Abstinence President, Please let me go !

Drunk men are more terrible than sober men.

This is the most profound experience of Giorgio.

She didn't know when she fell asleep.

Sometimes it was so painful that she drank two glasses of red wine by herself.

Under the anesthesia of alcohol, she didn't seem to feel so bad

The next morning, when the sun came in through the window, she opened her eyes.

She looked out of the window as if she had been crushed by a truck.

When the wind blows, the curtains dance, and the branches sway gently. She tries to get up, but the pain makes her lie down again.

On the soft mattress, it seems that there are two people's ambiguous breath.

The bed was big and soft, and the silent place was empty.

The bedroom is quiet.

It was so quiet that she could hear the wind.

For a long time, she turned over, slowly adjusted her posture, and then lay down.

However, after lying down like this for a while, she immediately sat up again.

Ji Qiaoyan is still in prison. She can't sleep at all.

In spite of her discomfort, she stood up.

After entering the bathroom, she opened the water tap, reached out and squeezed a handful of shower gel on her body and rubbed it vigorously. She wanted to wash away the silent smell.

Until she rubbed her skin red and was about to break, she stopped and squatted on the ground, letting the water flow from her head to her eyes. She knelt down on the wet floor and burst into tears.

All the sadness in my heart can only be let out in this way.

She has no way, unable to embarrass, in the face of silence, she can only choose to endure.

She was suddenly sorry.

She shouldn't have gone back to Shenzhen.

I went back to my family after setting fire to silence.

There is no way to hurt her family forever.

Unfortunately, it's too late to regret now.

It can only be said that she is still too shallow to touch the cruelty of silence.

There is a faint voice of the mobile phone.

She was surprised in her heart, took a bath towel wrapped in the body, and then walked out barefoot.

She picked up the phone next to the pillow. It was a silent call. She hesitated for a while, then pressed the answer button.

"It's me!"

She has a hoarse voice.

"Just wake up?"

"Well..."

"Does it still hurt?"

His voice came from his mobile phone as if in his ear.

The sound still scares her.

"Well!"

She just responded mechanically.

"I wish I knew the pain! Remember, don't try to struggle against it, don't try to do any futile struggle. It's going to be worse than it is now, understand? "

"Well!"

"When I'm not in Shenzhen, you should be good and always remember your identity!"

"Well!"

He hung up and she listened to the blind voice for a long time with her mobile phone.

For a long time, she had a crisp sneeze, and then came back to her senses. She went to the wardrobe and took a set of comfortable clothes. After changing them, she left the place with her bag.

At ten in the morning, she arrived at the police station.

Without too much effort, after reporting his identity directly, the policeman on duty released Ji Qiao's words.

"We have caught a drug dealer this morning, and he admitted that it was planted to Ji Qiaoyan. Although the suspicion is cleared, young people, it is not right to fight! As you are about to take part in the college entrance examination, I'll give you a chance. Don't do it again next time. "

Police will Ji Qiaoyan oral education, this release people.

The two brothers and sisters came down the steps together. Ji Qiao lowered his head and did not speak.

"I'll go home to take a bath, change clothes and go to school."

Jijosh stopped a taxi and told him to go home with him.

On the way, Ji Qiaoyan was very silent and said nothing.

I don't look at Giuseppe.

When he got home, he packed his clothes and went into the bathroom.

Gijosh sat on the sofa in a daze.

She held her face in both hands, and her heart was a little confused.

She remembers silence saying that Ji Qiaoyan fights because he tells Ji Qiaoyan that her sister is his sex slave

In fact, today she is a little difficult to face Ji Qiaoyan.

She looked up at the bathroom. The door was closed.

She stood up, picked up her cell phone and dialed her mother.

"Mom, Qiao Yan is back! The police said it was a misunderstanding! It won't be recorded. "

"OK, there are dumplings in the fridge. You two cook first. I'll buy some food at noon and go back! ""Mom, don't come back. Qiao Yan will go to school soon."

Jijoshi hung up the phone, she is not comfortable walking now, there is no energy to cook dumplings.

I ordered takeout on the Internet and then played games with my mobile phone on the sofa.

It was nearly half an hour before chicho came out.

He was wearing a light gray sportswear and his short hair was dripping with water.

"Qiao Yan, the meal is coming. You can eat it yourself."

Giorgio pointed to the box from the takeaway table.

Ji Qiaoyan did not speak, he directly around the dining table, sitting next to jijoshi.

"How did you get me out?"

Ji Qiao Xi did not expect that Qiao Yan would ask such a question. She looked up at him.

"Of course, it's to ask friends for help. Besides, you didn't commit a crime! The police elder brother didn't say that, misunderstood... "

"Which friend are you looking for?" Ji Qiaoyan continued to ask.

"I have so many friends, but you don't know me. Why do you ask so many questions?" 'said Giorgio lightly, lowering his head and peeling his fingernails.

In the mind already thought well, no matter how Ji Qiao Yan inquires, she resists death not to admit.

anyway, Shen Mo is not sitting here now. She has the final say.

Jiqiao stopped talking.

He just folded his hands, lowered his head and began to eat noodles.

Giorgio was prepared for a perfect lie to deal with.

However, Ji Qiao said nothing.

Since he didn't speak, she couldn't say anything.

In the middle of the meal, he suddenly put down his chopsticks, turned around and silently gave her a hug, holding her tightly in his arms.

She was slightly stunned.

As a child, Ji Qiao Yan was wronged outside, she would give him a hug, let him feel warm.

But since Qiao Yan graduated from primary school, he has grown into a tall and thin boy, and he has no longer embraced each other.

At this time, he suddenly hugged her.

What's going on?

Instead of pushing him away, she reached out and patted him gently on the back. "Qiao Yan, was he bullied in the detention center last night?"

Ji Qiaoyan didn't speak. He let go of his hand for a long time, and then stood up.

"I went to school!"

He hung his schoolbag over his shoulder and reached for the door.

"Qiao Yan, you still have a wound on your face. I'll help you deal with it."

"No need to..." He left without looking back.