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Zhang Zijun later discovered that ever since that day, he hardly ever saw Zhao Xiaoshuang again.

Zhao Xiaoshuang seemed to have evaporated into thin air. What he had thought of before, was a completely different matter. After all, after he and the yellow-haired man forced Zhao Xiaoshuang onto her, she would probably cry and shout, and even call the police.

However, after what had happened, everything was calm and peaceful. It was as if nothing had happened at all. Time passed by very quickly. In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

He gradually adapted to university life, but most importantly, He Li still had no way to leave the hospital. He asked the doctor several times when he could leave the hospital, but the doctor didn't answer him, he only said that the patient's life wasn't in danger.

The agreement between Zhang Zijun and the two had long been buried deep within his heart, but he did not know when his dream would come true.

Zhang Zijun waited very gloomily, he could only borrow the alcohol to worry about.

The next morning when he woke up, he saw that the outside of the window was covered in dark clouds. With the sound of thunder, a few drops of rain fell onto the ground.

Zhang Zijun was tossing and turning in his bed, his head aching so much that it felt like it was going to split open. In the darkness, the pale white ceiling seemed to turn into jade, untouchable from afar.

Zhang Zijun stretched his body and looked out the window. At the same time, he felt his body and spirit relax. In the end, today was an extremely ordinary day. After eating breakfast, he walked out onto the street.

It was still early, only 6: 30 in the morning.

There were very few pedestrians on the street.

Zhang Zijun lowered his head and slowly walked forward, the fresh air permeating around him. The concrete surface of the road that his feet treaded on was extremely sturdy, as soft rain dripped onto his body, instantly turning him into a puddle of water.

He first passed by a low-rent building, and then passed by a few construction sites that were in the process of being built.

If he continued forward, he would reach the famous Shi Jinjiang in Xuan City City.

Because it was already late autumn, the withered yellow leaves drifted down to the surface of the river. The slightly cool air blowing by gave off a very poetic feeling.

And at the same time, because the sky was not beautiful, a light drizzle of rain fell onto the river surface, as though it was a vivid ink painting. When Zhang Zijun looked at it, he felt as if he had met He Li for the first time.

On the other side of the river was a western country, and the distance between there and the Xuan City was merely a river. As Zhang Zijun's hometown was located in the northeast, his secondary language was Russian as well.

He walked along the shore of the Shishan River. The willow trees on the road were sitting on the shore in succession. The willow trees were in the shade and were completely silent. The heaven on earth should be like this as well.

After calming down, he looked towards the distant island on the other side of the river. He saw an island on the other side that seemed very desolate and dilapidated.

No one would live there. There was a national flag fluttering in the wind. Although it looked like a tiger with a strong wind, they still felt that something was off. Although the island itself was not connected to the city, it was still part of the local community. Why would such a strange scene appear here?

Before this, Zhang Zijun had been studying hard every day, so he had never paid attention to this.

Continuing onward, Zhang Zijun passed the red light district.

Foot Treatment Shop and massage parlors were arranged in a row in front of him, neatly situated in two rows in the red light district. This was a place that every man liked, and it was filled with an extreme temptation. Among them, there were two massage parlors that had probably closed too late last night. At this time, the room was still brightly lit.