Wen Zi pulled out a stack of post-it notes and a pen from the shopping bag in his left hand.

After writing a string of numbers, he walked up to the two injured women.

"Hello, my name is Wen Ci, and I'm a friend of this girl."

After introducing herself, Wen Ci handed the post-it note with the number written on it to the short-haired woman who was a little calmer.

"If you need to go to divorce lawsuit, you can call this number, and then you can directly say that I introduced you."

"And." Wen Ci turned his head and glanced at the drunk man on the ground, and said seriously: "We will pay for this gentleman's medical expenses truthfully, you don't have to worry." ”

"Thank you." The short-haired woman took the post-it note and cried lowly.

"You're welcome."

A gentleman responded.

The sound of ambulances and police cars could be heard not far away.

Wen Ci put the windbreaker in his hand back on Fang Bingqing's shoulders.

"It's all taken care of, let's go."

"Hmm." Fang Bingqing nodded.

But after taking two steps, he paused again.

"What's wrong?" Warm words.

Fang Bingqing took out two candies from the shopping bag in Wen Ci's hand, "Wait for me." ”

Fang Bingqing pinched the two candies and walked up to the long-haired woman who was crying.

Squatting down, gently holding the woman's hand, and putting the two pieces of candy into her palm.

Then, he said softly: "Everyone has the right to enjoy light and warmth, no matter how long the night was, please believe that tomorrow will be a new beginning, come on!" ”

After speaking, Fang Bingqing got up and returned to Wen Ci's side.

"Let's go."

Wen Ci retracted his eyes, hid the waves at the bottom of his eyes, and took a new step.

*

The two of them returned to the martial arts hall the same way.

At this time, the atmosphere between the two is much more relaxed and natural than when they came.

"Why did you say those things to her all of a sudden?" Wen Zi asked.

"There's no reason, it's just that we can only help her for a while, and the rest of the way still needs her to muster up the courage to continue walking. So what I can do is give her as much spiritual strength as possible. ”

As soon as he finished saying this, an eleven or twelve-year-old boy ran up to him.

Fang Bingqing slowed down his pace, and watched in a daze as the boy first got closer and closer to him, and then passed by him with a smoke.

"Slightly taller than him."

"What?" Wen Ci followed Fang Bingqing's gaze.

All that was left in the field of vision was the boy's receding back.

"The friend I told you about before looked about the same as that little boy back then."

"The facial features are good-looking, the skin is very white, and the height is a little taller than that of his peers." Fang Bingqing thought back to Brother Xiao Si's face in his mind.

"You seem to be very impressed with this friend you are talking about." Wen Ci followed Fang Bingqing to shrink his steps, slowing down his pace.

"He was there at the darkest time of my life and spent a few short days with me."

Fang Bingqing completely regarded Wen Ci as a listener of a story, and recounted the year in a gentle but firm voice.

"If you stay in negative emotions for too long, it is easy to go to extremes."

"But that friend has told me countless times to always believe in love, in beauty, in warmth and in light and existence."

"You must have been very young back then, right?" Wen Zi asked.

"Well, exactly ten years ago." Fang Bingqing tugged at the windbreaker on his body, "I was nine years old at that time. ”

"Ten years ......".

Wen Zi muttered these two words, and his deep eyes hid into the night.