After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

Guan He knew that he probably wouldn't be able to go to school this morning, so he struggled to walk in the snow carrying Yan Tang on his back. He was still a little thin at that time, and he almost fell down several times while carrying Yan Tang on his back.

The thick snow left many footprints, and it took him half an hour to get home, a journey of just ten minutes.

After a fierce ideological struggle, Guan He finally reached out and knocked on the door. Song Fu opened the door with some surprise and looked at Guan He and the dying girl on his back. She was silent for a moment and said with no clear emotion: "Explain it."

Guan He was so tired that his legs were weak that he had no energy to say another word to Song Fu. He gritted his teeth and said, "It's just as you saw..."

Song Fu hugged her chest, glanced at him and then gently stretched out her hand. Guan He closed his eyes and shrank his neck. He thought that the slap did not fall, but was gently placed on his head.

"You did very well."

Song Fu stroked his hair and looked at Yan Tang, who was breathing weakly behind him: "If you are a man, you should stand up and protect girls like this."

"Carry your girlfriend in here. I'll call your class teacher and ask for leave. Just say you're not feeling well and can't go to school today."

Guan He was stunned for a moment. He silently watched Song Fu rummaging through the locker to find a new quilt. For the first time, he felt that... his mother twenty years ago was not that annoying...

Song Fu treated Yan Tang's wound and then reluctantly fed her some hot water. She looked at Guan He and suddenly asked, "Her parents probably don't know that their child is in our house, right?"

Guan He shook his head slightly and said, "I guess even if he knew, he wouldn't care."

Song Fu touched Yan Tang's forehead and fortunately he didn't have a fever. She got up and cooked tomato beef brisket. Because of Yan Tang's arrival, Song Fu didn't make sandwiches for the first time.

Yan Tang slept until the afternoon. She stood up suddenly and gasped as if startled. Guan He heard the noise and gently opened the bedroom door and asked in a low voice: "Yan Tang, how are you?"

Yan Tang was panting without saying anything. She calmed down for a while before looking at the unfamiliar scene around her and Guan He standing outside the door.

"You... took me home?"

Guan He was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and smiled: "I should say that I kidnapped you back home... After all, your parents don't know..."

Yan Tang laughed when he heard this and then coughed softly: "Thank you for your help."

"No…"

Guan He looked at Yan Tang nervously. He pinched the corner of his clothes and suddenly said, "You can live in my house from now on, so that I can protect you..."

Guan He wanted to change the ending so much. He felt that as long as Yan Tang stayed with him, the murderer would not be able to harm her. She would not die at the hands of the murderer, nor would she die at the hands of her mother.

"My mom will call the police when she finds out the punching bag is missing."

Yan Tang looked at Guan He quietly and said word by word: "She still has custody. I can't live in your house forever. I can't bring trouble to you."

Guan He was a little disappointed, but what Yan Tang said was right. He knew that as long as the police found multiple signs of beating and abuse on Yan Tang's body, they could directly deprive Yan Tang's mother of custody rights and even make her stay in the detention center for a few days.

The problem is that Guan He has no idea how Yan Tang’s mother beat Yan Tang, and how she beat him so hard without leaving any trace.

"Your mother...she..."

Guan He hesitated for a long time before asking: "Why doesn't she leave any marks on you..."

Yan Tang moved and then sighed: "She put my head in ice water filled with ice cubes."

"If you do it this way, there will be no scars left, and the redness and swelling will go away quickly because of the ice."

Yan Tang spoke very calmly, but Guan He felt suffocated and terrified. This way of speaking was painful to hear. How much abuse had Yan Tang endured?

No wonder Yan Tang was murdered on the night of February 2. Her mother did not call the police because her daughter did not return home all night. It turned out that she just didn't care.

"You can stay here first... until you can no longer stay here..."

Guan He really had no other choice. The town's jurisdiction was actually very loose, and the police were generally too lazy to take care of things. Perhaps this was the reason why the murderer was so rampant back then.

Guan He looked at Yan Tang reluctantly and whispered, "Can I...kidnap you? Please don't go home, okay?"

Yan Tang was stunned for a moment and then nodded slightly.

...

Sure enough, on the fifth day that Yan Tang did not return home, Yan Tang's mother called the police. She accused Yan Tang of being abducted and imprisoned by Guan He's family, and said that her daughter was taken away by Guan He's family and could not return home.

Guan He really didn't expect that his mother would be so direct and aggressive that day. Song Fu was really ferocious when she became tough.

"You said our family kidnapped your child?"

Song Fu smoked a cigarette and blew a smoke ring at Yan Tang's mother, who had a resentful face.

There was a hint of sneer on the corner of her mouth, and the aura of a gangster was clearly revealed.

"Then tell me, your daughter has been missing for five days. Why did you call the police only now?"

"The fat and white girl we raised for Yan Tang goes to get out of class normally every day. If we are imprisoning and abusing her as you said, then why didn't she tell the head teacher and why didn't she take the opportunity to escape?"

These few words left Yan Tang's mother speechless. She saw that she couldn't argue anymore and had no evidence, so she had to give up.

It turned out that the group of policemen were useless. They believed that less trouble is worse than more and just asked Song Fu to return the child without any intention of investigating further.

In the end, in order to ensure Yan Tang's safety, Song Fu taught her mother Chao Xiong a severe lesson. Guan He had never seen his mother so handsome before.

As he followed Song Fu home in a good mood, he couldn't help but glance at his mother who still had a cigarette in her mouth.

Song Fu knew Guan He was looking at her, but she smiled with great satisfaction: "Hey, was your mother handsome just now?"

"very handsome!"

Guan He no longer thinks there is anything wrong with Song Fu smoking. He just thinks that the way Song Fu punched hard with a cigarette in her mouth just now was really handsome.

Sure enough, after Song Fu gave Yan Tang's mother a class on how to cultivate a loving mother, Yan Tang never suffered domestic violence again. He followed Guan He to and from school peacefully every day, and he became noticeably more lively.

Guan He has been feeling a bit heavy these days, because February 2 is approaching...

He prepared a birthday present for Yan Tang, but what concerned him more was... Yan Tang's date of death...

On February 2th, Guan He had to follow Yan Tang to and from school, including going to the toilet, and he had to hold Yan Tang's hand when walking.

He looked extremely solemn and was worried about whether an accident might happen even when crossing the road.

Until the evening when Guan He personally sent Yan Tang home, he shouted to Yan Tang worriedly: "I will come to pick you up tomorrow! You have to be well!"

Guan He didn't know whether he was saying these words to Yan Tang or to the murderer who was hiding in the dark and had never shown his face...

Guan He tossed and turned all night and couldn't sleep. He stayed awake until about five o'clock and then got up.

He still went to the hotel first. Jun Li ate his sandwich slowly and then glanced at Guan He: "Was last night the date of death?"

Guan He was stunned for a moment and said "hmm" softly. He clenched his fist and whispered: "I have to go quickly, I have to pick up Yan Tang to go to school..."

"You haven't given up fighting against the way of heaven yet?"

Jun Li sighed and shook his head: "Forget it, go..."