Xu Zi completely faded out of Mai Ding's life. Mai Ding's life is still the same as usual, get out of class is over early today, Mai Ding is not in a hurry to go home, but is going to get his hair cut, the weather has been getting warmer and warmer recently, even wearing a thin coat is getting a bit hot, so Mai Ding wanted to cut his hair a little shorter and make it more refreshing.
On the way to the barber shop, sharp-eyed Mai Ding suddenly saw a very wretched-looking man wearing Nikes and Adidas stealing a woman's wallet and mobile phone with a clip, completely ignoring the surroundings. Bystanders, and the woman was also buying snacks from a passing stall, and didn't care at all. Although the food seller saw it, he was indifferent. Mai Ding looked around, some people didn't see it, and some people didn't see it even if they saw it. Pretend not to see.
Mai Ding is a righteous person, he stepped forward to grab the thief's hand: "What are you doing?"
He thought he could frighten the thief by being fierce, but he didn't expect the thief to be more fierce than him, so he widened his eyes and said, "Don't mind your own business."
"Is it reasonable for you to steal something?"
After Mai Ding's reminder, the woman clutched her bag tightly, but she didn't want to get involved in the quarrel, so she hurriedly left. There were more and more people watching the excitement, and they stood not far away.
"If you dare to ruin my business, you are looking for death." The man yelled at Mai Ding with a fierce look in his eyes.
At first, Mai Ding was still able to hold on, but the thief's accomplice quickly rushed over, three people surrounded Mai Ding, one strangled Mai Ding's neck, and the other two began to punch and kick Mai Ding. Ding didn't even have the strength to struggle, he was tightly strangled, and he was so painful that he couldn't make a sound. He looked at the indifferent crowd around him, and felt a pang of sadness in his heart. He didn't regret coming out to stop the thief, but It was because no one in the crowd was willing to come out to help me and felt chilling. It turned out that I overestimated human beings too much. A large part of people are just numb, cold, and selfish parasites. They live in this world. As long as they can satisfy themselves, what does the life and death of others have to do with themselves? But the irony is that if these things happen to themselves, they start to complain that this society is too dark. If not everyone is more or less black, how can this world be so dark.
This is an indifferent world, if you are not prepared to protect yourself, don't take this step lightly. They don't deserve to be called them. There was a wry smile on the corner of Mai Ding's mouth, but in exchange for a more powerful fist: "Laugh, I will see if you still smile, and let you know what will happen to you if you meddle in other people's business. Fuck, I will come when you think of me Qi, who do you think you are, you still have to kneel in front of me now, come on, call me grandpa, I think I'm in a better mood, so I'll let you go."
The man kept kicking Mai Ding's knees, and finally Mai Ding fell down, with his face on the ground, looking at the increasingly unfamiliar crowd around him. At this moment, the police came, and the group of thieves hurriedly moved away. up. Several people came to help Mai Ding: "Little brother, are you okay?"
Mai Ding shook his head, sneering from beginning to end.
When things are over, that's when they express kindness.
Mai Ding was sent to the hospital with several fractures on his body. The local TV station wanted to interview Mai Ding for his brave actions. Mai Ding covered his face excitedly: "Go out, don't shoot me, don't shoot me."
Now Mai Ding feels that his appearance is not photogenic, he is swollen like something, he can't stand it anymore, and let everyone see him, isn't this intentionally unappetizing.
But the reporter didn't go out, at this moment An Ziyan rushed over from the school with a livid face, Mai Ding didn't dare to inform his parents, he just wanted to inform An Ziyan. An Ziyan stood in front of the reporter, covering the camera with his hands: "Get out." Now An Ziyan is in a very bad mood, whoever hits the muzzle of the gun is considered unlucky. Several people were frightened by the cold air coming out of An Ziyan's body, and they left the room. An Ziyan locked the door and stared at Mai Ding's swollen face. Turning his face away, he didn't want An Ziyan to see his current appearance.
"Who made it?" An Ziyan finally spoke.
"I don't know each other either. I saw a thief stealing other people's things, so I stepped forward to stop him. In the end, he and his accomplice made this happen." When Mai Ding spoke, his face was pulled in pain.
An Ziyan stepped forward and leaned to the side, not wanting to look at Mai Ding's face, seeing it made him feel uneasy, he looked out of the window, unexpectedly calm: "Mai Ding, you did nothing wrong, really my proud."
Why, he knows what he wants, Mai Ding doesn't want to scold him now, he doesn't want to be angry, but needs to be recognized, he is afraid, he is afraid that An Ziyan will scold him as soon as he comes in, why should he meddle in such nosy things, If you don't worry about it, nothing will happen. If An Ziyan said such things, he would only feel more chilled. What he needed was this kind of warmth, and An Ziyan gave it to him. An Ziyan's gentleness is just right, always so timely. Mai Ding's eyes were a little blurry, and he threw himself into An Ziyan's arms regardless of the pain in his body: "No one came out to help me, no one, who was clearly doing good deeds, I feel so stupid." "There's no need to help me." Those people are angry."
"I know, but I just can't figure it out, I can't understand it, I'm not convinced. I don't know if I should do good deeds next time if something like this happens again, and what will be the end of doing good deeds? What else is there.” Mai Ding began to waver about the word justice, maybe this society doesn’t need justice anymore, because everyone protects themselves selfishly, this is the mainstream, while those who help others are not. Becoming a non-mainstream, going against the crowd, can easily injure yourself.
"Don't say such things. The saying that good people are rewarded is a lie, but the saying that I like your kindness is true."
Mai Ding raised his head and stared at An Ziyan: "Don't lie to me."
"Why lie to you? There are many bad people in this world, but it's not that there are no good people. It's because there are good people that people still have so much expectation for this world. Don't think so much, sleep."
An Ziyan who coaxed Mai Ding well has hurt his vitality a lot. It is not an easy task for him to say so many nice things at once. Seeing the scars on Mai Ding's body, An Ziyan's suppressed anger can no longer be restrained , gently closed the door and exited the room, took out his mobile phone and dialed: "Uncle Fu, check something for me"
No matter how indifferent the human feelings of this world become, Mai Ding will never be alone, because of An Ziyan's gentleness, because of An Ziyan's pampering, because of An Ziyan.