That was a secret that Meng Chuyuan had been hiding in her heart and didn't want to say, and she must have felt very uncomfortable when she said it in such a way tonight.

Lu Qingye only knew that Meng Chuyuan was an orphan, but he didn't know that she still had such a miserable background.

Just now he looked at Meng Chuyuan's lonely and lonely back from behind, listening to her slightly choked, pale and weak voice, gradually turning his emotions from the shock at the beginning, calm with a little distress.

Now he is standing in front of Meng Chuyuan, without the slightest dislike and dodge.

Meng Chuyuan raised his head, and his red eyes flashed with a hint of a smile: "The person who is afraid should be you, right?" They are afraid that I will get sick, aren't you afraid? ”

He wrinkled his eyebrows and said flatly: "Do you think you are sick?" ”

"I guess so, I'm the daughter of a madman." Meng Chuyuan inadvertently stretched out her hand and grabbed Lu Qingye's sleeve, she half-squinted, and continued to tell him her memories: "Do you know why I ran? Because I vaguely remember that my mom would be locked up and forcibly injected when she was sick, so when they started to doubt me, I was afraid that they would do the same to me. ”

She lived a life of fear every day, and she never slept soundly.

"In the past, I carved humility in my bones, and I also saw human nature clearly, but the resentment in my heart is always greater than forgiveness."

Meng Chuyuan knew when she was very young that her neighbors were prejudiced against their family, no matter how good she was, she used her good behavior to please others, and wanted to exchange her sincerity for peace of mind, those adults would still tell them that their children should not get too close to her after all.

On the surface, the people in the village take care of her and sympathize with her, but in fact, everyone is wary of her, and when something happens to her, everyone will point the finger at her.

However, Meng Chuyuan has long reconciled with his past.

She didn't hold a grudge against those people, nor did she look down on her past self.

Meng Chuyuan's face was flushed, the tears on her face were clearly visible under the light, she pulled Lu Qingye's sleeve and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, if there is really that day, I will definitely not affect you." ”

"What nonsense?" Lu Qingye frowned, looking at her with doubts in his eyes, serious with a little firm tenderness: "I snatched your life back from the hands of death, whether you are sick or not, I will not abandon you like them." ”

He and Meng Chuyuan met at the beginning of a dark and windy night.

That afternoon, Lu Qingye went to the suburbs to inspect the work, and on the way back to the city in the evening, he and his assistant saw the scene of the car accident with their own eyes, the perpetrator escaped, and the girl who was hit was Meng Chuyuan.

The road was very remote, there were no cameras around, and there were not many vehicles coming and going, and the driver probably knew the condition of the road at the time, so he dared to walk away boldly after hitting someone.

However, all this was seen by Lu Qingye and his assistant, but when their car drove over and saw it, the car in front was about to leave.

Realizing that there was a person lying at the intersection in front of him, the perpetrator drove away, Assistant Yang subconsciously lowered the speed of the car, originally this matter had nothing to do with them, and Assistant Yang didn't want to participate in this matter, but asked Lu Qingye to stop.

Assistant Yang considered various problems at that time and analyzed rationally: "Mr. Lu, this girl was not bumped into by us, if we get involved, this matter will be very troublesome, and we will have to cooperate with the police to make a record when the time comes...... If this spreads, it will not have a good impact on our company. ”

(End of chapter)