Taoist Quick Wear

After Jiang Yao skinned and dismembered Jiang Shun, the scene suddenly changed.

This was a moving bus.

The weather was good, his face was burning and painful, and his head was a little dizzy. He looked down and saw that his fingers were slender, smooth and flawless, and warm, like a living person with flesh and blood.

He sat in the inner seat of the third row of the bus, and his eyes were hurt by the dazzling sunlight.

"Jiang Yao?"

A girl wearing headphones sat in the outer seat.

She was fair and beautiful, with a small and gentle oval face, long black hair combed into a ponytail, bright eyes and white teeth, touching the heartstrings. She wore a very ordinary white short-sleeved shirt and jeans, which made her look particularly fresh, cute and energetic.

"Hmm?" Jiang Yao turned his head to look at her.

She just smiled, and her eyes were slightly curved, like a crescent moon.

"I didn't expect to meet you." She was a little excited and wanted to talk about her recent situation. Seeing Jiang Yao's gloomy expression, there were slap marks on his pale face, he stammered and couldn't say a word.

"Yeah." Jiang Yao responded softly. The pain in his heart made him feel uneasy.

But he didn't want to break this illusion.

The person beside him was too real, even the fragrance of his hair was the same as before.

"How are you recently?" she asked carefully.

"Yeah... okay." Jiang Yao was unable to speak.

The two fell silent again.

The car continued to move forward, and the wind blew her bangs on her forehead.

Jiang Yao felt mixed emotions.

The two were close when they were young, but after many years of separation, they met again and couldn't even say a word.

"Hey..." She carefully handed over an earphone.

Jiang Yao hesitated for a moment, and finally took it and put it on his right ear.

"The broken floors of the pagoda broke whose soul

The pain went straight to the collapsed mountain gate with a broken lamp

Let me wait for history to turn around

Wait for the wine to be mellow, wait for you to play a piece of guzheng..."

The headphones were playing "Fireworks are Easy to Cool", a new song that was recently released. The connection between the two was like the headphones that fell out from time to time when the bus started.

"I have been out of the mountains for half a year. I work in a clothing store. It's very easy. I make 1,000 yuan a month. If I sell more, I will get a commission. If you are free, you can come to me to play. I can still treat you to dinner..."

She tried to smile, and seemed to be living a very comfortable life.

"Yeah." Jiang Yao wanted to ask her why she didn't go to school, but turned around and thought about the economic situation in the village and her younger brothers and sisters, so he said nothing.

He was in prison, and if he reached out rashly, it would only hurt her.

"You should go to college..." She lowered her eyes, her heart was sour and painful. She wanted to ask about the injury on his face, but she didn't know how to start.

"Yeah." Jiang Yao was very happy when he just passed the exam, thinking that there might be hope of escape. But everything about him was in Jiang Shun's hands. On the first day of school, Jiang Shun also came to this school and lived in the same dormitory with him.

He wanted to stand in the sun, grow freely, have his own home, be with the person he liked, and do whatever he wanted...

It was a pity that it was too late. If only I could meet her earlier.

"It's great." She breathed a sigh of relief.

The two stopped talking. Jiang Yao lowered his eyes and saw a bean-sized teardrop on the back of her hand.

"The rain fell and the grass and trees were deep in the old hometown.

I heard that you are still guarding the lonely city.

The sound of the shepherd's flute fell in the wild village on the outskirts of the city.

It is our fate to take root."

The melody in his ears made Jiang Yao's brain empty and his chest ache.

"Everything will be fine." She wiped the tears from her face as if nothing had happened and burst into laughter.

Jiang Yao nodded, his eyes softened, just staring at her, without saying a word, as if he was reluctant, reluctant, and greedy.

She stretched out her hand and placed it on the bright red palm print on Jiang Yao's face, rubbing it gently, very gently, for fear of hurting him. She always paid attention to Jiang Yao's mood, as if he would shrink his eyebrows if he frowned.

Her hands were a little cold, and it felt very comfortable to put them on her face.

"Go back and apply ice, and it will be fine." She raised a smile, but the tears refused to obey and rolled out from the corners of her eyes.

"Jiang Yao..."

"Jiang Yao..."

She wanted to say a lot of things, choked up, and forced herself to hold back her tears.

"It's okay, it's just a small matter."

"Why are you crying? Others think I'm bullying you."

Jiang Yao pretended to be fierce like when he was a child, and the smile in his eyes was sincere.

"I didn't cry, I was just too happy." She subconsciously revealed some attachment and grabbed Jiang Yao's sleeve.

"Take good care of yourself in the future. Girls should be careful everywhere when they are alone outside."

"Everything will be fine." Jiang Yao touched her head, just like when he was a child.

"Okay." She looked so beautiful when she smiled, even her hair was cute.

Jiang Yao watched her get up and leave the car door. When she got out, she turned around and waved at him.

"This is for you~"

The mp3 was not very good, and the sound quality was a bit mixed.

Jiang Yao held it tightly in his hand, closed his eyes, and breathed deeply. There was some tiny moisture on his thick eyelashes.

Jiang Yao returned to school in a daze, and had a high fever. He was in a trance for several days.

He hid the mp3 very well, and Jiang Shun did not find it.

After the fever subsided, he was the same as before.

For Jiang Shun's refusal to study abroad and to stay with Jiang Yao at Linjiang University, Mrs. Jiang's accountability came fiercely and quickly. Jiang Yao had no effective means of resistance except silence.

He was kneeling on the ground under the escort of two bodyguards.

Now he no longer felt that this posture was so unbearable. Only the dull pain in his bones on rainy days reminded him that he was a slave.

Mrs. Jiang always cherished her life and always felt that Jiang Yao had bad intentions.

Jiang Yao was fed strong liquor with added ingredients and was in a trance.

When he saw the other two roommates, he vomited.

"I've wanted to play for a long time. If Jiang Shun hadn't been watching closely, tut tut..."

"Jiang Shun won't be back until tomorrow. It's okay. Then we'll say that he seduced us because he was drunk."

"What if he complains to Jiang Shun?"

"He won't. Besides... do you think Jiang Shun believes in the two of us or in the words of a thing?"

Jiang Yao was stuffed under the washbasin, and cold water rushed down his head. He was like an animal about to be sent to the slaughterhouse, being washed clean and enjoyed wantonly.

Endless disgust surged from the depths of his soul.

I hate it so much...

Why do I have to live, why do I have to be born...

I want revenge, how can I die...

I want to tear off their flesh and blood bite by bite, I want to bite off their throats, and see if the blood gushing out can rush to the ceiling...

I want to live, I want to live...

Ah——

Jiang Yao's soul twisted into a ball, screaming sharply. The intense pain, the sickening pleasure, the heat and dizziness brought by the drugs, melted into a ball. He seemed to be separated from this scarred body, in the flames, burning wantonly.

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Lyrics of "Fireworks Cool Easily"