Chapter 159 - Being “Invited” Back (1/2)
Chapter 159: Being “Invited” Back
She thinks of what happened in those days and thinks she was so unromantic.
At that time, the student insisted on taking photos with her in the snow and asked her to show a big smile.
However, she was not excited at all.
Because it would be very cold after snow melts. She was afraid of the cold. She hated the cold weather most.
Loki leads her to the narrow long street. Song Yunxuan couldn’t help wondering, “Are you sure this street leads to the cinema?”
Loki looks back and just pulls her forward. “Just follow me. You won’t get lost.”
“But this street seems to be…”
“b.i.t.c.h! How dare you ask for money when you haven’t finished your work! You really are emboldened!”
Song Yunxuan is interrupted by a rude man’s voice before she finishes her sentence.
A young woman sobs pathetically while the man’s shouting.
Song Yunxuan follows the voice, only to see a fat man standing b.u.t.toning his belt.
And he’s all ragged.
Loki takes her by the hand and whispers, “Don’t look around. Follow me.”
Song Yunxuan’s hand is taken by Loki, and her face begins to cool: “I don’t think it’s necessary to take this short cut.”
“But this street really leads to the cinema.” Loki pleads in a low voice.
Song Yunxuan stops and pulls her hand out of Loki’s: “I’m not feeling well. I want to go back. I’ll watch the movie another day.”
Song Yunxuan turns around and walks away. Loki immediately reaches for her.
Song Yunxuan, however, dodges sensitively.
She looks at Loki and looks distant and cold: “We don’t have a deep friends.h.i.+p, so we can part here. I can go back myself. Don’t follow me.”
“But…”
Loki has something else to say.
Song Yunxuan leaves at once, not listening to what he is going to say.
After Song Yunxuan leaves, Loki feels that his hands are empty. He stands there for a long time without moving. He just hangs his eyes and whispers in a lonely voice: “Do you hate me? I haven’t done anything bad. Why do you hate me? “
Song Yunxuan is walking in the street. The rude man who was beating a woman just now hasn’t stopped.
When she pa.s.ses by, the woman is being kicked to the ground. Some change falls out of her hand, and her fingers stretch out to pick it up.
The man’s leather shoes step on the back of her hand.
Song Yunxuan stops, straightens herself and looks at the grinning man.
The man seems to notice her sight, turns around and scolds fiercely: “What are you looking at? Little b.i.t.c.h! “
Song Yunxuan picks up her eyebrows slightly, but her long eyelashes are drooping after her facial expression calms down.
She walks away indifferently, ignoring the woman beaten by the man.
The sound of the man beating the woman is still coming: “What are you looking at? You think that little b.i.t.c.h will save you? Stop dreaming! That’s a fool who can’t protect herself! “
Crack.
The broken wine bottle shows sharp gla.s.s, which is held by Song Yunxuan like a knife.
The man’s words reach her ears.
Her steps are so light as if she were a ghost.
The woman who is beaten violently on the ground opens her eyes in shock as Song Yunxuan approaches.
“No…”
The woman whimpers a vague voice.
Song Yunxuan ignores her.
When the man bends down and grabs the woman’s hair to pull her up, she puts the broken gla.s.s bottle on the man’s neck: “I lost my way here. Can I ask you for directions?”
She uses the tone of discussion, but even if he were a fool, he would know that the girl behind him is tough to deal with.
The man’s facial expression twitches, and his fingers holding the woman’s hair are too stiff to move.
Song Yunxuan smiles politely: “I’m asking you the way, but you’re still busy taming the woman. Aren’t you a little disrespectful?”
The man has to let go of the woman’s long hair.
The woman hurriedly picks up all the change on the ground and stuffs it into her pocket.
But after she picks up the money, she hesitates to leave.
Song Yunxuan raises her eyelids and looks at the woman’s face, only to find that the woman’s face is not as young as the voice of crying.
She’s in her thirties, maybe in her early forties.
When the woman stands still, Song Yunxuan asks her, “Why, do you want to return the beating you just got?”
The woman shakes her head: “No, it’s not…”
“If not, why are you still standing here?”
The woman has heavy makeup on her face, but because she cried so much, she has spoiled all her makeup now. She replies honestly, “I just think you are… You look like someone I know… “
She says it off and on.
Song Yunxuan doesn’t care. She knows that the host of this body has no relatives or acquaintances in Harbor City.
Song Yunxuan, who was originally living in Qingcheng Town, may not even have the chance to go to Yuncheng in her life. How can she have acquaintances in Harbor City?
“You probably mistake me for another one. Leave now.”
If the woman doesn’t leave, it won’t be easy for her to ask the man questions.
The woman has to nod and leave.
After the woman is gone, Song Yunxuan puts the broken gla.s.s bottle on the man’s neck, and then bends down and pulls off a flick knife from his waist.
The blade of the flick knife pops out, sharp with cold light. Looking along the root of the blade, she finds there is dark red blood in the groove.
She doesn’t feel surprised, and orders the man squatting on the ground in a cool voice: “Answer my questions with hands on your head.”
The man wants to find something to fight back. Hearing Song Yunxuan’s order, he has to put his hands on his head.