Old Xu used the method of keeping a dog to fall in love

Hello everyone, my name is Jiang Liren.I'm a little embarrassed now.

After Xu Wenhua saw me, he seemed very happy.And I was more embarrassed, because I always thought he was a woman before, and then I thought about it so much, but I didn't expect him to be a man.

I recalled my previous clips, and I felt quite awkward.

But my elder sister and dad still looked at Xu Wenhua and said, "Hello." They were still very polite and kind to Xu Wenhua.

Xu Wenhua didn't look at my relatives much, he looked at me and said, "Hello." It was really embarrassing.

I replied, "Hello."

Xu Wenhua then said: "I cooked something in the morning, would you like to come and eat?"

Why did the topic jump here? Personally, I don’t really want to eat what he made.When he was a man in my heart, my tolerance for him became lower.

After a while, Xu Wenhua took out a box of meat from the bag he was carrying.

He put it in front of me, with a look of 'come and taste it, it's delicious'.

I looked at the unassuming lunch box, with the deliciously cooked meat inside, and I tweeted back: "I don't really want to eat now, thank you for your kindness."

Xu Wenhua narrowed his eyes, then smiled slightly.He didn't insist on me accepting it, but instead said: "Okay, but I will let you eat it later."

The meaning of this sentence makes me feel weird. I always feel that Xu Wenhua is like the villain in the TV, but I thought about it again. Now that he has saved my life, he should not be a bad person.

I smiled and nodded without saying a word.

The old lady watched our interaction, stepped in and said, "Go in. If you don't go in, you will be off work."

In the Jinju Bureau, we re-filed the heart-pumping case.Dad also submitted a 'see the dentist' list.

After that, we parted ways, and my father stayed in Jinju; the old sister left to go to other places; I thought about it, and I went to find the flower girl.

Because the flower girl and the subway man also had entanglements, go ask the flower girl to see if she has encountered any strange things recently.

I walked downstairs to the flower girl's house according to my memory and rang the doorbell.

The voice of the flower girl came out: "Mom, is that you?"

I paused and said, "I'm the one protecting you on the subway."

The communication from the flower girl stopped, and the door opened after a while.I went in and took the elevator up.On the floor of the flower girls I saw some disgusting things.

It is full of all kinds of sluts, humiliations, and they all reprimand the flower girl, some say how much the flower girl pays for a night, and some write 'fuck off'.

I knocked on the door frame of the flower girl, and the flower girl opened the door a crack, and said to me cautiously, "Brother, come in."

After entering, I saw clearly how poor the flower girl’s house was. There were only some dilapidated furniture in her house; I also saw clearly how miserable the flower girl was living now. Her eyes were livid and her skin was pale. Blood, chapped lips bleeding.

I asked: "What's wrong with you?"

The flower girl smiled wryly and said, "After I got that bad guy in, I did have a comfortable period of time. Some reporters came to talk to me. The neighbors in the neighborhood also seemed to care about me.

But it didn't take long for those words to appear on the wall outside my house.My neighbors began to complain about my house because they couldn't bear the harassment, and the community residents' committee that used to promote me was also doing my ideological work, hoping that we would move away so as not to affect them.

My mother didn't want to, so now we are isolated by everyone. We went to complain about the paint outside, but the neighborhood committee didn't give us any response, so we kept dragging. "

I was silent.

"We have been hiding at home and dare not go out. Not long ago, the food in the house was exhausted, and my mother went out to buy food. But my mother has not come back so far. I really don't know what to do." The flower girl stared. Looking at me with big eyes, she didn't shed tears, it was because the tears had dried up.

I was silent.

The flower girl lowered her head with a wry smile.

I said, "Let's go to Jinju."

The flower girl shook her head: "I've reported it, but it's useless. I reported my mother's disappearance, but there's nothing more to say."

I said, "Then, have you gone out to look for it?"

The flower girl said, "No, I don't really dare to go around because...it's scary outside."

I hugged the shivering flower girl and said, "Then let's go out and look for it, I'll be with you."

The flower girl nodded.

We've scoured every possible place that a flower girl mother could go to, but there's nothing there.After going to the vegetable market to ask around, most of what we received was contempt and dismissal.

However, a kind person told us: "After my aunt came to buy vegetables, I saw several young people took her away. You can go over there to see, but I don't know if my aunt is there anymore." .”

After thanking the kind people, we kept walking along that route, which became more and more remote.When they reached a fork in the road, the flower girl stared stiffly at the road leading to the alley.

I took her hand and said, "It's fine."

We walked into the alley, and the flower girl screamed, and she ran back frantically, and I hugged her tightly and grabbed her.

She struggled, cried, and screamed.

The body of the flower girl mother fell into the alley like this, covered with flies and maggots.And it stinks too.

I looked around, and this is not a place where residents live, but it doesn't mean that no one comes here.

They...why didn't they report the crime?

The flower girl fainted from crying. I hugged her and called the Jin Bureau.

The Jin Bureau quickly filed the case, because I just reported the case of a serial murderer. At the beginning, the Jin Bureau also treated it as a serial case, but later found out that it was completely different.

The Jin Bureau quickly solved the case. In fact, it was a few "loyal" gangsters who beat the mother of the flower girl for a while in order to "justify" the subway man.

Unexpectedly, the mother of the flower girl was beaten to death.

When investigating the case, I discovered that the flower girl looks mature, but she is only 16 years old this year, not even an adult.

I also felt profoundly powerless.

Why did I help the flower girl, but I didn't help her all the time?Why did I let the flower girl suffer such consequences.

Why didn't the neighbors report the crime, why didn't those who walked through the alley report the crime.

The Jinju people contacted other people to pick up the flower girl, but the flower girl kept grabbing my clothes and she wouldn't leave me.

I know that victims always have trust in their saviors, and they always have more affection for other people.

In a situation like the flower girl, she may not believe anyone, but she may only believe me.She is my responsibility. I should be responsible to the end from the beginning, and now I am also responsible to the end.

I hugged the flower girl and took care of everything.I accompanied the flower girl to see a psychiatrist, and I accompanied her to attend to her mother's funeral.

I watched the flower girl go from crying to expressionless.The psychiatrist is very famous, but he always shakes his head at me after the psychotherapy.

After the Jin Bureau broke the case, the case was somehow posted on the Internet and aroused public discussion.

Some people are adhering to angrily scolding flower girls, they are very patriarchal, and think that flower girls should be touched and should not resist.

Some people are full of righteous indignation, saying that those bullies deserve to die, they gave out the home addresses of the gangsters, and applied the method of gangsters to flower girls to the family of gangsters; they found the neighbors of flower girls, neighborhood committees, Then I also used the set of gangsters.

Some people are silent, they just criticize the gangsters online for not doing it.He talked a lot, but in fact they didn't do anything to help the flower girl, they were just... talking about 'Three Views'.

The flower girl looked at the mobile phone at first, but then she stopped.

Xu Wenhua came to me more frequently during this time, and he naturally knew about the flower girl.

I am very puzzled, the flower girl's attitude towards him is completely different from her indifferent attitude towards other people.The flower girl's attitude towards him was filled with...awe, gratitude?

I overheard the flower girl saying: "God." The flower girl said to Xu Wenhua.

Not long after, the flower girl started following Xu Wenhua.Although the flower girl can smile and talk to me, she obviously likes Xu Wenhua more, even though she is expressionless by Xu Wenhua's side.

I asked, "Why have you been following brother Xu Wenhua all day recently?"

The flower girl smiled at me and said, "Ms. Xu has her own studio, and I can learn a lot by working in it."

I frowned, I always felt that the flower girl had changed and became weird, but I couldn't tell what was wrong with her.

I can only say: "In fact, you don't need to devote yourself to studying so quickly. You can go to see a psychiatrist first, and then go out after you stabilize."

The way the flower girl looked at me changed, as if she was looking at an enemy, but soon the flower girl's eyes changed back to the way it used to be, and she said, "No, I don't like to see a psychiatrist. It feels good to be a teacher."

"What are you guys talking about?" At this moment, Xu Wenhua's voice cut in.He stood outside the door, looking at us, the outside light came in, making his face dark.

He was tall, and in the backlight his side facing me was black, like... a demon.

After the flower girl saw Xu Wenhua, she walked over with a blank expression and said, "Big brother wants me to see a psychiatrist first before going to work with the teacher."

Xu Wenhua glanced at me, and I felt like I was being stared at by a poisonous snake, and I got goose bumps all over my body.

"She doesn't like to go to a psychiatrist, and those people can't help her. Coming to me can just distract her attention, and I can also teach her to draw. Isn't it good?" Xu Wenhua said.

I frowned and looked at the flower girl.The flower girl stood beside Xu Wenhua, looking at me from the backlight, her face was also black.

I nodded, but I always felt something was wrong inside.