The small bag in her hand was in the shape of a little yellow duck.
The bright yellow color coupled with the cartoon pattern of a little yellow duck was extremely childish.
She opened it and there were about 200 yuan scattered inside. There was also a relatively old smartphone.
Song Ci was not very interested in the phone. She took all the money in the wallet, threw the bag and phone to the ground, and left without looking back.
Jiujiu knew from the start that Song Ci was beside her, so she pretended to be delicate and weak to see if Song Ci was willing to help her.
If Song Ci was willing to help her, then she could successfully get close to Song Ci. If not, then she would take it as a small loss.
However, what Jiujiu did not expect was that Song Ci was willing to help her, but his help was to take away her money after helping her. What was the difference between this and those two boys?
Because she was too surprised by Song Ci's actions, Jiujiu's eyes widened. Coincidentally, Song Ci, who was looking back at Jiujiu, happened to see it.
Seeing that the little girl he had just helped had her eyes wide open like a frightened kitten, Song Ci instantly smiled happily.
After Song Ci left, Jiujiu could only get up from the ground and limp back to Li Mei's office with her small bag.
When Jiujiu arrived, Li Mei had not returned yet. Jiujiu washed her dirty little face clean, applied medicine on her wound, took off her dirty clothes, soaked them in water, and changed into the clothes that Li Mei had left in the office.
When Li Mei returned to the house, Jiujiu had already tidied up. Although she looked much better than the pitiful little girl who had been trampled on, in her mother's eyes, it was still a ghastly sight.
Under Li Mei's repeated questioning, Jiujiu whispered everything about how she had wanted to buy egg rolls for her parents but had been robbed by two boys.
Upon hearing that Jiujiu had been robbed, Li Mei, who had been angry at Jiujiu for being disobedient, immediately hugged Jiujiu's shoulders nervously and asked, "Shi 'shi, are you alright?"
Jiujiu shook her head. "Mom, I'm fine. It's just that they stole my money."
Jiujiu tore open the small bag, revealing the empty inside.
Hearing Jiujiu say that only the money was stolen, Li Mei breathed a sigh of relief.
Money could be earned again, but people were gone forever.
Li Mei patted her chest with lingering fear and hurriedly brought Jiujiu to the infirmary to bandage her wound. After Jiujiu's wound was bandaged, she immediately sent Jiujiu home and settled Jiujiu down. Only then did she register for the Tang Pavilion.
The registration ended. On the third day, Jiujiu started school.
In two days, Jiujiu's wound had already formed a dark red scab, which was particularly glaring against her milk-white skin.
And Jiujiu's injury made Li Mei extremely nervous. She only left after sending Jiujiu to the classroom door.
When Jiujiu arrived at the classroom, she found her seat according to the name on the seat.
Jiujiu sat down and obediently tidied up her books and stationery. The seat beside Jiujiu was empty.
When the morning bell rang, a boy in a school uniform walked in.
It was the same school uniform. On an ordinary person, it looked sloppy, but on him, it looked like a noble's custom-made uniform. It was probably because good-looking people looked good in anything.
Jiujiu looked at Song Ci, who was wearing a school uniform, sitting beside her. As if she had just woken up from a dream, she blinked her eyelashes, which hadn't moved for a long time, and thanked him softly. "Thank you for helping me that day."
Song Ci had already seen Jiujiu when she was at the door of the classroom.
It wasn't that he was paying attention to Jiujiu, but because Jiujiu was too dazzling.
With a glowing white face, rosy cheeks, and big and bright eyes, even if she was wearing a very ordinary school uniform, she was still an existence that would shine in the crowd.
Thinking of how she had taken Jiujiu's money that day, Song Ci frowned slightly.
Although he didn't care much about her taking her classmate's money, this person was her classmate and deskmate. If she told the form teacher, it would inevitably be troublesome.
And Song Ci was most annoyed by these unnecessary troubles.
Just as Song Ci was thinking about how to make Jiujiu not tell the form teacher that she had taken her money, she suddenly heard Jiujiu say to her, "Thank you."
Song Ci thought she had heard wrongly.
I took her money and she actually said thank you to me?
Song Ci looked at Jiujiu carefully.
The little girl's big black and white eyes were filled with gratitude. Her rosy little mouth curved into a brilliant arc and she smiled like a fool.
Song Ci's childhood could be said to be inhumane. He had been abandoned by his parents since he was young and grew up in an environment where only one of them could live.
All these years, he had lived with a honeyed mouth and a dagger in his belly. If he was careless, he would be consigned to eternal damnation. He had long been used to living with a mask and looking at everyone with malice.
In fact, the others had similar thoughts.
Everyone was living for their own interests. Life where either you died or I died made him feel bored.
He even had a very scary idea.
However, even though he was full of talent, he was still young and didn't have any credibility when he spoke. When he was bored, he came to school to study.
He saved Jiujiu purely because he was bored.
However, at this moment, he had snatched the other party's money and the other party said thank you to him. This was indeed beyond Song Ci's expectations.
Song Ci looked at Jiujiu in surprise. Her eyes were bright as she asked, 'Are you a fool?'
Of course, Jiujiu was not a fool. It was just that Jiujiu felt that people like Song Ci had been abandoned by their biological mother when they were young and had encountered inhumane experiences. After leaving the laboratory, the first family they encountered was a pervert. Their hearts and livers had long been twisted. They were born with an antisocial personality.
For such a person, if you told him about truth, kindness, and beauty, he would scoff. He didn't believe in it at all. If you talked to him about the future of mankind, he wouldn't care at all. In his opinion, mankind had long been surrounded by all kinds of ugliness. There was no future for mankind. Only complete destruction could there be a future.
For such a black-hearted person, one had to treat him with a pure and natural naivety.
And Jiujiu decided to play the role of a pure and natural naivety and treat Song Ci well unconditionally.
One or two years might not have any effect, but three years of junior high school and three years of high school would definitely leave a little trace in Song Ci's heart.
Jiujiu didn't seem to notice the disdain in Song Ci's eyes at all. He still looked at Song Ci with admiration and said foolishly, "Did you practice in Shaolin Temple?"
Song Ci was speechless.
Jiujiu didn't care if Song Ci answered his question or not. He continued, "You're so good. You must have practiced in Shaolin Temple."
After Jiujiu finished speaking, he touched his scratched arm and said with a disappointed expression, "If only I could be like you. That way, Mom wouldn't worry about me."
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