Chapter 424: : Daily 24

Looking at the sky, Zheng Quzhi poked Wen Yi on the shoulder: "It's getting dark, and I will leave without saying a word. Don't blame me if you are taken away by the bad guys!"
The little girl was really just a little girl, Wen Yi quickly raised her head and whimpered: "Don't... don't leave me alone..."
"You don't want me to leave you. Tell me where is this place? Why are you here?" Zheng Quzhi came with a gesture of kidnapping a child.
But Wen Yi dispelled a lot of doubts, sobbed, "My name is Wen Yi, I don't know where this is? I dare not go home..."
Warm?
Zheng Quzhi was stunned for a few seconds, then nodded after a moment. It was normal. Many artists would change their stage names before debuting. Before he debuted, even Lian Kan had been entangled for a long time whether he wanted to make him think of a stage name...
"Why didn't you dare to go home?" Zheng Quzhi continued to ask after finally pulling his thoughts back.
"I killed someone." There was a crying and laughing expression on Wen Yi's face. "I killed a good person."
At this time, Wen Yi was only 16 years old and had just been rescued from the camp for more than a month. When she was first rescued from the camp, she lived in a nursing home with other rescued people, provided them with psychological counseling, and interviewed them from time to time.
For more than a month, I barely took half a step out of the sanatorium, as if I had just left the tiger's den and entered the wolf's den. The public's eyes were condensed on them, wanting to hear what they wanted to hear.
After finally finishing, she returned home.
The eyes of her parents changed. After returning to school, those who had looked down on her looked at her with stranger eyes.
It could have survived, but one day, Yang Wanli's mother stopped her on her way home.
"My son was killed by you!" The woman grabbed her hair and shouted hysterically: "You pay my son! Pay my son!"
Yang Wanli is a high school student. If nothing else, in the one-month high school entrance examination, Yang Wanli will get a very good grade. He will be admitted to the final high school. In the future, he may be admitted to a key university, Guangzong Yaozu, and have a good future.
"I'm sorry..." In the end, she just cried and apologized.
"Why are you harming him?" Of course, Zheng Quzhi knew who the person she was talking about was, and the regret and resentment towards Yang Wanli ran back again. He couldn't help but reproached and asked: "Why did you report him back then? What?"
Is it just because you can't understand him?
"How do you know?" Wen Yi was stunned, with more vigilance in his eyes: "How do you know!"
"Because my brother is a god!" Zheng Quzhi deceived the girl seriously: "I know what happened to you. You reported a boy and then went to the camp with him, right?"
Wen Yi was completely stunned, his face full of disbelief.
"Yes...Yes..." Finally, there was a crying and laughing expression on her face: "I reported him..."
"Since you did it, why are you sad now?" Zheng Quzhi said mercilessly: "You call yourself self-inflicted, don't cry pretentiously here and waste your tears."
Wen Yi: "Woohoo!!!"
Damn, really hypocritical.
Zheng Quzhi used the tip of his tongue to top his cheeks. This little girl can just be hypocritical. It would be too much for him to come here to see her hypocritical before getting married!
"Hey." Seeing Wen Yi still crying, Zheng Quzhi got up impatiently, "Just do it, what's the use of crying now! It's better to think about how to live in the future!"
Wen Yi: "I...my mother won't let me study..."
"Why?" Zheng Quzhi was stunned, isn't it nine-year compulsory education?
"I was isolated in school." Wen Yi's eyes were red and swollen, and tears were shining when he remembered those things before: "Now, everyone dislikes me even more."
And all kinds of rumors have risen.
There are rumors that she was raped by someone in the training camp, and some even said that she had an abortion in the month she disappeared...
The most terrifying thing is that she saw it.
"I saw his corpse..." Wen Yi trembles badly. He is not actually a corpse. He just saw the top push when searching the news.
It was about Yang Wanli. He had all his limbs chopped off and died miserably. Although the mosaic was painted, it was still horrible... She always dreamed that Yang Wanli came to her to kill him recently.
"I want to die..." she said tremblingly.
dead?
How easy it is to die, just a matter of seconds.
Zheng Quzhi shook his head, and finally decided to save the girl who lost his footing: "What's the use of death? Can death escape everything? It's better to live alive and stun those who look down on you and hit them in the face!"
"No... I dare not..." Wen Yi continued to shook his head, her eyes full of timidity: "They will kill me..."
Zheng Quzhi: "Damn it."
Wen Yi raised his head: "Do gods speak swear words?"
"Why can't the gods speak swear words? The gods are still beating people!" Zheng Quzhi flew over with a roll of eyes, and Wen Yi shook with a stare, before he did it.
The two were silent for a moment, and finally Wen Yi cringed and got up: "I'm leaving."
"Where?" Zheng Quzhi raised his eyebrows.
Wen Yi refused to say that, looking at Zheng Quzhi still with some caution, she walked cautiously in one direction.
That was the direction of the so-called home. She was underage, and even if she ran away from home, she couldn't support herself. In the end, she had to come back in embarrassment, which was a little more embarrassing.
Zheng Quzhi followed her. Although he didn't know why he came to Wen Yi's illusion again, he still followed her.
Ok?
and many more……
Isn't Wen Yi alive? Why are there still illusions? Is this really an illusion?
Zheng Quzhi felt a little at a loss.
After a long time, Wen Yi arrived home. After hesitating for a long time at the door, she cautiously pushed open the door of the house. Zheng Quzhi walked in with her.
"What are you doing in my house?" Wen Yi was obviously panicked at Zheng Quzhi's movements.
"I'm your guest, won't you invite me to sit at your house?" Zheng Quzhi was shameless and asked very confidently.
"No...you are not a guest..." Wen Yi shook his head, but didn't dare to refute loudly.
As soon as the voice fell, I heard a man shouting inside: "You still know how to come back! Where did you go!"
"I..." A flash of fear flashed across Wen Yi's face, and then opened his hand to block Zheng Quzhi, hesitating: "He...he...I got lost, he sent me back..."
The man finally showed his face, his face covered with scum, his hair was oily and messy, he was wearing shorts and a vest, and he looked like a sloppy uncle.
An anger flashed across his face when he saw Wen Yi, he took two steps forward and grabbed Wen Yi's hair, and threw it viciously against the wall: "Lost? Why the don't you go outside?! Shameful Things! I've lost all my face by you!"