It was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Feng Zhiyu hung his head and sat by the window in a café, fiddling with his fingers in a daze, there was a cup of coffee on the table that had cooled, the crowd outside had almost dispersed, and there was no one in the café, only she was the only one.

This café was near the place where they were separated, and she didn't dare to go too far, for fear that after going far, Zhan Yi would not be able to find her when he came back, so she obediently sat by the window, observing the movements outside at any time, hoping that he would come back to her when he would come back.

She really looked like an abandoned child, standing in place, waiting for when that person would suddenly remember her existence and come back to look for her.

But she waited for nearly twelve hours, but she never waited for the person she was looking forward to.

She had lost her purse and had little money on her, so she took out her only change to buy a cup of coffee in order to find a place to live, and sat here for a day, not even extra money to buy cakes or food.

She hadn't eaten for almost twelve hours since morning, and she was really hungry and weak.

Probably because she was a foreigner who had been sitting here for too long, the waiters in the café were a little strange, and came up to her politely and politely said, "Miss, we are closing." ”

Feng Zhiyu turned his head to look at the dark night outside, pulled the corners of his mouth, and said in an Italian language: "I'll leave now." ”

The Prada bag on her body was completely unable, so she threw it away, and now she had nothing else in her hand except for the two bottles of water she bought for Zhan Yi.

Feng Zhiyu came out of the café alone, and it suddenly snowed in Rome at night. Not far away is the Colosseum, which looks even more magnificent under the decoration of the moonlight, and it is obviously a good night view, but she has no intention of appreciating it at all.

When people are hungry, they will feel even colder, Feng Zhiyu stood under the lonely street lamp, holding his arms and couldn't help but shiver.

She is not a person without common sense, and if she loses her passport and documents abroad, she should call the police as soon as possible, and then find the local embassy. But she didn't dare to go anywhere now, she was afraid that she would go after she left. Zhan Yi couldn't find her.

She hesitated in her heart, maybe he was also lost, so she couldn't find her way for a while. He didn't speak Italian, he didn't know anyone here, and she was more worried about his safety than she was about herself.

Feng Zhiyu rubbed his arms, trying to make his body warmer.

Just as she was holding her arms and breathing in place, four or five young Italian men suddenly walked up. Some of the foreign men were dressed in really fancy clothes, these men had messy colors on their heads, some had nose studs, some had lip studs, some had four or five earrings on their ears, wore black big-toed martin boots, and had cigarettes in their mouths, which did not look very good.

Feng Zhiyu subconsciously shrank behind the street lamp, trying to hide himself.

But those men had already discovered her existence, this oriental woman, who was even thinner than ordinary Italian women, stood trembling under the street lamp with her arms crossed, and it was very attractive to look at.

Several men walked up to her with a smile and surrounded her to the left and right, one of them holding the pole of the street lamp with his arm. Whistled loudly at her, "Beauty, which country?" ”

Feng Zhiyu knew that he couldn't expose himself at this time, so he pulled the corners of his mouth and said in proficient English: "Japanese." ”

"Oh~" Several men glanced at each other and maliciously lengthened the end note.

People all over the world know that the Japanese custom industry has always been a pillar industry in their country, and there are countless AVs of all kinds, so it's no wonder that the woman in front of you is so likable, it turns out to be Japanese.

A man directly rested his elbow on her shoulder and laughed: "Girl, why don't you come with us, we will take you to see the night view of Rome." ”

Feng Zhiyu shook his head violently, "No! ”

But the targets of those men had already been locked on her, how could she refuse?

Several people winked at each other, and one of them reached out from behind her to cover her mouth, and then they all stepped forward and pulled her up alive, and ran towards a dark alley by the side of the road.

Several men tied her up in an alley and muttered something in Italian that was too complicated for her to understand.

Her mouth was covered by a large rough hand, some people went to pull her coat, some people unbuttoned her belt, and some people pulled her clothes, five men, ten hands, tearing indiscriminately on her.

She wanted to cry out loud, but she couldn't, she could only whimper helplessly, tears slid out of the corners of her eyes, fell into the dirty floor, and soon disappeared.

In the past, she had seen Italian mafia, gangsters and gangs, and so on, when she just laughed it off and never took it to heart, but now she felt endless fear.

Is this how she ends?

In the so-called honeymoon, outside of a foreign country, he was insulted and molested in such a presumptuous way. And the man who came with her was nowhere to be found at this time.

She suddenly wanted Zhan Yi very much, and in her memory, once Feng Zhiwei deliberately showed off in front of her, saying that someone touched her on the road, and the two sides argued, and a man wanted to do something to her, but was beaten into the hospital by Zhan Yi.

She wanted to know if that man knew that she was in such danger, and if he would come down from the sky to save her like he did to save Feng Zhiwei.

But she didn't wait until the end, and when a hand reached under the hem of her knitted sweater, she suddenly struggled violently as if she had been electrocuted, and kicked hard with all her strength.

Probably because she fluttered too much, the man covering her mouth let go of his hand, and Feng Zhi saw it. Immediately saw the opportunity and bit him fiercely on the hand.

"Ahh

The man let go of his hand with a painful scream, and Feng Zhiyu immediately shouted for help, "Help!" Help！ ”

She didn't know if anyone could hear her shouting at this time, but no matter what, even if a passerby came.

The men saw that things were not going well and were about to do something to her, but a strong light came from the mouth of the alley, and then someone shouted: "Police! ”

It's the police!

Feng Zhiyu immediately raised his voice and shouted even louder: "Helpme!" ”

Soon several Italian policemen ran towards them with flashlights, and the men looked at each other. He cursed in a low voice, but he couldn't care more about it, so he threw her down and ran away.

Someone came over and put a dress on her, asked her about it, and asked her if she had any contacts, Feng Zhiyu was trembling all over, and his eyes were dull looking ahead.

After Zhan Yi came to Italy, she changed her Italian calling card, she couldn't recite Zhan Yi's number abroad, and she didn't know where he was at the moment, and she didn't have any emergency contacts at all.

Good half a day. She remembered in a trance that Ren Wenbin had told her that Ren He was working in the San Varcioni Hospital in Rome, and she could only raise her head and look at the police pleadingly, asking them to find a male doctor of Chinese descent from the hospital.

*

"Have you finished eating?"

In the three-star Michelin restaurant, Zhan Yi crossed his arms and looked at Feng Zhiwei who was eating happily in front of him, with a faint impatience on his face.

From the moment he came here, Feng Zhiwei pulled him to prevent him from leaving, and he wanted to visit the scenic spots and eat, this day's time. They changed five restaurants, and she still didn't have enough to eat.

Zhan Yi was very irritable in his heart, he vaguely felt as if he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember what he had forgotten, so it was really annoying to accompany Feng Zhiwei around like this.

Feng Zhiwei finally glanced up at him, and pouted, "Okay, I know you're impatient, can't I stop eating?" ”

After she said that, she put down the knife and fork, looked at him aggrievedly and said, "Brother Yi, I'm tired." Can you find me a hotel to rest in? ”

Zhan Yi frowned and glanced at her, although he was very unhappy in his heart, he still nodded and said, "Let's go." ”

He found her a hotel nearby, and when he registered, his mobile phone suddenly rang, and there was an unknown foreign number on the screen.

Zhan Yi felt a little strange, but he still picked it up, "Hey? ”

"Zhan Yi, is it?" On the other side was a man, with a young voice, but his tone was very bad.

"Who are you?" Zhan Yi didn't ask angrily.

"Zhiyu is now at the San Vacioni Hospital, you better come over quickly."

Hospital?

Feng Zhiyu?

Feng Zhiyu!

Zhan Yi suddenly came back to his senses. Only then did he think about it in hindsight, no wonder he had always felt as if he had forgotten something, and now he finally remembered.

He forgot about Feng Zhiyu's woman!

didn't have time to say more, Zhan Yi put away his phone and turned his head and ran out, Feng Zhiwei had just finished filling in the check-in information and was about to ask him if he wanted to stay overnight, but when he turned his head, he found that he had run out like a gust of wind.

It's that slut again!

Feng Zhiwei looked at his departing back angrily and hatefully, and couldn't help gritting her teeth and stomping her feet.

*

When Zhan Yi arrived at the San Wacioni Hospital, it was already an hour later.

Along the way, he felt palpitations, and he himself felt a little incredible, Feng Zhiyu was such a big person, he forgot about her so carelessly. It's been more than twelve hours since they separated. Did something happen to her? Otherwise, how could they end up in the hospital?

Zhan Yi didn't dare to think about it more, and as soon as the car stopped, he immediately jumped down.

According to what the man said, he quickly found the ward, and he ran as fast as he could, and as soon as he pushed the door, he shouted breathlessly: "Acquaintance! ”

The ward was very quiet, Feng Zhiyu was lying quietly on the bed, and a man in a white coat was sitting next to him, who was gently stroking her face at this time.

Zhan Yi looked at the scene in front of him, a burst of fire suddenly rushed to the top of his head, stepped forward and grabbed the man up, and said angrily: "Who the are you, who let you touch her?" ”

The man was very thin, about his height, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and he looked very Sven.

"Ren He, Xiaoyu's brother." Ren He looked at him expressionlessly, and said without fear: "Have an opinion? ”

"You!" Zhan Yi was angry, raised his fist and swung it at him.

Ren He didn't hide, but reached out and grabbed his hand fist, and said without changing his face: "In case of trouble, you will only use your fists to solve the problem, this is the lowest practice, there is no level." ”

In Zhan Yi's imagination, the man named Ren He should be a short and frustrated man with no level, after all, how could an excellent man like Feng Zhiyu's kind of goods?

But when he saw Ren He himself, he realized that he was wrong.

Letting go of his fist, Ren He pushed him away, took a step back, and straightened out his collar that was crumpled by him, "Xiao Yu had an accident, thanks to you, and left her alone, so she met a hooligan, if it wasn't for the police to find out in time, you would probably have to go to the morgue to claim her body now." ”

"Don't talk nonsense!"

The word "corpse" instantly stung Zhan Yi and made his eyes widen suddenly.

Between the two of them, Feng Zhiyu had slowly opened her eyes, she first looked at Zhan Yi in front of her, then turned her head to look at Ren He next to her, and shouted, "Brother Xiaohe." ”

"Hmm." Ren He answered, reached out and rubbed the top of her hair, and said gently: "I found him, you can go back with him." ”

Feng Zhiyu glanced at Zhan Yi at this time, lowered his head and said, "I don't want to go with him." ”

He left her in a foreign country, and she really felt cold.

Zhan Yi only felt that a burst of anger rushed directly to the top of his head, and he directly turned his head and dragged Ren He out expressionlessly, locked the door of the ward with his backhand, loosened his neckline and walked towards her.

Feng Zhiyu's body was full of bruises, looking at him like this, he immediately remembered what those hooligans had done before, and couldn't help but retreat and look at him in horror, "You." What do you want to do......"

"What for?" Zhan Yi sneered, "Of course it's you!" ”

With that, he approached her, grabbed her by the ankles, dragged her to him, and began to tear her clothes. Outside was the sound of Ren He constantly knocking on the door and shouting, and in front of him was the man who kept humiliating her, Feng Zhiyu couldn't help crying.

"Zhan Yi, you're crazy......"

"Aren't you very capable? Well? I said why do you have to come to Italy, it turns out that you have come to see your lover! If something happens, you don't know how to look for me in the first place? Your relationship is so good, you can contact him in a foreign country. I think your so-called honeymoon is fake, and it is true that Chen Cang secretly came to him to cheat! Zhan Yi stared at her with red eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "If it weren't for the fact that you saw blood the first time, Lao Tzu really doubted that you were used by him and threw it to me again!" ”

There is no tenderness before, and there is no trace of pity, there is only pain, which is hundreds of times more painful than when those men bullied her.

Feng Zhiyu's whole body tensed, and he could only whimper weakly and sobbed quietly, "Zhan Yi, you bastard, you are really a bastard......"

"Lao Tzu is a bastard again, don't you still love me to death?" After that, he said that there was another burst of strong plunder.

I don't know how many times this night has passed, and there are still two bottles of water on the bedside table, which she still held tightly in her arms when she was humiliated, which he said he wanted to drink.

Feng Zhiyu's whole person couldn't move anymore, so she lay on the hospital bed and let him do it, her eyes fell on the moonlight outside the window, and tears gently slipped from the corners of her eyes.

"Ah Yi......," she murmured.

Zhan Yi's movements paused for a moment, and he said impatiently: "What are you doing!" ”

She looked at the moon outside with dull eyes, and said sneeringly: "Look at today's moonlight, it's not beautiful at all." ”

Although Zhan Yi felt inexplicable, he still turned his head to look outside, and then moved faster, "You have a brain disease?" Such a big moon, so beautiful. ”

She didn't say anything, just stared out with empty eyes.

He never understood, she was saying that the moonlight in her heart was no longer beautiful.

*

"Song Song, this is what Xue Yan asked me to give you."

Suddenly, a girl's light voice came from overhead, and as soon as Song Qingge looked up, she saw Wei Lai standing in front of Yan Yan who was smiling in front of her, "The Designer Rookie Grand Prix is about to start in two days, how are you preparing?" ”

Song Qingge pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, sighing with some concern, "I feel a little hanging, I feel like I've been running out of inspiration recently, and I can't think of good works." ”

"It's okay, take your time, Xue Yan is very optimistic about you, as long as you come on, you will definitely be able to do it this time." Wei Lai patted her on the shoulder and encouraged.

Song Qingge nodded and smiled, "Lailai, thank you." ”

"No need, who is with whom." Wei Lai said. With a wave of his big hand, after a few seconds, he thought of something again, and said to her: "By the way, Song Song, do you believe me?" ”

Song Qingge was stunned for a moment, and immediately nodded, "Of course I can trust you, what's wrong?" ”

"That's good, this competition, if you feel unsure, you can show me the work, and I will help you check it." Wei Lai looked at her gently, his eyes full of sincerity.

Song Qingge felt a little unnatural in her heart, Xue Yan had told her before that the Designer Rookie Grand Prix was very important, and if you want to stand out on this road, you must at least get a high achievement in the competition.

Therefore, in order to stand out in this event, many designers in the industry are fighting with each other, and in the past, there were often industry scandals before the competition, such as plagiarism. Therefore, Xue Yan warned her in advance that her works should not be shown to others, so as not to be used by people with intentions to make a fuss.

She looked at Wei Lai in front of her with a serious expression. Although she was a little uneasy in her heart, but after thinking about it, Wei Lai was helping her from the time she entered the company, and Wei Lai also gave her a lot of help on this road, others may harm her, but Wei Lai will definitely not.

And Wei Lai's attainments in design are also very high, she can offer to help her check, she should feel lucky.

Thinking of this, Song Qingge nodded and smiled, "Of course it's good." You can help me check the gates, I can't ask for it. ”

Wei Lai also smiled at her: "Then it's decided." ”

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left first, looking at the back of Wei Lai's departure, Song Qingge sighed and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

The Designer Rookie Grand Prix is really important to her, and although she has had good results with Ishikawa so far, and the gown she designed for Senjue has been well received, she has nothing to prove her achievements.

This time, no matter what. She has to get good grades.

But what does she have to design to get a full house?

Because he has been thinking about this matter, even when he eats at night, Song Qingge looks thoughtful. After eating, I went upstairs, sat down at the dresser, and began to think of my own design.

As soon as Zhan Qi returned to the bedroom, he saw her sitting in front of the dresser with her chin propped up, and couldn't help but walk up and rub her hair, and said unhappily: "I didn't tell you, don't draw here in the future." The dresser is too low, and there is no lamp, which is not good for eyesight, and you are already short-sighted. Do you want to make myopia more severe? ”

She looked up and smiled at him, and said disapprerovingly: "Myopia is myopia, it's a big deal to wear glasses." ”

"That's not going to work." Zhan Qi said, rubbing her temples gently, "It's not good for such a beautiful pair of eyes to be covered by glasses." ”

Song Qingge also smiled, leaned on his arms with rare dependence, and sighed softly.

She rarely took the initiative to get close to her, Zhan Qi's heart warmed, touched her face and said, "What's wrong?" From the time of eating, I see that you are sullen. ”

"The Young Designer Award is approaching the deadline, but I don't have a good design yet. What to do? ”

"What to do, my woman, I believe can make the best."

Song Qingge glanced at him, and said angrily: "Don't be poor, this matter is very important to me, if I don't have good results, I can't gain a foothold in the industry." ”

Zhan Qi disagreed, and said casually: "Then I'll open a company for you, you can play as much as you want, and see who dares to say that you can't gain a foothold." ”

"You man!"

Song Qingge was speechless and shook him off. said indignantly: "Forget it, you go to sleep, I don't want to tell you anymore, I'll never be serious." ”

Seeing the annoyance on her face, Zhan Qi smiled instead, "Really angry?" ”

"I don't want to talk to you, go away!"

"Okay, okay, no more trouble." Zhan Qi reached out to take her hand and drew circles in her palm, "Then tell me first, what are your requirements?" ”

Seeing that he finally had a serious face, Song Qingge said: "The design theme is men's clothing, dresses or daily casual can be." But men's clothing you know, just a little style, unlike women's clothing designed as flowers, it is really not very easy to break through in men's clothing. ”

Zhan Qi raised his eyebrows and said casually: "Then, what do you think about using formal wear and professional wear as elements?" ”

Song Qingge's eyes lit up, "Go on." ”

"Xiao Qi's girl told me before that she likes formal wear, but she lacks some professional rigor. But there are some professional clothes that you can't wear every day, if you can integrate the two, so that men can also have a rigorous but elegant side of their profession in their daily life, wouldn't it be great? ”

After he finished speaking, Song Qingge laughed, "A word to wake up the person in the dream, thank you." ”

Zhan Qi sneered, "Just say thank you?" ”

Song Qingge's face flushed, "Then what else do you want?" ”

As he spoke, he leaned in and kissed her on the lips, "It's late at night, baby, it's time to sleep for me!" ”