Chapter 281 The Eighth Master Was Robbed
That night, Ge Jingyi came out of the clinic, closed the shutter, checked the things in her bag, and walked leisurely towards home.
After walking for a while, she slowed down her pace and took the opportunity to take off her hairband and shake her hair to glance back.
The residual shadow in the light and shadow disappeared at a very fast speed.
Ge Jingyi squatted down and tied the laces of her Martin boots, then tilted her head slightly to observe that place.
Then she stood up and walked forward leisurely.
The person behind followed closely.
When they reached a deserted place, Ge Jingyi suddenly stopped.
The person behind her seemed not to have expected her to stop suddenly, and took two steps back in a panic, hiding his figure by sticking to the wall.
Ge Jingyi put her hands in her pockets, inhaled, exhaled, and said, "Nie Haishu, is that you? I recognized your footsteps."
No one answered, Ge Jingyi took a step back: "You have the guts to come and see me, but you don't have the guts to stand up?"
Still no one answered.
She took another step back. "Are you still a man? If you have so many grand ambitions, you shouldn't marry me. Don't ruin my life. You tie me here and don't take good care of me. You treat me like a fool and you want to be a burden to me. I have to take care of your family for you. Did I mess with your Nie family ancestors in my last life? I have to be treated like this in this life."
Still no one answered, and Ge Jingyi took another step back.
"I'll ask you again, are you going to come out or not? If you don't, we're done. By then, even if you, Nie Haishu, survives and comes back, I won't be able to go on with you."
The person hidden in the darkness had flickering eyes and leaned out a little, staring at her back in the dark with greed and guilt, but his feet still did not move at all.
In the distance there is a hustle and bustle of traffic and people, but here it is so quiet that one can hear two different breathing sounds and heartbeats.
Ge Jingyi was silent. She counted in her mind. When she counted to fifty, the person she was waiting for still didn't come out.
She took a deep breath and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand: "Okay, good! Nie Haishu, you have backbone, but I, Ge Jingyi, also have self-respect. I have taken countless steps in the past and these three steps today. I have nothing to regret. Let's just leave it like this. Nie Haishu, you'd better come and divorce me alive, or let me be a widower and remarry, and stop occupying my toilet..."
She suddenly stopped, realizing that she couldn't scold herself while scolding others.
The person in the dark had tears in his eyes and couldn't help but smile.
He took out a box from his pocket, placed it carefully on the ground, and stepped back quietly.
Ge Jingyi continued: "Don't waste my life!"
From beginning to end, Ge Jingyi didn't hear any response until she realized that the other party had left. Then she dared to turn around and ran to where he had just been, where she saw a small box.
She picked up the box, opened it, and saw a jade bracelet of excellent quality inside.
She remembered that she always told him before: "I am still a hypocritical and noble person. I don't care about gold or silver."
Nie Haishu would ask her: "What kind of thing do you like?"
"Jade, diamonds, gemstones, and the like."
Ge Jingyi would stretch out her wrist and shake it: "Don't you think it would look noble and elegant if I wore a jade bracelet on my wrist? I mean the expensive kind."
Every time at this time, Nie Haishu would look up relevant information on his mobile phone, and would try his best to look for the most expensive ones, saying that he would buy her this and that when the time came, and the two of them would laugh about it.
On the day they got their marriage certificate, Nie Haishu gave her a pink one.
The only flaw is that it is made of glass and is worthless. Ge Jingyi put it away after he disappeared.
Now, looking at the bracelet in the box, Ge Jingyi couldn't help it. She squatted on the ground holding the box and started crying. While crying, she took out the bracelet and put it on her hand.
She had to look at this expensive-looking bracelet while crying to feel better.
She cried and couldn't help cursing: "You better come back alive, I don't want to get divorced, and I don't want to be a widow!"
When she finished crying, the makeup on her face was a mess. In order to prevent Grandma Nie Haishu from noticing the flaw when she went back, she took out a pack of wet wipes and wiped her face clean as she walked.
Just as she was about to turn a corner and join the crowd, she noticed someone following her. She was suddenly happy, but then quickly frowned.
Because she realized that the person this time was not Nie Haishu.
Ge Jingyi defended herself immediately, but it was obvious that the opponent was much stronger than her, especially because of his tall stature. He quickly overwhelmed Ge Jingyi and grabbed her neck, and covered her mouth immediately.
"Don't talk, just follow me." The other person's voice was chilly.
Ge Jingyi widened her eyes and punched and kicked, trying to make some noise, but the other party seemed not to feel anything. He was just a little annoyed that it was not easy for her to take him away in this state.
Ge Jingyi's heels hit the opponent's shin bones repeatedly. When she heard the other party gasp, she felt like she had grabbed a life-saving straw. She didn't waste any energy with her hands, and specifically kicked his calves. When she found an opportunity, she bit the flesh on the edge of his palm.
The other party couldn't bear it anymore, his face flushed, and he chopped down with one hand, knocking the man unconscious.
The box containing the bracelet in Ge Jingyi's hand fell down. The other party carried the person and walked a few steps, then came back and picked up the box.
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At this time, Heizi met Uncle Gen again at the small hotel where they met first.
He knelt on the ground and refused to get up. He lowered his head and told Uncle Gen about the discovery of Chu Ci's body.
When he finished speaking, there was a pool of tears on the floor. The room was filled with smoke. Uncle Gen had no idea how many cigarettes he had smoked during this time.
He stroked the dog tooth with the words not yet carved and looked at Heizi: "Man, why do you cry every time you see me?"
Kuroko lowered his head even lower: "I feel sorry for you guys."
"What do you owe us?"
Uncle Gen stood up, staggered a bit, and pulled him up by the arm: "We are the traffickers who are sorry. We are the ones who harmed him. Don't always take the blame on yourself. Although we are an ordinary family, we can also distinguish between good and bad."
Kuroko stood up.
Uncle Gen added: "Don't say such things anymore. If you really think so, just treat us as your real parents."
Heizi nodded repeatedly: "I will take it as my responsibility!"
"That's right." Uncle Gen patted his shoulder heavily: "No child always says sorry to his parents."
Heizi's throat tightened, and he asked Uncle Gen tentatively: "Then should we...should we tell Auntie?"
"Of course." Uncle Gen exhaled deeply: "That's her child too."
There was a sudden knock on the door, and both of them were startled. Heizi immediately became alert, signaled Uncle Gen to keep quiet, and sent the man to the bathroom.
He had observed that if he really encountered danger, he could go out of the bathroom window and quickly reach a vegetable market.
There was still knocking on the door. Heizi heard a man cursing in the corridor. He didn't expect that someone would come to such a shabby hotel.
He walked to the door and wanted to take a look through the peephole, only to find that the peephole on the door had been blocked by some bastard with some disgusting thing, and he couldn't see anything clearly.
There was another knock on the door, and the man in the corridor cursed, "What a damn noise!"
Heizi leaned against the door and turned the doorknob.
