As soon as Wei Wenhui finished speaking, the people around him immediately discussed.

"Old lady, how did you beat me and scold me with Lin Baosheng before, but now that you're divorced, I don't care! Even if your mother and son beat me again when so many people just now, I don't care!

But why did you smash my life-saving benefactor's shop? Why did you make my life-saving benefactor bleed?

You're going to kill me! Not everyone will lend a helping hand when someone who has nothing to do with them is dying!

Do you know what it is to me? She is the light of my life! Without her, I would have died! Even if I hadn't been beaten to death by your son two months ago, I would have planned to die a long time ago!

I can stand before you now! You can beat me up again today! Your son can still eat and drink well without going to prison, all thanks to her! ”

Wei Wenhui said so much in one breath, as if catharsis.

However, she seemed to have many, many more, full of pain or something, but she couldn't help but say no more.

After all, there are some things, who can empathize with them? Can we be redeemed by speaking out?

own wounds: long-ago, leaving a series of hideous and terrible scars; old, which stenges in your mind and life; The new one, still rolling through the flesh and blood, keeps tormenting you every day and every night...

And why spread it out in front of people who don't care about you?

Fortunately, it will pass, it is passing...

Although Wei Wenhui didn't continue to vent loudly, she squatted on the ground and folded her arms, burying her head and crying like a child without scruples.

He Nianxi didn't know when, he had already burst into tears, and Jiao Liang couldn't help crying.

Yangzi is a young man, his eyes are red, and silent tears are quietly falling.

Some of the people around who were originally watching the excitement also had red eyes, maybe because of sympathy or pity, maybe they were infected by Wei Wenhui's sadness, maybe... It is the same unwillingness to live and the status quo... Or maybe a little dot touches people's softest places.

If you are red-eyed for others, or if you are red-eyed for yourself, you will also be red-eyed for the crowd.

When a person is most helpless, he really needs a hug......

Thinking so, He Nianxi walked over and squatted down and hugged Wei Wenhui.

For Wei Wenhui, He Nianxi and Jiao Liang know her experience the most.

But in that dark time, no matter how distressed and sympathetic she was, she couldn't personally understand how much her pain hurt? How dark is she? How desperate is it to give up the idea of giving up life?

Only by experiencing these things can we say: I understand, I understand. Otherwise, it is irresponsible.

"Wen Hui, it will be over, it's already over..."

He Nianxi hugged Wei Wenhui and muttered: "It's all over, don't be afraid." ”

The other slowly went from howling to sobbing low...

The whole scene was wrapped in an inexplicable atmosphere, which made people's noses sour, their eyes sore, their mood, and their feet.

The old lady wanted to refute a few words or scold a few words, but she glanced east and west, and her mouth was about to snort a few times, but she still closed her mouth.

"What's going on? Why is it so quiet? Are the and the shopkeeper's gone? Lin Baosheng's eyes hadn't recovered yet, and he heard that the surroundings were quiet, so he asked directly.

Of course, there are some people who never live soberly. Don't embarrass yourself for their stupidity.

Why do we have to let them understand things they don't understand?

Just stay away from them and protect yourself.

For example, Lin Baosheng.