At night, in the barren yard of Xiyuan, there was a sudden scream, and the guards patrolling not far away were almost startled, but after finding that it was the yard that made the noise, they relaxed again After I came down, I heard that the little boy was beaten badly by his wife today. Alas, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read. It is better for them to pretend not to see the things in the backyard of the leader.

He thought that the hunger that greeted him today was another kind of hunger, but he didn't expect that God thought he wasn't miserable enough, and it actually escalated.

The traces drawn from the whip belt and the like, every whip mark broke the skin, the blood stuck the clothes on the damaged skin, and the edges were bruised and swollen. Bai Fan finally understood that he was on this body before. What happened to the scars he found, he couldn't help cursing in his heart, what kind of pervert did it, and is there any humanity? This body is a child of how many years old, okay? hand.

Bai Fan knew that the scars on his body might be caused by those outside the yard, so he didn't naively ask for help. In the past ten days, he had already realized that the child's life and death was not a problem. Someone will care.

After Bai Fan regained some strength, he carefully moved to the table. Fortunately, there was still half a pot of water in the teapot on the table. Bai Fan poured a small cup of water first. Drink it, and then use the cold water inside to soak the clothes that are stuck with flesh and blood. When the clothes are wet, they are very careful to tear them off.

Even though Bai Fan's movements were very light, the pain of the wound being pulled still made his forehead sweat. After scrubbing the blood and dust next to the wound, he could only deal with it without the medicine. After dealing with one wound, Bai Fan went on to deal with the other wounds in turn. This was a job that required patience and concentration. If one of the wounds was too heavy, then a piece of flesh would be torn apart. The pain is unbearable.

Fragments were scattered on the ground.

Bai Fan was naked and took a photo in front of the bronze mirror. After confirming that all the wounds on his body were solidified, he lay down at ease. He didn't want to wake up the next day and find himself It was glued to the bed again.

As soon as he touched the pillow, Bai Fan felt an unprecedented tiredness. He pulled the quilt to cover his body, and Bai Fan quickly fell asleep.

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child, but he still blushed.

The black eyes blinked uncomfortably, and then he discovered a fact that surprised him even more, all the wounds on his body had been cleaned!

Be kind. So, who cleaned the wounds on his body?

Yin Rui looked at the blood-stained pieces of cloth scattered around the table, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, the only person who would patronize this place was the one who stole his food, right? , after all, apart from him, almost no one would come to his yard.

Yin Rui's expression was a little complicated. Originally, he was resentful towards the little thief because he stole his little food. However, Yin Rui touched the wound that had been treated on his body and suddenly There was a warm feeling in my heart, and the feeling of warmth in my heart was very comfortable. Even the fingertips that touched the wound felt a little hot. Yin Rui began to be at a loss. Does anyone still care about him? Although this idea is ridiculous, But the corners of Yin Rui's mouth couldn't help bending an arc. When he noticed the smile on his face, he quickly covered his head with the quilt.

I don't know how long it took, Yin Rui got out of the quilt again, he looked at the empty room, and suddenly had a strange idea, maybe the person who helped him deal with the wound was hiding in the room Looking at him, Yin Rui carefully looked at every corner of the room for a long time, and finally couldn't help but whispered, "Is anyone here, are you here?"

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"Don't be afraid, I won't tell anyone."

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"Are you here, can you come out?"

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"Thank you for helping me..."

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Yin Rui said something to the empty house for a long time, but he didn't get a response, his mood was down, that person must have left. But Yin Rui is a little unwilling, and there are always some small expectations in his heart. Maybe that person, he has not left yet, he will only come over at night, um, it must be like this, he will only come over after he falls asleep , since he doesn't want to be seen, then he will write to him.

Yin Rui found one that was fairly clean among the cloth strips scattered on the ground, then took out a carbon strip in the corner, sat in front of the table, and began to write stroke by stroke When he got up, he remembered very early. These words were taught to him when his mother was still alive. He could write the words taught by his mother once, and he would never forget it, but he was only a child, and he had never passed The teacher taught that although the words are written, they are not beautiful when they are crooked.

Yin Rui looked at the cloth with writing in his hand, and put it away happily, he wrote the words on it, that person should be able to see it tonight.

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"Bell bell bell!" The school bell was so beautiful, Bai Fan almost woke up with a happy feeling, alive, so good!

The roommate is so cute, the professor is so kind, woohoo, the food in the cafeteria is so delicious, the body that can jump and jump without disease and pain is really great.

Bai Fan looked at the blue sky and white clouds with a moved face. He didn't understand how he had complained so much about life before. This world couldn't be happier.

"Bai Fan, look for your girlfriend." Qian Qiang winked and shouted at Bai Fan. Luo Shuai looked at the approaching person, his eyes darkened.

Bai Fan looked up with a smile on his face, "Yanyan."

I didn't come to see me, and I didn't answer the phone call at night."

Bai Fan is a little apologetic. Too many things have happened recently, and he seems to have really ignored his girlfriend. As for not answering the phone at night, "Yanyan, it's not that I don't answer at night, it's that I fell asleep. Can you call me during the day in the future?"

"Who are you kidding, you fell asleep at that time? I called you at eight o'clock. You said, why didn't you answer my call." He Yanyan said angrily.

Seek foreign aid.

"Yes, Bai Fan is really sleeping." Luo Shuai and Qian Qiang nodded honestly.

He Yanyan was even more angry when she heard the words, "You all come together to lie to me."

Bai Fan finally understood what was going on.

Fortunately, after He Yanyan made a fire, she finally calmed down. She came to Bai Fan today, and she had something to do, "Bai Fan, our department and several other departments organized a Voluntary registration for the activities in the botanical garden, you can pick fruits and have a picnic in the botanical garden at that time, I have already signed up to participate, and you will come too."

Bai Fan thought about it, "Okay, no problem."

"Wow, how can I go to the botanical garden without my share, Bai Fan, please help me to sign up, Yanyan~ I know you are a lot of beautiful women, you must introduce me when the time comes. "Qian Qiang is extremely coveted.

"Hmph, let's see how you behave."

Bai Fan looked at Qian Qiang with a smile, suddenly noticed that Luo Shuai was still standing aside, and asked, "Are you going to the Botanical Garden?"

Luo Shuai was silent for a while, then nodded, "Help me sign up too."

"Good."

The happy day passed quickly. During dinner, Bai Fan ate and overeating again, and then touched his intact skin with lingering fears. When it was approaching eight o'clock, he reluctantly went to bed fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was a familiar dilapidated room. Bai Fan checked his body. The wound was still there, but the pain was much milder than yesterday. It was no longer a problem to get out of bed and walk around.

Suddenly, Bai Fan found that he was holding something in his hand. When he opened it, it was a cloth strip with a few words written crookedly on it.

Because it's in traditional Chinese, Bai Fan struggled to read it. He read word by word, "Thank you...help me clean up the wound."

After understanding this sentence, Bai Fan only felt that his back was swishing cold air. Although the meaning of this sentence is simple, it is undoubtedly very scary, what is it, thank you for helping me Clean the wound. What he cleaned yesterday was obviously his own wound.

Bai Fan didn't think about why the blue and white cloth bag appeared new food every day, the teapot on the table was filled with water every day, and when he appeared at night, So how did this body spend the day, and how did the wounds on this body come from, but he didn't think about it subconsciously, but now, this piece of cloth with only a simple sentence tells it clearly He, the Lord is still there.