When Xia Zhi arrived at the scene, the group had already left.

    There was a strong smell of blood everywhere in the air. Xia Zhi could not stop shaking from the moment he got off the bus.

    As if it was a blow in the head, the whole person fell into infinite fear.

    Zijing, don''t let anything happen to you.

    When she saw Fu Zijing curled up in the corner in front of the door, with loose hair and ragged clothes, tears fell down unconsciously and silently.

    Can not stop the heartache.

    Heart was hard to pull up, this moment, like a pair of invisible hands, tightly held her throat.

    Suffocating pain.

    No, it''s not.

    How could this be Fu Zijing who publicized his beauty and carefree.

    How could this be Fu Zijing, who was laughing and scolding and rushing in front of her.

    Isn''t she the most beautiful? How can she make herself so embarrassed.

    Xia Zhi bites her lips until the blood in her mouth merges with the air, and she doesn''t feel it.

    Slowly, gently, as if afraid of scaring her like, a little bit closer.

    Every step is extremely heavy. Every step is like stepping on the tip of a knife.

    A little bit of pulling her, bloody heart.

    She wished that the person sitting here at the moment was herself.

    I want to hurt myself.

    But.

    But it was her.

    This feeling of powerlessness and remorse is a bit worse than his own death.

    "Zijing."

    Xia Zhi''s voice is very light. She walks up to her and squats slowly. She looks at Fu Zijing''s godless eyes and looks ahead. Like a puppet who has lost her life, her heart is in pain.

    She is always exquisite and exquisite. Now she is covered with mud and sits on the ground in a mess.

    A wound on her forehead is still bleeding. Xia Zhi can''t imagine what she experienced in the moment just now, whether she was afraid, whether she was afraid, whether she didn''t appear earlier.

    Otherwise, she would not be like this.

    Xia Zhi''s fingertips are trembling, and his voice is slightly deformed because of his heartache: "Zijing, it''s me, it''s Xia Xia, it''s your Xia Xia. Get up, let''s go home, OK, honey, let''s go home, we''re not afraid. "

    Fu Zijing''s fingers were curled up, put on his flat abdomen, and lowered his head. He could not see his expression clearly.

    "Zijing, don''t scare me. Get up. Let''s go home, dear."

    Fu Zijing seemed to have just heard Xia Zhi''s voice.

    Slowly raised his head, face no tears, only blood.

    Her expression is very calm, calm people feel afraid.

    If she cries, if she scolds.

    Xia Zhi won''t be so sad.

    Fu Zijing glanced faintly at the solidified blood, then went up a little, and finally fell on Xia Zhi''s face.

    "Xia Xia, are you here?"

    Xia Zhi bites her lower lip and tries to calm herself down. She is afraid that when she cries, she can''t control herself. On the contrary, she makes Fu Zijing feel uncomfortable.

    "I''m sorry. I''m sorry. I''m a jerk. If it wasn''t for me, you wouldn''t be like that."

    Fu Zijing raised his hand, raised it to half, and then dropped it to his belly, with a faint smile: "Xia Xia, it''s me who have no fate with this baby."

    "Don''t do this. Don''t do this. Let''s get up and go to the hospital. Good boy."

    "I''m cold and sleepy."

    "Don''t be afraid, don''t be afraid, let''s go to the hospital, it will be OK, baby, baby will be ok too."

    "Xia Xia..."

    Fu Zijing''s body leaned against Xia Zhi''s arms, and his voice became weaker and weaker.

    "You said, I am, I am..."

    "Xia Xia, fortunately, it''s not you. I''m stronger than you..."

    When Xia Zhi heard this, he couldn''t help his tears.

    In this world, there must be a woman who loves you as her life.

    She accompanied you through the most confused days of life, accompanied you to grow up.

    She knows all your joys and sorrows, and even tolerates all your bad temper.

    She is more intimate than your man and knows you better than your relatives.

    She knows all your little secrets, knows the man you loved, weeps with you and makes trouble with you.

    She can laugh at you, scold you, but does not allow others to bully you.

    And Xia Zhi, He Qi was lucky to meet such a woman.

    This woman is her best friend.

    It''s a good old friend.

    Honey, you can''t do anything.

    Ten million, ten million.

    ——

    "Done?"

    In the coffee shop, anyou''er takes off his sunglasses and shows his big foggy eyes.

    "Is there anything else I can''t do?"

    "Oh, don''t just say, where are the photos?"

    Yan Yihan pushes his mobile phone in front of anyou''er, which is a bit proud.

    Anyue''er snorted coldly. Looking at the scratch on Yan Yihan''s arm, he said with a smile: "it seems that you are not so powerful. You can''t even make a woman."

    She took the hand of the mobile phone, face immediately changed: "I didn''t let you to... Deal with Xia Zhi?"

    "Brothers, I tried my best today and got hurt too. I have to go out to hide for two days recently. Take the money."

    "Well, if things go wrong, do you still want money?"

    "Hey, baby, you don''t want to cross the river and tear down the bridge."

    "You run Fu Shaoxin''s sister, Xiao Yusheng''s daughter. These are all men that Yibei can''t offend. Aren''t you afraid that I will give you to them?"

    Yan Yihan took his mobile phone and said, "I know that women like you don''t mean what they say, but I''m not stupid either. Here''s a recording of you. I believe Fu Shaoxin will be more interested."

    "What are you talking about?"

    "Do you want to hear it?"

    Yan Yihan''s finger moves, and anyou''er''s voice with love and desire comes from the phone.

    "Well, let''s just say, ah... After this... Time with you, you can help me... Get things done. As long as Xia knows that the woman has been taken photos of, the money will be... Oh..."

    Anyou''er angrily grabs the phone and falls to the ground.

    Yan Yihan whistled, stood up with a smile, put his arms around anyou''er''s waist and sniffed her neck.

    "Don''t be angry. I still have one there. I aftertaste it alone every night. Your voice is really fascinating."

    "You..."

    "Well, 200000 yuan. I''ve done my duty in five days."

    Outside the cafe, Lin Qing was just driving by. When she passed the traffic lights, she pressed the window and saw a familiar figure in the French window.

    "Hey, isn''t this the little white flower?"

    "Oh, there''s a little Zhengtai next to him. It''s a good way."

    She thought with a smile that she must share the news with Xia Zhi.

    Just ready to take a picture, the car behind pressed a few horn to urge, she pressed the Photo button in a hurry.

    Looking at the results, I have some regrets.

    The man didn''t get a clear picture of his face, but it was enough to make her excited for a while.