Chapter 22 The teacher is not good

Zhen Yu, speaking of which, he was able to be with Ji Chen smoothly, as if it was because of this person.

Really...... It's ridiculous!

June 24th, today, is Zhen Yu's birthday.

I still remember this day a few years ago, Ji Chen got up early in the morning and made the first cake in his life.

She was thinking about the man's expression as he ate the cake she had made.

She waited from morning to nightfall under the man's floor, and the sky went from bright day to darkness.

She's been on the phone, texting...... No one paid any attention to her.

It was a hot day, and the cake was in her hand, little by little, slowly melting in the sun......

"I knew you girl should be thinking about it again at this time!"

Tian Yimeng came, and she brought a few bottles of wine.

When she came, Ji Chen leaned against the window...... There were no lights in the room, but by the thousands of neon lights flashing outside the window, it didn't seem particularly dim to see clearly.

In fact, she has always felt that this girl has left Xuan, and she will not think about that person anymore.

But after so many years, how could she forget, how difficult it is to forget a person!

She knew that after so many years, Ji Chen was still looking for news about that person, and that person blocked her, and she insisted on using someone else's number to find even if it was only a little bit of his news.

But after so many years, that person seems to have evaporated from the world, and he is ruthless and has not even left a single message.

If you have a new love, you will forget the old love, Ji Chen's new love is all for the old love, it's really ridiculous to think about it!

"Why? You say, I obviously poured all my gentleness, all my bravery, all my pride, and all my scheming into the same person at that time! Didn't they all say that if I worked hard, I wouldn't regret it? But why did I try my best and end up failing miserably?"

Ji Chen took Tian Yimeng's wine and poured a few sips into his mouth.

The stamina of the wine is a little big, very spicy, but it still doesn't paralyze Ji Chen.

"Am I wrong from the beginning? They all say that whoever is serious first will lose, but it is obvious that he is one step ahead of me, why am I losing?"

Tian Yimeng has always acted as a listener when he encounters this kind of thing for so many years, and this time there is nothing special.

Ji Chen got up from the sofa: "I seem to have done something wrong again, Li Xuan is a very good person, in fact, he shouldn't be my tool......! I think I've thought about really liking him, but how come this time, it's all falling short......? I really ......."

Ji Chen couldn't help but shed a few tears, and thousands of neons hit her face, but she didn't show a trace of grace and vitality.

"Fool, why don't you ever ask me if you want to be your tool?"

It is still lifeless against the backdrop of thousands of neons, but Ji Chen is never alone, Li Xuan should regret it now, regret that he has such an ear, and regret that he listened to Ji Chen's words uncontrollably. He choked up.

"I knew you were with me for a long time......! But I've forgiven you!

Li Xuan's hand was tightened, and the red wine on the table was colored by the moonlight, but it became darker and redder, which was particularly charming.

In the summer night, there is no rain, and the sky is clear all morning long, and the whole night is clear and visible. But it always overwhelms people.

Ji Chen wanted to give up, give up struggling, give up moving deeper and deeper in the swamp quicksand.

She wanted to let go, let go of Lixuan, let go of the former self who was sincere to her.

Shanghai, a city that never sleeps, even if Ji Chen is depressed all night, there are thousands of neons outside the window to accompany her to consume this night.

Eventually, the colors of neon were outlawed by the brightness of the day. After all, the sun will not lose its orbit and lose its direction because of other people's other things.

The beam of light also replaces neon lights coming in from the window. The round aperture was reflected layer by layer on Ji Chen's face and body. Some slightly drunk and red cheeks are lined with this aperture more and more dazzling.

"Knock knock—" There was a knock outside the door, with a delay between each knock and silence after the fourth.

Ji Chen took the glass of red wine that kept shaking, staggered, and staggered towards the door. Tian Yimeng left last night, and Ji Chen was the only one in the house.

It took a while for Ji Chen to find the door with the glass of wine, and he barely touched the lock with his physical memory.

When she finally opened the door, it was already empty, and she was a little impatient to close the door, and when she lowered her head to touch the lock, she found a delicate breakfast on the floor.

In fact, it's not too exquisite, it's just just my appetite, it's still the same as the old three, soy milk, fried dough sticks, and a bowl of mushroom and lean porridge without preserved eggs......

He seems to have promised to cook himself three meals a day.

Ji Chen squatted down, brought the dinner plate back to the room, and the red wine that had been replaced was quietly placed on the floor of the door.

A post-it note was attached to the plate, blue one, which read: Eating preserved eggs is not good for your health, and drink less wine.

It's just a few words, but Ji Chen's tears, which were finally dried overnight, were polished and brought to life by the freshly falling.

He lost her, she lost him.

She picked up the bowl of porridge and reached for the spoon beside her.

She dug into a small mouthful of porridge and put it in her mouth, and the food chewed and chewed in her mouth before entering her throat and sliding into her esophagus......

The stomach was not at peace because of the night of drinking, but the stomach no longer existed under this small mouthful of porridge, and only a piece of warmth remained in the stomach.

This person, even if he knows how cold and warm he knows, he still wants to die, and the duck has a hard mouth, and he insists that the cold is what they want.

"The master is calling! The master is calling! The master is ......" Ji Chen picked up the phone and swiped it up.

"What's wrong?"

"Store manager, no, just now you joined the Animal Protection Association notice, saying that a hacker netizen intercepted a message about smuggling wild animals, just tonight will take the captured wild animals through the suburbs around Shanghai, I will send you the address now, the police have made arrangements, but their veterinarians are not enough, just call our store, you see ......"

"Okay, I know, you send the exact time and place to my phone!"

She was very upset today, but this phone call made her completely sober, she must go, although avoiding Lixuan is one of the reasons, but the most important thing is that she really hates those who smuggle animals.

In this world of natural selection, it is destined to be the law of nature. Humans are at the top of the food chain

Eating whole grains, chicken, duck, and fish is beyond reproach, but we should at least not abuse and kill them.

Ji Chen took a change of clothes into the shower room and washed away the smell of alcohol.

In fact, Ji Chen was not particularly drunk, although he drank all night, but although the battle line was long, it was just a sip, and the energy consumption was not much.

Although he was slightly drunk all night, Ji Chen's head still had a faint pain, but it was no longer a big problem.

"Ding Dong-" Xiao Qi's text message came from the mobile phone, the time was half past nine in the evening, and the trading place was near the village where he first met Li Xuan......

That village is no longer in Shanghai, and it is a bit of a walk.

It's just that Ji Chen didn't think about it that much, her mind was now full of scenes of those wild animals covered in blood and curled up together.

Ji Chen's heart twitched, and after packing up for a few minutes, he immediately ran to the animal clinic to pack all the items he wanted to bring tonight.

Afraid that it would not be enough, Ji Chen packed almost all the injections and medicines in the clinic and took them away, leaving only one or two first-aid agents.

After everything was packed, I brought a few veterinarians with me, and the only ones left in the store were intern veterinarians who could simply bandage wounds.

They got there early in the car, and after a round of contact with the local police station, they lay in ambush in a wooded area not far from where they were trading.

People filled their stomachs with compressed biscuits bought from local residents with mineral water, and waited silently in the scorching sun for a long time.

Finally, the scorching sun slowly set in the west, and the burning pain caused by the sunburn on people's backs was finally relieved.

In the forest at dusk, many unknown birds make eerie calls, and from time to time, a group of birds will suddenly be startled and fly up, and then cut through the sky that has finally calmed down.

Finally, the dusk was no more, the night fell, and there were some creepy people in the silence, and some scattered ghost fires could be vaguely seen not far away. Ji Chen is a veterinarian, of course, he knows that this is because human bones contain phosphorus, and after the corpse decomposes, it will produce phosphine, which has a very low ignition point and can spontaneously combust. When walking, it will drive it to move behind (because the flow rate is high and the pressure is small).

They knew it, but the local people who led the way didn't know, and they said something stupidly: Don't go, do you know the ghost fire? The ghost is coming! They must be here to stop you, really! Go away!

"Oh, old uncle, don't say any more! This ghost fire is a normal scientific phenomenon!" Xiao Qi kindly explained to the villager on the side.

"What do you know, little girl, but don't say such things, be careful when they come to you!" retorted the villager impatiently.

"Alas, okay, okay, don't disturb the morale of the army anymore! This so-called ghost fire is really just white phosphorus on a dead man......" A male policeman on the side couldn't listen to it, and retorted.

"You people, you really don't want to die! Then don't drag me to death! Really! And the police! I really don't understand anything!"

The villagers had no intention of arguing more about this matter, and they held their own opinions. As soon as he heard this, he quickly got up and walked angrily in the direction of his house, without looking back......