Chapter 38

"Officer." Ji Liangke looked calm, "It's not too much for them to apologize to Jiang Yuan."

She coldly glanced at the five people opposite.

"Of course I have to apologize." The policeman was sensible after all, "I haven't apologized yet! Especially you, who made the most trouble!" He pointed to the woman in leather.

The policeman spoke up, and the woman in leather was very unwilling, but she also moaned and said sorry.

The two young girls looked at each other and apologized vaguely.

While they were squirming, Ji Liangke walked over to Jiang Yuan, grabbed his sleeve, and pulled him up.

"Let's go," she said softly.

She led Jiang Yuan to pass by those people.

However, when he was about to pass by the young man among the pedestrians, Ji Liangke stopped in his tracks.

She turned her head and glanced at the young man with cold eyes.

"And you, sorry."

Ji Liangke's voice was calm but with unquestionable coercion, "You are the one who hit me."

According to her observation, the slap marks on Jiang Yuan's face are not as big as a woman can slap, and the punch at the corner of her eye is not as strong as a woman can slap.

The man was in a daze for a second, he was a little surprised that Ji Liangke found out that he was the one who hit someone.

How did this woman know?
Ji Liangke was even more sure that the injury on Jiang Yuan's face was caused by him.

"Bah, it's because I hit you! What can you do if you don't apologize?" The man shook the rivet clothes on his body artificially, and put on a slapstick look, just a street gangster.

He laughed arrogantly while talking: "What's the matter, you want to protect your little boy?"

Seeing his face like this, she also smiled, but it was just a sneer.

She turned abruptly.

The man stood still and stared at her blankly, wondering what she was going to do?
"Officer, I want to call the police, it's a crime of intentional injury." Ji Liangke's tone was blunt, and he didn't even bother to look at the man.

"You!" The man finally couldn't put his arrogant face on anymore, and hurried over in three steps at a time.

He stopped Ji Liangke, flustered: "Are you really reporting it?"

"I have the right to hold you accountable," she said with cold eyes, "I'm not joking with you."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, alright auntie!" The man was quite resentful, but he had to accept this softness, and his attitude immediately changed 180 degrees.

"Apologize to him." She was expressionless.

The man's face darkened, and he sincerely apologized.

Jiang Yuan stood with his head bowed, his hands in his trouser pockets, his expression was loose, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

*

"I'll take you home." She said softly to Jiang Yuan.

Then, she took the lead.

As the sun sets, the flowers and trees are scattered, and the sunset glow in the sky is misty and soft, like an orange-red veil, floating gently in the sky.

This is a beautiful view.

But she felt that the mood at the moment was not very good.

Her tears flowed out uncontrollably.

At the moment when the tear came out, she hurriedly wiped it away with her hands.

She can't cry, she has to be strong.

After all, I was wronged.

After all, she didn't know how to deal with a shrew like the woman in leather just now.

She knows that there are everyone in this world.But when she thought of the ugly faces and insulting words of those people just now.

Even though she affirms that there is much beauty in the world, she cannot deny that there are some things that are dark in some mundane corners.

There are also some people who are bad.

Jiang Yuan followed her all the way in silence.

He saw the scene just now.

He felt strange emotions welling up in him.

He couldn't say what it was.

Obviously he shouldn't care about it, but he couldn't help but think of Ji Liangke's appearance.

The forbearance of being spat on and having her hair pulled.

He couldn't help but think of the scene just now.

She faced those disgusting people without hesitation, her face was still so flat-her expression always seemed to be flat.

He had never seen her angry and angry, nor had he thought that she would hit back at those people with such a loud voice.

Being spat on...should be disgusting; getting hair pulled...should be painful...

Then why did she rush forward, why did she block those insults for him?
Is it an inexplicable sense of justice, or is this another new routine?
She...why is she so nice to him?

He couldn't understand the question.

He only knew that when she scolded those people, he felt a little strange thought arise in his heart.

When those people grabbed him outside, he knew they would not be good people.

At that time, before he could react, he had already been punched and slapped.

The punch made his eyes sore, and the slap made him dizzy.

The lips parted, but only parted.

Does he want to say something?Logically, what should he say?But what can he say?

No one listened to him, and no one believed his words.

He has long been disappointed in this world.

So he was dazed, expressionless, and was taken to the police station without saying a word.

He just sat quietly in the corner from beginning to end.

He didn't choose to rush up.To be entangled with those people, or to be entangled with people—it is too tiring to communicate with people.

Like a cripple.as they say.

In memory, is there anyone who treats him like this?It seems not.

It seemed... No one chose to stand in front of him, and no one considered her emotions like she did.

He walked behind her, and his eyes fell on her unconsciously.

She... seems to be very thin and looks very fragile.

But in fact, she has nothing to do with the word fragile.

It's really strange.

In the twilight, Jiang Yuan's messy thoughts turned into a ball of wool.In his eyes, there is a thick puzzlement.

*

After walking for a while, she took him to the subway again.

In fact, her home is very close to the city center, but she still chose to accompany Jiang Yuan home first.

He was framed just now, his face is covered with bruises, he must be in a bad state of mind, she thought so.

This may also be her responsibility.

After getting off the subway, he walked a short distance to Jiang Yuan's house.

"Here." She sniffed.

He stepped forward silently.

"I'm dirty, your house is near, can I go to your house to change clothes first."

She raised her eyes and looked at him seriously.There was no trace of tears on her face anymore - it was useless to cry, she didn't want to cry with just such a little grievance.

She didn't really have much hope in her heart.She was used to his rejection of her.

But even if the hope was slim, she still wanted to try to ask.

However, Jiang Yuan didn't turn a deaf ear this time, but nodded slowly: "Yes."

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