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The sharp brakes sounded, and the woman's body fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

A large amount of blood stained the eyes of passers-by, someone was screaming, someone was shouting for an ambulance, someone ... Covering his mouth tightly in disbelief.

Shen Mubai saw the last moment when the woman closed her eyes, and her face was facing here.

She hated Zuo Yu.

I hated him all the time.

Zuo Yu had his back to her, and Shen Mubai couldn't see the look on his face.

She only felt that her feet weighed a thousand pounds, and she couldn't take a single step, and she didn't have the courage to go around in front of him.

He could only reach out and touch his hand lightly, which trembled slightly for a moment.

As I had done countless times as usual, I wore it weakly.

The woman's death did not hit Zuo Fuzhong much, on the contrary, he was even more annoyed that the other party stole his money, and sent all his anger to Zuo Yu's body.

Even Shen Mubai couldn't imagine that Zuo Yu fought back.

But no matter how he is, he is just a thirteen-year-old boy, and he will only be kicked and beaten more seriously by the annoyed Zuo Fuzhong.

Shen Mubai really wanted to kill this scumbag at this moment.

Her anger has no meaning, she can only be like a bystander, witnessing and witnessing all the encounters of Zuo Yu.

The picture turned again, and Zuo Fuzhong was unemployed again.

He didn't go out to look for a new job this time, but drank heavily at home all day, drank heavily, and slept drunk all day long.

It is precisely because of this reason that he beats and scolds Zuo Yu a lot less.

The disadvantage is that Zuo Yu's tuition is not guaranteed, but fortunately there is a scholarship.

But the situation is not so optimistic, Zuo Fuzhong once bought all the wine with Zuo Yu's scholarship.

Every day when I come home, I am confronted with my father, who is an alcoholic, and sometimes there is nothing in the refrigerator.

Shen Mubai is really about to die of distress, she has never seen such a miserable male protagonist, just because of the mistake of fate, she has to bear all these injustices.

She was so uncomfortable that she didn't even know when she changed the scene.

"Stop fighting, it's boring."

A familiar voice came, and Chen Jiahui and several people walked out of it.

Shen Mubai couldn't come back to her senses for a while, and it wasn't until Zuo Yu came out of it with her support for the wall that she remembered that this was the place where the last picture of the first dream was.

Zuo Yu walked ahead, hunched slightly, and paused for a while before continuing to walk forward.

Shen Mubai saw Du Yao, she hesitated, and finally didn't know what to think of, so she retracted her feet.

Du Yao saw Chen Jiahui and a few people going to Zuo Yu alone in the alley, but she didn't go to inform the teacher, nor did she ask someone to stop her, she was just timid and watched.

Shen Mubai felt that she was so angry that she was almost vomiting blood, and she now felt that the fate of those few people was simply cheaper for them.

She walked up to Du Yao, looked straight into her eyes, and said, "You can tell you about the matter of Zuo Yu." ”

"You don't have the right to hate Zuo Yu, this is what you owe him."

She no longer glanced at Du Yao, who was hesitating to come out in place, but followed Zuo Yu's pace closely.

Zuo Yu walked slower than usual today, and his movements were a little unnatural.

Shen Mubai quickly followed him.

The black-haired boy with some messy black hair walked on the road with his schoolbag in some silence, this road was walked by him thousands of times, and his pace was so familiar that there was no pause.

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