Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

Lu Ziming was speechless and explained: "That's not what I meant."

Chang Qing chuckled and nodded. The cold wind blew her school uniform, as if all the blood in her body had solidified and frost fell sparsely.

The two of them changed the topic and walked slowly on the empty street. The dim light stretched their shadows long, and the sound of footsteps coming one after another added a bit of excitement to the cold night of December.

After being caught by Chang Qing, Lu Ziming stayed in school quietly and got good grades in the final exam. Lu Yan was so happy that she gave Chang Qing a big red envelope.

"Thank you, sister." Chang Qing was not hypocritical. He felt the weight of the red envelope and looked up in surprise: "Sister, this is much more than the tuition fee we agreed on."

Lu Ziming put his hand on Chang Qing's shoulder and said with a smile: "Hey, Su He, my sister gave it to you, just take it. Anyway, my sister doesn't need such a little money. This is what you deserve. If it weren't for you, my grades would definitely still be in the middle and lower ranks of the class."

This time he made great progress. The head teacher praised him in front of the whole class and gave him some small gifts. When his parents found out about it, they were so generous that they bought him the car he had always wanted.

Now, Lu Ziming leaned against the car and motioned Chang Qing to get in and take her to experience his new sports car.

Chang Qing thought that it was rare for Lu Ziming to be so happy, so he decided to accompany him for a stroll. He bent down and got into the car quickly.

However, Chang Qing regretted it within two minutes.

Lu Ziming drives a lot of motorcycles, and his driving style is always wild. He steps on the accelerator to the bottom and runs red lights all the time. He is literally jumping back and forth on the line between life and death, with only sorrow and joy, no separation or reunion.

"Su He, is it exciting?"

Lu Ziming's laughing voice was heard amidst the fierce wind that hurt people's faces. His speed, which was on the line between life and death, made Chang Qing unable to hear what he was saying, but he could still feel his arrogant and asking for a beating.

Lu Ziming, who hadn't heard Chang Qing's voice for a long time, frowned slightly and raised his voice in confusion: "Su He, why don't you speak?"

Chang Qing: “…”

She reached out and grabbed her hair that was blown all over the place, took a deep breath, and barely suppressed the urge to slap Lu Ziming to death. She just closed her eyes silently, not wanting to see her disfigured facial features in the rearview mirror.

After stopping the car, Lu Ziming got out of the car with a smug look on his face. Just as he was about to open his mouth to speak, he was slapped hard on the head. Stars appeared in his eyes instantly and he stood there in a daze.

"Fuck, Su He, what are you doing?"

In the face of his questioning, Chang Qing did not respond at all, but clenched his fist and punched him in the face.

"Fuck, Su He, what the hell are you crazy about? I provoke you, why are you hitting me..."

Lu Ziming felt the burning sensation on his face and became a little angry, so he decisively chose to fight back.

The two of them started to fight each other, punching each other. However, Lu Ziming and Chang Qing had never fought before, and he was determined to beat Chang Qing up.

Finally, he was pushed to the ground by Chang Qing. He struggled hard and shouted, "Su He, if you have the guts, let me go. I will beat you so hard that your mother won't recognize you."

Zhang Qing sneered and punched him a few more times: "How dare you run a red light and drive fast? If you want to die, don't drag me with you. Fortunately, I'm the one sitting in your car today. If it was someone else, you would scare them to have a heart attack."

Lu Ziming was slightly stunned, and his anger suddenly subsided a little. Looking at the boy's eyes with a little anger, and the concern and worry that he couldn't hide, he couldn't help but muttered: "I won't let others sit."

Chang Qing: Bitch, if you want to harm someone, just harm me!!!

Could it be that my life is not a life?

With a gloomy face, she punched Lu Ziming twice more. After friendly communication with Chang Qing, Lu Ziming finally realized how dangerous his behavior was, and wrote a few thousand words of self-criticism with tears in his eyes.

During the winter vacation in January, Changqing and his uncle Su's father and mother returned to their hometown to celebrate the New Year. When they arrived at the village gate, they saw a group of women holding melon seeds and roasting firewood gathered at the village gate.

"Have you heard about it? I heard that the daughter of Xiao Haisan's family was deceived and taken away to another place. She has already given birth to two children."

"Which girl is his?"

"Who else?" The woman spat out some melon seed shells from her mouth and said with a sigh, "It's his little girl. She looks so well behaved. I didn't expect that..."

"You mean Xiao Hongqin? That girl looks good, but when he was in high school in the county, she would be picked up by a man on a motorcycle every week. She hangs out with some shady people every day. How could she not be deceived?"

"...Which ones do you look at? Do they look like Su Anming's family?"

The people gathered together raised their heads and said hesitantly, "It looks a bit like him. I'm afraid he really came back to celebrate the New Year. Is the one next to them Xiao He?"

The three members of the Su family stood shivering in the cold wind, looking at the village entrance and swallowing hard. No one wanted to pass through the long village entrance.

Seeing that the group of people had already seen her, Chang Qing sighed and could only bite the bullet and walk in front carrying her things, while Su's father and mother followed her silently.

Seeing them coming, those people stopped talking and just stared at the three of them. Suddenly, they said, "Xiao Anming is back. Didn't they say that you were in prison for many years and have been released on parole?"

Su Anming: “……???”

Three question marks slowly appeared on his forehead, and he looked at his neighbors in confusion.

"what?"

"Uncle Si, you don't know yet, do you?" A boy who was mixed in with a group of middle-aged women raised his head. He was dressed and looked exactly like the middle-aged women. He stood up while eating melon seeds and said, "Just a few months ago, someone said you were in the Public Security Bureau..."

As the young man told the story, the confused Su family members realized that something happened at that time. Something happened in Su Anming's company, and he was asked to go to the Public Security Bureau to file a report. Then when he called his old mother at home, he said that he was at the Public Security Bureau. Unexpectedly, someone heard it, and the news spread from one person to ten, and then to a hundred, and finally he ended up in jail.

Su Anming: Sometimes I feel helpless when I go home for the New Year.

Seeing Su Anming's confused look, the young man showed sympathy in his eyes. He put on his big cotton shoes and followed the Su family into the village.

"Uncle Four, don't think too much. You're still lucky. Some people come back for the New Year and find out that they've been dead for years in the village. Some people find out after returning home that they've been married, divorced, and remarried, oh, and have two kids."

"Like when I just came back, I found out that I was deceived and sent abroad to commit fraud, and I was also beaten in the back..."

Chang Qing listened and laughed until the young man noticed her and said in surprise: "Xiao Hehe, you have grown so tall. I almost didn't recognize you. I still remember when I went out to work two years ago, he was only as tall as my shoulder. How come he is a head taller than me in just two years? You look pretty good, young man."

When Chang Qing heard the three words "Xiao Hehe", the smile on his face froze instantly.

Chang Qing said that he hated relatives who had no sense of boundaries but had a hint of blood relationship.