The school beauty tortured me physically and mentally, and I was reborn as a licking dog and cut off

The first light rain in early spring fell quietly.

The next day, the bare soil slopes on both sides of Green Lake in City C were covered with a layer of fluffy green grass buds.

Ji Lengming got up early for a run. Seeing this scene was so cute, he couldn't help but take out his phone and take a photo of the scene.

More than a month has passed since New Year's Eve.

As the New Year has passed and the holidays have ended, all units have entered the stage of orderly resumption of work. Coupled with public opinion control, there has been much less discussion on the Internet, in reality, and in society about what happened on New Year's Eve.

In this more than a month.

Ji Lengming has also experienced what is called a life of "flowers blooming and fire cooking oil".

He stayed in the hospital for five days.

Many people came during this period.

Including the cordial condolences from the government leadership, the friendly visits from many business CEOs, interviews from reporters, the police officers who asked him to take notes and take confessions as required, the collective visits from the employees of the electronics factory, Du Qinglin, Wang Sisi, Song Li, Zhou Honglu, and Zhao Xueying were visited by a group of close friends. Gao Longwen and other eight Vajras brought large and small packages of gifts...

In front of his hospital bed were flower baskets and fruit baskets, as well as domestic and foreign nutritional products. Cards and handwritten letters were piled in a pile, and the single ward was packed to the brim.

Ji Lengming talks little and is quiet, but from time to time he smiles and takes photos with others. He cannot ignore others chatting with him.

As a result, this ward was filled with people's voices at all times, and it was impossible to read a book quietly.

In the end, he couldn't stand it anymore, so Ji Lengming chose to quietly go through the discharge procedures and returned to his rental house to settle his thoughts.

As for the corporate bosses who have ulterior motives, let Sun Biao and Zhao Lehu communicate with them.

All interviews with reporters will be refused.

Police interviews can be conducted directly over the phone.

Gao Longwen, Du Qinglin, Song Li, Zhao Xueying and others will not meet if they can.

After cutting off all non-essential social interactions, I finally had a rare few days of peace and quiet.

"Hey, Ji Lengming, what are you doing here?"

Ji Lengming was looking at photos of green grass buds on his phone. When he heard the sound, he turned around and saw a girl wearing a pink sweater with a reddish face standing under a row of jasmine flowers in bud.

It's Zhao Xueying.

He just glanced at her, looked away, and put the phone back in his pocket.

"Good morning."

Zhao Xueying's smile is still very contagious, and Shu Lang's laughter is like a string of silver bells.

"Hahaha... This is the first time I've seen you dressed like this. Aren't you cold?"

Ji Lengming has the habit of running in the morning. He firmly believes in the importance of "barbaric physique and civilized spirit".

Ji's family suffered from long-term malnutrition, poor physical fitness, and low immunity. Running became his main way of daily exercise.

He was wearing a dark blue sportswear, with the outer zipper open, the inner shirt soaked with sweat, the sleeves pulled up to his elbows, and his whole body was covered in hot sweat.

Compared with his previous childish face and thin body, Ji Lengming now has a more mature male aura.

This discovery made Zhao Xueying's face turn even redder.

"I'm not cold, why are you here?"

Zhao Xueying's eyes wandered wildly.

"Well...my roommate is nearby. She asked me to wait for her here."

Ji Lengming frowned when he mentioned 'roommate'.

He remembered that Zhao Xueying had mentioned her roommate to him before.

Although I didn't want to be nosy, I still asked out of humanitarianism.

"That roommate of yours who works part-time?"

Zhao Xueying nodded slightly, then scratched her forehead and said indignantly: "It's still that 'part-time job'. It's really a scam. My roommate didn't go home during the winter vacation and stayed in City C."

"Do you know what she was doing in City C? She actually went for plastic surgery, and the plastic surgery agency was provided by that 'part-time bar'. Now my roommate's wound is festering, so she went to the plastic surgery agency, but the agency was unwilling to take responsibility. So she went to the 'part-time bar' The platform, the platform is also pushing the envelope!”

"She is only a freshman, and her good life is ruined like this!"

Ji Lengming could occasionally hear students discussing 'part-time jobs' at school, with more negative comments than positive comments. Recently, he went to the library to return books and even heard information about 'loans'.

Allowing students to have plastic surgery and giving them loans is definitely not the behavior of a formal enterprise.

Now when he heard Zhao Xueying mention it again, Ji Lengming suddenly felt something was wrong.

He took out his cell phone again, flipped through it, and pulled out the number of the legal group that had defended the rights of dairy factory workers, and provided the number to Zhao Xueying.

"This is the lawyer's number. If you and your roommate need to protect your rights, you can try to consult."

Zhao Xueying looked solemn and wrote down a series of numbers.

Saying goodbye to Zhao Xueying, Ji Lengming rushed to the rental house, preparing to use computer technology to check this so-called 'part-time job'.

As a result, I wouldn’t know if I didn’t check, but I found out after checking that this company was run by Ji Heng.

Not only that.

This company also has financial transactions with the Chuhe Group.

Ji Lengming checked the time of the first capital injection, which happened to be when Wen Wan took over the hoeing.

In other words, this 'part-time job' is something jointly created by Ji Heng and Wen Wan!

"Sure enough, capitalists are the least trustworthy!"

Looking at the entries on the computer, Ji Lengming pressed his palm on the mouse. He was in a bad mood and almost hit the mouse on the computer screen.

He couldn't tell why he was so angry, but there was a lump of turbid air stuck in his chest that couldn't be discharged.

On New Year's Eve, Wen Wan took the initiative to let him go.

When he was rescued by the armed police and the masses, he once looked back at a tall explosion-proof vehicle.

Wen Wan sat in the dark shadows and it was difficult to distinguish her figure.

Although Ji Lengming didn't see her expression and movements clearly, he could still sense her strong and unbreakable sadness.

Her last words to him were 'You're free'.

In more than a month, Wen Wan has indeed disappeared from his life.

News from University A revealed that Wen Wan has already withdrawn from school.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Wen Ruhai stood up and apologized to the entire Internet on Wen Wan's behalf. He also showed a picture of his daughter entering the ICU ward. He was also willing to donate 5 million to charity to atone for his daughter's sins.

When a person enters the ICU, there is definitely no way to be detained, and the old father has to pay for the bleeding. When the emotional card is played, many people are not surprised.

Coupled with public opinion control, the discussion on the Internet about what happened on New Year's Eve has been much less intense.

And everyone who is familiar with Wen Wan is speculating on her whereabouts.

Some said she was in jail, some said she was dead, some said she immigrated.

Du Qinglin is relatively close to the Wen family. According to the communication between him and Wen Ruhai, the result is that Wen Wan is undergoing treatment in a sanatorium abroad.

Treatment is divided into two parts, physical and psychological.

Both are terminally ill.

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In China, the spring breeze in February is like scissors, and March has just begun.

In foreign countries, the place where Wenwan is located is the warmest and most suitable time of the year for the town.

Wen Wan sat in a wheelchair and let the caregiver push her along the path.

There is a faint smell of citrus and lemon in the air, and the melodious violin music is heard from far to near. Standing on the bell tower, you can see the sparkling sea two kilometers away.

Whether they are pedestrians, shop assistants, street artists, employees, drivers, or strong men drinking beer, the overall atmosphere is one of complete comfort and relaxation.

Wenwan doesn't care where she is, whether at home or abroad. Without that person around her, it makes no difference no matter where she is.

"Why did you come out? It's hard for me to find you!"

A slightly hoarse male voice sounded beside Wen Wan.

He gave the nurse a gentlemanly smile and continued, "Leave it to me. I'll push Miss Wen around. You can follow, or you can do your own thing."

After saying that, he directly held the pusher of the wheelchair without giving the nurse a chance to refuse.

Wenwan heard the speaker's voice and could identify who it was, but she was not interested in everything.

All thoughts are empty.

But the person who pushed her wheelchair without permission was very excited and kept chattering.

"I just went to a nursing home and the doctor said you were out, which made me look for you all over the street."

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"You won't be angry if I come to you without permission, right?"

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"Oh, you don't know how long it took Uncle Wen and I to find out your whereabouts!"

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"As soon as I found out your address, I didn't care about anything and came straight to you!"

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"How are you lately? Are you feeling better?"

No matter what the person behind him said, Wen Wan pretended not to hear it at all, his eyes were still blank, and his breathing was light and slow, as if there was only a useless body left.

The patience of the person behind her was limited.

After getting no gentle response for a long time, the other party simply stopped pushing the wheelchair.

The other person leaned down to Wen Wan's ear and blew frivolously towards her small earlobe.

Then, in a very low, hoarse, evil voice: "Wen Wan, if you don't speak anymore, I will kiss you!"

"Don't try to challenge my patience!"