Aunt Zhang's cooking skills are really good, and she gets along with Grandma Li very happily. With her, Shen Fanyin's burden is much lighter.

Shen Fanyin took a shower and changed her clothes, and when she went out again, it happened that Jiang Zhuyue should also go back to school.

Shen Fanyin said while arranging her hair, "The time is just right, I'll send you back."

Aunt Zhang immediately shook her head: "No, no, miss, don't delay your serious business."

Shen Fanyin smiled lightly, changed into shoes and said, "It's okay, I'm still early, so I'm not in a hurry."

She said, putting her hand on Jiang Zhuyue's shoulder: "Let's go."

Jiang Zhuyue always seemed to be so timid, as if she had no idea of her own.

Shen Fanyin didn't talk to her much, leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes, seizing all the time to rest.

Anseong No. 1 Middle School is very close to Shengjing, and it takes only ten minutes to drive there. Cao Guan parked the car 500 meters away from the school gate and said to Shen Fanyin in the back seat, "Miss, the first middle school has arrived."

"Hmm." Shen Fanyin opened his eyes, looked sideways at the familiar high school outside the window, and his eyes were more irritable, "Nothing has changed, it's still like this."

She retracted her gaze, turned her head to Jiang Zhuyue and said, "Go ahead, study hard, and call Aunt Zhang if you have something."

"Okay, thank you, Miss Fanyin." Jiang Zhuyue lowered her eyes, thanked her in a low voice, and then hurriedly pulled the car door and got out of the car.

When she was in the car, she tightly hugged her schoolbag and locked it in the corner, not daring to breathe for fear of disturbing Shen Fanyin. Now that she got out of the car, she was still holding her schoolbag, walking briskly with her head down, as if someone was chasing her.

Cao Guan was about to start the car, but was stopped by Shen Fanyin: "Brother Cao, wait a while."

Cao Guan didn't know what to do, and looked at Shen Fanyin suspiciously.

Shen Fanyin didn't speak, but waited for Jiang Zhuyue to walk out of a distance before getting out of the car.

Jiang Zhuyue lowered her head and walked quickly in the direction of the school.

Just as she was about to cross the street and enter the school gate, a hand with dark purple nail polish grabbed her by the back collar and dragged her directly into a side alley.

With a "bang", Jiang Zhuyue's thin back hit the cold and rough wall. Before she could stand on her feet, she was surrounded by several girls her age and wearing school uniforms.

She frowned, clutching her bag so tightly that her chin touched her collarbone.

"Cut, who will show this little white pattern?" The girl in charge rolled her eyes, "I don't know, I think we bullied you!"

Jiang Zhuyue pursed her lips tightly, the corners of her eyes were slightly red, and she didn't dare to say a word.

"Hey, what are you doing when you run out every week?" A girl poked her head with her long nails, leaving red half-moon-shaped marks.

Jiang Zhuyue snorted, but did not make a sound.

"What do I ask you?" The girl exerted her strength, and the back of Jiang Zhuyue's head slammed against the wall.

"Tutoring, tutoring." Jiang Zhuyue endured the pain, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes, but she didn't raise her hand to rub the sore spot.

She clutched her bag as if that was all she had.

"Huh, tutoring? With the few steel hammers your mother earned as a nanny, can you still tutor?"

"I think I'm going to help your mom with the work, right? Oh, Piggy is such a sensible daughter!"

The girls laughed at her presumptuously.

They laughed for a while, and suddenly a stocky girl slapped Jiang Zhuyue's face: "Hey, in the math test of the evening self-study, you wrote my student number and name, did you hear that?"

Jiang Zhuyue's head tilted to the side, and tears fell uncontrollably.

"Remember?"

"Ask you!"

Questions rang out one after another, and Jiang Zhuyue was not given a chance to speak at all. As if they were afraid that Jiang Zhuyue would have the ability to speak, they punched and kicked while asking.

"Heh, the role of this place has really not changed in years."

A delicate female voice sounded not far away, this voice was soft, coquettish, and not at all intimidating.

The violent girl stopped her movements and looked at the person suspiciously.

Because she wanted to see Su Mu, Shen Fanyin didn't wear makeup, she casually wore a pair of dark jeans, a white T-shirt, and her long hair was curled into a ball, looking like these high school students.

The girl at the head squinted at her and asked viciously, "Who are you?"

Shen Fanyin walked slowly in front of them, and reached out to drag the miserable Jiang Zhuyue behind him.

She rolled up her sleeves with a flat expression and asked Jiang Zhuyue, "Are they the ones who tore up your roll?"

Jiang Zhuyue looked at her in astonishment, obviously, Shen Fanyin's appearance at this time surprised her more than she was beaten herself.

Being stared at by Shen Fanyin, Jiang Zhuyue nodded slowly.

"Usually always bullied?"

"Hmm."

"How long?"

"Very, long, long."

"Got it."

Shen Fanyin turned her head, looked at the six girls in front of her, and slowly raised her hand.

Ten minutes later, the six abusive girls fled the alley in tears, their hair in braids and running as fast as they could, fearing that they would be dragged back and beaten again.

Shen Fanyin shook his hand and sighed lightly: "One session is not as good as one session."

Jiang Zhuyue looked at her in shock, her mouth opened wide, and she couldn't speak.

Shen Fanyin turned her head, tidied up her torn school uniform, and asked, "Are you going to the hospital?"

Jiang Zhuyue whispered, "Hurry, it's almost time to study at night."

"Okay." Shen Fanyin took her hand and led her out of the alley, without asking her why she was being bullied.

Not all bullying is done for a reason, and not all conflicts are the fault of both parties.

Some scumbags take pleasure in this, so they don't care whether the weak are better off.

The last afterglow sprinkled on Jiang Zhuyue's face, she looked at Shen Fanyin's side face, her bright eyes were full of confusion and shame.

Shen Fanyin dragged her to the pharmacy near the school, bought bone-setting oil and band-aids, and dragged her to buy some snacks, as well as new textbooks and notebooks.

Shen Fanyin threw the textbook full of insulting words in her schoolbag into the trash, put the brand new textbook in it, and then rubbed her head and said, "If you are bullied, you have to learn to beat yourself back, the more you coax, the more presumptuous they are."

Jiang Zhuyue pursed her lips lightly and whispered, "I don't want my mother to worry about me."

"You're going to worry about that." Shen Fanyin tapped on her head, "Don't be afraid of causing trouble, I'll take care of it for you if something happens."

Jiang Zhuyue looked at her intently, silent for a long time, and she asked, "Miss Fanyin, are you ...... Why do you want to help me?"

"Why?" Shen Fanyin squinted her eyes, looking at the lights on the street, and the figure of another person appeared in front of her, and she whispered, "Because there was once a person who also saved me like this."

It was when she had just suffered a change, some people sympathized with her, but others took the opportunity to bully her.

She remembers that it was also one evening when she was back to school to get her things when she was blocked in this alley by a group of people who laughed at her, bullied her, and even tried to tear her clothes.

Just when she was at her most desperate, the man who seemed more terrifying than all the little gangsters and little sisters appeared.

She chewed bubblegum, wore black smoky makeup on her face, and combed Sadako's long, straight black hair.

"Tsk, do you want face? So many people bullying a little girl."

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