Reborn In the 1990s

It should have been scared. The driver was so weak that he couldn't stand. He could only hold the door and apologized to Fang Ruixue: "yes, I'm sorry, the brake and the brake are out of order! I, I this is the first, the first drive, I did not expect, did not expect to hit people! I'm sorry! I'm sorry

But no one around him forgave him. Everyone clamored to call the police. The owner of the breakfast stand came out of the shop and said that he would compensate for the loss.

"You hit people! We have to take this girl to the hospital! "

"Yes! Go to the hospital

Before Fang Ruixue came and spoke, he saw Cheng Yu rushing to the scene like a gust of wind. Just heard everyone say to send Fang Ruixue to the hospital.

"I'm fine!" She snatched in the front of Cheng Yu to open a mouth, "is to fall, hit a little skin."

Just now Cheng Lianzhou has already checked for him. Only the leg and arm were hurt. Everything else was OK.

But Cheng Yu just reached out to brush the dust on her cheek, touched the scratch behind her ear with pity and asked, "does it hurt?"

The wound there is too hidden, Cheng Lianzhou just did not find out.

"It's not very painful." Fang Ruixue holds Cheng Yu's hand and comforts him.

But she lied. At the moment when Cheng Yu's fingers touched it, the corners of her eyes trembled, and there was a tear in it.

"Go away." Cheng Yu pushes Fang Ruixue to Cheng Lianzhou and tells him.

Fang Ruixue didn't hold it for a while and let Cheng Yu's finger slip away from her hand.

Cheng Lianzhou obediently took Fang Ruixue's arm and took her back two steps. Then they saw Cheng Yu go to the driver who was shaking with fear, lifted him from the ground like a sandbag, and then waved her.

The driver banged on the ground, his head was broken, and blood flowed down his forehead.

"I lose money! I lose money! Give me a break! Give me a break The driver kneels on the ground and Cheng Yu beg for mercy, but Cheng Yu in the rage simply can't hear.

He walked up to the driver, stepped on the driver's hand, crushed it hard, and asked, "was that the steering wheel in this hand just now?"

"Ah The driver's scream resounded over the snack street.

"Cheng Yu!" Fang Ruixue was scared to the whole body a shock, broke away from Cheng Lianzhou's hand, ran to embrace Cheng Yu, "you first let go of him."

The ferocious look on Cheng Yu's face faded like the tide. The familiar smell behind him finally made his heart beat steadily again.

"I'm fine." Fang Ruixue is particularly frightened, but still tightly hugs him and looks at the shivering driver who has already frightened Cheng Yu.

Just do not look good, this look, but awakened the heart of Fang Ruixue, all the memories of this person. Those memories surged to her like a tide, drowning her quickly.

Fang Ruixue hugs Cheng Yu's hands and suddenly shrinks, holding Cheng Yu's abdominal clothes tightly.

Even if that face is slightly different from that of the previous generation. But Fang Ruixue recognized him at a glance.

He should not be so fat. His hair is longer than he is now. He has a flat nose and thick mouth. One of his two front teeth is only half cut. It is said that he was broken in a fight when he was a child. His palm is thick and thick, and there is a thin cocoon in the palm, which makes it very painful to hit people. His shoe size is 41, his feet stink and he snores when he sleeps. It's like a mountain when it's on people.

He is vulgar, uneducated, and likes to swear. When he is rich, he will be in a good mood. When he has no money, he will lose his temper and throw things. He is a male chauvinist and despises women. Even to his mother has never been good face, at home must only he is from.

He used to be Fang Ruixue's nightmare.

But now, he crawls at the foot of Fang Ruixue, grabs her pants, raises his head, his face is covered with blood.

"I was wrong! I was wrong! I'll never do it again! Give me a break! Give me a break He cried, the fat on his face trembled and his body curled up like a big fat bug.

Fang Ruixue remembered that when he waved his fist to himself, he would only scold: "bitch! Bitch! Bitch

He is a heavy hand. But never hit the face, because hit in the face, will let people see. So he chose the place on his body that could be covered by his clothes. When he was tired, he began to pull the belt and use it. And you can't resist, because the more you fight, the more excited he gets.

It turned out that such a devil knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Fang Ruixue's heart suddenly soared with pleasure. She looked at the face, and the past nightmares played frame by frame in her mind like slides. She picked up the stool at her hand and hit the man on the ground.

Die! Die! You should die!

She cried in her heart again and again, and no one heard her.

All of them are frightened by Fang Ruixue's crazy appearance. The little girl who was the victim just now became the perpetrator of hitting people in a twinkling of an eye.

Originally still blaming the driver, people suddenly began to point to Fang Ruixue. Some people even said, "she won't be a madman, will she?""Is she mentally ill?"

"Wasn't she quite normal just now? I don't think the blood will be stimulated. "

"Rui, be quiet." Cheng Yu holds Fang Ruixue in his arms and drags him away from the driver who has been scared out.

"Rui, what's the matter with you?" Cheng Yu wiped off the sweat on Fang Ruixue's forehead, holding her face and looking into her eyes. "Tell me, what did you just see?"

Fang Ruixue is staring at Cheng Yu, her eyes are blank, as if she has lost her soul. Suddenly, two lines of clear tears slipped out of her eyes and fell on Cheng Yu's palm.

"Shall we go home?" Fang Ruixue pricked process Yu's arms, buried her face in her chest, choked.

"Good." Cheng Yu touched her head and let her tears wet her skirt.

This seems to be a farce that suddenly appears on a busy morning.

A timid driver who hit people, a woman who was hit but not very normal, and her violent boyfriend.

The frightened driver was finally dragged away by the ambulance. When the police came, the only one on the scene would be "cluttering". The onlookers did not know whether the driver had compensated the owner of the snack bar for the loss, because two days later, everyone had forgotten what happened that day.

It seems that there has never been a woman in white jeans waiting for breakfast, and no car has ever broken in.

As for the driver who woke up in the hospital, he didn't seem to remember anything.