Chapter 9 Don't Sentence Me to Death Directly

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Wen Jiu recalled, and the boy's face, which was full of smiles just a moment ago, suddenly stiffened when he saw his bandaged arms and back.

When he saw the light red tissue fluid oozing from the bandages, the arrogant school bully's eyes turned red without any warning.

His emotions fluctuated so much that his lips were trembling. He raised his hand several times to touch Wen Jiu, but he shrank back because he was afraid of hurting Wen Jiu.

"Ah Jiu, why did you come in?"

There was such a big fire, but Wen Jiu rushed in without hesitation.

His words were full of sadness and self-blame, and he was so distressed that tears fell the moment he finished speaking.

On the contrary, Wen Jiu smiled optimistically and comforted him: "Please, after all, we are childhood friends, I can't just watch you die, right?"

At that time, Wen Jiu didn't know where he got so much courage and strength, and he actually rushed into Jian Yue's house and carried him out. He

even subconsciously turned Jian Yue on his back to the side when the falling curtains floated towards them.

So, the fire from the curtains ignited Wen Jiu's sleeves.

Logically, Wenjiu should have taken off her clothes immediately to protect herself, but the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and she was afraid that after she put Jian Yue down, she would not have the courage to carry him on her back again.

Without much thought, Wenjiu could only choose to endure the burning pain in her arm and carry Jian Yue out in one breath.

As soon as she left the fire scene, Wenjiu threw Jian Yue to the adults who came and quickly took off her clothes.

But the whole arm to the shoulder and neck was still seriously injured.

On the contrary, Jian Yue, because he was wearing a vest sports T-shirt at home, only a small part of his arm that was on Wenjiu's shoulder was burned.

It was just a small piece, but it made the pampered Jian Yue sleepless all night.

Therefore, when he saw such a serious injury on Wenjiu's body, he felt so guilty and distressed.

As time goes by, the boy who used to be so flamboyant and full of himself is different after all.

Pulling back his thoughts, Wenjiu sighed in a pretentious manner: "What do you want to tell me?"

"Tell me how you had an affair with Lin Anlan behind my back? Tell me how exciting your immoral love is? Or even if you cheated, I am still the one you love the most?"

Wenjiu said this and felt his stomach churning and nauseous.

"Jian Yue, your apology means nothing to me."

"It's not like that." Jian Yue hurriedly explained: "Ajiu, nothing substantial happened between Lin Anlan and me. At most, it was that hug, nothing else."

He choked and tried to save himself: "Don't sentence me to death directly, give me a chance, okay?"

Since the news of losing Wenjiu yesterday, Jian Yue felt that his world was blank.

He had only one thought in his mind, that the person he couldn't leave was him.

Only when he found Wenjiu, everything around him would have meaning.

So, he contacted Wenjiu like crazy, but he didn't expect that she would only say "nothing".

Jian Yue held the phone so hard that his joints turned white. Before he could say more, there was only the "beep beep" busy tone in the phone, repeatedly reminding him of his ridiculousness.

He subconsciously redialed, but found that Wenjiu had blocked the number.

He had to call again with a different phone number.

Wenjiu frowned as she looked at the phone that was calling again. Thinking of what she had promised Wensheng and the others, she resisted turning off the phone.

She turned on the flight mode and bought some clothes and shoes on the shopping platform in Gangcheng. She filled in the address of the hotel and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

An hour later, Wenjiu picked out a Klein blue tank top with an irregular triangle hem and a hollowed-out back tie, as well as retro blue flared slim jeans, and paired them with black stilettos with red soles. She put on sunglasses and left the hotel.

The first thing Wenjiu did after leaving the house was to go to the business hall to apply for a new phone card.

Then she sent the new number to Wensheng and the others, and suspended the use of the original card.

Only then did she find a place to eat in a happy mood.

Night fell.

After lunch, Wenjiu went back to the hotel and lay down for the afternoon. She stepped out in the afterglow of the sunset.

The slightly salty sea breeze added a bit of tranquility to this romantic city.

Wenjiu took a taxi to the cobblestone road recommended by Chen Chun, and strolled to the end of the street.

It was completely dark, and the lights on both sides of the street complemented each other, which was different from the prosperity of Beijing.

Wenjiu stood at the door of the bar at the end of the street, looking up at the retro door paved with bluestone slabs in front of her, and her eyes swept over the door.

At that time, she was still wondering why Chen Chun didn't tell her the name of the bar. It turned out that this bar didn't even have a sign.

If Chen Chun hadn't introduced it, she would not have gone in even if she passed by the door.

Wenjiu hooked her lips and stepped into the bar.

As soon as he entered the bar, the hall that was almost endless appeared in front of Wenjiu.

Unlike the retro simplicity of the door, the decoration inside the bar is exquisite and luxurious, and the floors are all made of the highest-end dolomite marble.

In the center of the bar, a floor-to-ceiling luxury waterfall crystal chandelier releases soft light that illuminates the entire hall, giving people a comfortable feeling of being in the forest at dawn.

The surrounding dark-patterned leather booths seemed to be laid out randomly, but in fact they were arranged in an orderly manner, giving people a sense of extreme contrast between being casual and being restrained.

During the time when Wen Jiu stood at the entrance and looked at the environment, many people had already noticed her presence.

"Pretty girl!" Someone at the bar reminded in a low voice.

It was the time when the bar was busiest, and there were already many customers coming and going, but when that bright and generous face appeared at the entrance of the bar, the busy people at the bar all looked over.

The other person had lazy and casual wavy hair draped over her fair shoulders, and her three-dimensional and delicate facial features were still aggressive under the deathly light at the entrance.

The girl's curled eyelashes moved slightly, and her eyes moved around the hall as if she was looking for something.

In just a few seconds, someone had already walked towards her.

"Hi, is there anything I can help you with?"

Wen Jiu looked at the man standing in front of him and raised his lips slightly, "Hello, I want to find the person in charge of this bar."

"The person in charge of the bar?" The visitor pondered in his heart and cursed: "Damn! You are not here for Brother Yan, are you?"

The other party spoke in Cantonese, Wen Jiu did not hear clearly, so he said "Hmm?"

The other party smiled and replied in Mandarin: "There are several bar managers, which one do you want to find?"

"It's all right, as long as they can make decisions." Wen Jiu replied.

"Is that so..." The visitor looked at Wen Jiu and saw that she had a frank expression and a relaxed posture, which was very different from the nervous look of those who usually came to find Jiang Yanci.

It seems that this girl is not here for Brother Yan.

His lost heart instantly recovered his spirit. While leading the way in front, he asked:

"Are you coming to Gangcheng for tourism?"

Wenjiu nodded, with a gentle and sweet smile with just the right amount of alienation: "Yes."

"How long will it take?" If it lasts a long time, maybe he can have a touching love with this beautiful girl.

Wenjiu didn't intend to answer this question seriously, and just said: "It depends on fate."

"In that case..." The man dragged out his voice and took out his mobile phone, "Can you add a contact number? If you need any help, feel free to contact me."

Wenjiu looked at the QR code called by the other party, calmly switched to the small account, scanned the code and added it.

Then he switched back to the large account familiarly.