Chosen unlucky guy

Xin Suihuo stood up, and waited until the eyes of other people fell on him, only to realize that this action seemed too abrupt at the moment. He Jingle looked frightened, shrank his head inward, and mumbled nervously with his eyes closed: "Why, I didn't mean to!"

Seeing that Xin Sui didn't make a sound, it was obvious that he was not going to follow him. He quietly opened his eyes, and his voice weakened a little, obviously lacking in confidence: "I really thought it was okay at the time, who knew it would be like this..."

After all, he is still a brainless young master, although he can't usually see it, but at this time, He Jingle's innocence that grew up in the greenhouse and was spoiled and spoiled inevitably showed his head; Among the group members, even Xiang Kongshan, who looked the most stable among them, still believed until just now that as long as they can prove that they are not making up stories, then everything can continue without any hindrance.

Among them, not many of them knew this kind of social platform at all. Yu Kangzhe, the only one who knew a little more, only knew a little bit because he was too disciplined and self-confident; He sighed helplessly, sat down again, and said slowly:

"Although I really don't want to say this, but this is normal. If a blog post is restricted from public dissemination, and has gained a lot of attention before that, then it is impossible to resume normal browsing in nine out of ten."

"And I guess, maybe it's because you posted too many similar incidents in one go," he said, "It can only prove that Zhao Yuansi is real, and he can't be responsible for all the people you report. This may also be a reason. Look now, The best solution is to resend it again, and don't be greedy, focus on Zhao Yuansi first, and pay attention to boundaries and accuracy in words."

Ke Wenyao made a shocking speech: "No, it's just going online, why do you feel that you have more business than my dad?"

Young Master He, who had just learned the cruel news, was speechless, and seemed a little lost; anyone with a discerning eye could see that this matter was not resolved as scheduled, which caused a great blow to his mind;

It just so happened that Xin Sui was coughing muffledly next to him, and the ex-couple looked like daylilies that hadn't grown well in the field one by one. They were annoyed by Xiang Kongshan's sight, so they simply waved their hands and said directly: "You two are like this! What else can we do?...Let’s rest today, let’s go back first.”

The rest of the people agreed and stood up one after another. A group of big and tall people appeared in the room. He Jingle sat between them, looking weak and helpless. After a while, he simply took the coat next to him in his hand , said goodbye to Xin Sui very politely, as if this was not his house: "That's fine, then I'll go back too...Xin Sui, you rest at home, and we won't bother you."

Xin Sui, who somehow became the head of the family: "..."

He said angrily, "Why don't you just transfer the ownership of the house to me?"

"Will it be a breakup fee?" He Jingle asked sincerely, choosing which pot of water was not boiling, "Actually, it's not impossible, but this set may be a bit difficult, because it is written in my father's name."

"...Happy," Xiang Kongshan, who was watching the play, also said sincerely, "It doesn't matter if you don't speak, we all know that you are not dumb."

With Xin Sui's livid face, the group of them went back to each school in a mighty way. He Jingle politely declined Xin Sui's offer to send him back to school, and unswervingly put the sick number on the back to school. After all this is done, he will have time to sit on the subway and relive the ups and downs of the day. He was holding his mobile phone in hysteria, when he suddenly heard someone next to him calling him softly: "Xiao Le?"

So the day is not over yet, he thought silently.

Shu Huai, who hadn't seen him for a long time, wore a big black mask, the brim of the hat covered half of his face, and he could only see a pair of beautiful smiling eyes when he looked up; it took him a while to recognize who it was, and then glanced at the other person's loose body Plainly dressed, and then hesitantly called: "Sister Huaihuai?"

"Well, it's me, it's me!"

Shu Huai is about the same age as Zhao Yuanjun, and they are colleagues. Since the last time they met, she also regarded him as a younger brother. She patted He Jingle on the shoulder with a smile: "What a coincidence, I just got off work and am going to the hospital to see Jun and Aunt Ju, are you too?"

He Jingle originally wanted to go back to school, but at this time she said this, but he was a little moved: He really doesn't have much time to see Ju Tingping recently, and he can't do anything right now, why don't he go to the hospital to see, and he can call Ju Ting Ping is happier.

He was almost about to answer impulsively, but he touched his face, and he didn't dare to use this mournful appearance to meet his elders. After thinking about it, he still said: "No, I will sit down when I go back to school." This time, I have something to do temporarily today, so I'll go to Ju Ma's side another day."

In the end, she couldn't hold back and asked again: "Sister Huaihuai, are you broken in love? This dress..."

"Fuck you! Where did I lose my love?" Shu Huai patted him, tugged at her big T-shirt that almost covered her knees, and explained embarrassingly, "Isn't this just me going out alone? .”

He Jingle immediately understood the other party's implication. The last time we met, Shu Huai was still wearing a beautiful off-the-shoulder top, which was a confident beauty that couldn't be concealed by the overall skirt; when we met again, the beautiful clothes became a bow in the cup Shadow, Jing Rope for ten years, obviously did nothing wrong, but it seems that the rest of his life has to pay for the shadow of that moment.

He suddenly wanted to ask: Sister Huaihuai, do you still want to wear beautiful skirts in the future?

But he didn't say anything, just said: "I happen to have some time, why don't I send you there in a while?"

"No, you're busy with your work." Shu Huai waved at him carelessly, "I can't wait to build a subway station in front of the hospital, so I can't find the place by myself? Brother, you really underestimate my sister .”

He Jingle knew that she probably didn't want to bring up the previous incident, so he calmed down and didn't force her anymore.

The subway continued to move forward, and soon stopped at the next station, and several passengers came up one after another; he was in a daze, and suddenly felt Shu Huai beside him tremble, and immediately, a cold palm rested on his wrist.

He turned his head in surprise and saw Shu Huai staring at the new passenger on the opposite side for several seconds with a panicked expression, before he let out a long sigh of relief and fell back on the backrest, with a few messy strands of hair hanging down her face. But he didn't seem to feel it. After a while, he forced a smile: "Scared you?"

"……No."

Of course, He Jingle was more concerned about what happened just now than being scared or not. He patted Shu Huai's back reassuringly, and only asked after making sure that the other party had recovered completely, "What happened just now?"

"It's nothing, just admitting to the wrong person." Shu Huai said.

that is it?

He Jingle nodded suspiciously, but he didn't realize that his behavior was becoming more and more like Xin Sui's, as overly considerate without curiosity, and he really resisted asking what others didn't want to say; he and Shu Huai were relatively innocent. After a few stops, I heard the other party whisper: "I saw someone just now, a bit like the boy I talked to me on the road before."

What Shu Huai was referring to was of course the afternoon when he was almost kidnapped. Apart from that, He Jingle couldn't think of anything else that could make the other party lose his composure; The boy I talked to was a little thinner than him, very thin, and looked like he hadn't had enough to eat for a long time, I remember it clearly."

Shu Huai didn't explain this experience in detail before going to the police station last time, and only heard some incomplete versions in the car; He Jingle suddenly remembered that the other party said last time that the person who talked to her on the road was a boy. Just in time, I asked along the way: "Speaking of which, last time you said you were a boy, I didn't ask in detail. Did you ask you to identify him later?"

Shu Huai shook his head, even with a mask on his face, he could tell that his expression was gloomy:

"I don't really remember people's faces very much, and the situation was special at that time. The man had many injuries on his face, both new and old; when he spoke to me, I knew he was young... I think he should be in his teens I'm old, don't you always say that asking for help is very secretive now? I was thinking, is it because the little boy didn't dare to tell, so he lied that he was being followed? I wanted to chat with him first to see the situation, who I knew it would become like that.”

"I always think that Yuan Si is about the same age as him," she finally said, "How could such a young person do such a thing?"

Shu Huai has a very good relationship with Zhao Yuanjun, and of course he knows the situation of the Zhao family very well; it can only be said that it was a coincidence that out of thousands of people, the trafficker just picked such a boy in his teens who is very familiar with the whole world A girl with a compassionate heart.

He Jingle couldn't say that Shu Huai was wrong, because if it was him, facing such a skinny boy with wounds all over his body, he couldn't control himself from thinking about Zhao Yuansi, whose life and death were uncertain.

He silently bid farewell to Shu Huai, who arrived at the station, and went back to school by himself. When he opened the door, he saw Yan Yu sitting in the dormitory, and beside him was the counselor who was usually elusive. The expression on his face was terrifyingly ugly; the dormitory was extremely quiet, and it seemed that he had just finished some questioning, and some kind of ominous premonition lingered in his heart again, and he heard the counselor ask:

"Jing Le, have you seen Ji Hancen recently? He hasn't been to school for a week."

He was taken aback: "What?"

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Peizi, why did you freeze me? I didn’t do anything.