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Chapter 3: There are stories of people

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Yuan Yushan and I were arguing here, and all the classmates in the box came over to break up the fight, but because Liu Nanhao hadn't taken action yet, they all hesitated.

Liu Nanhao couldn't bear it for a while and finally couldn't bear it anymore. He stepped forward, grabbed my wrist, and pushed me hard to the side. My body lost balance and when I fell into the sofa, my hand accidentally rubbed on the fruit knife. After a moment, the pain immediately came up.

Wang Xiaodan screamed in fright, "Shen Yan, are you okay?" Seeing me grimacing in pain, he raised his head and scolded Liu Nanhao, "You must be sick in your fucking mind!"

I lowered my head and looked at the long incision on my elbow. The bright red blood kept flowing down, dripping on my legs, dripping on the sofa, and dripping into my heart.

The pain paralyzed my nerves, and my mind went blank. I didn't hear what Wang Xiaodan and the others said in my ears. I just had an idea in my mind, escape from here quickly, because I didn't want Yuan Yushan to see my embarrassment at all, let alone I don't want to see her proud face when her plot is successful.

I stood up and walked out. Wang Xiaodan held me back, probably asking me where I was going. I turned back and glanced at Liu Nanhao. His face was immersed in darkness and I couldn't see his expression clearly. I said to Wang Xiaodan: "None of you are allowed to follow me!"

This KTV club is located in the center of Haicheng. There is busy traffic when you go out, but it does not become deserted because of the early morning.

I stood on the side of the road because I had drunk a lot of beer because of my emotions. Now that the wind blew, I felt a little dizzy and my feet became a little light. I was afraid that someone would chase me out, so I walked to the driveway without thinking. The body stopped a car.

The driver probably noticed that I was drunk and did not refuse. He opened the door lock and let me get in the car. Without even looking at me, I stepped on the accelerator and the car flew off like an arrow.

After passing several traffic lights in a row, the driver asked me: "Where are you going?"

The man's voice was deep and magnetic. I squinted my eyes and looked at him. He was a good-looking young man who happened to be wearing a white T-shirt. I actually reflected the outline of Liu Nanhao on his face.

The man tilted his head and looked at me, obviously waiting for my answer. I waved my hand and said dryly: "Whatever."

The car suddenly slowed down, and the man slowly lowered his gaze to my thigh: "You're bleeding!"

"Haha." I smiled bitterly, tears finally filling my eyes: "No matter how much blood I shed, you will never look at me again. In your eyes, I am just a madman."

The man was silent for a moment, probably thinking, and then he heard him snort coldly. He reached out and pressed down the windows on both sides, letting in all the Haicheng's evening breeze.

"What are you doing?" I was a little cold, and the wind blew through the wound, which also hurt a little.

"Let you wake up." The man's voice was as calm as water.

I didn't say anything because I knew he was not Liu Nanhao after all. I turned my head and looked out the window, quietly feeling the sticky feeling of blood on my elbows and skirt.

I think this man must be someone who has seen the world and has many stories, otherwise he would not be so calm when facing a strange woman covered in blood.

The car turned sharply at the fork in front of the road and soon stopped in front of a hospital.

"I'm not going to the hospital." I gritted my teeth and looked at him.

"Then you want to die?" He replied to me calmly.

"I don't want to." I shook my head. Doesn't death make Yuan Yushan even more proud?

"Then get off the car!"

Because I am also a person who has seen the world, and I think I can tell a story after tonight, so I behave very normally when facing such a strange and strange man, just like facing an old man who has been with me for many years. Like a friend.

(End of chapter)