Song Yu was also confused by this. What was this? A wicked person would be dealt with by another wicked person?
Originally, he and Xie Sui were the protagonists, but now no one cared about them because of this incident.
Cai Mingzhu's father was the president of a group in Jing City. She was used to being arrogant and domineering. She was calculative and narrow-minded. If they provoked her, it would not be as simple as compensating them with money. If she really wanted to kick this family out of Jing City, she had plenty of ways to make them miserable.
In the police station, after checking the surveillance video and seeing the whole story, Song Yu was so angry that his face turned blue. It was the child who threw the stone, which almost hit Xie Sui's eyes. He braked suddenly and accidentally fell off the bike. The woman even made a false accusation, saying that Xie Sui had intentionally bumped into her. What wicked person?
But now the woman's face was even uglier than his.
Because the surveillance video clearly showed that it was her son's marble that hit the car.
The woman had already knelt down. She was out of breath from crying and pulled her child to kneel down together. The five-year-old boy was crying and howling after being beaten.
The woman kept crying. "I was wrong, Miss Cai. Miss Cai, I'll beat this disobedient boy to death! I'll avenge you! I was wrong! Miss Cai, I can't afford it. Our whole family lives in a small house. Even if you kill me, you can't afford it. "
Cai Mingzhu sneered the whole time.
In the end, the woman cried until she fainted. She completely regretted it and her intestines were twisted together. But it was too late.
They came out of the police station.
Song Yu took Xie Sui to a small clinic to get some medicine.
"Can you still walk?"
Xie Sui's leg was injured after falling off the bike. Song Yu frowned and looked at her leg.
Xie Sui held a plastic bag of vegetables in one hand and said in a low voice, "I should be fine."
Song Yu thought for a moment and said, "I'll take you home."
Xie Sui was stunned, and her fingers involuntarily curled up. But when she saw Song Yu's serious expression, she nodded slowly.
His dark and slightly curled eyelashes blocked the slightly cold light.
It was already night time.
Starlight shone on the road.
The shadow of the street lamp was elongated.
The July wind was slightly dry.
Song Yu's irritable heart also calmed down.
He thought for a moment and asked, "You're not working in Linshui anymore, are you?"
Xie Sui replied softly, "Okay."
Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief. "Yes, that place is a mess. It's not suitable for you to go there."
Xie Sui hesitated for a while. Then he mustered up the courage to ask the question that had been lingering in his heart for a long time. "You, why did you …" He couldn't bring himself to say the last three words.
Under the street lamp, the young man's delicate and cold facial features were a little helpless and confused.
Song Yu answered, "Why is she so good 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 soft hair was floating slowly.
"Probably … I'm too kind."
Xie Sui: "…"
What a unique answer.
Song Yu felt that he was too kind. Originally, five years had passed by just eating and drinking. But he had to come to Jing City to tear the playboys apart and call them shrews. He was almost moved by himself.
He scratched his hair. "I just can't bear to see others being bullied in front of me. What a coincidence. Every time I meet you, it's this kind of trivial thing."
Xie Sui couldn't help laughing.
But Song Yu was immersed in his own world and didn't hear it. He said seriously, "I saved you twice. Anyway, it's fate. I can barely be considered a friend. Don't get me wrong. I treat others the same. "
Xie Sui smiled. "Okay." He didn't believe it.
The Song family treasured this son so much. How could they bear to let him come to Jing City alone?
Lin Shui could be said to be an accident. But Song Yu's appearance on Lianyun Street couldn't be "fate".
Song Yu came for him.
Then … why? Speaking of which, he and Song Yu played together when they were young. But that was before the age of five, so it was nothing.
Xie Sui brought Song Yu to his house with a bit of curiosity.
The corridor where Grandma Chen lived was very old. The voice-activated light was sometimes on and sometimes off. Song Yu stamped his feet several times before the turbid light bulb lit up. The stairs were very narrow. Song Yu helped Xie Sui up. There were a lot of flyers piled up in the corridor, which smelled old. Because the space was too small, Song Yu was almost next to Xie Sui.
There was a very light fragrance of plants on his clothes. It was light and pleasant. Xie Sui looked down and saw the young man's neck. It was very white and fragile. For a moment, he was a little dazed.
"Which floor?"
"The third floor."
For this small house, the third floor was the top floor.
When he opened the door, Grandma Chen had already fallen asleep on the sofa. There was only a blanket on her. The food on the table was untouched. It seemed that she was waiting for Xie Sui.
The yellowish light shone on this small but warm room.
Xie Sui put the vegetables on the table gently and walked to the sofa.
Song Yu knew what he wanted to do and said, "Let me do it. Your leg is not convenient now."
He picked up Grandma Chen. Grandma Chen was old and her eyesight was not good. She woke up in a daze. "A Sui is back. Why did you go out so late?"
Song Yu said softly, "Grandma Chen, I'm Xie Sui's friend."
Grandma Chen was half asleep and murmured, "Friend, friend is good. A Sui has always been alone …"
Song Yu thought for a long time and whispered.
"He won't be alone in the future."
The warm yellow light flowed through the young man's eyebrows and eyelashes. It was as gentle as the old time.
Xie Sui was behind him. Her eyes were cold and noble.
After a long time, he sneered and turned to wash his hands. At the same time, he threw the marbles hidden in his sleeve into the trash can.
The fifteen-year-old Xie Sui did not have a single friend since childhood. Even if she was cold on the surface, she yearned for beauty in her bones and would be touched by some trivial things. However, the twenty-five-year-old Xie Sui had experienced too many flattery and people who approached him with ulterior motives. His appearance and family background brought him too many genuine and fake flattery.
Indifference seeped into his bones. Kindness and gentleness could no longer move him like they did the fifteen-year-old him.
Xie Sui recalled some disgusting things from his previous life, and the corners of his lips curled up into a mocking smile that no one knew who it was directed at.
How inferior would one be to be willing to do anything for a little warmth? How cowardly would one be to rely on others' help to get out of their obsession?
When Song Yu came out.
Xie Sui was cooking noodles in the kitchen.
Song Yu sat at the table without hesitation. "Isn't there still rice?"
He turned off the fire.
He brought out a bowl of steaming hot noodles.
Xie Sui's cooking skills were still very good. The noodles looked delicious with chopped green onions and a layer of minced meat and oil. The aroma entered his nose. Song Yu, who had not eaten all day, suddenly felt hungry.
"The rice is cold."
Xie Sui sat opposite him, pushed the noodles in front of him, and said, "You eat."
She remembered that Song Yu seemed to have not eaten all day. It was a repayment.
Song Yu was stunned. "For me?"
God, what kind of pitiful wife and loving mother was she?
Xie Sui seemed to be a little shy under his gaze. "Yes."
"Thank you."
Song Yu stirred the noodles with chopsticks and sighed in his heart. How could such a kind and lovely person be abused like this in the book?
After eating, he left and called the driver to pick him up.
Sitting in the car, the driver was very puzzled. "Master, aren't you here to buy books? Why did you buy them here?"
Song Yu looked out of the window. "I met a very important friend, so I changed my mind."
The driver was surprised. "You have only been in Jing City for a few days. How could you meet a very important friend?"
Song Yu seemed to make a lot of sense. "Uncle, you don't understand. This is called old friends at first sight."
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