Chapter 8 Shut up

Chapter 8

"Tomorrow?" Wen Ciyi thought for a while. It seemed that she had a conference plan to present and she had to fly to Lin'an.

Wen Ciyi tapped the table with her fingertips and asked, "Does it have to be tomorrow? Can it be the day after tomorrow?"

Wen Nan seemed to be asking someone. After a while, Wen Ciyi heard him say: "Sure, sister, it's good if you can come anyway."

"Is there anything you need my help with?" Wen Ciyi said.

Wen Nan immediately laughed: "No, sister, the anniversary of Peking University is coming soon." He pretended to be mysterious and said: "I have prepared a surprise for sister. You can come tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

Wen Ciyi hung up the phone in confusion.

She flipped through the calendar placed aside, and the day she drew with a red pen was the anniversary of Peking University.

She was so busy that she forgot about this. In the past, she would go back to school to visit her tutor every school anniversary. Logically speaking, there were so many people in the university, tens of thousands of faces, coming and going, walking and leaving.

I’m not sure, batch after batch of graduates leave, and batch after batch of freshmen are recruited. Sometimes instructors forget the students they have taught.

But Wen Ciyi had remembered her mentor for a long time, and this mentor was not the one who invited her to give a speech to outstanding graduates. He was the mentor that she was very grateful to from the time she entered school until she graduated.

Wen Ciyi planned to complete the flight to Lin'an in advance and hand it over to her secretary He Hua.

Xu Nian passed by Wen Ciyi's office and vaguely saw Wen Ciyi lying on his desk through the frosted window, writing something furiously.

Xu Nian shook his head and walked away, sighing in his heart: Alas, even if he has a goal he wants to conquer, he still works like a desperate man.

Time passed by the tip of the pen. After all the plans were revised, Wen Ciyi rubbed her sore wrist. She glanced at the hanging clock. The company had a power outage at 12 o'clock. It was only 10 o'clock now. She thought she would at least know how to do it.

Process files until 11 o'clock.

Unexpectedly, it was almost an hour.

She didn't eat, except for the bowl of white porridge in the morning. During this period, Xu Nian came over and asked if he wanted to buy food for her. At that time, she was writing and was so obsessed with writing that she seemed not to be hungry anymore.

Wen Ciyi sighed, opened the takeout app, and looked around but couldn't find anything she wanted to eat. The only delivery time that she still had some appetite for was delayed until an hour later. She was afraid that she would starve to death before waiting for the takeout.

Already.

She exited the food delivery app expressionlessly, then clicked on WeChat Moments and glanced at the number of likes.

OK.

She saw it.

There is no Xu Simian.

Wen Ciyi pressed her lips, put away the documents and planned to get off work. It was okay. Xu Simian's little difficulty was nothing.

There is an ancient saying that when Heaven is about to entrust a person with a great responsibility, he must first strain his mind, strain his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin, deplete his body, and mess up his actions, so tempting his mind and forbearance will benefit him in a way that he cannot do.

She has only reached the third step, it doesn't matter, there is still a long way to go.

Relying on psychological effects to comfort herself, Wen Ciyi held her handbag and pressed the elevator button.

As soon as he got home, Wen Ciyi went to the refrigerator and took a look around. There was still a pack of noodles, a tomato and two eggs in it.

Let’s make tomato and egg noodles, Wen Ci thought.

But... there is still a bit of a gap between the idea and the reality.

Take the thick and thick noodles as an example. Wen Ciyi had a complicated look on her face. She weighed it for a few seconds and decisively took out her mobile phone to make a call. The other party quickly picked up the phone, but suddenly there was a deafening sound.

sound.

Wen Ciyi couldn't help but look a little further away and said, "Where are you?"

A noisy voice came from over there: "Hello? President of Wen University? What's wrong?"

Hearing this voice, it was obvious that he was drunk. Wen Ciyi frowned: "Xu Nian, where are you?"

"Where is it? It's a bar! It's the bar where your junior brother sings!" The sound matched the super energetic beat. Fearing that Wen Ciyi wouldn't be able to hear it, Xu Nian specifically turned up the volume: "Hey, I won't tell you anymore.

, someone called me."

The phone was cut off here. I just heard someone shouting Xu Nian's name. Wen Ci searched for a while and felt a little uneasy. Although Xu Nian often hangs out in bars and KTVs and other places where people are mixed, there is no guarantee that he will be there every time.

Can escape whole body.

Wen Ciyi turned off the stove with a click, grabbed the car keys and went downstairs to drive to Benchu.

On the other side, Xu Nian was blocked in the booth by three or four sturdy men.

One of them grinned, showing yellow teeth, and smiled: "Miss, are you alone? Come play with our brothers for a while."

It was probably the first time she encountered this situation. Xu Nian's face turned slightly pale. She refused and said, "I'm sorry, I have to leave. My friend will pick me up soon."

The man on the left looked obscenely and looked at Xu Nian from head to toe without any concealment: "Beauty, we have been paying attention to you for a long time. Apart from the few who were drinking with you just now, who else is there?

"

The direct gaze slowly licked all over Xu Nian's body, and she couldn't help but sweat broke out on her palms. Xu Nian glanced at her foxy friends, all of whom shrank their necks, as if they didn't think she was the same person at all.

Xu Nian's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

Seeing that Xu Nian didn't say anything, the man boldly came up and pulled Xu Nian's arm: "Let's go. Have some fun with my brothers. If you make us happy, we might even get a reward."

"Don't touch me!" The rough finger touch made Xu Nian suddenly shrink his arm: "Stay away from me!"

It happened that at this time, the music in the bar suddenly stopped, and everyone's eyes turned to this side more or less, but they just looked at it, and no one stood up to stop it. Some even took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

video.

Seeing Xu Nian's resistance, the man's face showed a fierce look: "You bitch, don't toast me and eat as a penalty!"

After he finished speaking, he and his accomplice, who were also tall and thick, came up to pull on Xu Nian. The disgusting feeling arose spontaneously, just like attracting bed bugs in the sewer.

The man did not forget to explain to everyone with a smile: "Misunderstandings, misunderstandings, they are all misunderstandings. We know each other and we are all friends."

The people watching were just whispering to each other.

Seeing that someone really believed what the man said, and numbly looked away, intending to ignore it, Xu Nian felt extremely desperate.

She was petite and had no room to struggle. She was almost pushed away. She turned around and shouted anxiously: "Call the police for me! Call the police for me! I don't know them!"

As soon as he heard the alarm, the smiling man suddenly raised his hand, the palm wind was sharp, and the "pop" sound was extremely harsh in the quiet bar. Xu Nian's hair was messy and hanging down, but his face was quickly swollen.

A shocking red color.

This was what Wen Ciyi saw when he hurried in. Xu Nian tilted his head, his messy hair hanging on the stage, and there was a lot of noise around him, but the instigator was calmly explaining to everyone with his absurd reasoning.

Messy.

Wen Ciyi walked straight forward, tried hard to suppress his anger, and maintained his calm appearance: "Sir, this is my friend. Isn't it wrong for you to treat a girl so unscrupulously?"

"Are you her friend who came out of nowhere? Why didn't I see you acting so bravely just now?" The man who slapped someone sneered.

He looked at Wen Ciyi back and forth, and couldn't hide the vulgarity in his tone: "Your friend is wearing clothes that show his arms and legs. What else is he selling? Could it be that--" He couldn't hide the excitement in his words.

: "Are you and her together? You should have told me earlier..."

There was only half of his words left before Wen Ciyi struck out quickly and accurately, slapping his entire head away.

Tasting the taste of rust in his mouth, the man turned his eyes, and his big iron-like hands suddenly grabbed Wen Ciyi and pushed her into the champagne piled behind him.

The neatly arranged nest of champagne collapsed in an instant, and the cold and biting wine flowed into Wen Ciyi's clothes. Wen Ciyi was caught off guard, and the back of his head hit the sharp water chestnut on the bar counter. The warm liquid rushed out, causing Wen Ciyi to suffer severe pain.

, reluctantly wiped it.

Bright red.

It's blood.

"Ah ah ah ah! Murder!!" Someone saw the bright red on Wen Ciyi's hand and screamed uncontrollably.

I remembered the frightened voices one after another, and the scene in the bar was chaotic.

The next moment, a sharp gust of wind suddenly passed by Wen Ciyi's ears. The man was wearing a thin black coat. Before Wen Ciyi had time to react, the man picked up the man's collar and landed with a cruel fist.

The man's face was suddenly covered in blood.

When the other two people saw this situation, they rushed forward one after another, but they were undoubtedly thrown four meters away by the force of the man. They lay on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

The flesh collided with the fist and let out a muffled groan. The man was like a crazy little beast. The veins on his hands were bulging, revealing his mania and impatience. The man just moved his fists in circles without any intention of stopping, but his hands were full of blood.

A dazzling red.

Through his blurred vision, Wen Ciyi could barely tell that the profile of the man's face looked like that of Xu Simian.

"If you continue like this, you'll be beaten to death..." someone beside him muttered in a low voice.

Wen Ciyi casually wiped the blood on her hand. She stood up with difficulty, but her voice sounded like someone who had been crushed by a heavy object: "...Xu Simian!"

The man seemed to have pressed the pause button, and his movements slowly stopped. He threw the man away, but the man had already passed out, and his body hit the ground with a heavy sound.

Xu Simian turned around, his eyes as sharp and sharp as thousand-year-old frost. He inserted one hand into his pocket and lowered his other hand. Blood stains fell on the ground along the long and distinct joints, leaving a winding trace, as if on the flat ground.

A blood flower bloomed inside.

Xu Simian's brows were already cold, but at this moment, there was a layer of coldness embedded in his eyes, and the edges became sharper. He just stood there, not even making a sound or expression, but Wen Ciyi felt flustered for no reason.

She reluctantly opened her lips, and her tone was bitter: "...I'm not..."
To be continued...