star hunter

When Miao Linzhi arrived downstairs, the sky had just turned white. She wandered around the most lively streets in Dongcheng District all night, but no one cared about her.

The reason, at the beginning, could be explained by the reason that the weather was cold and there were few people, but after encountering several neighbors in the stairwell, she couldn't hold on to her justification.

It's fine if it's still the covert disdain of the past, anyway, she's used to it a long time ago, but it's different now, what's in their eyes is obvious mockery and sarcasm, and even a fat woman threw herself on the ground vigorously. Spit: "Hey, the wrinkles can kill flies, so I'm ashamed to sell it. That's right, I have to throw it to the West City in two years, right? It's time to hurry up."

The other person covered his mouth and smiled subtly: "Look at what you said, when he goes to the West City, he might find a benefactor."

The fat woman pounded her thighs and laughed so exaggeratedly that her facial features were deformed by being squeezed into a ball by the fat. Miao Linzhi was so angry that she spit directly onto the other's face. She pinched her waist and yelled: "Damn! Even if you're old, you're still much better than a pig like you! You're fucking naked and lying on the street with your legs apart, no one wants to go to you!"

The fat woman let out a loud roar, shaking her fat body and rushed towards Miao Linzhi aggressively. The latter was not to be outdone, and took out the skills he had cultivated in years of standing on the street with competitors for territory and customers, and the two sides scuffled. Together, it was hard to tell which was better for a while.

Everyone else stretched their necks to watch the battle, except for a thin middle-aged man who hadn't said a word before. When Miao Linzhi fought back, he showed an anxious expression. When the two sides were fighting, they were even more panicked. Zhang Xiaolian stomped her feet non-stop, begging repeatedly: "Don't hit Yingying's mother! The child is watching!"

His last sentence cooled down Miao Lingzhi's boiling brain instantly. She pushed the fat woman away and glanced up nervously. Just in time to meet her daughter's calm and indifferent eyes, she took a step back subconsciously. She showed a flattering smile: "Yingying, mom is back, have you had breakfast... hiss!"

Several blood marks were scratched on her face, and it hurt when she touched the corner of her mouth. Although she was smiling at the moment, her face was distorted.

Yingying's face disappeared at the top of the stairs, Miao Linzhi still looked up in despair, the fat woman was dragged by others, but she kept cursing dirtyly: "□□Mom gave birth to a □□daughter, take her with you in the future If your daughter sells together, the business will be better!"

Miao Linzhi's eyeballs moved, and her eyes slowly moved to her face. After staring straight at the fat woman for a few seconds, she rushed over without warning, and bit her nose fiercely with her mouth open. .

Blood oozes from between her teeth, the fat woman howls like killing a pig, and the others are afraid of losing their lives, so they work together to drag Miao Linzhi away who is almost insane.

"I tell you, you can insult me, but if you dare to insult my daughter, I will kill you."

When Miao Linzhi said this, she paused every word, with a smile on her face, blood on her lips, which was extremely scary.

"It's sick! It's fucking sick!" the fat woman screamed hoarsely, holding her bleeding nose, "Call the people from the public security station! She wants to eat people!"

As soon as these words came out, the bystanders who witnessed this scene immediately panicked and dispersed, as if Miao Linzhi had turned into a scourge.

"What are you afraid of?" Miao Lingzhi squinted at the terrified people contemptuously, "Everyone is the same, either eat or be eaten, it's just a matter of time."

She left with a sneer and walked away. The rest of the people were frightened and whispered whether to report to the public security station, while the middle-aged man sighed long at Miao Linzhi's back.

Miao Linzhi's aura disappeared completely at the door of the house. She tried to push the door, but the door was ajar. She peeked in and found that Yingying was bending over to water a pot of lily of the valley. Water, with a focused look.

Miao Lingzhi hesitated all of a sudden, lingering outside the door, not daring to enter, but suddenly heard Yingying's voice: "Mom? Why didn't you come in?"

As soon as she raised her eyes, she met her daughter's eyes. She was at a loss for what to do. She hurriedly came to Yingying, and flicked her hair awkwardly: "Well, just now I... It was they who bullied Mommy first, and Mommy was the first to bully her." I will fight back..."

"Forget it," Yingying's voice was very soft, she pointed to her mother's face, "Go and wash your face first."

Miao Lingzhi froze for a moment, then nodded sharply: "Okay, I'll go wash my face!"

After washing off the heavy residual makeup, what was reflected in the mirror was a haggard face. She just glanced at it and turned around hastily. What made her unacceptable was not only the accumulated wrinkles and sallow complexion, but also her cheeks. The shocking red spot on the top.

She's really starting to get sick.

How arrogant she was before, how scared she is now.

Her back slid down the sink inch by inch, and finally curled up, covering her face and crying silently.

"Mother."

Miao Linzhi raised her head abruptly, with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes that were too late to wipe away, Yingying did not know when she appeared at the door, her slender eyebrows were tightly frowned, and she looked at her worriedly, only then did Miao Linzhi come to her senses, She leaned against the wall and stood up, wiped her face, and forced a smile: "Why haven't you gone to school yet? How about this, I'll cook a bowl of noodles, and you go to school immediately after eating!"

Yingying shook her head, she walked over step by step, and stood still in front of her mother, Miao Lingzhi was surprised to find that the child was as tall as her before she knew it.

The pride and joy of being a mother surged in her heart. She touched her daughter's face and comforted her softly: "Mom is fine, you go and clean up and get ready for school."

Yingying stared at her face, hesitated to speak: "Mom, your face..."

Miao Lingzhi was sad, and she turned her face away unconsciously: "I...you can rest assured, my mother will kill herself before she gets sick, and she won't drag you down."

She said and became happy again: "But you don't have to worry, I have been saving money for you, even if one day... Mom is gone, you can still live."

The girl lowered her eyelids and sighed sadly: "I'll go to the doctor and get you some medicine."

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When Su Xian woke up, his face was still as white as a piece of paper, but his spirit was not bad, even Zhang Jibai boasted: "After all, he has been tempered and tempered, and his physical fitness is really good."

Just as Zhong Yuncong wanted to inquire about the "Thousands of Tempering", he heard Su Xian ask Zhang Jibai: "Can I go?"

"You can leave anytime." Doctor Zhang, wearing a mask, replied slowly, "As long as you don't mind losing an arm."

Su Xian was so stunned that he had nothing to say. He lowered his head and glanced at his almost crippled left arm, and then stared coldly at the perpetrator. Zhong Yuncong knew his crimes well, and for a moment his brows drooped in embarrassment. Embarrassedly smiled at him.

Su Xian turned his head with a cold face.

Zhang Jibai didn't care about the petty actions between them at all. After changing Su Xian's medicine and without other patients, he picked up the medical classics and studied diligently.

Su Xian was probably too bored. When Zhong Yuncong turned his head to look at him, he held a crumpled newspaper in his hand and read it ten lines at a glance. Zhong Yuncong glanced at it, and it turned out that he had already flipped through it. The old evening paper.

He pulled up a chair and sat down, and started a rote chat: "Well, how do you feel now? Are you tired? Are you hungry?"

Su Xian raised his eyelids: "So what if you're hungry? So what if you're tired?"

"I'll serve you a bowl of noodles when I'm hungry," Zhong Yuncong imitated the answer from the TV series, "When I'm tired, I..."

"So what?"

"Massage for you?" Zhong Yuncong asked tentatively, unsurprisingly, Su Xian rolled his eyes: "Come on, I don't enjoy the noodles you cook and the massage."

Zhong Yuncong argued without confidence: "Now my cooking skills have improved a lot, and I can cook instant noodles on fire. As for massage...you can also learn it."

The person he was courting didn't show his face very much, and he had already lowered his head to read the boring newspaper again. Zhong Yuncong mocked himself: "But I may have to find a blind person to learn art first..."

As soon as the word "blind man" came out, he suddenly covered his mouth, and then carefully checked his words and expressions, only to find that Su Xian just smiled faintly: "Don't be so frightened, I'm not completely blind yet."

Zhong Yuncong didn't feel a sense of relief, instead his heart was heavy like a rock, sinking straight down, he felt that he might really be unaccustomed to this place, his brain seemed to have shrunk to nothing but ping-pong The ball is so big, the external performance is that he is getting more and more stupid.

The original intention was to apologize to Su Xian, but the humble words have not been uttered yet, and it is taboo again. Is there anyone in this world who can't chat better than him?

"Come on," Su Xian, whose eyes were clearly on the "Social News" page, was like a scanner, thoroughly studying his brain circuit, "If you want to apologize, just say it, although I may not accept it."

Zhong Yuncong drooped his head disheveledly, as if suffering from cervical spondylosis, and his voice was weak like that of a mosquito: "I'm sorry..."

Su Xian shook the newspaper: "I didn't hear clearly."

"I'm sorry!" He suddenly raised his voice, shaking the opponent's newspaper almost to the ground, Su Xian quickly picked up the newspaper: "Will you talk well?"

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have made a fuss about going to Xicheng with you." Zhong Yuncong looked frustrated, "If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be hurt... I'm so useless. You... You can call me whatever you want."

Hearing this, Su Xian finally looked away from the newspaper.

Zhong Yuncong was stared at by him for a long time, and his whole body felt weak.

"You misunderstood something." Just when he thought he was going to scold, he suddenly chuckled: "You are quite useful."

In a daze, Zhong Yun thought he was hallucinating.

He looked over in disbelief, but the other party was still engrossed in the newspaper.

After Zhong Yun grinned and smirked for a while, he suddenly realized that the focus of Su Da’s sheriff’s reading was always on the corner of the report on the disappearance. While lamenting his love and dedication, he also remembered a Important matter.

"That," he cleared his throat again, and opened the deadlock with the same opening sentence, "When you were unconscious, your colleague, the one named Xiang Yu, came here."

Su Xian raised his eyes, his face changed a little, his popularity is not bad, it's normal for someone to visit the doctor, but at this juncture, he had a premonition that Xiang Yu definitely didn't just come here for the visit.

"What did he say?" Su Xian stared intently at the person opposite after the outdated evening paper was thrown into limbo, Zhong Yuncong felt a little uncomfortable, adjusted his sitting posture, and then nodded: "Yes, he wants me to tell you , he dug clues from the old smuggler, and found the body of No.5 missing person in West City."