Song Yu was also confused by this, what is this, the wicked have their own grind
Originally, he and Xie Sui were the protagonists, but now that this happened, no one cares about them.
Cai Mingzhu's father was the president of a group in Jingcheng, and he was used to being domineering. It's not as simple as losing money if you care about others, and get offended with her. If she has the heart to let the family get out of Jingcheng, there are ways to make it difficult for them to live.
Inside the police station, after checking the surveillance video and seeing what happened, Song Yu's face turned blue with anger. It was the kid who threw a stone and almost hit Xie Sui in the eye. He braked suddenly and accidentally fell off the car. The woman also hit back, saying that Xie Sui bumped into it on purpose. What a villain.
It's just that the woman's face is even uglier than his.
Because the surveillance clearly showed that it was one of his son's marbles that hit the car.
The woman had already knelt down, crying out of breath, she took her child and knelt down together. The five-year-old boy was beaten up and screamed.
The woman kept crying: "I was wrong, Miss Cai, Miss Cai, I'll kill this disobedient! I'll vent your anger! I'm wrong! Miss Cai, I can't afford it, our family is living in a small house. You can't even pay for killing me."
Cai Mingzhu sneered the whole time.
The woman finally fainted from crying alive, she regretted it completely, her intestines were pulled together, but it was too late.
from the police station.
Song Yu took Xie Sui to the small clinic to get some medicine.
"Can you still go?"
Falling off the bicycle, Xie Sui's leg was also slightly injured. Song Yu frowned and looked at his leg.
Xie Sui held a plastic bag with vegetables in one hand, and said in a low voice, "It should be fine."
Song Yu thought for a while and said, "I'll take you home."
Xie Sui's face was stunned, and the fingers holding the handle couldn't help clenching tightly, but looking at Song Yu's serious expression, he nodded slowly.
The dark, curled eyelashes blocked the cold light.
It is night now.
The stars are shining on this road.
The shadow of the street lamp is elongated.
The wind in July is slightly dry.
Song Yu's irritable heart also calmed down.
He thought about it and asked, "You haven't gone to work in Linshui now, have you?"
Xie Sui softly said "en".
Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, that place is messy, you are not suitable to go there."
Xie Sui hesitated for a while, and seemed to have the courage to ask the words that had been hovering in his heart for a long time: "You, why did you treat me..." The last three words could not be uttered by his character.
Under the street lamp, the delicate and cold-white facial features of the young man were a little helpless and confused.
Song Yu took his words: "Why are you so nice to you?"
Xie Sui's voice was so low that it blended into the wind: "Yes."
Song Yu looked up at the night sky, his hair was soft and slowly floating.
"Probably... blame me for being too kind."
Xie Sui: "..."
Really, what a different answer.
Song Yu felt that he was too kind. It was a good five years, and the eating and drinking have passed. If you have to come to Jingcheng, you will tear up the dummies and scold the shrew. He was almost moved by himself.
He scratched his hair: "I just don't want to see others being bullied in front of me, and it's just a coincidence that you're such a bad thing every time I bump into it."
Xie Sui couldn't hold back and laughed.
It's just that Song Yu was immersed in his own world. He didn't hear it. He said seriously, "I saved you twice. It's fate. I can barely count as a friend. Don't get me wrong, I'm the same to others."
Xie Sui smiled: "Okay." He didn't believe it.
How could such a precious son of the Song family be willing to come to Jingcheng alone.
Linshui can be said to be an accident, but Song Yu's appearance on Lianyun Street cannot be "fate".
Song Yu came to him.
So... why? Speaking of which, he and Song Yu played together when they were young, but those were memories from before the age of five, so what was it
With some interesting thoughts, Xie Sui brought Song Yu to her home.
The corridor where Grandma Chen lived was very old, and the voice-activated lights were also on and off. Song Yu stomped his feet several times, and the cloudy yellow light bulb came on. The stairs are very narrow, Song Yu helped Xie Sui to go up. There are a lot of leaflets piled up in the corridors, and it smells old. Because the space was too small, Song Yu was almost next to Xie Sui.
There is a very faint grassy fragrance on his clothes, which is light and pleasant. Xie Sui lowered his head and saw the young man's neck, which was very white and fragile, and shook his head slightly for a while.
"How many floors?"
"The third floor."
For this small house, the third floor is the top floor.
Opening the door, Grandma Chen had fallen asleep waiting on the sofa, with a blanket draped over her body. The food on the table didn't move at all. It seemed that she was waiting for Xie Sui.
The yellowish light shone on this small but cosy room.
Xie Sui lightly put the vegetables in her hands on the table and walked to the sofa.
Song Yu knew what he wanted to do, and said, "I'll do it, your legs are inconvenient now."
He picked up Grandma Chen. Grandma Chen was old and her eyes were not good. She woke up in a daze: "...A Sui is back, why did she go out so late."
Song Yu said softly, "Grandma Chen, I'm Xie Sui's friend."
Grandma Chen was half awake and muttered: "Friend, hello friend, Asui has always been alone..."
Song Yu thought for a long time and said in a low voice.
"He won't be alone in the future."
The warm yellow light flows over the boy's brows, gentle like a still old time.
Xie Sui was behind him with cold and noble eyes.
After a long time, he sneered, turned to wash his hands, and threw the marbles hidden in his sleeve into the trash.
Fifteen-year-old Xie Sui has never had a friend since childhood. Even if he is indifferent on the surface, he yearns for beauty, he will be moved by some very trivial things. But the twenty-five-year-old Xie Sui has experienced too many people's flattery and purposeful approach. Appearance and family background brought him too many real and fake favors.
Indifference penetrated into his bones, and kindness and gentleness could no longer impress him the same way he impressed the fifteen-year-old.
Xie Sui remembered some disgusting things in his previous life, and the corners of his lips outlined a mocking smile for whom he did not know.
The more inferior you are, the more you will feel your heart and lungs because of a little warmth, and the more cowardly you need to rely on the help of others to get out of the daze.
When Song Yu came out.
Xie Sui is cooking noodles in the kitchen.
Song Yu also sat down at the table politely: "Isn't there still food here?"
Turn off the fire.
A bowl of hot noodles was brought out by him.
Xie Sui's cooking skills are still very good, with chopped green onion on top, and a layer of minced meat and oil, it looks delicious. The scent wafted into the nose, and Song Yu, who had not eaten for a day, suddenly felt hungry.
"The meal is cold."
Xie Sui sat opposite him, pushed his face in front of him, and said, "You eat."
He remembered that Song Yu didn't seem to have eaten for a day, which was a reward.
Song Yu was stunned: "For me?"
God, what a poor wife and mother.
Xie Sui seemed a little shy when he looked at him: "Yes."
"thank you."
Song Yu stirred the noodles with chopsticks, and sighed in his heart, how could such a kind and lovely person be so abused in the book.
After he finished eating, he left and called the driver to come and pick him up.
Sitting in the car, the driver was very puzzled: "Master, didn't you buy books, how did you buy this place?"
Song Yu looked out the window: "I met a very important friend and changed my mind temporarily."
The driver was startled: "You've only been in Jingcheng for a few days, and you already have a very important friend?"
Song Yu made what he said seemed reasonable: "Uncle, you don't understand, it's called hit-and-run."