"Get in the car and I'll see you off."

Nie Zhao shook his hand away, and his expression was extremely indifferent: "Don't touch me." ”

Jin Zhuoqi held her pocket in one hand, not caring what she said, turned around and dragged her arm into the car.

Stumbled, Nie Zhao behind her was torn so that her arm was about to be broken, and the gap in strength with him was too great, and she didn't have any ability to resist at all.

"Are you sick? Loosen! Jin Zhuoqi, you can't hear me, do you? ”

Nie Zhao broke his hand angrily, his anger was about to erupt, and he kicked his leg hard, and the whole person was already on the verge of extreme.

The back of her hand was bloodied by her fingernails, and the tiger's mouth was torn to the point of redness, watching Nie Zhao go crazy, Jin Zhuoqi stopped with his head sideways, his eyes were gloomy, and his voice was a little cold:

"Do you think I don't protect you, you provoked so many people, can you mess around here?"

Nie Zhao lowered his eyes and turned a deaf ear: "Don't worry about it, let go." ”

There was no sound above her head, the two were deadlocked, Nie Zhao's entire suppressed anger could not be suppressed completely, she raised her head and looked at him with some redness: "Are you so cheap?" I'm telling you to, can't you hear me? ”

Jin Zhuoqi looked at her calmly, and his voice slowed down: "Nie Zhao, give me an instruction, and I will help you." ”

Nie Zhao just lowered his head and continued to break his hand, wanting to tear it apart from him, his lowered eyelashes trembled, and his voice was slightly sandy: "You are not loose." ”

Jin Zhuoqi didn't care, as if he hadn't heard, his fingers pulled hard, and he hugged the person into his arms.

Even through a layer of heavy sweatshirts, she could feel that she was amazingly thin, as if only bones were left in her body, and her whole paper-thin body was about to disappear in an instant, which made Jin Zhuoqi uncomfortable.

His arms tightened around her waist, and his chin rested on her shoulders, trying to hold her whole body into his own blood.

While not forgetting to break her hand, she forced her to hug him, and her voice was cold, but it was extremely hot.

"If you are sober at this time, you should hook me."

Chapter 42

Nie Zhao struggled for a long time in the hot embrace, his nails almost scratching the back of his hand, and he didn't let go in the slightest.

She closed her eyes, her breath sank, as if she had suddenly lost her strength, and let him hold her, her eyes without any energy, just no strength to struggle with compromise.

Jin Zhuoqi tilted her head slightly, the fingers that clenched her wrist loosened a little, and her voice fell low.

"Nie Zhao, you're still too impulsive, if I had gone crazy like you, I'd have died a long time ago."

Nie Zhao's back was so tight that she couldn't relax for a moment, and even falling asleep was a looping nightmare.

"Aren't you impulsive?"

Jin Zhuoqi let go of her, stood in front of her, looked down at her and said, "I don't need to worry about it, but you can't." ”

Nie Zhao just raised his head to look at him, his eyes touched Jin Zhuoqi's dark eyes, and he hung his head suddenly, his gaze subconsciously fell on his wrist, the eye of the needle had recovered to no trace at all, and his wrist was held a little tightly, leaving a circle of red.

She looked up at him again, and asked in an indifferent voice, "Jin Zhuoqi, why didn't you tell me about Lu Xiang." ”

Jin Zhuoqi's voice was unconcealed: "I am a human being, not a god, and I don't have the power of an unpredictable prophet, so I never thought that she would kill herself." ”

"Didn't you really think about it?"

Nie Zhao's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice raised a lot, as if he was aggressive, and he didn't believe Jin Zhuoqi's explanation at all.

"You dare to say that you don't have the slightest hint of revenge?? You know how important she is to me. ”

"Jin Zhuoqi, even if you hate me, you can come at me casually, why do you want to calculate the people around me? Isn't it enough for me to be by your side, and if you are called, you will go?! ”

Nie Zhao's eyes were red, and tears fell down his cheeks: "Aren't you quite cool when you're not grassy?" ”

She didn't hear Jin Zhuoqi's continued answer, she looked at the hand holding her wrist, her scarlet eyes erupted with hatred, and she lowered her head and bit his tiger's mouth.

The teeth were very hard, without the slightest merciality, trying to bite off his thin layer of flesh, and her mouth was full of scarlet blood, and she didn't feel the slightest relief from Jin Zhuoqi.

Jin Zhuoqi just lowered his head and let her vent, his whole hand was almost dug and he couldn't see it, and he was dripping blood, but he only saw the tears that Nie Zhao dripped down his cheeks and fell on the green tendons on the back of his hand, which was hot and had a strong sense of existence, like a drop of thick pulp that splashed out, burning people's hearts and mouths.

Feeling the strength of her teeth loosen, Jin Zhuoqi hurriedly dragged her body and directly picked her up and got into the car.

Fu Kun saw Nie Zhao who had fainted, and drove to the hospital without saying a word.

The doctor said that she was a little anemic and that her mental state was not very good, so she was given an infusion and said that she would be fine with a little sleep.

He also told Jin Zhuoqi that she should eat regularly and not let her have too much pressure.

Jin Zhuoqi stood beside the hospital bed and nodded, and after the doctor walked out, a nurse walked in with gauze.

He sat down in a chair next to him, took the tray and looked at the doctor and said, "I'll take care of it myself, thank you." ”

The nurse nodded, "Okay then." ”

After speaking, he told him not to touch the water at the nearest level, and that the medicine needed to be changed twice a day.

When the doctor came out, the entire ward was left with Nie Zhao, who was unconscious on the bed, and Jin Zhuoqi, who lowered his head and tied himself with a bandage.

The whole hand was wrapped, and only a few fingers were exposed.

He raised his wrist and put it in front of his eyes, opened and closed his palm, felt a slight tingling, and then turned his eyes to look at Nie Zhao.

Maybe she slept very unsteadily, she was still frowning when she slept, and her lips were a little too pale and dry, Jin Zhuoqi took a glass of water and moistened her lips with a cotton swab, and when she recovered a little, she turned her head and left the ward.

Fu Kun bumped into Jin Zhuoqi head-on, and subconsciously followed him out, and his brain couldn't keep up with the movements.

"Don't you have to take care of her?"

Jin Zhuoqi walked on his long legs, shook his head and said softly, "No." ”

She shouldn't want to see them right now.

Fu Kun glanced back, followed Jin Zhuoqi's footsteps, got into the car and left.

***

Nie Zhao came out of the hospital and stayed at home every day, not going out much, as if he had recovered the state of the time he had in the Taiwan Strait, but this time there was no external obstruction, but he simply did not want to go out.

She needed to wait for an opportunity, an opportunity that she could take advantage of.

Her personality seemed to be becoming more and more withdrawn, she could spend the whole day on the sofa, she didn't want to say anything, the room didn't need any sound, she didn't feel any discomfort, and she gradually got used to this quiet feeling.

The whole room may be completely static, if not the occasional moving fragments.

I don't know if the injection worked, Nie Zhao realized that it shouldn't be something that would make her get AIDS, she often felt that her eyes were difficult to focus, her mental state was very poor, her eyes were just staring at one place in a trance, and many times she couldn't see what it was.

She once watched an American drama called "Fragments of Memory" and had some fragmentary images in her mind, of course, these pictures were originally memorized by her, but they kept pouring into her mind like fragments.

She thought of a fruit knife, the glare of the knife, the white arms, the skirt of a girl, the sound of water in the bathroom, the transparent bathtub with dripping water.

Like a slice, scenes invade my mind back and forth.

The scenes are all images of her sitting in the bathroom and self-harming, but her expression is completely different from that of her at that time, as if she was enjoying it.

She didn't want to do that, and the images pained her.

She could only stand by the wall and gently hit the wall with her head, and the pain would make her regain some consciousness.

But one day, the skin on his forehead was broken, and blood flowed down the center of his eyebrows, the bridge of his nose to his lips, and his jaw dripping on the ground.

She stood in the bathroom and looked at that face in the mirror, and suddenly felt so strange.

In the past few days, I have met a new friend, Lu Xiang's roommate Tong Hua, who is not a friend, and they have very little communication and no small talk between friends.

The other person's name was very nice, much like the heroine of a fairy tale, but eventually she realized that it might be black. Fairy tale.

The character of the children's painting is very silent, as if he suffers from severe aphasia, he will never say a word without speaking, he is withdrawn and autistic, and rarely takes the initiative to communicate with anyone.

She seemed to be a person who didn't want to get close, lifeless, and without the slightest entertainment, and no one would want to play with such a person.

She can even say that she has no hobbies, living in her own world, on the edge of the real world.

The reason why Nie Zhao had communicated with her so much was simply because Tong Hua sent a WeChat message two days ago, an inquiry that Nie Zhao couldn't take his eyes off.

[Do you know Bu Jia? 】

Nie Zhao instantly heard what she meant.

I don't have that much time to go around the bend, so I ask bluntly: "You want to help me, why?" 】

Tong Hua said: "She was in a car accident and knocked my father into a limb amputation, but threatened my father to write a letter of forgiveness, otherwise it would ruin my life. 】

[I hate her, I want her to die. 】

Not everything can be solved with money.

She admitted that she knew that Lu Xiang was being bullied by Bu Jia before she approached Lu Xiang, but she didn't expect that Lu Xiang would kill herself, and at that moment she suddenly realized that it was impossible for her to defeat Bu Jia.

Bu Jia was born in a wealthy family, although her parents were university professors who taught, her grandfather was a retired veteran, her grandmother was also a figure who used to dominate the shopping mall, her uncle worked in the police station, and there were countless relationships that she could not afford to offend.

[What do you want to do?] Nie Zhao asked.

[I have a video.] 】

After she replied, she sent a video that shocked her extremely much, as if it had been taken secretly with a tiny camera.

There are three men and one woman in the picture, the girl is undressed, smoking, lying on the bed on all fours, not very mentally normal, there are many leather whips, ropes and collars on the ground, and her white back is covered with whiplashes, the picture is unsightly.

Nie Zhao's brain was a little down, and there was too much difference between her impression of the arrogant Bu Jia.

She saved the video and asked her, "Where did you get the video?" 】

Tong Hua replied: "I slept with one of the men and stole it from his phone. 】

[Our dormitory is mixed, and I am from the computer department. 】

Nie Zhao's brain was buzzing, Tong Hua looked silent, but her heart seemed to be more stubborn than her, she had been tortured by Bu Jia and gone crazy, so she did not hesitate to use everything she had as a bargaining chip.

[Why don't you expose yourself?] 】

After this video was exposed, it was impossible for her to stay in school or even in China.

[Not enough, if she succeeds, I don't feel that the revenge will be avenged, she can still live a prosperous life after she goes abroad, if she fails, I will fall short, so I want you to help me give full play to her greatest value. 】

[Actually, I really want to stab her to death, it's a big deal for me to go to jail, but I can't die, my family is just me and my dad.] 】

Nie Zhao's mind was a little messy for a while, she looked at the video on her phone, didn't click on it, and her mind was thinking about something.

The wind outside the window was cold, Nie Zhao didn't close the window and let the wind blow in, sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at the moon hanging in the dark sky.

She wore a thin white suspender pajamas, sat on the floor next to the bed and smoked a whole night, wisps of smoke were blown on her face by the wind, piercing her eyes, and she stayed up all night, her eyes hurt and she couldn't open them, and finally she didn't know when she fell asleep.