The Big Villain Asked Me to Save Him When I Was Reborn

In the evening two weeks later, Jiang Yu came to the storage room, ready to change into his sweat-soaked dance clothes.

When she unfastened the laces of her dancing shoes, she felt helplessly that the laces were off the line.

Jiang Yu quickly took off his dancing shoes and took out the stitches from the small bag on the side of the schoolbag.

This pair of shoes has been stitched back and forth many times by her, whether it is the toe or the sole, there are many traces of repair.

Wu Silin and the girls walked into the dressing room after dancing, and saw that Jiang Yu was mending the dance shoes. She couldn't help but sneered: "Wearing these bad shoes on stage, I'm not afraid of losing our Lingque face."

"Even if she gets in, she won't be able to teach tuition, and the place is wasted."

"I really can't figure out how did the teacher choose someone like her to participate in the promotion competition."

...

Jiang Yu glanced at Wu Silin, and shot back lightly: "Did you forget so soon? You chose me because you are not good enough, and I happened to be better than you."

Several girls have nothing to say.

But Wu Silin was stabbed in the painful spot and trembling with anger, and said: "Anyone who can't even afford dance shoes, even if they choose to choose the best promotion competition, what if they can't pay the tuition, what qualifications do you have to enter Esme? La Art Center."

After changing the past, if Jiang Yu suffered such humiliation, he would definitely suffer from internal injuries.

But today, she just smiled calmly: "Whether I can enter the Esmeral Art Center or not is yet to be known, but you definitely can't, so who is more pathetic?"

Wu Silin didn't expect Jiang Yu's speech to become so powerful, she couldn't say she, and felt that she had lost face in front of her friends. She became angry from anger for a while, and pulled Jiang Yu a bit---

"It's not that you took my chance!"

Jiang Yu dodged easily, making her rush.

Wu Silin hit the cabinet, her elbow hurt.

Jiang Yu was too lazy to care about her and opened his locker.

I was surprised to find that there was a pair of brand new ballet shoes quietly placed in the locker.

The ballet shoes are placed in a thin white sleeve with the vci logo printed on the sleeve.

Everyone knows that vci is a high-end brand of ballet shoes, all hand-produced, maintaining a century-old craftsmanship. The annual output is very small, but the quantity is small and the quality is high.

In recent years, when the ballet shoe industry has sprung up like mushrooms, vci's low quantity and high quality have pushed this brand to the top position in the high-end and even luxury industry.

Jiang Yu took out the dancing shoes from the thin sleeve in amazement.

This is a pair of pointe shoes. The white satin surface has a uniform luster. Every stitch and every thread are made by hand, making this pair of shoes more like a pair of works of art than ordinary dancing shoes.

Vci is the best brand in ballet shoes. Every girl who practices dance is eager to own a pair of vci shoes.

It is a pity that vci shoes are too expensive, and dancing shoes are particularly useless. They must be replaced after a few months.

Therefore, there are not many people who really can afford the vci brand in terms of energy consumption.

The girls sighed in surprise when they saw this pair of vci toe shoes.

"My God, Jiang Yu actually switched to double vci!"

"These shoes are a bit like those on Wu Silin's feet?"

"Of course it's not the same, who knows if her pair are high imitations."

...

Wu Silin looked at the pair of shoes in Jiang Yu's hand that were exactly the same as her own vci shoes, her face was cold.

Jiang Yu suddenly remembered that Qiuli talked to her about ballet shoes two weeks ago.

At that time, he pinched his ankle and seemed to oversize with his fingers.

But Jiang Yu never expected that he would give her a pair of vci ballet shoes!

Jiang Yu knew about Qiu Li's family situation. His father was imprisoned early for abuse and his mother never contacted him. Because of his mental deficiency, relatives in the family were unwilling to take care of him.

After entering Yuxi Middle School, Qiu Li relied on excellent academic performance to obtain scholarships to barely make ends meet.

Where did he get the money to buy such expensive shoes?

Jiang Yu silently put his shoes back in his schoolbag, and was going to ask Qiu Li to understand.

At this time, Wu Silin stopped her and said, "Jiang Yu, although she is too poor to buy shoes, there is no need to buy fakes."

"That is, it is illegal to buy and sell high-fake goods."

...

When Jiang Yu heard them say that this is a fake Gao Fang, he was relieved and said casually: "What's wrong with Gao Fang, have you eaten your meal?"

She had to leave after speaking, but Wu Silin could not let her leave so easily. She stopped her and said, "If you show your face in front of Esmera's teacher in these shoes, it would be really shameful."

"Yes!"

A **** the side took advantage of Jiang Yu's unpreparedness, pulled her cloth bag, and took out the pair of ballet shoes: "Every pair of vci shoes has a unique code on the laces, which can be checked on the official website. Jiang. Rain, don't you mind if we check it."

Jiang Yu said coldly: "What about it, I wear high imitation shoes. If I want to lose face, I will lose my face. It has something to do with you."

"You can't say that. You wear high imitation shoes on stage. It is our Lingque art class who is ashamed.

Wu Silin reluctantly said: "If these shoes are fake, we will destroy them for you."

"Dare you!"

Wu Silin had already taken out the scissors from her schoolbag, and said with a sneer: "You can try it."

Jiang Yu wanted to step forward to regain the shoes. Several girls quickly grabbed her arm and controlled her, not letting her get close to Wu Silin.

Jiang Yu said angrily: "With your hands, how do I know if the encoding is correct or not?"

"Soil buns."

The girl holding her mobile phone to check the code said to Wu Silin: "Si Lin, take off your shoes and let me check together, what is genuine and what is high imitation, don't you know at a glance."

Wu Silin took off her vci ballet shoes without hesitation and handed them over.

Putting the two pairs of shoes together, they looked exactly the same. However, the onlookers commented: "Obviously the quality is different, Silin's pair looks much brighter in color."

"No, you get what you pay for, even if it is a high imitation, the fake will not become the real one."

"Look at this strap, the quality is too bad."

...

Jiang Yu didn't want the things Qiuli gave herself to be judged and appreciated in this way, so she reached out and retrieved her ballet shoes.

Wu Silin's eyesight was quick and she snatched the pair of shoes.

She expected Jiang Yu to have a guilty conscience, so she urged: "Check the authenticity, not because of her vanity, we can't lose the face of our Lingque."

The girl picked up the phone and entered the dark code embroidered on the shoe.

"I found it, these shoes are..."

The girl looked at the phone, her face suddenly sank.

"It's a fake."

"It must be a fake."

The girl raised her head unwillingly, glanced at Jiang Yu, gritted her teeth and said: "It's true."

Wu Silin couldn't believe her ears and grabbed the girl's mobile phone, and repeatedly confirmed that the code displayed on it was indeed genuine.

She looked at Jiang Yu very unwillingly: "Oh, didn't you break up with your rich boyfriend? Why... the shy face is pasted again?"

Jiang Yu took back his dancing shoes, threw them into his schoolbag, and turned away with a calm face.

At this moment, a girl suddenly said: "How is it possible, Silin, how can you not find the serial number of your shoes?"

Everyone looked up at the girl, and saw that she was holding Wu Silin's dancing shoes in one hand and her mobile phone in the other: "Look."

Other girls flocked up, watching her phone screen--

"I really can't find it."

"No way!"

"Is it possible that Silin's shoes are high imitations?"

"This…"

Wu Silin took out her mobile phone in disbelief, logged on the official website and re-entered the code on the shoe. As expected, it said mercilessly: Sorry, the code you inquired about does not exist.

"This is impossible!"

Wu Silin's shoes were vci dancing shoes brought back from Ireland by her uncle who was in foreign trade. She wore them to the art class on the first day she got them, showing off for several months!

It turned out to be a high imitation product!

The girls looked at each other, with a bit of teasing in their eyes.

After a long time, Jiang Yu's shoes are genuine, but Wu Silin's shoes are fake.

Seeing her trembling with anger, Jiang Yu didn't want to beat the dog in the water, but thinking of her behavior just now, it was really too much.

"Isn't it said that the sale of fake goods is illegal and infringing?" Jiang Yu picked up the scissors on the table and threw them at Wu Silin's feet: "Twisted."

Wu Silin's lips turned pale, and she looked at the girls around her unwillingly.

The girls are naturally also a gesture of eating melons and watching the show, waiting for her next move.

Wu Silin lost her face and became anxious. She grabbed the pair of high-faux dance shoes that she had boasted for several months and twisted them into rags.

After she finished cutting, a girl said afterwards: "Although it is a high imitation, it is not impossible to wear it. The quality is okay."

"That's it, it's a shame to cut it."

Seeing Wu Silin's sullen angry face, they shoved and left the storage room.

Today's reversal crit is enough for Wu Silin to eat.

Jiang Yu was too lazy to take care of her, carefully packed the shoes back into the cloth bag, and left the storage room.

...

It was 6:50 in the evening, and Jiang Yu took the bus directly to the Shuixi Terrace where Qiu Li lived, but after knocking on the door for a long while, he seemed not to be at home.

Jiang Yu took out the pair of ballet shoes from his bag, put them at the door of his house, and was about to leave.

However, after a few steps, I looked back at the ballet shoes lying quietly by the door, and felt that it was not suitable.

Although it is not easy to take such valuable things casually, you should always make it clear to him in person.

It seemed that it was unkind to go back in silence like this.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yu picked up the dancing shoes and left the unit building.

As soon as she walked out of the community, she saw the boy wearing a black turtleneck, walking slowly along the Ginkgo Road.

He carried a pocket in his hand with a pill box in it.

"Qiu Li!"

Jiang Yu waved at him quickly.

However, Qiu Li's subconscious reaction when he saw Jiang Yu turned around and ran away!

Jiang Yu looked at his fleeing figure, was stunned for a few seconds, and hurried to catch up: "What are you running!"

Qiu Li ran faster than the wolf, swiftly passing through a few small alleys, breathlessly, and ran to the crossroads of another street.

Seeing that the girl behind him did not catch up, he breathed on his knees and breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, a taxi stopped by his side, the door opened, Jiang Yu walked out of the car, closed the door hard, and said angrily: "You run again!"

Qiu Li:...

Jiang Yu approached him and saw bruises and scratches on his face and a band-aid on the bridge of his nose.

She stood on tiptoe, pinched his green stubble jaw, and looked left and right.

He did have injuries on his face, and there were bruises on the corners of his eyes and broken lips in more than one place.

No wonder these few days, after school, it disappeared, deliberately avoiding her!

"You were beaten again?"

Facing the girl's questioning, for the first time in his life, Qiu Li... felt at a loss and explained: "I didn't do it."

Jiang Yu thought of seeing him being beaten up that night for the first time. He felt heartache inexplicably. He became more and more angry: "You were beaten for nothing? Are you addicted to being beaten! Who are they?"

Qiu Li licked the gap in her lower lip, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

He likes to see Jiang Yu being angry and anxious for himself.

"okay."

Qiu Li stretched out his hand to touch Jiang Yu's forehead: "Small things, you can't beat them anyway."

Jiang Yu blocked his hand. He didn't expect that as soon as he touched his forearm, Qiuli instinctively backed away, frowning his eyebrows, and seemed to be a little painful.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Yu grabbed his wrist and opened his sleeves without any explanation.

On the forearm, there are traces of burns by cigarette butts.

"Who did it!" Jiang Yu became excited: "Who did you provoke!"

Qiu Li was slightly dissatisfied, and withdrew his hand, avoiding her sight: "It's okay to say."

"Jiu Li, you said you don't harm yourself."

Qiu Li said coldly: "There is no self-harm."

He promised her that he would not break his promise.

"Then you say who did it."

"No one, you are bothered."

Jiang Yu was really angry.

She knew that if Qiuli continued to mix in such a reckless manner and embark on the road of no return... it would be sooner or later.

"Jiu Li, if you don't cherish your own body, you still count on someone in this world to love you."

Qiu Li turned around and looked at her. The girl in front of her was wearing a red scarf and a white jacket. Her skin was as white as a moon, and her eyes were as clear as a spring, so bright and beautiful.

He suddenly felt a sense of inferiority, his face became heavy, and his voice was a little dumb: "My life is so bad, you can't stand it, then go."

Jiang Yu looked at his back as he turned and left, gritted his teeth, chased after him, and took out the pair of white ballet shoes from his schoolbag: "Where did you get these expensive shoes?"

"I didn't give it." Qiu Li didn't even look at those shoes.

"It's you." Jiang Yu said nonchalantly: "I can smell smoke on my shoes."

"Impossible." Qiu Li stopped, pulled the shoe in her hand, put it under her nose and sniffed: "How could there be a smell of smoke, I didn't remove it..."

Before he could say anything, he reacted, and he was confused in a hurry.

"..."

The little girl has learned her skills.

Seeing his confession, Jiang Yu asked, "Is this shoe related to your injury? Did you rob someone of money, or were you beaten because you couldn't repay the loan?"

A hundred possibilities have emerged in her mind, and each of them... is not good.

Qiu Li didn't like being asked so aggressively by her, and threw the shoes on her: "I love to wear it or not, and don't talk nonsense."

"If it's such a source, I don't want it."

Jiang Yu was also impatient. He returned the shoes to him and shoved the shoes. The shoes fell to the ground.

With red eyes, she took two steps back, holding back tears and saying to him: "Juli, no one can save you, you can only save yourself."

Qiu Li said solemnly: "I don't need to be saved, I'm fine now."

"you sure?"

"determine."

"Well, when I am nosy, you better not regret it, whoever regrets it loses."

After Jiang Yu finished speaking, he took two steps back, turned and left.

Qiu Li looked at her running away, thinking of her words in her ears.

No one can save you, you can only save yourself...

He has given up on himself for a moment, and he doesn't want to be better and become a normal person.

In his hell, there was only the faint light she gave.

Qiuli squatted down, his heart convulsed.

This was the second time he felt distressed.

He carefully held up the pair of pointe shoes, like a treasure, and lightly patted off the ashes.

Qiuli went home alone, wrung out the water with a clean towel, and carefully wiped the ballet shoes.

Rubbing the cold satin surface of the dancing shoes, he couldn't figure out how could such a small piece of fabric sell so expensively.

However, you must have the benefit of being expensive.

The gift for Xiao Yu must be the best.

Qiu Li didn't feel distressed at all.

Just then, the phone at home rang, and Qiu Li received a call from Boss Xu--

"Xiao Li, come to me next time when you are still short of money. You are the best target here, and many customers are calling you."

Qiu Li said lightly: "I won't do it again."

"Don't be so absolute, anyway, if you need it anytime, just come to me."

Qiu Li hung up the phone blankly.

He walked to the mirror, tore off the band-aid from the bridge of his nose, and re-applied a new one.

When I touched the wound, I obviously felt pain.

Jiang Yu was actually right. The money he bought the vci pointe shoes was indeed related to the injury on his face.

After a friend introduced him, he found boss Xu. Boss Xu runs the underground black fighting field and there are games every night.

In fact, it is a fighting game. In fact, it is not a fight at all, but a human target for people to vent.

As long as the other party gave him money, he could be violent at will, under the premise of not threatening his life, including beating, burning his hand with a cigarette butt, etc., to vent the depression in real life.

Qiu Li thinks he is very suitable for this "work", because he can't perceive pain, so his endurance will be very strong.

However, he was wrong.

Every time he was beaten in the past, the pain he felt was minimal.

But this time, he really felt it.

Every punch on the body was pain engraved into the bone marrow, and the burning sharp sting of the cigarette **** on the skin made his body tremble.

This is what he used to search for...the extremely real world.

Qiu Li's illness is not a physical illness, but a psychological disorder caused by the trauma of his childhood.

It is not that he can't feel it, but the nerves automatically weaken and shield this feeling.

This time, he felt it.

Later, Qiu Li made some other attempts, such as trying to poke the skin of the back of his hand with a toothpick, but it didn't feel much.

He gradually began to understand that all this was still related to Jiang Yu.

He went as a human target in order to make money to buy shoes for Jiang Yu, and his purpose was related to her.

Therefore, all the torture suffered in the process became unforgettable.

Qiu Li touched his wound and clearly felt the sharp tingling pain, his mood suddenly became clear.

It seems that everything is slowly recovering.

He can be treated as a normal person, as long as he works hard enough to get admitted to a good university, have the best prospects, and have a beloved girl.

He will appear in front of his mother in his best appearance, and his mother will also like him. He will have everything that was once the most extravagant and unavailable, and he will have his family.

The corners of Qiuli's mouth turned up unconsciously.

so good.

...