I ran down the street like crazy. Every passerby around me who looked at me seemed to be looking at me in a strange light. The wind blows in my face. But the tears are like fiery. Whipping me. The city is big. There's no place for me. Everyone misunderstood me. I'm a heinous person.

Along the way, I picked out places where there were fewer people. I don't dare face anyone. Even Jiang Kexin and Xu Chenyi I don't want to face it. Maybe they believe me. But I always choose to be an ostrich. Encounter something but hide or hide. I'm just that cowardly.

Wen Yimo. Does he believe me?

No.

What do I have to be convinced of him?

He has always mistakenly thought that Ye Xuanlin and I are boyfriend and girlfriend. So Ning Weiwei's accident has nothing to do with me. I'm the one most likely to frame her. I knocked down Ning Weiwei. and "fakely" went to pay her medical bills. Then donate blood to take care of her again. Probably in his eyes, this qiē is all my desire to get "peace of mind".

I sat on the side of the road holding my head. There was a lot of noise all around. Footsteps of pedestrians walking. The sound of cars whizzing by. The sound of the driver's horn. It's all in my ears. I sat there alone. It seems out of place in this city. I want to be quiet. Think of a place where no one knows me and be quiet. I'm going to run away. Dodge Ning Weiwei. Hide from everyone who doesn't believe me.

It's dark. I walked aimlessly forward. The depths of the park are sparsely populated. The bench next to the trash can in front of a long hair. A sloppy homeless man pulls out half a bottle of a drink that someone else has drunk and a few bags of rice noodles that someone else has eaten leftovers from a trash can. He put the rice noodles in a dirty, rusty iron bowl.

He sat on a bench and ate with his hands. It seems to be very satisfied. I'm almost disgusted to watch. He looked up. Grinning at me. His face was dark and dirty. Covered with stubble. The teeth are very white. It was only when I laughed that I realized that he was a madman.

I was intimidated by his laughter. Flee.

When passing by the window. The light reflects my shadow. Now I'm unkempt. Long hair messy. Two lines of tears on his cheeks. The eyes are empty and dull. Just like that madman just now.

I continued to walk forward in a trance. Keep walking. Go to the dead of night. There are fewer pedestrians and fewer cars. I was sitting on the edge of a flower bed in the middle of the street. I don't have any strength in my body. Sit there and don't want to move.

"Eat it." Suddenly, someone handed over a loaf of bread. I didn't look up at her. I just think it's ridiculous. I feel more and more like a poor outcast. Lonely and miserable. Need for mercy and charity from others.

She sat down next to me. "There was once a girl who fell in love with someone she shouldn't love. She didn't know he had a marriage contract and a fiancée. She fell headlong into it without hesitation. Can't extricate yourself. Later she learns what he is hiding from her. and even made public to the world. Everyone called her a vixen. It's a junior. Sugar daddy. All sorts of ugly derogatory terms seem to have been coined for her."

"She's depressed. Evade. Abandon your studies. I couldn't figure it out for a moment and committed suicide by cutting my wrists. Not only did he not wash his innocence. Instead, he sat on the infamy of the junior. No one knows the truth behind it. Miss Liu. Have you ever thought that you chose to escape today? It will undoubtedly make more people misunderstand you, won't it."

Only then did I see that it was Aunt Ye. That taxi driver I met not long ago. Middle-aged woman with a difference.

"Aunt Ye. Is this your story?"

She just smiled. I don't answer. Neither admit nor deny. Put the bread in my hand." I'm hungry. Eat fast. Only when you are full can you have the strength to face the gossip. Instead of continuing to be an ostrich. You should correct your mentality, and the more frustrated you are, the more courageous you are." Say and make a victory pose. Cheer me on. Spread positive energy.

I'm really hungry. Pick up the bread and divide it by two bites and eat it. Take the mineral water and snort and drink it. Aunt Ye is obedient to my back. Smiled: "Eat slowly. Choke carefully." The countenance is so amiable. I think she must have been a kind mother.

Took Aunt Ye's taxi to a five-star hotel. She felt like she was at home. There is no need to register at the front desk first. Park your car directly in the underground garage. Take me to her room. Many staff will greet her when they see her.

This guesthouse is owned by her. She drove it, so why did she drive a taxi? Or maybe she's lived here for a long time so she's familiar with it. But with her income, she probably can't afford to pay for expensive accommodation.

Aunt Ye saw my doubts. Explained: "I just arrived in City A and have nowhere to live. Just live here first. Driving a taxi is purely for the time to pass the time. To be honest, the monthly income is not enough for me to spend a week here."

I asked her, "What about your family and friends?"

Aunt Ye was stunned. Soon afterward, it returned to normal. The answer was succinct: "I'm alone."

"I'm sorry." I didn't expect it to be like this.

She waved her hand. It's fine." As he spoke, he turned around and gave me a pair of pajamas in the closet." Go take a hot shower first. Stay with me tonight."

When coming out of the bathroom. Aunt Ye is sitting on the sofa playing with her phone. Seeing me, she quickly put away her phone and said, "I'll go out and buy something. I'll be back later."

Not long after Aunt Ye left, she heard a knock on the door. I thought to myself what she was buying. Came back so soon.

I didn't expect it to be Wen Yimo outside the door. I subconsciously wanted to close the door but he stopped it with a backhand. He walked in. Unbutton the shirt with two buttons on the chest and the collar open. Sweat drips from the forehead on the shoulders. The collarbone and back are already sweaty. It looks like I've just finished running a marathon. I turned on the air conditioner to lower the temperature in the room." How did you get here?"

Wen Yimo took off his clothes. Throw it on the couch." Aunt Tong sued me."

He called Aunt Ye Aunt Tong. It can be seen that the relationship between the two is not ordinary.

Both of them were quiet. No more talking. Each has its own thoughts.

We sat just one place away from us. But it feels strange and distant. Wen Yimo lit a cigarette and smoked. Take a deep breath and exhale a long smoke.

"Stop smoking." In fact, every time I see him smoking. I really want to say that.

Wen Yimo was stunned when he heard this. Looked at me. Pinch out the cigarette you just lit.

He suddenly said to me, "Liu Chenxi. I believe in you."

I smiled lightly. The temperature in the room is on the low side. But my heart is warm. Instantly filled with something. I don't care about others. As long as the people in front of me believe me, they will know enough.

Wen Yimo dialed Aunt Ye's phone." Aunt Tong. I'll take the people with me." Chatted a few words. When he was about to hang up the phone, he politely said a little rusty, "Thank you."

"Hurry up and change your clothes and come with me." Wen Yimo put on his clothes. Slender fingers slowly and methodically buttoned the buttons.

I didn't ask much. The brain only transmits one message to me. Just listen to him. Trust him unconditionally.

"Can you lend me your phone?" I want to call Jiang Kexin to report that she is safe. Jiang Kexin was not surprised. Already know where I am. It turned out that they were in constant contact with Wen Yimo. The whole world has been looking for me all day. No wonder Wen Yimo was sweating profusely when he entered the door.

Jiang Kexin's bubble stars are overwhelming. If only face to face now. I guess I want to drown me with a mouthful of spit. She has a knife mouth and a tofu heart: "I want you not to be a virgin. It's okay this time. Not only do people not appreciate it, but they also bite you. Spread rumors everywhere. She should have been thrown on the side of the highway in the first place and left to fend for herself. It's a curse to keep it."

"If you do it all over again. I'm still going to do it. Even if the consequences make me unacceptable for a while. But what I want is a clear conscience."

I say without hesitation. There's no way I'm going to watch a teenage girl ask me for help. I was indifferent. Dead to all feeling. Just like Aunt Ye said, don't be too much in the unexpected world. Adjust your mindset. Dare to face it.

Jiang Kexin said and choked up: "Give you some color. You will open a dyeing shop. I really think I'm the Virgin."

"Kexin. Don't cry, okay?" This is the second time we've cried in more than 20 years of knowing each other. The first time was when the Jiang family was ruined. The second time was because of me. I don't feel good about it.

Jiang Kexin said stiffly: "I didn't cry."

I follow her words and don't pierce them. Knowing that she wants to be face-saving and unconvinced.

Wen Yimo handed me a lot of materials and videos to prove my innocence. Even contacted all the people involved. There is a lot of evidence. A press conference will be held tomorrow. Clarify the cause of the matter." Tomorrow you just have to do what I say. Don't ask anything else."

"Oh." I looked down at the information. He must have put a lot of thought into getting this in a short period of time. What's more, there are not many people who know that Ning Weiwei was cut **. So the leak must be the hospital insiders. Ning Weiwei knew that it wasn't me who pushed her to. But he insisted on it. Put the "trumped-up" charges on my head.

Two scenarios. First, Ning Weiwei wanted to take the opportunity to snatch Ye Xuanlin back. The second is to be instructed by others. The people behind her are determined to ruin me. However, could this person be Miss Wang. Two assumptions. I prefer to believe the former.

Wen Yimo didn't let me ask more. He knew exactly what was going on behind the scenes. Maybe it's not good for me. Maybe he's protecting me. Maybe. It's me who thinks too much.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that I felt sleepy. I put on my clothes and fell asleep on the quilt. Wake up the next day. But I don't know when I put a quilt on my body. It's warm in the bed. Probably woke up in my sleep and covered the quilt. I don't remember.

Wen Yimo sat in the restaurant and kept talking on the phone. Probably in contact with the reporter. Two breakfasts were on the table. I walked over and bowed my head and drank soy milk. The sweet taste fills the entire mouth. This smell is the most familiar. He used to buy me this soy milk fritters. Same house. Same taste. It's just that people have changed. Once again, I felt a strong sense of what is wrong with things.