He slowly moved out of the house like this. When he came out, he was sweating, but he didn't fall. It wasn't Lu Ping, but he had mastered the technique skillfully.

After leaving the classroom, he went outside the academy and met a teacher who wanted to help him. However, due to the difference between men and women, he did not help him, so he declined him politely and left alone after saying goodbye politely.

It was sunset outside, and the sky was still bright. Pedestrians returning home in a hurry on the road. When they passed him, most of them were attracted by his outstanding appearance, and then shook their heads and sighed at his disability. They passed by in a hurry, but no one took action.

help.

He had no other emotions, dealt with it calmly, and followed his own path. But Fengling knew him very well. The moment she saw him, she noticed that the smile on his face had faded a bit, even if he tried hard not to care about the eyes of others.

, but inadvertently lowered his head, he could not return to his former glory, the third son of Qi, who was full of poetry and calligraphy.

Fengling followed closely behind, watching his back silently.

Until someone maliciously breaks this picture.

A few women who looked like gangsters stopped Qi Xinlin, "Huh? You're going home again, little beauty, you're walking so slowly, do you want your sisters to help you?"

"No, thank you for your kindness." Qi Xinlin was as well-mannered as ever. He nodded and wanted to leave. He thought that this time it would just be a few teases like usual, but he didn't expect that this time the other party would not give up and refused to let him go.

I don't know if he was stimulated, but he suddenly pointed at him angrily and scolded: "Bah, don't be so shameless. A cripple with paraplegia dared to reject me many times. If it weren't for your face, who would fall in love with you?"

, I’m flattering you by letting you be my bed-warmer, and I don’t even know if your function has been affected.”

The dirty words were unbearable, but to Qi Xinlin, the other party was just a stranger who had nothing to do with him. No matter how harsh the curses were, they were just unpleasant to his ears. After hearing this, he looked calm and said: "Since you are not worthy of a girl, then find another one."

Just look for someone else, can you give way?"

The female gangster just couldn't stand the way he looked at her, and she suddenly became even angrier: "What kind of attitude do you have? Who do you think you are? You still look down on me. I have to make you mine today!"

One hand pulled Qi Xinlin hard, and the crutch fell off as soon as he tilted it. Without any support, he fell to the ground without any support. The dust on the ground stained Qi Xinlin's clothes, and he lay on the ground in a miserable posture. The female gangster even tried to strip him off in the street.

Clothes humiliation.

Fengling's clenched fists clacked loudly, and finally she couldn't hide any longer, so she stepped forward and wanted to cut someone into pieces.

"Ah!" A scream broke out, and the female gangster suddenly retracted her hand. Red blood kept coming out. She looked at Qi Xinlin holding the hairpin in disbelief: "How dare you stab me!"

Qi Xinlin smiled sadly, slowly pointed the tip of the blood-stained hairpin at his aorta, and said slowly: "I can't kill you, but I can kill myself. If you want to live with a life on your hands, then just go on.

"

The female gangster didn't expect this man to be so strong-willed. She just wanted to take advantage. She didn't think about getting into trouble, and she didn't have the courage. Seeing that she couldn't control the situation, she found a place to go down the stairs, spat, and cursed bad luck.

Then he left with his two followers, kicking the crutches away before leaving.

After being freed, Qi Xinlin lost his strength in his hands and fell back to the ground to hold himself up. The weight of the piano behind him made it difficult to stand up again. However, he did not want to drop the piano and walk away, so he could only crawl towards the crutches. There were few pedestrians at this time.

One or two people saw him and just left indifferently, not wanting to meddle in other people's business. He was lonely and helpless, and seemed to be used to it.
Chapter completed!