garden, and at this time Wang Wang ran back and circled them.

She was about to retreat as if she had just woken up from a dream, and said, "It seems that something is wrong, I, I want to ask your brother about ......"

The next moment, she was pulled back by him, and the other hand held the back of her head, approaching him.

Time seemed to stop, and she couldn't hear the cries of her neighbors, the murmurs of her neighbors, or the symphony of pots and pans.

It seemed that only he was left in her eyes.

She could see every hair on his face very clearly. The smile that bends into crescent eyes, the straight bridge of the nose, and the corners of the mouth that are always raised, even if he is not always smiling, always looks pleasant.

Xie Changqing lowered his head and slowly brought his lips close to hers. He was not in a hurry to go further, he first struggled for a while, and said in a low voice: "Junior sister, did the teacher teach us that we can't give up halfway?"

Her mind went blank, and she just knew yes.

Then he deepened the kiss, like a mischievous little fish, and suddenly swam into her heart.

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