Therefore, he felt that Jin Zhuoqi's revenge was not heavy, but that he had relented a lot because of his previous acquaintances.

"The doctor said she went for a check-up when she was a freshman in high school."

Fu Kun was a little puzzled and said, "Brother Zhuo, you knew her before." ”

"Auntie—"

Jin Zhuoqi looked at the reports in his hand, there were quite a lot, and Fu Kun had obtained a lot of the contents of the doctor's questioning, his eyes crossed the rows of words, his eyes gradually became heavier and heavier, his fingers touched the thin layer of paper, and an indescribable feeling welled up in his heart.

Is it refreshing to see the evil retribution of the wicked? It doesn't seem to be exactly.

"Brother Zhuo, what do you think of Nie Zhao?" Fu Kun asked boldly for the first time.

I don't know if it's because of the emotion affected by the report, Jin Zhuoqi's eyebrows are still cold, he glanced at him, and the corners of his mouth pulled up slightly: "There is an old acquaintance with a deep hatred in the sea of blood." ”

He's just playing with her.

The bow and arrow on her arm was a constant reminder to Jin Zhuoqi that she had abandoned him when she was a child, and when she grew up, she had killed anyone who was willing to pick him up for another man.

He laughed, "What, do you think I'm too nice to her?" ”

Fu Kun looked at Jin Zhuoqi, his eyes met his dark eyes, and suddenly a layer of cold sweat broke out on his body, and his whole body stiffened.

He simply wanted to ask, but it seemed to backfire, but it was reminding Jin Zhuoqi of how his mother died.

So Fu Kun has been silent.

Just thinking, does he really think that letting Nie Zhao accompany/sleep is also a punishment?

You treat her as a sister and you her?

After Fu Kun left the villa, Jin Zhuoqi sat on the sofa with his head down, his eyes staring at the thick pile of examination reports, the dazzling red font on them, the "moderate depression" on them, and the hideous scars on the girl's white arms hidden under his clothes.

It was as if the heart had been stabbed by something, and it began to hurt.

Jin Zhuoqi's eyes fell on the photo he had taken with Jin Ruxin when he was a child.

Jin Ruxin likes to take pictures very much, saying that she wants to keep everything he has, she doesn't have any money, she does the hard work of ordinary people every day, and she has done it as a delivery driver, and she wants to give Jin Zhuoqi everything she has with all her strength.

She said that if someone else took Jin Zhuoqi away, she might be able to give him a better life, so she couldn't lose.

But Jin Zhuoqi himself understands that he had severe autism when he was a child, and no one cares about it, except for a fairly standard-looking face, which is not at all the type that adults would choose to adopt.

Autism is very difficult to treat, you may not be able to communicate with people for the rest of your life, and you may still have problems with your brain.

She named Jin Zhuoqi Zhuoqi because she hoped that he would be outstanding in the future, and that Qi would be smart, outgoing, and auspicious, and that she had given him a dictionary that she had looked up for a long time by someone who didn't know many words.

Jin Zhuoqi pinched the reports, tore them apart in the middle, and tore the whole sheet of paper until it was impossible to see what was written, and then put them down and threw them into the trash without mercy.

Standing up, staring at the dazzling white of the trash can, his long legs kicked hard, and the pieces of paper instantly spilled all over the ground.

There were still some ambiguous water marks and white stains on the sofa, and the rich smell in the air had not completely dissipated, and the garbage cans that had been turned over the floor were impacting, and the living room was in shambles.

Jin Zhuoqi took a deep breath.

He had the upper hand.

It is absolutely up to the decision.

What's there to be upset about him?

***

Not long after Nie Zhao returned, the eldest aunt came, she was in pain, she struggled to get up, went to a nearby pharmacy to buy painkillers, and wanted to go to a nearby supermarket to buy sanitary napkins.

Nie Zhao didn't plan to chat with him, in her place, it didn't matter if the two of them couldn't become friends, even if they were enemies, just about to turn around from the other direction, they were held by Zhao Rui's wrist.

Nie Zhao raised his eyes slightly and glanced at him, pursed his lips, and said in a cold voice: "Let go." ”

Zhao Rui let go.

Standing next to her, blocking her way, there is no meaning to avoid it.

"Ask you something."

His tone was quite gentle, and his good attitude made Nie Zhao stop and want to hear it.

She raised an eyebrow and asked, "What?" ”

Zhao Rui asked in a calm tone, "Did you do Brahma's thing?" ”

Nie Zhao frowned tightly in an instant: "Brahma Zong? What's the matter? ”

She hadn't seen him since that bar.

It's been a few months, and he can't remember this person even if he doesn't say it.

Zhao Rui looked at her expression, and was still a little suspicious: "It's really not you?" ”

"How about him?" Nie Zhao didn't bother to continue arguing with him at all, endured the pain in his waist and abdomen, and asked casually, "Didn't Li Ye help me fight back?" What do I have nothing to do with him? ”

She's not someone who wants to get things done.

Zhao Rui listened to her words and frowned slightly: "You don't know? ”

"Can you finish your sentence?" Nie Zhao had no patience at all.

"Last time...... He did the thing you were locked up in the steel mill, but he didn't do anything, and I thought it was someone you found to get revenge on him. ”

After graduating from high school, Brahma was looking for excitement, and found a hair salon girl to make an appointment, but it was recently found out that the other party had a venereal disease, and the health report he gave him before was forged, and he almost didn't strangle the hair salon girl to death, and he didn't hear a word from her mouth, only that she was greedy so she tricked Brahma into sleeping with her.

Nie Zhao's reaction was a little slower, and he immediately twisted his eyebrows and immediately asked, "Did he do it?" ”

It's not hard to guess what he wanted to do when he brought her there.

Zhao Rui pursed his lips, knowing that Nie Zhao didn't need to lie to him.

She really didn't know.

"Who do you think it is?" Zhao Rui stared at it.

If it weren't for Nie Zhao, it would have been easy to guess who did it.

Nie Zhao's mind was still a little messy, so why did Jin Zhuoqi admit it?

She quickly looked at Zhao Rui again and asked, "What's wrong with Brahma?" ”

After Zhao Rui finished speaking, Nie Zhao suddenly laughed, and his smile was cold.

"You deserve it, why didn't you die directly."

Jin Zhuoqi did it so beautifully that she couldn't help but want to applaud.

Zhao Rui was speechless, and after a few seconds, he asked in a holding back: "How are you doing?" ”

Nie Zhao smiled very happily: "Of course it feels good to have a backer. ”

Zhao Rui took a deep breath: "Nie Zhao, Jin Zhuoqi is not that simple. ”

Nie Zhao didn't say a word, the smile in his eyes was gone, and he quietly looked at Zhao Rui and asked, "Where are you standing when Ma Quan is released from prison?" ”

He was sentenced to a year, and he will come out next year.

Zhao Rui lowered his eyes, his chin tensed and silent.

Ma Quan was not only a friend to him for many years, he helped him a lot, which is why he didn't break with him even though he knew that Ma Quan was paranoid.

"Do you think he'll let me go when he comes out? No, he won't let Jin Zhuoqi go. ”

Nie Zhao said slowly: "You won't protect me, but Jin Zhuoqi will." ”

She could probably guess why Jin Zhuoqi admitted this bad debt and took advantage of the situation to let her know his hatred.

But she knew very well that Jin Zhuoqi would not allow Nie Zhao to be bullied at the hands of others.

Her life could only be used to wear out his flames little by little.

Nie Zhao slept all afternoon after she returned, and she was glad that she didn't have to go to work on Friday, otherwise she might really bleed a river when she stood at the convenience store all morning.

After waking up, there was still some residual discomfort in the abdomen, and the strength that had been tossed last night was weak, and now my legs became more and more sore, and I didn't have the strength to stand up.

Coincidentally, Jin Zhuoqi has a scene tonight.

At the beginning of the National Day, most of the people in A were locals, and they had already flown abroad last night, and there was nothing fun about crowding people in other places.

Nie Zhao didn't plan to go, she learned to cook noodles by herself, the effect of the first time was not very good, the salt was too heavy and the noodles were a little too much, but she still finished eating, and after eating, she wrapped herself in a blanket and watched "Fast and Furious" at home.

After reading that one, she lowered her head and searched her mobile phone for a ticket to Jiming Temple, and she asked for leave to take the high-speed train early tomorrow morning.

After buying the ticket, I searched the process on the Internet to avoid wasting time tomorrow, and after doing a good job, I played with my mobile phone again.

During this period, I received a WeChat message from Fu Kun.

[Sister, are you coming to the bar? 】

Sister, your uncle.

Nie Zhao was too lazy to have no bones, lying on the sofa and typing: [Don't go. 】

[Tsk, your rival in love has appeared, if you don't come to be careful, Brother Zhuo will leave with someone else tonight. 】

Nie Zhao: [I still have few rivals? 】

It's a woman, and 60% of the time it's her rival, and the remaining 40% doesn't dare to cheat.

[His ex-girlfriend is here. 】

Before. It's not Lin Sining.

Nie Zhao became curious, and she had to make it clear to Jin Zhuoqi that he didn't care which face he was thinking about, and he had to guard himself like jade when he slept with her.

【Which bar?】 】

Fu Kun directly threw her a position.

In autumn, the weather has begun to turn cold, and the temperature difference between day and night is large, Nie Zhao wore a black sweatshirt, dark gray overalls and a Denim baseball cap to go out, and the hat was still taken from Jin Zhuoqi's house.

took a taxi, and when they arrived at the door of the bar, Nie Zhao asked them whether they were in the private room or dispersed, and Fu Kun sent her a private room number.

Nie Zhao wore a mask, which was extremely incompatible with the hot atmosphere in the bar and the well-groomed men and women.

Whose pub fuck is set like a maze?

The doors were the same color as the walls, and she could barely find the door to enter.

Standing at the end of a corridor leaning against the wall, Nie Zhao took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Jin Zhuoqi.