The school beauty tortured me physically and mentally, and I was reborn as a licking dog and cut off

The first light rain of early spring fell silently.

The next day, a layer of fluffy grass sprouts spread on the bare dirt slopes on both sides of the Green Lake in City C.

Ji Lengming got up early to run, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but take out his mobile phone and take a picture of this scene.

More than a month has passed since Chinese New Year's Eve.

With the New Year over, the holiday over, all units entering the orderly resumption of work, coupled with public opinion control, on the Internet, in reality, in society, there is much less discussion about what happened on Chinese New Year's Eve.

For more than a month.

Ji Lengming can also be regarded as having experienced the life of 'flowers and brocade and cooking oil with fire'.

He spent five days in the hospital.

During this period, a lot of people came.

Including the cordial condolences of the government leadership team, the visits of many enterprise CEOs, the interviews of reporters, the people of the police force pulling him to make notes and record confessions according to the requirements, the collective visits of the employees of the electronics factory, the visits of Du Qinglin, Wang Sisi, Song Li, Zhou Honglu, Zhao Xueying, a group of friends who have some friendships, and Gao Longwen and other eight King Kongs with large bags of gifts...

His hospital bed was filled with flower and fruit baskets, as well as domestic and foreign nutritional products, and handwritten cards were stacked together, and the single room was crammed to the brim.

Ji Lengming said very little, happy and quiet, but from time to time he had to take a group photo with others with a smile on his face, and it was impossible for him to ignore others chatting with him.

As a result, this ward was filled with human voices at any time, and it was impossible to read even a book quietly.

In the end, he couldn't stand it anymore, Ji Lengming chose to quietly go through the discharge procedures, returned to his rental house, and precipitated his thoughts.

As for the CEOs of the companies who have schemes, let Sun Biao and Zhao Lehu communicate with them.

All interviews with reporters were refused.

When the police interrogate, you can communicate directly by phone.

Gao Longwen, Du Qinglin, Song Li, Zhao Xueying, they don't meet if they can.

After cutting off all non-essential social interactions, I finally had a few days of clean life.

"Hey, Ji Lengming, what are you doing here?" Ji Lengming

was looking at the photo of the grass buds on his phone, and when he heard the sound, he turned around and saw a girl wearing a pink sweater with a slightly red face standing under a row of budding spring flower stands.

It's Zhao Xueying.

He just glanced at her, withdrew his gaze, and put his phone back in his pocket.

"Good morning.

Zhao Xueying's smile is still very infectious, and Shu Lang's laughter is like a string of silver bells.

"Hahaha... It's the first time I've seen you dressed like this, aren't you cold?"

Ji Lengming has the habit of running in the morning, and he firmly believes in the importance of 'savage physique and civilized spirit'.

In the Ji family, he was malnourished for a long time, his physique was very poor, and his immunity was low, so running became his main way of daily exercise.

He was wearing a dark blue tracksuit, with the zipper of his coat open, the inner shirt soaked with sweat, and the sleeves pulled up to his elbows, covered in hot sweat.

Compared with his immature face and thin body in the past, the current Ji Lengming obviously has a hint of mature masculine atmosphere.

This discovery made Zhao Xueying's face even redder.

"I'm not cold, why did you get here?"

Zhao Xueying's eyes fluttered.

"This... My roommate was nearby and she told me to wait for her here. "

At the mention of 'roommate', Ji Lengming frowned.

He remembered that Zhao Xueying had told him about her roommate before.

Although I didn't want to be nosy, I asked out of humanitarianism.

"Your part-time

roommate?" Zhao Xueying nodded lightly, then scratched her forehead, and said indignantly: "It's still that 'part-time job', it's really too bad, my roommate didn't go home during the winter vacation and stayed in City C." "

Do you know what she is doing in City C? She actually went to plastic surgery, and the plastic surgery agency is provided by the 'part-time bar', and now my roommate's wound is festering, looking for a cosmetic surgery agency, the agency is not willing to be responsible, looking for a 'part-time bar' platform, and the platform is also prevaricating!" "She's

only a freshman, and her good life is ruined!" Ji

Lengming can occasionally hear students discuss in school. Part-time job', there are more negative reviews than positive reviews, I recently went to the library to pay off books, and even heard about 'loans'.

Giving students plastic surgery and taking out loans is definitely not the practice of a formal business.

Now that he heard Zhao Xueying mention it again, Ji Lengming suddenly felt that something was wrong.

He took out his mobile phone again, flipped through it, turned over the number of the lawyer group that had defended the rights of the dairy factory workers, and provided the number to Zhao Xueying.

"This is the lawyer's number, if you and your roommate need to defend your rights, you can try to consult it.

Zhao Xueying's expression was solemn and she wrote down a string of numbers.

Saying goodbye to Zhao Xueying, Ji Lengming rushed to the rental house urgently, ready to use computer technology to check this so-called 'part-time job'.

As a result, I didn't know if I didn't check, but after checking, I found out that this company was opened by Ji Heng.

And that's not all.

This company also has financial transactions with Hohe Group.

Ji Lengming checked the time of the first injection of funds, which was precisely the period when Wen Wan took over the hoe.

In other words, this 'part-time job' is something that Ji Heng and Wen Wan jointly made

!"Sure enough, capitalists are the most untrustworthy!"

Looking at the entries on the computer, Ji Lengming's palm pressed on the mouse, he was in a bad mood, and almost smashed the mouse on the computer screen.

He couldn't tell why he was so angry, but there was a cloud of turbid air in his chest that couldn't be discharged.

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, Wen Wan took the initiative to let him go.

When he was rescued by the armed police and the people, he glanced back at a tall explosion-proof car.

Wen Wan sat in a dark shadow, unable to make out her figure.

Although Ji Lengming didn't see her demeanor and movements clearly, he still sensed her intense and indissoluble sadness.

The last thing she said to him was, 'You're free.'"

In the past month or so, Wen Wan has indeed disappeared from his life.

A University revealed that Wen Wan had already withdrawn from school.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Wen Ruhai stood up and apologized to the whole network on behalf of Wen Wan, and showed the picture of her daughter entering the ICU ward, and was willing to donate 50 million to charity to atone for her daughter.

When a person enters the ICU, there is definitely no way to be detained, and the old father pays for bleeding, and when the emotional card is played, many people are not surprised.

Coupled with the control of public opinion, the discussion of what happened on Chinese New Year's Eve on the Internet is much smaller.

And those who are familiar with Wen Wan, everyone is speculating about her whereabouts.

Some say she went to jail, some say she died, some say she emigrated.

Du Qinglin and the Wen family are relatively close, and according to the content of his communication with Wen Ruhai, the result obtained is that Wen Wan is being treated in a foreign sanatorium.

The treatment is divided into two parts, physical and psychological.

Both are terminally ill.

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China, the spring breeze in February is like scissors, and the spring in March has just begun.

In foreign countries, the place where Wen Wan is located is the warmest and most suitable time of the year for the town.

Wen Wan sat in a wheelchair and let the nurse push her down the path.

The faint smell of citrus and lemon wafts through the air, and the melodious sound of violin from far and near is in your ears, and standing on the bell tower, you can see the sparkling sea two kilometers away.

Whether it is pedestrians, shop assistants, street artists, or staff, drivers, and strong men drinking beer, the overall atmosphere presents a completely comfortable and relaxed leisure.

Wen Wan doesn't care where she is, whether at home or abroad, there is no such person by her side, no matter where she is, it is no different.

"Why did you come out, I am easy to find!" a

slightly hoarse male voice sounded beside Wen Wan.

He smiled gentlemanly at the nurse, and then said, "Leave it to me, I'll push Miss Wen around, you can follow, or you can go about your own business." After

speaking, he didn't give the nurse a chance to refuse, and directly held the wheelchair's pusher.

Wen Wan heard the speaker's voice, and she could make out who it was, but she was interested in everything.

All thoughts are empty.

And the person who pushed her wheelchair without permission was very excited and kept chattering.

"I just went to a nursing home, and the doctor said you went out, so I found you several streets. "

......

"I came to you without permission, you won't be angry, will you?"

"Alas, you don't know, how long did I grind with Uncle Wen before I found out your whereabouts!"

...

"As soon as I knew your address, I didn't care about anything and went straight to you!"

"How's it going?Are you feeling better?" No

matter what the people behind her said, Wen Wanquan didn't hear it, her eyes were still distracted, and her breathing was light and slow, as if there was only a useless body left.

The patience of those behind her is limited.

After a long time of not getting a gentle response, the other party simply stopped the push of the wheelchair.

The other leaned down, leaned into her gentle ear, and blew lightly into her small earlobe.

Then, in a very low, dark, evil voice, he said, "Wen Wan, if you don't speak again, I'm going to kiss you!" "Don't

try to challenge my patience!"