Observation Diary of a Blackened Girl and My Survival Guide

“…”

This guy.

Lin Qian sighed secretly, shook his head, and took the initiative to step forward to catch Jiang Ziyue.

"ah!"

The feeling of being hugged by a strange man made Jiang Ziyue scream, and began to wave her hands indiscriminately.

In order to avoid accidental injury, Lin Qian first grabbed Jiang Ziyue's limp wrist, snatched the electric shock device from her hand, and threw it on the floor.

Then he picked her up and threw her on the soft sofa in the next second.

He acted very casually and perversely, without the slightest intention of being sympathetic.

To deal with problem girls, there must be a way to deal with problem girls.

Like the man in the anime harem, well-behaved and polite Asahi?

Come up and reason with her?

Ha ha.

People who do or say so...

It can only be said that it is very young.

Such a person can't deal with Jiang Ziyue at all, and can't pry Jiang Ziyue's mouth open.

If you think so, you don't have much experience in communicating with people.

There are all kinds of people in society. A common template may allow you to face the vast majority of people, but those who are not among the vast majority... cannot be contacted with common sense.

How do you get in touch with someone who has a weird personality and doesn't want to talk?

The simplest point... is to make that person feel that you are her kind.

And following other people's words, or stimulating her nature, are relatively simple and effective methods.

Take Jiang Ziyue as an example, such a person has her own way of judging, and she has a yardstick in her heart.

Only when the scale of this rope has been reached, will she be judged as the same kind, or someone who can be contacted.

Only then will she speak.

And there is another point, it is true that Jiang Ziyue has problems, but the biggest problem is not Jiang Ziyue, but her parents.

Sister Li and Lao Jiang.

A girl in her prime, when she encounters trouble, her first reaction is not to ask her parents for help, but to call the police and use the Internet.

It is reasonable to call the police, but the Internet is very strange.

This shows that the Internet has given Jiang Ziyue a sense of security that exceeds that of her parents.

In other words, Jiang Ziyue's parents did not give her any sense of security, and her fans cared more about her than her parents.

Very unusual thing.

And judging from the situation at Jiang Ziyue's house, it's not a problem of fans, but a problem of Jiang Ziyue's parents.

While Lin Qian was thinking about it, Jiang Ziyue's body bounced on the sofa several times.

"Hmm..."

Jiang Ziyue let out a soft moan, and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Lin Qian frowned.

When she just grabbed Jiang Ziyue's wrist, her pulse beat very fast.

It's just such a movement.

Obviously, Jiang Ziyue's health is not very good, very weak.

perhaps...

She's not just a troubled teenage girl.

"You guy..."

Jiang Ziyue struggled to sit up.

Lin Qian sat on the sofa opposite Jiang Ziyue, and he glanced at the expression on Jiang Ziyue's face.

After thinking about it, he picked up the electric shock device on the ground, turned off the switch and put it in her hand: "Children, don't play with these dangerous things."

At this time, Lin Qian spoke to her in a normal tone, instead of the yin and yang ambiguity just now.

Because he observed that Jiang Ziyue's attitude was a little bit better than before.

Although still very vigilant, but not as strong as before.

Then, Lin Qian poured a glass of warm water and put it in front of Jiang Ziyue.

There is a pink cup on the western dining table near the kitchen, which belongs to Jiang Ziyue and is easy to identify.

After doing all this, Lin Qian stood up and walked directly to the entrance.

"I'm sorry, Jiang Ziyue, to bother you."

After finishing speaking, Lin Qian opened the door and left without looking back.

He didn't ask Jiang Ziyue anything, and he didn't need to ask.

Just wait one night for a call...and you'll know.

This matter...is very complicated. Sister Li lied to Jiang Ziyue, who has a weird personality and is difficult to understand with normal thinking.

The moment the door was closed, he heard Jiang Ziyue yelling "Hello".

But Lin Qian didn't look back, because he didn't plan to come a second time.

He can't control this matter.

This money is tempting, but I can't make it myself.

The four yuan for the bus fare is worthless.

Lin Qian took out his mobile phone, clicked on the app, found a flyer distribution business, and immediately stepped into the elevator.

......

At the cat's eye, Jiang Ziyue watched Lin Qian leave.

She is in a strange mood now, Lin Qian is a pervert...it seems right.

But he was also a man who could talk.

During the exchange just now, Jiang Ziyue felt...

Quite interesting, at least more interesting than rigid people.

Maybe, this is him, and...not bad?

It's much better than people who do one thing in person and another in the back.

At least it can reveal the nature, not hypocrisy, isn't it?

If it weren't for his behavior of not covering up his perversion, and...smelling his mouth.

Instead, he pretended to be a polite beast, and asked the security guards to drive him out a long time ago.

perhaps...

Lin Qian didn't conspire with those in his family to come over to find out information... or to deceive him.

But this kind of thing... who's right?

just go away...

Anyway...

I'm fine with being alone.

They all just want to watch me die.

Jiang Ziyue turned her head to look at the textbooks arranged above the TV cabinet in the living room, and sighed.

Suddenly, a burst of unbearable severe pain came from her body.

“…”

It hurts...my body...it hurts...

Just in an instant, Jiang Ziyue was sweating profusely.

She took a deep breath, supported the wall, walked to a corner of the living room with her pale face, lay down on the floor, and took out a small bottle that she had hidden under the TV cabinet.

The bottle is made of glass, transparent, and inside are some round white tablets.

On the top of the bottle cap, a line of words was faintly written with a black pen.

Morphine extended-release tablets.

........

Ten p.m.

Lin Qian stood at the intersection of Dongping West Road handing out leaflets for Suhai Bar.

At this moment, a sports car marked with a dung forklift stopped beside Lin Qian, and a beautifully dressed young woman got out of the car.

She looked at Lin Qian for a while, and said with a smile: "Little handsome guy, what kind of flyers are you sending out? Accompany my sister to the bar for a drink or two, talk heart-to-heart, stay with my sister for a night, and my sister will give you a chat fee. You can't make money by sending out flyers for a month." Come on."

"No, sister, I prefer to make money with my own hands and work hard to get rich." Lin Qian smiled slightly and said politely: "If sister, you are willing to accept this flyer, I will be grateful."

"It's really a stick, but I like it~"

"I like men who work hard."

The woman took the two leaflets from Lin Qian and glanced at them: "Su Hai Bar, I'm a VIP there."

After finishing speaking, she then took out a business card from her pocket and stuffed it into Lin Qian's hand: "Little brother, I like you very much. If you figure it out, call me or go to the bar to find me."

"I'm waiting for you~"

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