Poor boy and Bai Fumei

Lin Qiao feels that this moment is extremely long, and there is no more difficult time in life than this.

The stranger's hand was on his waist, and the breath of alcohol was sprayed on his face. Lin Qiao was trembling with fear, and his nausea was unbearable.But he couldn't break free, and could only endure this humiliation in despair.

Lin Qiao turned his head and closed his eyes, not daring to look again.

The confinement was suddenly loosened, and he heard the sound of fists colliding with flesh and the man grunting in pain.

Immediately afterwards, his wrist was tightly grasped, dragging him to the bathroom, Lin Qiao opened his eyes and saw that it was Lu Juan

Lu Juan's hand was very strong, pinching Lin Qiao's wrist was very painful, but Lin Qiao didn't dare to cry out the pain. At this time, Lu Juan looked very angry, his brows were tightly frowned, and his lips were tightly pursed. Kicking open the door of the compartment, he pushed Lin Qiao in with another hand.

Lin Qiao's leg hit the toilet seat, and the sharp pain was instantly transmitted to his brain, and he couldn't help crying out in pain.There was a circle of red marks on the wrist from Lu Juan's grip, which was particularly shocking against Lin Qiao's fair skin.

The small cubicle isolates the sound of music outside, and only some sounds can be heard faintly, as if it is another world.

No one spoke for a while, only each other's rapid breathing and the rapid heartbeat in their chests could be heard.

After a long while, Lin Qiao lowered his eyes and called softly, "Lu Ju'an."

Lu Juan was still angry, his mind was still full of Lin Qiao being hugged by that person and unable to resist, Lu Juan closed his eyes and calmed his breathing, but he still couldn't restrain his anger.

"Why did you come here?! Follow me?! Don't you know where this is?!"

Lin Qiao didn't answer for a long time.Lu Juan sensed something was wrong, and saw Lin Qiao sitting on the toilet seat with his head bowed, as if crying.

Lu Juan panicked for a moment, he held Lin Qiao's face in his hands, and he saw Lin Qiao's face full of tears and red eyes.

Lin Qiao's voice was trembling, and he whispered, "Lu Juan, I'm afraid."

Lu Juan didn't know how to comfort others, he wiped away the tears on Lin Qiao's face with his thumb indiscriminately, "It's all right, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Lin Qiao's tears wiped more and more, and he couldn't stop at all. He didn't cry out loud, he just sobbed softly, which made the listeners very worried.

Lu Ju'an pressed Lin Qiao's head into his arms, and recalled Huang Jie's caressing the back of Lin Qiao's head like that when he was a child when he occasionally coaxed him.He could feel the damp water on his clothes, and he could also feel the trembling of Lin Qiao's body.

After Lin Qiao finally calmed down, he let him go.

Lu Juan's eyes fell on Lin Qiao's wrist, "Did it hurt you just now?"

Lin Qiao sniffed, "It's okay, I'm usually like this, it turns red with a little effort."

Lu Juan gave a "hmm" and asked him: "Are there any other injuries? Just now he..."

Lin Qiao retracted his left leg that had just been hit, and shook his head, "It's nothing, it's okay."

Lu Juan didn't believe it, "Pick up your clothes and let me have a look."