C56

In the middle of the noisy city, the bustling stars above people's heads no longer twinkled.

The neon lights covered the sky and occupied everyone's eyes. Under the colorful rays of light, how many sins were covered up, and how many truths were covered up.

The air conditioner in the mall was too cold. Of course, what was even colder was the human heart.

Wen Zhizhi embarrassedly stood up, wanting to walk out of this commercial building. Just as she was about to reach the entrance of the shopping mall, two figures appeared behind her.

"Murderer! It's really dirty eyes! "

"Damned woman, get lost!"

Two smartly dressed young women carrying a lady's bag rushed up from behind her and shoved her into a corner. Wenzhi was surrounded by punches and kicks.

The delicate shopping bags that had been given to her at the checkout had been mercilessly forgotten on the polished floor. People came and went in groups of three or four, but when they saw the bags on the ground, they automatically took a detour. No one noticed Wen Zhizhi who was being beaten in the corner.

The spiky heels had pierced her flesh, and her already dirty appearance made it worse.

After kicking around Wenzhi for a long time, her resistance at first would only make them more excited. The more they resisted, the more they would hit. Later, Wenzhi had lost her strength to resist, and the two women slowly began to find it uninteresting.

Just as the two were about to leave, two loud piercing shouts came from the opposite building.

"The two women who hit me, stop!"

"Teacher Wen!" "Teacher Wen!"

Today, Meng Qingyang's mother had forced him to return to the old house. When he returned, his phone would be confiscated and he would be sent out with his nephew. It turned out that his mother had arranged for him to have a blind date, and because he had always resisted, he was forced to spend the whole day with the daughter of his great-uncle.

And the little nephew, who had been sent by his mother to monitor the two of them, was also a joy maker to ease the awkwardness.

With such an arrangement, Meng Qingyang didn't dare to leave the scene and wander the streets with his little ancestor.

Playground, lunch, movies, dinner, shopping.

Meng Qingyang had been "prepared" all day. Taking advantage of the fact that the matchmaking partner was being pestered by the clothing store guide, the two of them finally had the chance to leave the matchmaking partner and go outside to get some fresh air.

Meng Qingyang, who didn't have a cell phone, was depressed all day. He had been resting with his eyes closed and his back against the guardrail, while his nephew obediently laid on the glass window to find some entertainment for himself. His round face was about to be crushed into a big cake by the glass.

Who knew that not long after he closed his eyes, his nephew Little Treasure's plump hands would start to pull on his clothes.

"Little Treasure, uncle's clothes are going to be torn apart by you."

He opened his eyes helplessly, only to find that Xiao Bao's eyes were red, and his mouth was so anxious that he could not speak.

"Little Treasure, what's wrong? You're not in a hurry. If you have any grievances, you can tell uncle about it." Meng Qingyang was confused and worried. It was rare for Xiaobao to be so emotional.

Seeing that his uncle was finally willing to pay attention to him, Xiaobao began to shake Meng Qingyang's clothes even more vigorously. His other hand pointed to the corner downstairs. The short fatty was so anxious that he was about to jump out 1.5 meters.

Meng Qingyang looked in the direction he was pointing.

This time, all the blood in his body was about to congeal. In that corner, the charming, demure Wen Zhizhi of a few days ago was being beaten with a bag by two women.

Meng Qingyang could no longer remain calm. He let out a loud roar!

The anxious Xiaobao could finally speak. "Teacher Wen!" "Teacher Wen!"

The uncle and nephew duo's hearts were filled with longing for Wen Zhizhi, but they had never expected to meet her in such a situation.

"Little Treasure, wait for me here. Don't bother with anyone who asks you to leave. I will bring Teacher Wen back safely. " After Meng Qingyang had finished instructing Xiaobao, he called the shop assistant to come over and take care of him.

Then, he took two steps at a time and ran down the stairs on the elevator. His appearance was completely different from the gentle and gentle gentleman from before.

By the time he rushed to Wen Zhizhi's side, the two women had already run away.

Meng Qingyang didn't have time to pay attention to the two murderers. Because the Wen Zhizhi in front of him had already affected his entire mind.

Her long, milky-white skirt was covered in dust, and her slender fingers seemed to have been stepped on by someone. There were countless small wounds on his calves and arms. There were even a few palm marks on his face.

Meng Qingyang felt a pain in his heart as if someone was pulling him up. He carefully approached Wen Zhizhi. It was only a few steps, but Wendy Zhizhi was already shrinking and retreating.

Meng Qingyang wanted to slap himself to death. Why didn't he find out that Zhizhi had been bullied? Why didn't you think of calling her and caring about her? Why is my appearance always late …

Wen Zhizhi's condition did not allow him to think further.

He slowly approached her and gently repeated, "Zhizhi, it's me. Meng Qingyang, don't be afraid."

Wen Zhizhi no longer retreated. She seemed to have figured out his identity and allowed him to approach her slowly.

When Meng Qingyang finally hugged Wen Zhizhi, Wen Zhizhi finally seemed to come back to her senses. She leaned on Meng Qingyang's shoulder in disbelief and sobbed softly.

"Meng Qingyang, who is this young lady?" Behind him, Little Treasure hurried over with his matchmaker in tow.

Hearing this, Wen Zhizhi, who had finally put down her guard, pushed Meng Qingyang away again.

Meng Qingyang helplessly patted her back, then turned around to answer the matchmaker's question, "I'm sorry, this is a friend of mine. She's in some trouble, I have to send her to the hospital. This is where we'll meet today. "

His matchmaking partner was stunned hearing this. He didn't expect that the usually gentle Meng Qingyang would be so rude as well. However, the woman behind him, although she lowered her head and could not see her face, she still looked like the 'killer of Hu Shuo' who was widely circulated online today. What was her name? Today, someone took a photo saying that she was in the city center, but she didn't expect to meet such a person.

"It's fine, Meng Qingyang. You had a good time today." However, I want to say one more thing. This friend of yours seems to have offended someone on the internet. Now the whole web is filled with her whereabouts and dark history. " Seeing Meng Qingyang was so concerned about Wen Zhizhi, the matchmaker kindly reminded him.

"Oh, I don't know when my aunt put your cell phone in my bag. "Here, take it."

Meng Qingyang frowned as he didn't know what she meant by 'offending people on the internet'. He guessed that Wen Zhizhi might have encountered some kind of violence on the internet.

"Well, I know, thank you. You go back and be careful. " This was the meaning of the order to expel the guest.

The matchmaker was an understanding person, so the reminder was just out of goodwill. Thus, he shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and turned to leave.

The two of them went to comfort Wen Zhizhi.

Wendy Zhizhi, curled up in a corner, seemed to be cut off from the outside world, unresponsive to anything. Little Treasure watched as his teacher was beaten up to such a pitiful state. He anxiously circled around her as tears welled up in his eyes, as if he was about to fall to the ground …