The beggar became even crazier and shouted, "Gu Yiming, I know it's you, it must be you—"
He clenched his hands tighter and tighter, leaving a red circle on Gu Yiming's neck.
Just as he was about to reach into his pocket for the pepper spray, the beggar had already fallen to the ground.
Lin Jiaqiao and Qin Guan arrived.
It was Lin Jiaqiao who knocked the man down.
Seeing that Gu Yiming had help, the beggar immediately ran away.
Lin Jiaqiao only had time to see the black mole on his chin.
When Gu Yiming washed his face for the fifth time, Qin Guan grabbed his wrist and stuffed the towel into his hand: "Enough, your face will become bald if you wash it again."
"He spit on my face!" Gu Yiming struggled: "Let me go, I'm so dirty, I'm not clean anymore. Oh my God, there must be some on my head too."
He became suspicious and put his head close to Qin Guan, "Smell it, is it smelly?"
Seeing that he wanted to mess with his face again, Qin Guan sniffed it and said seriously, "No, it smells good."
As he said this, he put the towel over his face and helped him wipe his face clean.
Gu Yiming was not only tormented by himself, he also shouted to the outside: "Lin Zhizhi, come in and wash your hands!"
Those who study medicine tend to have some mysophobia, it just depends on when it breaks out.
Lin Jiaqiao huddled at the door, shivering. "But I've already washed it three times, using the seven-step hand-washing method you taught me."
Qin Guan was worried that Gu Yiming would continue to go crazy, so he quickly changed the subject, "What happened to that guy just now? Why did he bother you?"
Gu Yiming looked in the mirror carefully to make sure that his face was not damaged by the saliva before he said unhappily, "He was my former patient and he still owes me a debt."
Lin Jiaqiao was curious, "He has a mental illness."
Gu Yiming sighed, "He has paranoia. He always feels that someone wants to harm him."
He always paid attention to the privacy of patients, and even though he suffered, he was unwilling to reveal too much of the patients' privacy. He came out of the small bathroom in the office and motioned for the two to sit anywhere.
He said, "Where are my pickles?"
Qin Guan pushed the lunch box to Gu Yiming, "Please check it."
Gu Yiming put the lunch box away with great care: "It's ready so quickly. I just asked Ms. Qiao for it last week."
Qin Guan immediately became jealous and said sarcastically, "Oh, this is the favored one. We can only run errands for the fairies."
Gu Yiming never spoiled him: "How can you compare to Princess Guan Guanzi? Do you want a lemon? I can peel it into a bunny shape for you."
Lin Jiaqiao wanted to say that she was the strong candidate for the fairy title, but when she thought about it carefully, she was not so picky that she could not eat the pickled vegetables sold in the supermarket. She only ate the ones pickled by Ms. Qiao, and she also ate fruits with the skin on. It seemed that her argument was not very convincing.
So she didn't bother to care about the two jealous men and looked around Gu Yiming's office.
This is her first time here.
Gu Yiming's office is decorated in warm beige tones, probably to make visitors feel relaxed. He doesn't have many personal belongings, just a planet lamp on his desk and a photo frame next to it.
In the photo frame is a group photo of five members of the Lin family. It was taken at the school gate when Lin and Ms. Qiao sent them to college.
There was a dried flower of pink muhly grass in the vase in front of the curtains.
Speaking of pink muhly grass, Lin Jiaqiao looked at the coat that Gu Yiming took off, which was also stained with a few pieces of purple powder.
Life was peaceful for the next few days.
Lin Jiaqiao went to see Xiang Xiaoyuan several more times, but unfortunately, she was either on a business trip or in a meeting.
Lin Jiaqiao knew that this was a very difficult time for her, and she didn't know how she could help, so she wrote a note and asked the front desk to pass it to her.
The note read: My cell phone number has not changed, I'm waiting for your call at any time.
Worried that the receptionist would mistake him for someone who engages in cyberbullying, Lin Jiaqiao deliberately added his own name.
After returning home, she published three articles in a row calling for an end to cyberbullying.
Her original intention was to speak to Xiaoyuan, but the vice president misunderstood that she was pleading for He Youwei. He praised her a lot and said that she was not criticizing the person but the matter, and that this was the attitude that a media person should have.
Even Cui Boxing called to praise me.
Speaking of Cui Boxing, the old man had been in bed for a few days, and his wounds had not yet healed completely, but he was already clamoring to go back for training.
According to him, the Olympics will be held next year, and he must win his first Olympic gold medal in his life.
Coach Cui Zijing advised him not to bother, as Cui Zijing had a greater chance of winning the gold medal.
Lin Jiaqiao was always worried about Zhou Laifu's whereabouts, so she went to the hospital on purpose that day.
Cui Boxing was undergoing a follow-up examination at the time, so Lin Jiaqiao and Cui Zijing were taking a walk in the small garden.
Lin Jiaqiao asked: "How is the Master?"
Cui Zijing said: "He is recovering very well. The doctor said he can be discharged from the hospital in another month."
This was the best news Lin Jiaqiao had ever received. She joked, "It's over. You have to take him to the Olympics."
Cui Zijing also smiled, "We can only wait five years. The selection for this Paralympic Games has already ended."
Lin Jiaqiao felt a little regretful. She knew that Cui Zijing had been preparing for the Paralympics for a long time.
Sensing her emotions, Cui Zijing said: "Compared to the gold medal, of course my dad is more important."
She lowered her voice and said, "Besides, in five years, I will still be able to run, but Lao Cui won't be able to run. We don't have to find an excuse to pass him."
After saying that, the two girls laughed "hehehe".
Cui Zijing said: "Lin Zhizhi, I noticed that you seem to have never called him Master in front of my father."
The only disciple Cui Boxing recognized was He Youwei.
Ever since being backstabbed by He Youwei, he no longer likes being called "Master".
Speaking of He Youwei, Cui Zijing also lamented, "Come to think of it, I used to think she was a very nice person."
Lin Jiaqiao nodded: "Who said she wasn't? I always thought she was a very gentle senior."
Lin Jiaqiao suddenly realized that she had begun to hate He Youwei long before the incident with Cui Baixing.
She remembered that He Youwei had done something very excessive, but she could no longer remember what it was.
She wasn't here to talk about He Youwei today and didn't want to waste time on her.
She wanted to find clues about Zhou Laifu's disappearance from Cui Zijing, so she asked, "Jingjing, can you tell me about what happened that night?"
"I want to do an exclusive report, is that okay?"
Cui Zijing's unfocused eyes fell on Lin Jiaqiao. After a long while, Cui Zijing smiled helplessly.
"That night, I was really angry and scared. Of course, I was mostly angry."
"Everything I did was done in a fit of rage. You made me think that I don't remember anything except beating people."
Cui Zijing asked: "I heard that the murderer escaped. Has he been caught now?"
Lin Jiaqiao didn't know whether she really didn't remember or was just trying to shirk responsibility. But she didn't want to doubt her friend, so she chose to believe her.
Lin Jiaqiao replied: "No. The murderer seems to have disappeared."
Cui Zijing hesitated for a moment and said, "… He must have fled because he was afraid of being convicted. After all, my dad's hospitalization cost a lot of money, and he can't afford to pay for it."
Lin Jiaqiao didn't know why Zhou Laifu disappeared or where he went.
He disappeared even more quietly than He Youwei, and no one noticed except Lin Dapeng.
A few days later, the day came when Xiang Xiaoyuan ran into Qin Guan in the bar.
Lin Jiaqiao touched up her makeup three times that day and rushed to the bar as soon as she got off work.
The last time Lin Jiaqiao went to a bar was when he was a junior in college.
At that time, she had just joined Youxian Reading Newspaper for an internship, and they were doing team building. Later, Qin Guan found out and had a cold war with her for three days.
This time, it's her turn to take revenge.
When we arrived at the bar, it was just getting dark and many shops had just opened.
When Lin Jiaqiao walked into the store, the first person he saw was not Qin Guan, but Xiang Xiaoyuan.
There's no way, she's just too beautiful, as if she could glow. No matter how many people are there, she will be the first one you see.
At this time, Xiang Xiaoyuan was sitting inside the booth, with a young man about her age next to her.
This man looks like a decent person but he is a useless person. His hands are always touching Xiaoyuan's thighs in a dishonest way.
Xiang Xiaoyuan was wearing a shirt and trousers today, just like a social animal who just got off work. I don't know why this man touched her.
Xiang Xiaoyuan refused several times, and even when he stood up to leave, he was stopped by his younger brothers.
Lin Jiaqiao didn't care whether it would affect the butterfly's wings or not. She went to Xiang Xiaoyuan's table and pulled out the people who were blocking her way.
Everyone was stunned, and the few people she singled out even forgot to fight back.
Lin Jiaqiao rushed to Xiaoyuan and stretched out his hand: "Let's go."
The two had not seen each other since graduation from college, and their only contact was sending each other greeting text messages during festivals. Xiang Xiaoyuan actually didn't want to see Lin Jiaqiao at this time.
But she was not surprised at all that Lin Jiaqiao would stand up for herself.
The lights in the nightclub were dim and no one noticed that Xiang Xiaoyuan's eyes were secretly red.
Seeing that the duck in hand was about to fly away, the man who wanted to take advantage of Xiaoyuan said dissatisfiedly: "Who are you, you—"
This man was a second-generation rich man, his family had some money. When Xiang Xiaoyuan went to his company to discuss business, he fell in love with her at first sight and pursued her for a long time.
Lin Jiaqiao was too lazy to argue with him and replied, "I am your uncle."
"You've lived long enough to provoke her,"
Her boyfriend is a lunatic who would starve people to death. Are you afraid
The second generation ancestor had inquired about Xiang Xiaoyuan and knew that she had no family background, so he wanted to use force on her. But Lin Jiaqiao's attitude was arrogant, so he couldn't help but suspect that his information was wrong.
He asked, "She is—"
"She is the Sailor Moon who carries out both love and true evil." Lin Jiaqiao said, "Me too."
The second-generation rich man knew that he was being fooled, so he tried to fight back, but his arm suddenly hurt. He looked down and saw that Lin Jiaqiao had removed his arm.
The second-generation rich had never seen such a scene and screamed in panic.
Lin Jiaqiao advised: "Don't bully others casually, or Sailor Moon will cut off your legs."
After saying that, she stared between his legs with ill intent.
The second-generation rich guy was really scared, so he respectfully apologized to Xiaoyuan and sent these two plague gods away.
At the door of the bar, Xiang Xiaoyuan wanted to say something to his old friend, but he didn't know what to say.
She wanted to thank him, but neither of them had the personality to do so. She wanted to say something sentimental, but it was too awkward. Just as she was struggling, her friend said to her, "Let's meet again some other time. I have to go find Qin Guan."