But the man turned a deaf ear to what he said to her.

Talking to a drunkard, can you expect him to make a rational judgment?

The answer, of course, is no.

The foreign man was rough and pulled her back by the hair, no matter how much she struggled, he couldn't shake him in the slightest.

Countless fears welled up in her heart.

"Let go of me, let go of me!"

The streets were deserted, and only her cries echoed, which also made her heart half cold.

All in vain.

He threw her to the ground hard, he threw her too hard, Gu Qingyan's head hit the street lamp hard, and she was suddenly dizzy, her eyes were dark, she raised her hand to stroke her forehead, and then put down her hand again, a blood stain was in the palm of her hand.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Oriental girl, probably very cool. His eyes were slightly closed, and the expression on his face was indescribably obscene.

"No, don't come here, please, don't come over...... "When did she encounter this kind of thing, it was false to say that she was not afraid, but in her heart it seemed that she still left her grudge against Shen Moliang......

Before the man could get closer, he couldn't wait to pounce.

"Don't touch me! Get out of the ......" Gu Qingyan wanted to calm down and protect himself, but he still couldn't stand such a double stimulation, and the whole person almost collapsed and screamed.

Gu Qingyan touched a piece of glass and pressed it against his neck without thinking, "Come over again, believe it or not, I'll die to show you!" ”

As if he hadn't heard, the man continued to approach with a heavy smell of alcohol.

Seeing that he was not afraid of this, Gu Qingyan's hand tightened, and he sent the glass shard to his neck.

The sharp glass easily cut through her delicate skin, shedding a string of tiny beads of blood.

Seeing that it was already inevitable, Gu Qingyan raised the glass without hesitation, intending to end himself.

"Drip-drip-" The shrill car horn sounded, and Gu Qingyan thought that he was having auditory hallucinations.

The strong headlights illuminated the dusky road and made her movements stunned.

In the blurred vision, she seemed to see Shen Moliang's face.

The man's clear look like the sea, his frowning eyebrows, and the pair of black eyes that were usually warm and eternal in front of her, but at this time they were frosty.

She could barely see his movements, only a crisp bone cracking sound, and the foreign man in front of her had been kicked to the ground.

The man fell to the ground and was kicked again, kicked two meters away, hit the wall, his head hit the cement wall hard, snorted in pain, and then turned red with a painful and tangled face, trembling and pointing at the man who suddenly rushed over to him, his mouth was half English and half Chinese, and he didn't know what he was scolding.

Shen Moliang glanced at him, his eyes were extremely cold, making people feel like falling into an ice cellar.

Gu Qingyan was in a trance, and suddenly someone helped her up, and she opened her eyes to look at Shen Moliang's face.

She was heavy, and a coat with a familiar crisp and clean air covered her.

"Yan Yan?" Shen Moliang coaxed lightly, stroked her bloody hair, and whispered in her ear, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, right next to you, be good, don't be afraid." ”

Gu Qingyan closed his eyes tiredly and forcibly forced back his tears.

Although she knew that she was out of danger now, the fear just now still lingered in her heart, and her body was still trembling instinctively, her eyes were bloodshot, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.