Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

Zhou Xiangdi withdrew her starry eyes and looked at Qiu Shiyue: "Aren't you just as love-struck? You even wanted us to help you deal with your love rival before. You're no better than me."

Qiu Shiyue didn't say anything more, and took advantage of the fact that the man with the buzz cut wasn't paying attention to run outside.

Zhou Xiangdi was pregnant and still wearing high heels, so she couldn't run. The man with the buzz cut immediately chased after her.

Just as Zhou Xiangdi caught up with the two, the crew-cut man grabbed Qiu Shiyue just before they reached the main road.

Just as they breathed a sigh of relief, they saw Qiu Shiyue struggling violently, and the two of them twisted onto the main road.

A private car suddenly appeared from the left. Because it was a one-way street, the driver had no chance to avoid it and crashed into the two people.

With his back to the car, the crew-cut guy didn't see it at all. Zhou Xiangdi screamed in despair, "Brother, there's a car!"

She covered her eyes in fear, and when she looked again, she saw not two people standing there, but a whole group.

Zhou Xiangdi staggered over and pushed through the crowd of onlookers.

Two people lay on the ground; one had a buzz cut, but the other was not Qiu Shiyue.

She went up and hugged the man with the buzz cut, then asked passersby to call 120 (emergency services).

Qiu Shiyue, clutching her dizzy head, leaned against the wall, blankly recalling how she and the flat-headed man had wrestled and ended up in the middle of the road, crashing into the wall of a house on the side of the road.

Until a bloody hand grabbed her foot.

Aunt Qian kept spitting blood. She tried to talk to her, but she wouldn't listen at all and screamed as she pushed her hand away.

Aunt Qian used all her strength to speak:

"I know the paternity test was fake, but I'm still very happy."

Qiu Shiyue seemed possessed by a madwoman, feeling embarrassed by being exposed, and kicked Aunt Qian away and ran away.

Despite the blood dripping from Aunt Qian's hands all the way, and not caring at all about the stares of passersby, she washed her hands in the park's reservoir without stopping.

She walked unsteadily toward the sports headquarters until all traces of blood were no longer visible.

The death of the flat-headed man had nothing to do with her, nor did the death of Aunt Qian, so why did she run away?

But my legs just wouldn't obey me.

……

When Blizzard received Aunt Qian's call, she was resting in her dorm and assumed that Aunt Qian had come to her senses.

The voice on the other end of the phone wasn't Aunt Qian's: "I'm in xx street now. The last call record of this phone's owner is yours. She's been in a car accident. Can you come over here?"

Blizzard glanced at the phone number. Could it be a scam call? She and Aunt Qian had never spoken on the phone.

She met with Aunt Qian in person yesterday, and the two didn't call each other afterwards.

When the other party saw that she didn't believe him, they asked for her WeChat account and found her in Aunt Qian's WeChat account to send her the photos.

The phone had been bumped and damaged, and was in disrepair for many years. Blizzard initially thought it was a scam, but the other party finally completed the action of taking and sending the photo.

Upon seeing the photo, Blizzard immediately sat up in bed, taking a full ten seconds to process it before hurriedly putting on his clothes and running outside, while simultaneously calling the coach and the cafeteria manager.

He rushed out of the sports headquarters, so focused on making a phone call that he didn't even see Qiu Shiyue.

Qiu Shiyue saw Blizzard making a phone call while zipping up her jacket. She hid behind a tree and watched her walk away. Suddenly, she realized that she couldn't go back to her body.

She thought for a while and decided to go find her mother.

-

Blizzard looked at Aunt Qian, whose face was covered in blood, and dared not touch her. Knowing that 120 had already been called, she didn't know what to do.

A girl was hugging a man nearby, crying uncontrollably.

Seeing Aunt Qian's lips moving, she knew she had something to say, so she leaned down and got closer to her.

Her eyes were bloodshot, and her voice was hoarse.

"So this is what the sky was like for my Qianqian in the end."

"I cannot bear to watch you die twice before my eyes."

"I finally have a chance to save you."

The ambulance took Aunt Qian and another man on the ground away, while Blizzard waited nearby to follow.

A passerby found Blizzard, confirmed that they had spoken by phone, and gave her Aunt Qian's phone.

After thanking her, Blizzard glanced at the call log and confirmed that the last number Aunt Qian dialed was indeed hers, but the call hadn't gone through.

The passerby added, "Let me tell you, when I sent you the photo, there was a sentence in her chat box that I think wasn't sent. I had to delete it before I could send the photo. The sentence was 'I testify,' or something like that."

The trial began the following day.

Before the court hearing, Jiang Yang noticed that Blizzard wasn't in good spirits. "What time did you leave last night?"

Blizzard was delirious and belatedly realized she was being asked a question. She yawned and said, "It was late at night. I couldn't get in touch with Li Nan, and there were some things I couldn't sign. It was a matter of life and death, so I had to have the surgery first. He was still in surgery when I left."

She rubbed her eyes. "I forgot to tell you yesterday, Aunt Qian texted and called me, saying she was willing to testify..."

Just then, Qiu's mother escorted Qiu Shiyue to the scene, followed by her lawyer. Now all five defendants were present.

-

"She admitted to everything, so why can't the verdict be announced in court?" Blizzard asked.

Jiang Yang said, "Those four did admit to everything, but Qiu Shiyue's words were incoherent and illogical. Her eyes were also strange. The lawyer said she had just suffered a shock and her thinking was not normal. There's nothing we can do."

Blizzard sighed repeatedly: "We haven't even talked to her about yesterday's matter yet. Everything is a mess. And today she's caused this trouble again. We can't determine who's in charge, so we can't assign responsibility. Sigh."

The copyright infringement case in a few days is unlikely to go smoothly either.

Aunt Qian is willing to testify, but it's unknown when she will wake up.

Jiang Yang is considering whether to apply for a postponement of the court hearing.

Blizzard said forget it, going to court with such a serious injury would only be torture, and the other evidence was sufficient.

The day before the trial, Blizzard received a call from the hospital. Aunt Qian had woken up and specifically requested to see her.

Aunt Qian's phone is still with her.

She kept waiting for Li Nan to see her message so he could contact Aunt Qian, but she never received a call.

She decided to deliver the phone.

As she passed the nurses' station, she heard someone say that someone from a car accident a few days ago was in critical condition, so she immediately hurried to the ward.

I found that Aunt Qian was in good condition and her test results were normal. I knew those people were talking about the other man involved in the accident.

Aunt Qian has been transferred from the ICU to a regular ward and is still receiving intravenous fluids.

Blizzard placed the phone on her bedside table.

She had just escaped death; her face was no longer as bloody, and she looked much older.

She filled Aunt Qian's cup with hot water, and having done nothing else, she turned to leave.

Aunt Qian was agitated and struggled to sit up.

"I'm not leaving."

Blizzard pulled up a chair and sat down.

Aunt Qian gestured for her to take a picture with her phone, and Blizzard hesitated before picking up her phone and pointing it at Aunt Qian.

She said, her voice trembling:

"Distinguished leaders of the State Sports General Administration, I am Qian Fang."

"Years ago, I came here to work through the introduction of my fellow villager Li Rong. She provided me with food and clothing, and I was very content. At that time, I was immersed in the pain of losing my daughter, and it was the young people here who healed me."

"But later, when I saw that familiar face, I couldn't help myself and did many wrong things."

"A few days ago, I had a very long dream. In the dream, Qianqian blamed me for not loving her anymore. How could I not love her? It was precisely because love blinded me that I gave my love to someone who wasn't her."

"That year... I can't remember which year it was, I'm getting senile. Qiu Shiyue gave me a packet of medicine powder, which I put into the soup."

"Another time, she gave me cough medicine saying it was for Sy's sake, so I put it in the soup too."

"Later, that trip to South Korea was my first time traveling far from home, and it was also for her. But I was too stupid; I got lost before I could do anything. Perhaps it was fate that made me bear less sin."

"I like everyone here, and they are all kind to me. It is my indiscriminate love that has led me to do many wrong things."

“I haven’t read many books in my life, I’m timid and afraid of trouble. I used to be too scared to pick up money from the ground, and I never bothered anyone. The only person I’ve wronged is my Qianqian. If I hadn’t made her buy the vegetables herself when I was selling them, she wouldn’t have done it, she wouldn’t have done it.”

Blizzard couldn't bear to film any longer and turned off his phone.

"So you've never felt sorry for me from beginning to end?"

Someone spoke behind her, and Blizzard turned around to find it was Li Nan.

His hair was combed up and sprayed with hair gel. He wore a well-fitting suit, and his face was no longer sallow and thin. He also had a very expensive-looking watch on his wrist.

They seem to be doing well.

Blizzard knew she should leave, and as she was about to go, Aunt Qian stopped her.