Chapter Thirty-Eight: Misfortune Doesn't Go Alone

These two little rascals were not afraid that someone would come to her rescue, the alley was very deep, and now that it was night, even if anyone heard it, they would not be nosy. One of the rascals was already beginning to undress, while the other stood a little farther away, looking out at the wind. An Luoshu knew that the chances of someone coming to save her were slim, but she was not reconciled. She used the last strength in her body to fight against this hairy boy. Even though she was beaten and bruised everywhere, she had to resist all the time. Even if it's to pay with your life.

Qian Ling had already returned to Yan City at this time. When she returned home, she found that Anloshu was not at home. Then, she called An Luoshu, and at this time, An Luoshu's mobile phone was lying in the door of the alley. The sound of a tinkling phone resounded throughout the alley. An Luoshu heard her mobile phone ringing, she guessed that it should be a call from Qianling, she suddenly regretted why she threw her phone out just now?

Qian Ling called her several times but no one answered, and Qian Ling said to herself, "Why don't you answer my phone?" She was definitely not at school at this time, and she was not at home, where would she be? Qian Ling had no choice but to leave the community and walk in the direction of the school. There is a food street near the school, and Qian Ling thinks that An Luoshu may also be there.

She was still on An Luoshu's mobile phone, she really didn't want to drag her tired body and run to school to find her. She hoped that An Luoshu would answer the phone quickly, and then run over obediently. Just as she was about to walk briskly through the park of the community, she seemed to hear Uncle An Luoshu's mobile phone ringing, and Qian Ling wondered in her heart, why did I seem to hear An Luoshu's mobile phone ringtone.

In order to be more confirmed, she dialed An Luoshu's mobile phone again, yes, this is the voice. The ringtone of their cell phones is the same for both of them. And this is made by the two of them alone, and there is no way that anyone else can use this ringtone. Anroshu should be nearby. Qian Ling followed the voice and searched around. The woods in the park are the clearest sounds. The voices elsewhere were relatively meager and Qian Ling was sure that An Luoshu was in the direction of the grove.

She went into the grove again to find someone, although it was dark now, but there was the light of the street lamp, and the grove could still be seen clearly, there was no ghost shadow, how could there be anyone? Qianling went deeper, crossed the grove, and came to another street. Qian Ling could already hear the very clear ringtone of her mobile phone, and she followed the sound to the mouth of an alley. That's right, this is it. Qian Ling found An Luoshu's mobile phone on the ground, and the screen was shattered.

Qian Ling felt a little wrong, An Luoshu's mobile phone never left her, her mobile phone was actually here. Where is she? was wondering here, she heard a voice of help coming from the alley, Qian Ling was stunned, Mom! What's going on inside the alley? (Dark night, dark alley, help,) Could it be that An Luoshu met a bad person, what bad person? (kidnapping, robbery, rape)? As a top priority, she didn't even think about it and just trotted in.

Anroshu was exhausted and on the verge of collapse. Her body has already been touched by the little rascal, the little rascal seems to be unsatisfied, especially enjoying the fun of this kind of mouth prey struggling, seeing that An Luoshu really has no strength, he just thought, solve his own affairs. It was at this time that he felt a chill in his neck. Then a numb, painful electric current came from the neck. The pain in his heart seemed to pass through his heart, and he jumped out like a frightened rabbit, and he rolled on the ground several times before he stopped, because the range of his movements was too great.

Qian Ling withdrew his stun gun, and then looked at An Luoshu on the ground. An Luoshu was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyes, and it was like death when he closed his eyes. Qianling was terrified. She thought Anloshu was dead. Crazy, shaking An Luoshu's shoulders vigorously. An Luoshu unconsciously hummed because of the pain, "It turns out that she is still alive," Qian Ling felt a glimmer of light appear in the depths of his dark heart. Qian Ling's gaze went from An Luoshu's broken forehead to her frayed feet. Her nose was sore, and tears flowed down her face.

She cried and took out the phone, but she hesitated and didn't know who to call, her strongest arm, Jing Hao was lying in the hospital at this time. An Luoshu has no boyfriend, and Tian Yang is An Luoshu's favorite person, if he calls him, how dare An Luoshu face him in the future. Call your classmates? That's even more unlikely. An Luoshu will definitely be choreographed, this is her privacy, and it must be kept secret.

After the night of the hotel, she felt that Lu Wensong did not look like a person with dirty thoughts. Then there is only one way to call Lu Wensong, but is he a man? Qian Ling obviously felt that the temperature of An Luoshu's body was so cold. Can't hesitate any longer. She immediately called Lu Wensong and told him about the matter here.

After a while, a black sedan stopped at the mouth of the alley, and from inside came 4 or 5 young men. They walked into the alley. Afterwards, they carried a young woman into the car, where they cleaned Anloshu's wounds and responsibly dressed Anloshu. Qian Ling found that the car had driven to the hospital, and one of the men said to Qian Ling: Our boss instructed that the injured person should be sent to the hospital. After all, we are not professional doctors. ”

Qian Ling helped An Luoshu go through the hospitalization procedures, it was already more than 11:00 at this time, Qian Ling had just been resting on the family bed, and Lu Wensong called to ask An Luoshu about the situation, "She is all right." Lu Wensong once again asked in detail how Qianling found An Luoshu.

Lu Wensong, as usual, drove to the Champs-ElysΓ©es community in the dark of night. He knocked on PHS's home, PHS was very surprised that Lu Wensong would come in person, he said, "I originally wanted to send it to you, but I didn't expect you to come in person, then okay, you can take it yourself," Lu Wensong didn't say a word and took the information he wanted, and left here.

Qianling's family background is really ordinary, and there is nothing worth seeing at all, but if there is anything that can be puzzling, it is the origin of her mother, her mother's name is Yun Xi. The surname Yun is rare. There is no information about her mother's origins, and even people like PHS can't find out about her mother. Her mother's whereabouts before she remarried Qian Wenang are too mysterious.

PHS found the photo of Yun Xi, this is an extreme beauty, but Lu Wensong always feels a little familiar when he looks at the people in the photo, not because she looks similar to Qianling, but because he really thinks that this woman is similar to the temperament of the person she has ever seen. Sadly, he doesn't remember who he was like. There is always a trace of arrogance between Yun Xi's eyebrows, which makes her not like a conservative woman in the countryside at all.

Qian Ling has been very busy in the past two days, she has to take care of An Luoshu's three meals a day and chat with Jing Hao to stimulate his brain recovery. An Luoshu was in a coma in the hospital all night, and she woke up on the second day, but she was very reluctant to speak. Qian Ling also understands that no matter which girl encounters something like last night, no one can easily get out of the shadows.

An Luoshu's medical expenses were all paid by Lu Wensong's assistant, and Qian Ling contacted An Luoshu's parents. An Luoshu's parents came to the hospital on the same day, and after An Luoshu saw her mother, the aggrieved look made people feel distressed when they looked at it, and later, An Luoshu was picked up by her parents. An Luoshu said to Qian Ling when he was leaving, "Qian Ling, you have to be careful of Lu Wensong, he is not the same as you imagined. You'd better never associate with him. ”

Whenever Qian Ling returned home alone, he looked at the empty bed in the next room. She felt very lonely, and it would be nice if someone could accompany her. She still went to the hospital to take care of Jing Hao during the day as usual, and one day she happened to bump into Jing Hao's mother. She calmly talked to Jing Hao's mother, who pulled Qian Ling aside and motioned for her to go somewhere else to talk. Qianling agreed.

"Your name is Qianling, right? From now on, you don't have to take care of Jing Hao, every conversation you said to Jing Hao before, I have recorded it with a tape recorder, every day from now on, I will play it to him, if you can make Jing Hao regain consciousness, I will give you a lot of money to thank you at that time. ”

"Auntie, I want to fulfill my responsibilities as a girlfriend, indeed as you said, he has changed a lot for me, I don't have other returns, but I can do my best to take care of him, if you have to be so ruthless, then I can't help it, but Jing Hao can tell me when he recovers."

"Why do you still have the face to say it's his girlfriend? Jing Hao has only been in a coma for a few days? You just found another man outside, his three years of sincerity are simply feeding the dog, after he wakes up, I will give you a lot of money, I still look up to you, this is the last dignity I give you, please respect yourself. β€œ

"Auntie, what do you say? Why did I find another man? Do you really know me? Or did you listen to some rumors or something? ”

"Don't you even know it yourself? Don't you know what you did yourself?

"Auntie, if you have something to say, just say it clearly, I'm not afraid of shadows."

"I'm embarrassed to say it, you can go back and see the forum in the school yourself, remember, don't come to the hospital again in the future, please don't let me look at you more flattened."

After Qian Ling returned home in a huff, he quickly opened his notebook and boarded the school's forum webpage, oh my God. How could such a thing happen? Who did it? Why is this man so vicious? Qian Ling looked at these pictures on the Internet in disbelief, and his heart seemed to be dripping blood. Why are some people born with a black heart, and they have to show off when they hurt others. She was already furious by what she saw.