Don't look for the old attack in the crematorium

Just as he was about to proceed to the next step, the voice of the police came from the alley: "What are you doing!"

"Fuck!" Han Yang cursed in a low voice, threw Lin Qingran off and ran from the other side of the alley.

"Are you okay?" A policeman chased Han Yang, and a policeman helped Lin Qingran up.

"...It's okay." Lin Qingran shook her head, and tidied up her clothes with a dead face.

After taking notes at the police station, Lin Qingran didn't tell Han Yang.

It's not that I haven't tried to seek help from the police, and it's not that I haven't reported to the police, but Han Yang's family is rich, so he can come out intact, and the end result is only more miserable for himself.

It doesn't matter how he gets beaten, but he can't bet on grandma's safety.

After leaving the police station, Lin Qingran went to the pharmacy to buy disinfectant cotton sticks and ointment, and then went to the bathroom of the shopping mall to treat the injuries on her face.

The back is also aching now, probably because the skin was worn out when it hit the wall, but it doesn't matter if the back is covered by clothes, and the face can't be covered, so I have to think of an excuse that is not far-fetched.

Otherwise, grandma will have to worry again.

"Are... are you okay? Are you going to the hospital?" A man who entered the toilet couldn't help asking.

Lin Qingran shook her head: "It's okay, thank you."

When the man left, he couldn't help but look back, the injury on his face was too serious.

After being slapped twice by Han Yang, one side of his face was still red and swollen, the skin in his mouth was torn, and the blood from the corner of his mouth was congealed at the corner of his mouth.

The corner of the mouth was also broken, and it was still on the original wound at the corner of the mouth before, which was equivalent to adding wounds to wounds.

His skin is fair, just a little red, and it looks stronger than most people's perception, and now it is even more painful to look at.

In the mirror, his peach-blossom eyes were dull, and he mechanically dipped a cotton stick with disinfectant and dotted it on the wound. His eyes, which were originally glistening with water, were reddened, but there was no emotion at all.

A layer of water mist covered the pupils of his eyes, and he continued to disinfect the wound, as if he was a walking corpse with only a skin.

The mist covered his eye sockets followed his slow blinks a few times, and his long eyelashes swept over his lower eyelashes, casting a shadow and slowly pressing down.

He had already forgotten what it was like to shed tears, no matter how much he suffered and offended, the tears just overflowed in his eyes, and then he swallowed them back alive.

Crying can't solve the problem, he must also be strong.

If he is not strong, then who will protect grandma?

In this world, he really... Only grandma is left...

When people going in and out of the bathroom passed by Lin Qingran, or when they were washing their hands, their eyes would stay on him for a while.

A beautiful face is too shocking at the moment.

Lin Qingran didn't care about other people's eyes, he didn't need sympathy.

After disinfecting the wound and applying medicine, he threw the used cotton sticks and toilet paper into the trash can and left the bathroom.

Before going home, he sent a message to Gu Wenyu.

[Is grandma downstairs? ]

The other party quickly replied to the message.

Gu Yanqing: [Not here, I just went upstairs, what's wrong? ]

Seeing this reply, Lin Qingran breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he could avoid it for a while, after all, the injury on his face was too obvious.

Simply replying to Gu Wenyu, he returned home faster.

"What's wrong with your face?"

As soon as he entered the house, Gu Wenyu frowned at his face, obviously frightened.

"It's okay." Lin Qingran looked around, and slowly relaxed her tense body when she didn't see her grandma.

He went up to his room lightly, put down his backpack, and took off his coat. The coat was dirty when he was entangled with Han Yang, and there was a lot of dust on it.

"Why is there blood on your clothes?" Gu Wenyu clasped his hands, and put on the long sleeves that Lin Qingran was only wearing now.

"Where? Back?" Lin Qingran asked.

"Ah."

Turning his head to look down at his back, it was indeed stained with blood.

His long-sleeved shirt was white, and blood stains were easily stained. Sure enough, his back was worn out at that time. No wonder his back felt the tingling sensation from the clothes rubbing against it from time to time.

Lin Qingran was not surprised, but just took out a clean dress from the closet, ready to change into it.

"Do you mind if I change clothes here? If you mind, I can go to the bathroom to change." He thought it didn't matter if they were all boys, but some people didn't like this, so he asked Gu Wenyu for his opinion.

"casual."

After getting the answer, Lin Qingran turned her back to Gu Wenyu and took off the blood-stained clothes on her body. When she was about to change into clean clothes, her hand was held down.

"Are you going to dress like this?"

"Is there a problem?" Lin Qingran turned around and asked without knowing why.

A flash of fleeting displeasure flashed in Gu Wenyu's eyes: "At least apply the medicine."

"I can't paint on the back myself." Lin Qingran said honestly.

"Can't you ask me to help you?"

Lin Qingran was stunned for a moment, he really hadn't thought about this method, he didn't want to bother others, and he was used to solving his own affairs.

"No, thank you." Lin Qingran smiled, and said indifferently: "It's just that the skin is worn out, and it will be fine after two days."

"Sit down!" Gu Wenyu's face was cold, and he couldn't help but press Lin Qingran on the chair, pressing his neck with one hand and pressing down his upper body, while asking, "Where are the disinfectant and medicine?"

"No need, I'm used to—"

"Don't tell me, I'll find it myself." Gu Wenyu directly planned his words.

"...in the lower bookcase."

Gu Wenyu opened the door of the bookcase, found the medicine and unscrewed the disinfectant: "Don't move, or don't blame me for the pain."

At this time, he was suppressing his anger.

He heard that when Lin Qingran went out, he wanted to follow him secretly. Last night, he caught a glimpse of Han Yang sending him a message. Today, he took this opportunity to learn more information, but when he was about to go out, grandma happened to go downstairs.

Grandma stopped him and told him a lot about Lin Qingran, praising him the whole time, talking about the awards he had won since he was a child, what competitions he had participated in, and how sensible he was.

Hearing these images of "good kids" packaged in the hearts of parents, Gu Wenyu was not moved, but he could only pretend to be very interested and listened.

He could feel grandma Lin Qingran's love for Lin Qingran, he also liked being with his own grandma very much before, maybe it was his affection for his grandma that made him unwilling to make grandma Lin Qingran sad.

When Grandma Lin Qingran finally got tired of talking and went upstairs, within a few minutes Lin Qingran sent a message.

He guessed that Lin Qingran would come back with injuries, but he was still shocked when he saw him.

Originally, he didn't want to care about him, but grandma Lin Qingran's face suddenly flashed in his mind, and he instinctively didn't want grandma to be sad, so he reluctantly helped him disinfect and apply medicine.

Gu Wenyu didn't help others to disinfect and apply medicine, so the force might be a bit heavy, although Lin Qingran didn't cry out, but seeing his face biting his lower lip and holding back, he understood.

"It hurts?" Gu Wenyu moved a little lighter: "Call out if it hurts, it will be better."

"It's okay." Lin Qingran smiled indifferently, but still didn't cry out.

"How did you do this? You were fine when you went out." This was asked by Gu Wenyu on purpose, and he had the answer in his heart, so he wanted to say it on purpose.

Lin Qingran was still as gentle as before: "I accidentally fell."

Gu Wenyu sneered inwardly, this excuse was so absurd that no one would believe it, and he didn't know how he said it with a serious face.

He didn't continue to ask, but after applying the medicine for Lin Qingran, he used an excuse to go to the bathroom to wash his hands, and took out his mobile phone to search.