Chu Ying simply thanked Tang Hewei and went home alone.

didn't say a word to Song Yong.

On the way back, the neighbors were talking about Chu Ying, scolding her for being a fox and seducing the men in the village.

Tang Hewei followed Song Yong back together, chattering on the way, "You also like to watch the excitement together, and you went over specially to go?" ”

Song Yong bowed his head and was silent.

"If you want me to say, this poor mountain and bad water is the one who came out of Diaomin, and he saw that little daughter-in-law beaten," Tang Hewei frowned in disgust, "It's really distressing." ”

"They're all very simple." Song Yong looks down on the poor a little, which is a common disease raised by people on the high platform from their roots, but they will never use "Diao Min" to describe them.

Tang and Wei are different.

He has been immersed in extravagance for many years, and he is arrogant in his bones, "Simple? A simple person who opens and closes his mouth is the scolding of a little fox and a little slut? ”

These insulting words made Song Yong uncomfortable, and he locked himself up when he returned.

The mobile phone in the pocket of her pants was faintly hot, ironing against her skin, and seemed to be contaminated with Chu Ying's temperature, and she seemed to be very sad because of his words.

A sense of shame hung over my heart.

Song Yong opened the door and went downstairs, and on the stairs, he accidentally bumped into the whispering of Yanzi and his neighbor.

"Someone saw it, Sun Hui was in the commissary with Yingying last night, and the door was still closed."

Yanzi was surprised, "It's impossible, the warbler doesn't mean that to him." ”

"Really!" The neighbor didn't stop, "It's eight o'clock." ”

Eight o'clock......

At that time, the people in the commissary were clearly Song Yong, so half of Chu Ying's unwarranted disaster today was because of him?

*

There will be a power outage in the village on the night of the 28th, and every household will be without electricity, including the commissary, and the usual warm orange lights will be gone, replaced by a darkness of annihilation.

During the day, there was a fight, the shelves were knocked over, and things were scattered all over the ground, which was very messy.

Chu Ying lit a candle and sat in the small warehouse, he looked at the scratches on his shoulder, neck and back through the glass door of the freezer, the scars were very heavy, and the skin was scratched.

In the summer, you will sweat, and it is not good if the wound is inflamed.

Wiped with a towel dipped in water, Chu Ying took out iodine for disinfection, the wound was on the back, it was not easy to wipe, and when he was adjusting his posture, someone outside the door seemed to have tripped over the debris on the ground.

Song Yong held on to the shelves, in an embarrassing environment, his face was embarrassed, "Is there anyone?" ”

It was his voice that Chu Ying fell on guard, "Here." ”

Follow the sound to get in.

Finding the door of the small warehouse, as soon as he stepped forward, Chu Ying's bare shoulders and a large piece of porcelain white back fell into Song Yong's sight.

The dim candlelight reflected on her white and plump skin, and even the floating strands of hair were dyed.

The beating shadow light is like a butterfly fluttering its wings, and she is the first one to bloom among the flowers, the most lush and delicate, and the same is the first to wither and wither.

Chu Ying didn't move, "Why don't you come in?" ”

Not only did he not go in, but after Song Yong's reaction, he directly put down the medicine box he brought, "This is for you, I'll ...... I'll go first. ”

"Wait."

Chu Ying stopped him, "I can't reach the injuries in the back, can you help me?" ”

The back at the door hesitated, dealing with this kind of man who was just starting to fall in love, Chu Ying had a way, she sighed weakly, and retreated as advance.

"Forget it, after all, it's not a woman's favor, you can help me, just let me die of pain."

These are his original words during the day.

Song Yong's sense of shame was even heavier, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that in the morning. ”

"You're really sorry?"

"Of course."

"Then can you bear to see me die of pain?" Her voice was delicate, "If you bear with it...... Then you can go. ”

Chu Ying bet that he would not leave.

In the game of men, she has never lost a bet.