Chu Shi'an looked down at the blood that slowly flowed to his feet, and then looked up at the strange white back with his back to her. The panic she felt when they first met slowly subsided, and besides, she always felt that the woman's subtle sobs were somewhat familiar. Chu Shi'an frowned, and said with a little vigilance: "Who are you?" The woman in white also seemed to be frightened, and turned back in panic.

Zhang Zijiang squatted on the ground with a pale face full of tears, with horror in his eyes. "Miss Zhang, why are you here?" Chu Shi'an frowned a little suspiciously, his eyes slowly fell, but he saw that the white dress in front of Zhang Zijiang was stained with blood. Zhang Zijiang was relieved when he saw Chu Shi'an, the horror in his eyes slowly disappeared, and turned to grief: the tears in my eyes kept dripping down my chin and fell to the ground, Zhang Zijiang was speechless and looked at Chu Shi'an with hazy tears.

Chu Shi'an took two steps closer, his eyes widened, and he saw a bloody puppy lying in front of Zhang Zijiang, the skin on his body was almost completely stripped naked, revealing flesh with blood vessels, and the ground was all bloody, and there was a small dirt pit that was half dug on the side. Zhang Zijiang's hands were full of dirt, her well-groomed nails were all broken, and there were still blood stains on her head, and I don't know if her own hands were injured or stained with blood on the ground.

"Wheat is dead." Zhang Zijiang looked at Chu Shi'an, closed his eyes slightly, the tears in his eyes fell down, and he couldn't cry. "What's going on?" Chu Shi'an couldn't bear to look at the puppy on the ground who was so miserable that he couldn't bear to look at it directly. "It's my eldest brother, when Rice just gave birth to wheat and straw, he killed the straw and hanged himself in front of Rice, and now he also kills Rice, he is a cruel devil." Zhang Zijiang gritted his teeth, his eyes showed hatred and a little bitterness, turned around and continued to dig a pit with his hands.

Chu Shi'an was stunned, thinking of the Zhang Ziyu he had seen today, the tall, thin and somewhat obscene man. She sighed lightly, walked to Zhang Zijiang's side and squatted down, looked at the puppy on the side, and then turned her head to look at Zhang Xiaojiang, who had been digging a pit with his head down. The fingers with fine skin and tender flesh were scratched by the stones in the soil, leaving blood marks one after another, and tears were dripping on the wound that was scratched, Chu Shi'an reached out and grabbed her hand to stop her movements.

Zhang Xiaojiang didn't struggle, her body trembled slightly and choked quietly, her head lowered and Chu Shi'an still grabbed her hand. Chu Shi'an took out a blue plaid handkerchief from his pocket, wrapped her hand, and said softly with a little melancholy: "I'll come." Then he reached out and dug in the little dirt pit. Zhang Zijiang looked up at Chu Shi'an with teary eyes, looking at her straight, frowning and pursing her lips slightly, and the dim light from the small street lamp next to the small garden poured on Chu Shi'an's body.

The two buried the puppy in silence, Zhang Zijiang squatted on the ground and looked left and right with a depressed expression for a while, then got up and dug up a flower from the side and buried it on the small dirt bag. Chu Shi'an watched her movements silently and did not speak.

"Thank you for helping me." Zhang Zijiang raised his hand to wipe his tears, raised his head and smiled reluctantly, and looked at the small dwarf dirt bag on the side with gloomy eyes. "You're welcome, go back and rest and change your clothes." Chu Shi'an thought about it sideways, slowly raised his hand and gently patted Zhang Zijiang's shoulder. "Miss Chu, can I hug you?" Zhang Zijiang looked down at the ground, his hands nervously tugging at his clothes. Chu Shi'an was stunned, with a little surprise in her clear eyes, she didn't expect Zhang Zijiang to make such a request, although she was a little embarrassed, but she also understood her current mood, she nodded lightly and stretched out her hand.

Zhang Zijiang sniffled and threw himself into Chu Shi'an's arms, and the tears that he had finally stopped began to flow again. "It's okay, don't be upset." Chu Shi'an hung his hand to the side, letting Zhang Zijiang hug her tightly, comforting her softly. "I hate him so much, he is cruel and ruthless, but he is my eldest brother, he has always been like this since he was a child, cruelly hurting small animals. I quarreled with him countless times, and I tried my best to guard against him, but I still let him hurt Straw and Millet. They died because I didn't protect them properly, and I'm really sad. Zhang Zijiang wrapped his hands tightly around Chu Shi'an's waist, his face pressed against her shoulders, and tears soaked her clothes little by little.

"It's already happened, don't be so sad." Chu Shi'an never knew how to comfort people, she straightened her head slightly, and her hand hanging on the side slowly raised and patted Zhang Zijiang's back.

"Who, where, what." A voice suddenly rang out, and then a bright light flashed and shone on the two people embracing each other. Zhang Zijiang let go of his hand, stood in front of Chu Shi'an with his head bowed, and wiped his tears. Two figures came running from not far away, and the two tall bodyguards in black suits facsimile saw Chu Shi'an and Zhang Zijiang flustered, and removed the flashlight: "It turned out to be Miss, it's so late to go back and rest early." The two bodyguards looked at Zhang Zijiang and Chu Shi'an, and said with some sneer.

"Well, I know, I'll go back." Zhang Zijiang lowered his head and didn't let the two bodyguards see his tears, and reached out and pulled the corner of Chu Shi'an's clothes to signal her to go back. "Well, let's go back." Chu Shi'an stood in front of Zhang Zijiang, took off his coat and draped it over Zhang Zijiang's body, covering the blood stains on the white dress, and half-helped her to walk back.

After sending Zhang Zijiang to the door of her room, Chu Shi'an lowered his body and said, "Have a good rest, good night." Before she was about to turn around and leave, it was only when her legs were raised, Zhang Zijiang grabbed the corner of her clothes: "Miss Chu, wait." "Huh?" Chu Shi'an looked back at Zhang Zijiang suspiciously. "Your clothes." Zhang Zijiang's eyes were red and swollen, with tears on his face, and he took off his coat and handed it to Chu Shi'an with some shyness. "Okay, you can rest." Chu Shi'an took the clothes she handed over before leaving. Zhang Zijiang looked at her back and didn't enter the room, and stood at the door a little dumbfounded.

Chu Shi'an entered the room and tiptoed to close the door, looked at the figure lying on the bed on his side, gently climbed onto the bed, and lay down beside An Shijin. It's just that I inadvertently touched An Shijin's arm, and it was cold. Chu Shi'an turned his head to look at the man who was breathing lightly with his eyes closed, raised his eyebrows, and his eyes narrowed slightly. When Chu Shi'an lay down and closed his eyes, An Shijin slowly opened his eyes, gently leaned over and held her hand, rubbed his nose on Chu Shi'an's clothes, and then frowned and looked up, there was a faint unfamiliar fragrance on this person's body. Snorting softly, An Shijin fanned Chu Shi'an's hand with his own hand, and only after the smell was a little lighter did he hold her hand again.