The man rushed to Yuan Ziwen in a few steps, pinched her jaw and forced her to loosen her mouth. The thick bloody breath mixed with saliva flowed backwards into his throat, and the original seed temperature almost suffocated, and he coughed violently.

In the confusion, she fell to the ground, her head slamming against the car door behind her. The world suddenly swirled in front of her, and a hand pressed on her shoulder, and Yuan Ziwen instinctively resisted.

"Calm down!" A crisp and restrained voice.

His fingers were slightly cold, but his palms were warm and dry, and suddenly a reassuring power was transmitted through his body temperature. Hara Ziwen subconsciously tugged at his sleeve, as if a drowning man was grasping the only driftwood.

"Listen to me, take a deep breath, and don't be afraid."

The original seed wincered in his arms, silent, even his teeth chattering. She barely adjusted her breathing according to the man's words, and felt her emotions calm down slightly.

However, in the next second, tears poured out of his eyes frantically, and there was no sound, only tears like bursting banks kept flowing down his pale cheeks.

"Soon it will be fine." The man reached out to wipe her with a gentle movement.

Only then did Yuan Ziwen see the outline of the person in front of him clearly.

Under the bright headlights, his handsome face is sharp, and his shining eyes are like stars twinkling, as if he is covered with a little starlight, falling from the sky.

In an instant, Yuan Ziwen felt that the entire night sky lit up.

At this moment, the young men gathered around, and one of them raised his wrench and threw it at the man.

"Be careful!"

As soon as Yuan Ziwen shouted, the window glass above his head shattered, and countless fragments seemed to fall like snowflakes. Yuan Ziwen was firmly held in the man's arms, his eyes were dark, and he lost consciousness.

* Hospital emergency room, 5 a.m.

Yuan Ziwen opened his eyes, and his vision was white, and there was a strong smell of disinfectant water floating between his noses.

"You're awake." The nurse walked over and pulled the curtain next to her bed.

Yuan Ziwen turned his head and saw a group of drunken young men standing not far away, all with wounds on their faces, and two policemen interrogating the man driving the Bentley. In the white light, he was tall and handsome, his long hair was meticulously tied up, and his long black suit jacket was elegantly stretched.

"Name?"

"Words are strange."

"So who did it first?"

The next words were a little inaudible, and the nurse saw that she was confused, so she smiled and said, "Your boyfriend is amazing, one person fights five people, and he is not hurt at all." But you're not bad ......."

As he was talking, a young man came out of the next hospital bed, his wrist was tightly bandaged, and his face was pale.

His eyes were full of anger, and he almost wanted to warm the original seed and scatter the ashes.

The policeman looked at the young man, and then at the weak Yuan Ziwen, with an expression of disbelief. After many years of handling the case, it is the first time I have seen a woman so ruthless that she almost bit off a piece of meat on the other party's arm.

The venting and struggling under the uncontrollable emotion has exhausted all the strength in the original seed Wen's body. At this moment, her cheeks were swollen, the corners of her mouth were cracked, and a few strands of long hair were stuck to her face with cold sweat. No matter what the police asked her, she said she couldn't remember.

The group of young people quarreled, but Yuan Ziwen turned a blind eye. Yan Wei stood aside and made a few phone calls, then handed the phone to the two policemen.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of the conversation disappeared, and the surroundings finally became quiet.

Someone walked over, and the fresh smell of men's perfume was like a sea breeze.

"What about them?" Yuan Ziwen asked a little nervously.

"I was taken back to the police station by the police, drunk driving."

"Then I'm ......"

"Don't worry, you'll be fine." Yan Wei interrupted her briefly, not wanting to go into details.

His gaze was very oppressive, and his eyes were bottomless, and Yuan Ziwen noticed that he was wearing strangely shaped rings on his ten fingers, and the fingers were slender and powerful.

The nurse next to him seemed to be attracted by his plump and handsome appearance, and even spoke in a soft tone, "Don't worry, she's just excited and sleep-deprived, and she faints temporarily." There is also a little anemia, here is the medicine, remember to take it on time, pay attention to rest. ”

But she stretched out her hand for a long time, but she didn't answer.

"Just give it to me, thank you." Yuan Ziwen struggled to sit up.

The nurse gave the medicine to Yuan Ziwen with a suspicious face, and did not forget to look at Yan Shu again when she left.

Yuan Ziwen's feet were weak and weak, and he tried to stand several times without success. Yan Mu clenched his arms and stood beside him indifferently, until he couldn't stand it anymore before he stepped forward and pulled her.

When the skin touched, Yuan Ziwen remembered the scene when he was held in his arms just now, and couldn't help blushing a little.

The man's face was as usual, and he said lightly, "I have already informed your friend, he should be here soon." ”

Yuan Ziwen suddenly felt a pang in his heart, "Who?" ”

"The contact in your address book, Luo Qianjun."

That's right, Bai Chen's mobile phone has been turned off, how can he be found?

"Seed Wen, how are you?" A familiar and anxious voice sounded in his ears, and Luo Qianjun ran over from the corridor like a gust of wind.

"It's fine." Yuan Ziwen was afraid that he would worry, and reluctantly squeezed out a smile.

Luo Qianjun was furious when he saw the injury on her face, and his handsome face wrinkled, "Who the hell hurt you like this, I'll wipe his uncle!" ”

"Be quiet, this is the hospital." Yuan Ziwen hurriedly looked around.

Luo Qianjun didn't care so much at all, and asked vigorously, "What about Bai Chen, why isn't he here?" ”

Yuan Ziwen's back suddenly stiffened, and he said slowly after a long time: "He's gone." ”

"Huh? Where did he go? ”

"I mean, we're separated."

Luo Qianjun was stunned for a moment, and his shocked look was clearly written in his eyes, he shook his head, "What are you kidding, you guys are good together, just break it?" ”

"Let's not talk about this ......" The original seed temperature was extremely tired.

"What a fucking bastard this kid, I'd like to ask him what the hell is going on?" Luo Qianjun called Bai Chen, "Fucking turned off!" ”

Suddenly hearing a chuckle, Yuan Ziwen saw the cold-eyed Yan Shu curled the corners of his mouth, as if mocking and sighing.

"Your car has been towed away and the insurance company will call you in a few days," he said. ”

"Thank you."

If it weren't for the appearance of the stranger, tonight's events would be really unimaginable.

But he didn't seem to want to accept her thanks, "Thank me I don't have to, I just hope that you can think about the consequences before the next impulse, not every time you can be so lucky." ”

Yuan Ziwen frowned, "They ...... me first"

"If they really want to prosecute you, it's criminal destruction plus intentional harm. Falling out of love is not an excuse to indulge yourself in making mistakes, you have to know how to control your feelings, otherwise you can't do anything. ”

"Who is this guy?" Luo Qianjun asked very unhappily.

"It was Mr. Yan who saved me."

"Don't think that if you save Zi Wen, you can point fingers here, it's natural for men to help women." Luo Qianjun has always scoffed at this well-dressed person who is unfamiliar with Yan,

The mobile phone rang, Yan Wei stretched out his hand to signal him not to make noise, and picked up the phone, "Hey, Victor, the matter has been settled, I'll rush to the venue now." ”

"I have something to do, so I'll go first." After saying that, he walked away and didn't look at Yuan Ziwen again.

"Ignore him, I'll send you home." Luo Qianjun waved his hand disdainfully, like chasing flies.

Yuan Ziwen nodded, she always felt as if she had seen Yan stranger somewhere.

Walking out of the hospital, the sky was about to break, and the cool breeze made Yuan Ziwen's whole body tremble. Luo Qianjun took off his coat and put it on her, and walked to the side of the road to take a taxi.

"Qianjun, where's your car?" Raw seed Wen asked.

"If you sell it, you should be environmentally friendly."

Yuan Ziwen didn't say anything, just pulled the wide and thick collar and wrapped himself up.

Along the way, both men were silent. There was a lazy tune in the car, the female voice was hoarse and low, and the lyrics were fragmented.

Whenever he hears a similar English song, Yuan Ziwen remembers the time he spent with Bai Chen in the coffee shop. They snuggled behind the bar, and Bai Chen taught her how to grind coffee, which seemed simple but mysterious, and the same coffee beans were grinded by different people.

In the past four years, Bai Chen has been like a sugar cube put in coffee, melting in every corner of her life, and has long become a part of her life. But this is how the once intimate man said he would go, without pity, without nostalgia.

The corners of Yuan Ziwen's mouth began to tremble, she turned her face and didn't want to be seen by Luo Qianjun, but the tears fell uncontrollably, and she reached out and wiped them indiscriminately.

Luo Qianjun said to the driver: "Uncle, please change the song." When I was in school, I was afraid to memorize words, but now I feel sick to my stomach when I hear English. ”

Luo Qianjun sent the original seed temperature to the door of the apartment.

He said, "You wait, I will definitely find out that kid from Bai Chen and give you an explanation." ”

Yuan Ziwen just smiled.

Luo Qianjun patted the back of her hand gently, and couldn't help but admonish, "Look at you, thin as a handful of bones, don't do it if the work is too hard, it's a big deal that I will support you." ”

Yuan Ziwen looked at him fixedly, and asked hesitantly, "Has the studio been smooth lately?" ”

Luo Qianjun used to work as a photography assistant in a second- and third-tier fashion magazine, but he was swept away because he offended the styling director there because of his outspokenness. He and a few friends opened a photo studio in a residential area, which was cheap, the theme was not taboo, and it was more popular than ordinary photo studios, so he was jealous of his peers. Someone went to make trouble, Luo Qianjun drank again, and the attack was not light or heavy, almost causing death, and in the end, Su Lishang bailed him out.

Since then, the studio's business has plummeted.

Luo Qianjun did not answer positively, "The photography industry is originally an industry with fierce competition and a high elimination rate, and if you don't take a job for three or four months, everyone will forget you." There are too few people who have fought their way out of the encirclement like Anjialu, after all, there is only one genius, and I know my catties. ”

Hearing this, Yuan Ziwen felt very uncomfortable.

Luo Qianjun saw her gloomy look and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned that guy in front of you." ”

Yuan Ziwen still wanted to say something, but the mobile phone rang at the right time, it was Su Lisheng, and she didn't receive Yan Shu's call to her just now. Yuan Ziwen said the matter briefly, and Luo Qianjun stood next to him and kicked the trash can a little unnaturally.

She put down the phone, "It's Li Shang." ”

"I know."

"Are you still blaming her?" Raw seed Wen asked tentatively.

"If you want to blame yourself, you can't do it." Luo Qianjun smiled self-deprecatingly, "I started chasing her at the age of fifteen and chased her for ten years, but in the end, I watched her follow an old man as someone else's stepmother without a name. I can't give her the life she wants, I can't achieve anything as a man, and I'm a mess as a photographer. ”

"Don't ...... that"

"Just talking." He instantly returned to normal, "Before you get married, I will still take on the responsibility of protecting the flower messenger, in short, I will not let any man bully you." ”

He reached out and gently rubbed Hara's hair, a habitual action that had occurred between the two of them since junior high school. For Yuan Ziwen, Luo Qianjun is like a brother and a father, he is the only person who will not laugh at her for daydreaming and make her give up her dreams to face reality.

In the early morning sun, there was a clearly visible scar on the man's fair face. It was still in the second year of junior high school, when Luo Qianjun was fighting with a group of boys for Su Lisheng. He guarded his beloved for ten years, watched her transform from a young and gentle girl into a woman with exquisite makeup, and then turned around and smiled goodbye.

At the police station that day, Su Lishang looked at Luo Qianjun who came out of the detention center, and her backhand was a slap.

She said, "Why are you always so virtuous?" Except for drinking and fighting, the world is not centered around you, everything is as you wish. Luo Qianjun, if you continue like this, your life will be over! ”

When she stepped on the high heels with a price tag of more than 10,000 yuan and turned to leave, Yuan Ziwen saw that her eyes were extremely bright, and she seemed to have tears in her eyes.

Less than two hours after returning home, Tang Yating called, full of blame, "Why haven't you come to the venue yet, there is an important fashion show today All the members need to arrive at seven o'clock, you won't forget it, right?" ”

Yuan Ziwen sat up suddenly, and she forgot all about it.

This fashion show is a large-scale fashion event organized by Noah Group and initiated by the president himself, and has been intensively promoted and prepared as early as a month ago. It is said that the costumes for this event are the work of MoseYan, the chief designer and art director of a well-known American brand, and will be exhibited in China for the first time. It will be full of crowns, fragrant clothes and sideburns, and all the giants of the fashion industry will attend.

Yuan Ziwen looked at the scarred face in the mirror and had to apply layers of foundation up.

As soon as I turned around, I caught a glimpse of a men's shirt casually placed in the corner of the sofa, the familiar colors and textures, and the smell of the face.

She closed her eyes, and no matter what, life went on.