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Bian Zhi didn't expect to meet Ou Moyuan while stopping to buy a supper after get off work.

This guy walked towards her like crazy.

He seems to be holding something in his hand. The Ou family is used to small movements, so everyone should be vigilant.

Yuan Li got a rash all over from the roses and was sent home to rest by her.

Bian Zhi looked alert, turned around and walked in the direction of the car, while taking out his mobile phone, ready to call 110 at any time.

The sound of footsteps behind her was getting closer, and Bian Zhi quickly took out her mobile phone.

When she was about to dial out, Ou Moyuan passed her directly and walked in front of her.

At that time, Bian Zhi had already pressed the two numbers 11 on the phone page.

When Bian Zhi was about to press 0, Ou Moyuan raised his hand.

The old lady's lessons learned from the past made Bian Zhi feel lingering fears. When she noticed Ou Moyuan's intention to raise her hand, Bian Zhi directly took out an acupuncture needle from her side and pierced it straight into Ou Moyuan's wrist point.

When Ou Moyuan's arm was numb and his face was stunned, Bian Zhi directly kicked Ou Moyuan's crotch hard.

The strawberry-flavored lollipop fell to the ground, and Omeyuan's mind went blank at that moment.

He was in disbelief, staring at Bian Zhi with his veins exploding.

He didn't even have time to ask Bian Zhi: "What are you doing?" The severe pain under his body destroyed his whole sanity.

pain!

Heart-piercing pain!

Ou Moyuan had never been in such pain in his life.

In the past, he was the most tolerant, but now he really can't bear it.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he covered the embarrassing parts of his lower body, and exposed himself to the camera of passers-by with no image.

At this moment, the veins on his forehead stood out, his face was pale, and sweat dripped from his forehead.

He really wanted to maintain a basic masculine demeanor in front of Bian Zhi and the public.

But, really not.

The pain was piercing and pervasive, he squatted on the ground, and finally collapsed completely, clutching his crotch, gasping for breath.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Bian Zhi staring intently at the strawberry lollipop he just dropped on the ground.

Her expression was very strange, she didn't like it, and it didn't look like the coldness in the past, but there was a feeling that she was wrapping herself in a thick glass room little by little.

There was a trace of emotion in her eyebrows and eyes, empty and numb, and she even blinked when she looked at him.

then.

He saw her peeling away the crowd, and wanted to leave without looking back.

Li Juan appeared all the time. She pointed at Bian Zhi and shouted in the crowd, "Don't let the perpetrator go! Stop it! She is going to run away!"

Bianzhi's mind was rumbling.

The word "violent" made her freeze in place. She turned her head in a daze, and saw the scene that just fell on Ou Moyuan, because Li Juan's shouts all fell on her.

She clearly—

Did nothing wrong.

Bianzhi's spine stiffened uncontrollably, and the people around her were pointing, making her seem to have returned to that afternoon.

She shrugged her shoulders and stood in the courtyard.

Li Juan held a strawberry-flavored lollipop and said to her: "Zhizhi, this is a strawberry-flavored lollipop, do you remember? Your mother Bian Yaoyao likes to eat this the most. Take it carefully and wait until we see you again." When it comes to mom, give her this lollipop and she'll never leave you."

That year, she held back tears and looked at Li Juan.

She took her word for it.

She can do without everything, but she cannot live without her mother.

That strawberry-flavored lollipop is still in her drawer.

After a long time, she knew that the strawberry-flavored lollipop was a hoax, not just a hoax about Li Juan tricking her into the warehouse, but also a hoax about her mother's resurrection.

For a long time, she didn't have the courage to open the drawer, not to mention the three words strawberry flavor.

It was like a well-known stupid scam hidden in memory, and she, willingly, took the initiative to get into the urn.

this moment.

Three words for the perpetrator.

Strawberry flavored lollipops on the ground.

It was as if the last layer of the meandering and miserable dream that she had whitewashed for many years was completely torn apart.

In these shots, Li Juan in front of her seems to be worrying about her every sentence.

The perpetrators of the year were not punished as they should be.

The old man who passed away will never return one day.

That lollipop, even though she was muddy all over, she couldn't give it out again.

The surrounding voices were so noisy, Bian Zhi shook her head, trying her best to restrain her emotions.

She wanted to calmly and calmly explain the cause and effect to the public, and wanted to tell everyone that she was not the perpetrator, but Omoyuan's entanglement, and she was just fighting back.

But she tried to open her mouth wide, but couldn't utter a word.

I only know that the flash of the lens is so bright that it is dazzling.

But there seemed to be an invisible hand behind her, pulling her into the abyss bit by bit.

She couldn't breathe.

at this time.

The crowd suddenly tore open a big opening.

Someone in a black windbreaker walked towards him from a distance.

His eyes were bright, and he saw her smiling, but his footsteps were hurried, without any rules.

She smelled the smell of fir, just like that year, when her heart was ashamed, a warm hand pulled her into her arms, covering her from all the darkness.

She pressed her cheek against his chest and heard his strong heartbeat.

a bit.

Have a look.

Give her an extremely stable sense of security.

The hand on her back was strong and powerful, and the voice that fell on her ear was sexy and hoarse.

He said softly, "Don't be afraid, dear, I'm here."

He repeated it over and over again, but she actually believed it. She looked up, and clearly saw that he was more afraid than her, his face turned cold, and his lips turned pale.

Bian Zhi looked at Zhou Suihuai, and thought in a daze: "Zhou Suihuai, this time I can see clearly, this time, I won't recognize the wrong person again."

"sorry."

Zhou Sui Huai didn't understand what Bian Zhi meant, so he said "huh?" in a low voice.

Bian Zhi smiled slightly, and repeated, "Sui Huai, let me say, I'm sorry."

Bianzhi was cold in the past, and Zhou Suihuai always thought that this girl should have some normal emotions.

But now there is.

Zhou Suihuai's heart ached.

Zhou Suihuai had never seen Bian Zhi like this before.

The disheveled hair drifted away in the cold wind, and the eye sockets were stained red, spreading to the end of the eyes little by little.

Tears were accumulated in the eye sockets, but they hung on like this, quietly stored in the eye sockets, looking aggrieved and sad.

It really killed him.

"What are you saying sorry for?" Zhou Suihuai raised his generous hand, really couldn't take a look at Bian Zhi like this, pressed the person to his chest, wrapped his thin body with a coat, and replied softly, "Don't say I'm sorry. , if you must say, then I can answer you now, no matter what you have done before, what you are doing now, and what you want to do in the future."

"I, One Year Old Huai."

"Forgive you forever, this is your answer to say sorry."

"so."

"Be good."

"Do not be sad."

"I forgive you."