"Who treats you like trash? I just let you sit on cardboard. Those cardboards are clean. What's wrong with that..."
"You just treat me like trash. If you don't treat me like trash, why do you want me to stay with those trash? You bastard, you bastard, you are so miserable, you actually treat a girl like me like trash..."
Guan Yi cried so sadly that her beautiful eyes were red and tears were streaming down her face. Especially since she was a beautiful woman. She cried so sadly on the street, which immediately attracted many people to watch.
Yang Li originally wanted to argue with Guan Yi, but found that there were already many people around him. Some uninformed people even misunderstood that Guan Yi was his girlfriend, and pointed at him, saying, "Such a beautiful woman is willing to
It's your blessing to follow you, but you still don't take her seriously. This kind of person should be a bachelor for the rest of his life.
Yang Li was ashamed and wanted to explain, but when he saw the angry looks everyone looked at him, especially the looks of some young men who wanted to pull him away and replace him, he quickly shut his mouth and ignored it.
Without Guan Yi's objection, she picked her up, put her in the car, and left quickly on the car.
The public anger is hard to dissipate. No matter how you explain it at this time, it is impossible for these people who don't know the truth to listen.
They may even think that they have deceived them and become even more angry.
When Guan Yi heard the comments from the people around her, she was also stunned. She did not expect that it would cause such a misunderstanding. She wanted to explain that she had nothing to do with Yang Li, but Yang Li had already hugged her and put her into the tricycle.
"Asshole, put me down, I don't want to ride in your garbage car..."
Guan Yi cried and screamed in the carriage, and even wanted to jump out of the carriage, but Yang Li pedaled the tricycle very fast. She tried several times, but in the end she didn't have the courage to jump off, so she had to curse Yang Li.
Yang Li ignored Guan Yi until he rode far away and was out of sight of the onlookers. Then he frowned and looked at Guan Yi and said, "Miss, aren't you tired? Isn't it just a tricycle ride? It's so relaxing."
Are you embarrassed?"
"You bastard, is this a tricycle? You are pretending to be scrap, and you actually put me together with scraps. I am a woman, who do you think I am... Wuwu..."
Aren't scraps just rags? To call a woman a rag is a curse word, and it's also the most vicious word.
The more Guan Yi thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, and the tears flowed more violently. Her heartbroken look made everyone sad when she saw it, and shedding tears when she heard it.
This was the first time Yang Li saw a woman crying, and it was because he was crying, so he was very panicked. However, he had not lived in society and did not understand Guan Yi's thoughts at all. He even persuaded her: "How could I treat you as such?
Waste, you think too much!"
"Besides, although I am a scrap collector, and this car is also used to collect scrap, I clean the car every day and make it clean. I have thrown away all the other things, leaving only some clean cardboard. You sit on it,
There’s nothing wrong with it, and with those cardboard cushions, it’s not like you’re going to mess around.”
"And what's wrong with the waste? The waste can be reused and has a lot of value."
"You..." Guan Yi was so angry at Yang Li's words that her face turned pale, her whole body was shaking, and she couldn't speak.
What does recycling of waste mean? She is only twenty-six years old, both in figure and appearance, she is above average, and she has only had one boyfriend before, so why is she a piece of junk?
If she is rags, at least most of today's women are rags.
Yang Li ignored Guan Yi's expression and continued: "You know, in order to make you sit more comfortably, I threw away a lot of valuable and good things. If I sell those things, I can sell them for two hundred
How much money."
"you……"
"Besides, it's just sitting on the cardboard for a while. What's the point of being aggrieved? Those soldiers, in order to complete their tasks, sometimes stay in the smelly ditch for a whole day." Yang Li shook his head: "You girls!
, it’s really too spoiled.”
"Asshole, go to hell..." Guan Yi was so angry that she grabbed a piece of cardboard from the car and threw it at Yang Li. Unfortunately, Yang Li was riding too fast and brought up a lot of wind, and the cardboard
As soon as he threw it, not only did he miss Yang Li, but it was blown back by the wind and hit her right in the face.
It's like being slapped in the face.
"Ah..." Guan Yi screamed, startling Yang Li, and quickly turned his head to look over, just in time to see the piece of cardboard falling from Guan Yi's face.
"Hey, why are you doing this? Aren't you asking for trouble?" Yang Li sighed. Seeing that Guan Yi was not injured, he didn't stop and continued riding the bike.
"Asshole, you are not a man, wuwu...I curse you to die a good death, and be hit by a car the next moment..." Guan Yi covered her face with her hands, tears welling up, and cursed Yang Li viciously.
"Women today are really unreasonable." Yang Li shook his head and sighed: "I just sat on a tricycle for a while, but I didn't want to live anymore. Not only did I not want to live, but I actually wanted to drag me to die with me. Hey,
I haven’t lived enough yet…”
"..." Guan Yi stopped crying and looked at Yang Li's back in confusion. She cursed him to have to die a good death and let him crash the car, but when did she not want to live anymore?
The next moment, her expression suddenly became extremely embarrassed. She was now in a car with this bastard. If the car really crashed and the bastard died, wouldn't she also die together?
Even if the other party had good feet and hands at this time, he might jump out of the car in time to escape when he saw danger. But as for himself, his legs were injured and he couldn't even jump out of the car.
"You bastard, bastard, you are not a man..."
………
Half a day later.
"You live here?" Yang Li looked at Guan Yi with some surprise. Guan Yi was well-dressed, had good skin, and had a good temperament. She was also so well-dressed that she cursed her all the way while riding a tricycle. Yang Li always thought that
Guan Yi's family must be very rich.
But looking at the community in front of us, it was obviously built in the 1980s. Those who live here are not from very good families, and at most they are middle-class households.
"Why can't I live here? Why are you still standing there? Hurry in!" Guan Yi glared at Yang Li, then lowered her head.
Yang Li didn't hesitate any longer and rode his tricycle through the gate. The two security guards guarding the door didn't even look at him.
Guan Yi lived on the third floor. Yang Li parked the car, held her for a moment and came to the door.
"As expected of a rag collector, you didn't even take a breath when you carried me up." Guan Yi laughed at Yang Li, then took out the key and opened the door.
Guan Yi's home is not big, with two bedrooms and one living room, approximately 70 square meters, and is very clean.
"You're the only one in your house?" Yang Li put Guan Yi on the sofa, glanced around the room, and asked curiously.
"Why are you asking this?" Guan Yi suddenly became nervous, and even picked up the fruit knife on the tea machine and held it in her hand.
"I'm not as despicable as you think!" Yang Li glanced at the fruit knife in Guan Yi's hand and sneered: "Even if I want a woman, I can go out and spend a hundred and eighty yuan to find one, but she's still better than you.