Just like back then.
"Tan Chenxiao, Tan Chenxiao—"
Familiar voices and eager footsteps made Tan Chenxiao suddenly look up. The rain was so heavy that she couldn't open her eyes at all.
Is it Lu Qichuan
["Who do you think you are? Do you really think that the woman who slept with Mr. Lu is Mr. Lu's woman?"
"You just look like this, and your kung fu is not very good, okay? Otherwise, why would Mr. Lu leave right after sleeping?"
"With such a thing, Young Master Lu is just playing around. She really thinks she is so noble when she comes to a place like this. Sisters, strip her naked and throw her out. In the alley behind, there are many homeless people who don't know how to live or die." If you like Mr. Lu so much, we will make it happen for you."]
"No, don't..." Tan Chenxiao held her head hard and kept mumbling, her body trembling from the heavy rain.
"Tan Chenxiao—"
"No, no..."
[In the dim alley, the disheveled Tan Chenxiao hid in the corner and shivered, but at the age of eighteen, she looked at the dark alley with unprecedented despair.
A homeless man approached with a lewd smile, and his hand fell on her fair body with the fear of annihilation.
"No, don't touch me—" Tan Chenxiao screamed, "Master Lu, Master Lu, help me, help me."
The dirty man wanted to pull Tan Chenxiao out with a dirty look on his face. She struggled with all her strength, but she lost all sense of security because of her unshielded body.
"No, please don't, let me go, let me go -" Tan Chenxiao shouted, but how could the homeless man let go of the delicious food he had obtained.
"The girl there is valuable, and you are here to deliver it to me. Little sister, play with your brother for a while, and he will buy you clothes." Seeing that the homeless man couldn't pull him out, the homeless man pounced on her.
"Don't—" Tan Chenxiao's voice became sharper and sharper, with overwhelming despair.]
"Tan—" Lu Qichuan stepped on the wooden board, and what he saw when he lowered his head was Tan Chenxiao's drawing board, as well as the portrait of his daughter that was wet by the rain. He suddenly reached out and picked it up, "Tan Chenxiao, Tan Chenxiao, Chen Xiao—"
"No, don't—"
A small sound, like a drowning person calling for help.
Lu Qichuan stopped walking forward, moved his ears, and carefully identified the source of the sound.
"No, please don't—"
Lu Qichuan looked back at the slope on one side, then put down his drawing board and slid down. Sure enough, he saw Tan Chenxiao huddled in a ball below.
Lu Qichuan hurried over and held her shoulders, "Tan—"
"No, don't touch me, don't-" Tan Chenxiao suddenly screamed and pushed the person in front of him away hard, "Don't touch me, don't touch me-"
Lu Qichuan didn't expect that Tan Chenxiao would suddenly be so powerful, so she pushed him to the ground. But that's not the key now. The key is that Tan Chenxiao's mood is very wrong.
Lu Qichuan didn't want to think about why her emotions were so intense. Instead, he stood up, held her shoulders again, and said in a deep voice: "Tan Chenxiao, it's me, it's me."
Tan Chenxiao's emotions were still out of control, and she kept shouting "no". She was frightened.
"It's okay, it's okay." Lu Qichuan said, holding the person in his arms, "Don't be afraid, it's okay."
Tan Chenxiao's body was shaking violently, and Lu Qichuan thought she was frightened by the rainstorm.