my voice is poisonous

Not only did the man not let go after hearing the words, he kept pushing his head towards Fu Yunzhou's neck. Fu Yunzhou had never been this close to Pei Yan since he was in middle school, and he was instantly covered in goosebumps by this man.

"Let go!" Fu Yunzhou struggled violently. One arm was still wrapped in plaster, and he didn't dare to be too aggressive. He tilted his head to dodge left and right.

The drunken man was extremely strong, his upper body was pressed against Fu Yunzhou's upper body, and he was almost immobile, and his lower body's legs pressed his legs firmly. Fu Yunzhou is a big man, and he really doesn't want to be raped by a little girl. Harassment seems to be shouting for help.

"Sir, calm down!" Fu Yunzhou shouted in his ear.

"Calm down? How can I be calm! You're about to break up with me, why am I still calm?!" The man quickly answered without waiting for Fu Yunzhou's words to finish.

Fu Yunzhou: "?!!"

Fu Yunzhou was taken aback by his shout, and his reaction was three beats too late.

"No, I...you recognized the wrong person!" He couldn't laugh or cry, struggling so hard that he almost lost his strength.

"Are you still playing this game for me?! You still want to pretend that you don't know me! Am I going to embarrass you like this?! You have been dating me for more than two years, and you still introduce me as your client!"

The man opened his mouth to breathe out the smell of alcohol, and yelled heart-piercingly with tears in his voice, and the order of words was upside down: "You think I don't know, huh! You have gone to the Eight Immortals to tell your fortune several times! Do you think I am not rich? Man, you want to catch that old man in your company, and you have come to approve the horoscope matching, haven’t you?! Let me tell you, I can also tell fortunes! I’m still a little fairy! If it weren’t for your plastic surgery before It’s been changed, cough! Do you think I’m going to chase you? I look at your face and think you’re the one I’m destined for, do you understand! Why are you still here to dump me now?!”

Fu Yunzhou: "?!!"

Fu Yunzhou was dumbfounded by his long series of grievous accusations, which were like a handful of dog blood. What kind of bloody plot are you talking about...

"You still think I'm poor?" The man was filled with righteous indignation and shouted loudly, "Speaking out scares you to death! I'm the head of this sect! No. 20 has been handed down through three generations!"

Fu Yunzhou couldn't avoid being sprayed with foam all over his face. He pursed his lips and let go of his right hand that was on his shoulder, and walked around the man's head. He reached out and grabbed the back of the man's head and pulled his hair hard , the man immediately let out an "Aww", and began to sob aggrievedly in a low voice with a crying voice: "You actually want me to be bald...I came out for you... You still pull my hair... woo woo woo..."

"You!" Fu Yunzhou couldn't bear it anymore, and he finally shouted at the magic stick who was watching the crowd all over the street, "Come and carry him away! Master Zheng Jiu! Hurry up and help!"

Zheng Jiuye was called out suddenly, and his old face was almost unbearable. Hearing the sound, he hurriedly urged a lazy bone to stand up, and yelled to call a group of magic sticks who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal to help pull people.

A group of middle-aged and elderly people hurriedly pulled the drunk man away from Fu Yunzhou. The man squinted his eyes, his limbs were thrashing, and he kept saying, "You don't believe me? I'll show you right now. Mutually!"

When Zheng Jiuye heard the words, he immediately knew that it was going to be bad. He raised his voice and yelled: "Hurry up! Pull him away! Hurry up!"

"Don't even talk! I want to show him a picture!" The man thumped and thumped vigorously. He yelled and overwhelmed Zheng Jiuye, his narrowed eyes suddenly widened, as if he had seen some shocking secret, haha Laughing, "Stupid man! You deserve it! You will pay for your sins in the past life in this life, dark clouds cover the top, and your luck is extremely weak. It is not easy to recite like you! You must have dug other people's graves in your previous life hahahaha! Retribution! You still come to the Temple of the Eight Immortals to tell fortunes? You go to the gods to change your fate! The gods who tell you fortunes will shorten their lives! Seeing the evil spirit between your eyebrows, it is a sign that you have committed a lot of crimes in your previous life, and you are destined to be short-lived in this life! Those who come to collect debts from you, such as relatives, friends, classmates, colleagues, whoever you catch and beat! Just wait and see, you will not be able to catch the last one who is close to you!"

Fu Yunzhou was startled when he heard the words, and there was a "buzz" in his ears. He seemed to not understand what he was talking about. In the wooden box, the inhuman experiences of his childhood were locked in that box, those inexplicable and blurred painful pasts drifted past him like clusters of green smoke.

Fu Yunzhou leaned his back against the temple wall and watched the man being pulled away from him with dumbfounded cold eyes. His limbs were sore and limp. Through those memories, he raised his head and stared at Zheng Jiuye in front of him, without saying a word, and there was a little something in his eyes. The meaning of review and confirmation.

Zheng Jiuye tilted his head, glanced at him for a while, and sighed.

Fu Yunzhou took a quick breath, looked away, and stood firm with his right hand against the wall. After a half-minute pause, he slowly walked forward and walked out step by step under the ridicule of the man laughing, "You deserve it". The streets of the Eight Immortals Temple have never looked back.

After he disappeared completely, Zheng Jiuye let go, stretched out his finger and poked the man's forehead fiercely, and shouted: "People are hard to break! Do you understand, Wei Fei?! Your father I haven’t taught you that there is no way to save people who have no way to change their fate, so just say something?! Can’t you leave a thought for others, can’t you?”

Zheng Jiuye didn't lie to Fu Yunzhou, he was indeed a powerless fate, and his tragic fate was too special to make people helpless.Fu Yunzhou should indeed enjoy himself in time, because he really doesn't have much time.

"Why should I be merciful..." Wei Fei made him poke his head back and forth, "He doesn't want me anymore..."

"Hey!" Zheng Jiuye said, "You're mad at me, you blind donkey!"

"It's too pretentious, he is..." Wei Fei tilted his head, and fell asleep against a group of gods, "He deserves it..."

*****

Fu Yunzhou walked out of the path in a nonchalant manner. His body was wrinkled, his back was covered in dust, his hair was messy, and his neck was covered with red marks rubbed by the man. He was in extreme embarrassment.

He squatted on the sidewalk beside the street, silently staring at the busy traffic in front of him, and wondered when those memories of the past were blurred into such a state that people couldn't notice and recall them?

Regarding his family, he only remembered that he was often beaten by his parents when he was a child, and he ran away from home once, and then he went to a boarding school with Pei Yankao to get a scholarship, and left the family.

In fact, his memory has blurred the truth. His biological mother died when he was six years old. His father married his stepmother and gave birth to a son. He became an eyesore in the eyes of the family of three. Like poor Harry Potter.

Fu Yunzhou had a miserable childhood, because not only his parents, but also other children in the community liked to bully him. It seemed that he didn't have any likable genes in him, and everyone hated him except Pei Yan.

But when did these things come to him... how should I put it?That feeling is even different from forgetting. Those memories don't seem to be forgotten, but as if they were deliberately hidden and covered with a layer of cloth.

They are there, but when Fu Yunzhou can't see them, they will be blurred to the general conclusion of "I was not very happy in my childhood".

What a strange feeling...

Fu Yunzhou took out all those memories and shook them under the sun, reminiscing one by one like watching a documentary. Combined with Zheng Jiuye and the drunk man's words, there was a question of "could all this really be fate".

But wouldn't it be too much to say who he's going to catch?The cause of his mother's death was also a work-related accident.

Fu Yunzhou squatted for a long time, inhaled the car exhaust, and even his legs were numb. He stood up and stomped his feet, but the phone rang at this time. Fu Yunzhou took out his phone and saw that it was Pan Shao's phone, thinking It may be that the school has something to do, so I quickly picked it up.

"Hey, Pan—" He hadn't finished his joke yet, and Pan Shao on the other end of the phone said anxiously: "Yunzhou, come to the Third City Hospital! Zhang Kun was beaten for no reason outside the school! Broken nose and concussion Already!"

"Ah?" Hearing this, Fu Yunzhou quickly clamped the phone between his left shoulder and neck, freeing his right hand to stop the car, "What's going on?"

"I don't know! He went out to eat with someone at noon and never came back. I called him in the afternoon to find out what he had to do, but I couldn't get through at first, and the next call was He Yang from the editing and directing department, saying that Zhang Kun had someone throw bricks outside the school. It's gone!" Pan Shao explained to Fu Yunzhou, "I just arrived at the hospital, and I will talk about the specific situation when you come."

Fu Yunzhou: "...OK!"

"I also called Pei Yan and said he couldn't get through. Did he go to a corner where there is no signal?" Pan Shao said again, "Do you two have any money? Not later. If we need money urgently, let’s put it on him first, since his family is in another province, I’m afraid we won’t be able to get the money for a while.”

"My and Pei Yan's dicks are on me. I'll take them with me now, and Pei Yan is going to work." Fu Yunzhou stopped an empty car, maintained an awkward posture as if he had a stiff neck, opened the door and got in the car. Tell Pan Shao, "I'm getting on the bus, please send me the address, and I'll go there now."

There was a reply and hung up the phone. Fu Yunzhou stuffed the phone into his trouser pocket, quickly fastened his seat belt on his side, and said to the driver, "Hi, I'm going to the Third City Hospital."

The master kicked the accelerator and drove the car back on the road. Fu Yunzhou leaned on the back of the chair and looked directly at the road ahead. He couldn't help but think of such a sentence: "What kind of relatives, friends, classmates, colleagues, who do you catch and beat! Just wait and see, you will be the last one who is close to you!"

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