Chapter 8: Good night, O gods.
In the end, Cheng Ye's hands were saved and not cut off.
Just one was wrung off.
Like a lost dog, he was thrown out by Brother Lei's men.
That night.
Cheng was also at the door of the Star City Bar and almost lost half his life.
Also on that night.
Cheng Ye, who is only twelve years old.
He has just entered the first year of junior high school.
Knowing that this society is not as beautiful as in the fairy tales that his mother told him.
Not everyone is kind.
The teacher who used to teach told him: Be kind to others, and be blessed.
Cheng also before the age of twelve.
I have always had the expectation of a better society.
However, on the night he first entered the school, he was kidnapped for no reason and sent to a cage in this region.
He understood deeply.
Big fish eat little fish.
All the good expectations for this society were torn to shreds in this night.
Twelve-year-old Cheng also remembered it.
That girl, that girl who is like a demon......
Her name is Song Jia.
……
I think back to that scene eight years ago.
Yu Chenglan still has palpitations.
On that day, he just happened to pass by.
picked up Cheng Ye, who was covered in blood.
It was early in the morning.
He was dumped like garbage at the back door of the bar.
Yu Chenglan is three years older than him.
I carried him all the way to the nearest hospital for emergency treatment.
Until now.
He couldn't forget that Cheng was lying on the ground at the time, convulsing all over.
But those beautiful eyes reflected the silent light of death.
Hollowness, numbness.
The memories are painful.
Although eight years have passed since then.
Yu Chenglan didn't know what happened back then.
However, what he remembers.
When Cheng also woke up, he asked him why it had become like this.
He said, "Because of a woman." ”
The woman he hated.
Therefore, Yu Chenglan knew, that girl, her name was Song Jia.
……
"Sister Jia, I've always been curious, what is the one hanging around your neck?"
"It looks like the image of your royal sister, it really doesn't match."
"All the beautiful women wear sparkling necklaces around their necks, and you're the only one with a copper coin like a talisman?"
After arriving at the apartment.
Zhou Zhizhi helped Song Jia pack her luggage while watching her take off her clothes.
Probably it's too hot to walk around.
Song Jia didn't have any beauty baggage, and lifted the thin black sweater and fanned the wind.
Accidentally pulled out the copper coin that had been smoothed out by the years.
A very small piece, hanging on the chest.
The chain that hung the broken copper coin was quite expensive.
Zhou Zhizhi remembered that it seemed to be the only thin chain left on the Russian empress at auction.
The Empress died centuries ago.
He dragged this thin chain until he died.
It is rumored that there is a beautiful love story in the middle.
When Song Jia was invited to give a speech at the Russian Medical Forum.
It happened to be a royal auction.
At the price of fifty-eight million.
Photographed this chain, which didn't look like much value.
When Zhou Zhizhi knew it at the time, he sighed again and again that Song Jia was a rich woman!
She's a hundred thousand whys.
She saw it and wanted to ask.
When Song Jia heard her words, she was subconsciously stunned.
Immediately, he touched the small dark yellow piece of iron on his chest.
"This ......"
"This is the bronze coin I have worked so hard to get."
"Don't ask nonsense, be careful of being approached by the gods!"
Song Jia threatened.
Zhou Zhizhi looked shocked, "I'm grass, really, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" I don't want to be disrespectful to the gods! ”
As she spoke, she made three gestures to worship the Buddha.
Song Jia smiled.
Pinching the small copper coin, there was a moment of distraction.
It was the gods who begged for it.
Merely...... Not what she begged for.
It was the boy who had climbed the mountain of jungle thorns all night.
Give her what she begged for.