"I've heard that a little girl has met you, isn't it her? Lao Liu, you're not the kind of person who holds grudges regardless of public and private affairs. Why do you have to stare at a child and get along with her? " Lao Qian has been acquainted with Mr. Liu for many years and knows what his temperament is.

"What do you know? If she can't stand it, she's waiting to quit school, and she's going to stay..."

Lao Liu's face is full of anticipation after drinking instant noodle soup.

It's a pleasure to meet such an interesting student before retiring.

Qian Mo goes back and lies down until dawn.

After taking the medicine, her teeth didn't hurt so much. The painkillers made her brain a little numb.

She felt vaguely that some things could not go on like this, but she could not tell what to give up and was in a mess.

Qian Mo reached out to wipe the tears on her face, "you're dead, what do your parents do? Do you have the heart to let your parents give you black hair? "

"She doesn't care about me..."

Liu Fei walked in the ghost gate for two times. She broke down and wailed. Qianmo stood beside her and listened to her intermittently.

From Liu Fei's helpless words, Qianmo knows that the girl is indeed working part-time in a singing hall, only chatting and drinking with each other. The main reason that forces her to do so is that her parents in her hometown prefer boys to girls.

She has a younger brother, who is still in junior high school. Her parents have taught her that it is useless for her girl to study and work early to earn money.

She was unwilling to study hard. Her education level in the third tier cities was limited. She tried hard to enter the Agricultural University. Her family refused to let her study. Her parents did not give her any money. She could only earn her tuition in this way.

She does have some brand-name bags, but they are all high imitation parallel products. Her singing hall is relatively high-end. If there is no such clothes, the guests will look down on her. In order to make more money for her packaging, she can only do so.

Her classmates alienated her. The reason why she used to surf the Internet that night was because she quarreled with her roommates. She was called a chicken. She wanted to play games because she felt sad.

When I came back, something happened.

The girl cried and said that she had bruises on her face, which had been beaten by cattle, and her lower body was also severely lacerated. It was uncertain whether there were sequelae or not. She kept crying with Qianmo, saying that she was cursed by fate.

"No matter how hard I try, I can't escape the claws of fate. No matter how hard I fight, I will be looked down upon by others later. What's the meaning of living..."

the girl cried and said her despair, but she held Qianmo's hand, but she kept exerting again, which made Qianmo's hand white.

Qian Mo's hands hurt, but she didn't break free and was always with the girl.

The mouth said the despair of the world, but the eyes are full of life desire, but the fate is too cruel, let her feel confused.

"Little sister, what do you think I should do, what else can I do..."

Qianmo didn't say anything and gave her a warm hug.

Fortune is unfair sometimes. She's angry at it, but she can't help it.

At this time, any words of comfort are pale, what to say have the feeling of standing and speaking without lumbago.

Qian Mo just hugs her and allows the unfortunate girl to cry and wet her shoulders. She can feel the girl's trust in her, or, to be exact, trust in her uniform.

In fact, Qian Mo really wants to say that everything will be OK and life will be full of sunshine.

But no.

The doctor will not say to the patient before the operation that I will definitely cure you.

This kind of comfort sounds like very warm, but all people who understand psychology will not persuade people like this. Once there is an accident, this kind of warmth becomes cruel.

It's always said that things turn out to be better, but that's just a wish.

"I don't want to tell you the truth. I'll tell you the truth. I have a relative who can't bear children. If they are ill, they go to the doctor and listen to their friends. They want to worship the mother who gives birth."

The "relative" is Qian Mo himself.

"She has a habit of checking before worshipping." In case of the same situation as her uneducated father, she offered incense from the God of wealth to Guan Er Ye.

"The results are very unexpected. The prototype of the mother who gave birth to children was the mother of devils, who ate children from the world. Later, she was transformed into the guardian God of children. At first glance, I felt that Buddhism has boundless influence on the villains. After careful consideration, they were extremely afraid. Why did the bad guys lay down their butcher knives and become Buddhas? Good people have to go through trials and tribulations? Of course, this is a kind of Buddhist culture. The causal good and evil involved in it are too complicated. I just want to talk about my own feelings. "

Qian silent pause for a moment, sonorous and forceful.

"Being too tolerant to the perpetrators and cruel to the victims is the one-sided view of the ignorant masses caused by the strange culture. It is the greatest harm to the victims that the law enforcers let go of any criminal."

"I don't promise you that the future will be easy, but I can promise you that my predecessors and I will bring the perpetrators to justice."

Only this is the constant commitment of the police.

The moment that the girl looks up at Qianmo, from her eyes, Qianmo feels trust. This feeling of trust appears at this time, which deepens Qianmo's confusion and confusion about her career.