"Little slut, you dare to hit me?"

……

After a burst of insults, the fat palm hit Wen Nanzhi's face, the force was too great, she was defenseless, and staggered to the floor.

"Namji, are you alright?"

Wen Jinglan's eyes were full of tears, there were still bruises on her white face, she raised her hand and put it on Wen Ruobing's red and swollen cheeks, and a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth completely made her crazy.

"Lu Jianghuai, you dare to beat my niece, I will fight with you today." Wen Jinglan went crazy, she rushed up to scuffle with Lu Jianghuai, but she was too weak, she only struggled a few times and was pushed down by Lu Jianghuai again.

"Okay, you ate the gall of the ambitious leopard, didn't you? See if I don't kill you today." Lu Jianghuai gritted his back molars, and he wiped the forehead that had just been smashed by Wen Nanzhi with a vase, and his palms were bright red, which aroused his cruelty even more.

"Wait". He pointed and walked briskly into the bedroom.

Suddenly, a thunderclap sounded, Wen Nanzhi subconsciously retreated, she curled up her legs, bit her lower lip tightly, and desperately restrained the tears that had collapsed.

Outside the window, the night was thick, and occasional neon flashes could not ignite the dead silence in Wen Nanzhi's eyes.

She heard the sound of rain pounding on the glass, and despair was slowly spreading throughout her body.

In such a dark day, she passed year after year, and the old scars healed and new injuries were added, endlessly.

It's not that Wen Nanzhi hasn't had other thoughts, but she still has Wen Jinglan, which is a tie and a disaster.

"You go".

Wen Jinglan didn't know where she got the strength, she forcibly dragged Wen Nanzhi to the entrance, and then picked up a pair of shoes and threw them out of the door with Wen Nanzhi.

"I'll be back tomorrow morning". She admonished, pleading in her tone.

One second.

When Wen Nanzhi reacted, the security door had been closed again, and she threw herself on the cold door panel and thrashed with her fists desperately.

Later, a woman's tragic wail came from inside, and Wen Nanzhi woke up like a dream, she closed her eyes, and a tear fell down her neck.

The light dimmed, and she gritted her teeth and grabbed the dusty iron railing to get up, stepping barefoot on the concrete steps and walking downstairs.

The rain was heavy, and from time to time lightning streaked by, like a false dawn.

"Zhouyi".

"Zhou Yi, what should I do?" Wen Nanzhi sat helplessly on a park bench, uncovered, and the thin clothes on his body could not block the invasion of rain.

She yelled into the earpiece and didn't expect a response, as if it was a way for her to vent.

……

"Zhou Yi, what do you think I should do?"

Wen Nanzhi finally woke up, she stared at the ceiling in a daze, only to suddenly realize that it was just a nightmare just now, for a long time, she raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Who is Zhou Yi?"

When did the bathroom door get pushed open? The man leaned against the doorframe, probably from drinking too much, and even the eyelids were red.

He ripped off his tangled tie and threw it on the ground.

"Sheng Jingchen?"

"Who let you in?" Wen Nanzhi subconsciously protected her chest, and the water splashed and splashed on her stubborn eyebrows.

Sheng Jingchen had no intention of snooping, but Wen Nanzhi's resistance angered him, so he deliberately lowered his eyes and focused on Wen Nanzhi's round shoulders.

The Adam's apple unconsciously rolled up and down, betraying his torment.

"You go out first, I'm going to change my clothes." The water temperature became cooler, and Wen Nanzhi didn't want to stalemate with Sheng Jingchen anymore.

She pinned the wet hair on her cheeks behind her ears, pursed her cherry lips, and looked at Sheng Jingchen with a wooden look.

Sheng Jingchen swallowed his saliva, but still did not turn Chong's movement into practical action.

He closed the door, turned around, and hammered the edge of the table.