"Hey, okay boss!" Song Yaohui turned around and walked away step by step.

Fei He and the people squatting on the ground, you look at me, I look at you, they are silent with each other.

Fei He's nose was sore, his eyes were hot, and he was very distressed when he saw the young man squatting motionless in front of him, he wanted to ask, why didn't you resist? Why didn't you call the police? Why should a person bear these unwarranted calamities, but his throat is so stiff that he can't speak.

The boy had a large blue-brown stain on his back, and I don't know where he had rubbed it.

He squatted down and slowly lifted the person up from the ground, gently

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