This third type of people were directly ridiculed by the entire Internet and were criticized as idiots.
No one is involved.
Don’t advise someone to do good without experiencing their pain.
After recording the information, Zhiyue and Du Junfei were surrounded by reporters who had stayed outside all night when they walked out of the police station.
Faced with the cameras of the reporters, Zhiyue felt scared, while Du Junfei felt angry.
Fortunately, Director Zhang sent people to rescue them in time and sent them home.
When Zhiyue returned to Du Junfei's home again, she felt unfamiliar.
After eighteen years away, the house has changed its decoration style, and Zhiyue can no longer find a familiar figure in Du Junfei's house.
Zhiyue stood uneasily in the living room, feeling out of place.
Du Junfei made the bed in the guest room, walked up to Zhiyue, and said to her in sign language: "It's getting late, Zhiyue, go to bed quickly."
Zhiyue nodded.
Du Junfei took Zhiyue back to her room.
The room was still the one Zhiyue lived in when she was young.
The room, once painted white latex, now has wallpaper. The old wooden bed has been replaced with a gold iron frame, and the sheets are also beautiful, a pastel pink four-piece set.
It can be seen that Du Junfei prepared all this specially for Zhiyue.
"Thank you, brother."
After writing to Du Junfei, Zhiyue closed the door after he left.
Zhiyue was lying on the bed, looking at the warm room with wall coverings, but what she missed in her heart was the simple little room she used to have.
Everything has changed.
Zhiyue lay in bed unable to sleep for a long time before she fell into a deep sleep just as the sun was about to rise.
When I woke up again, it was already afternoon.
Zhiyue got up and walked into the living room, and smelled the fragrance.
In the kitchen, Du Junfei was cooking.
Du Junfei cooked many dishes, all of which were the dishes that Zhiyue loved to eat in his memory.
But after living in Chengdu for many years, Zhiyue had long been accustomed to the spicy flavors there. When faced with the dishes she loved as a teenager, she couldn't even muster up an appetite.
But Zhiyue still tried hard to eat a bowl and a half of rice and a lot of dishes.
After the meal, Zhiyue took the initiative to take on the task of washing the dishes.
When she came out after washing the dishes, she saw Du Junfei on the phone, and asked someone to deliver a dressing table and wardrobe.
Du Junfei is preparing to take Zhiyue home to live permanently.
With a new woman in the house, we have to buy new wardrobes, dressing tables and other things.
After Du Junfei finished the call, Zhiyue asked him: "Brother, what were you talking about on the phone just now?"
Du Junfei told Zhiyue his thoughts.
When Zhiyue learned that Du Junfei was buying a wardrobe and dressing table for herself, she fell silent.
Seeing Zhiyue's silent expression, as if she had something to say, Du Junfei typed another message on his phone: [Do you have something to say?]
Zhiyue nodded.
She edited the text message and handed it to Du Junfei.
Du Junfei looked down and saw Zhiyue's text message, saying, "Brother, I want to go back to Chengdu."
Du Junfei lowered his head and was silent for a long time before writing on his phone: [Why do you want to go back? Isn't it good to live with me?]
Zhiyue took the phone and quickly wrote: [Before, I was still a minor and didn't have the ability to live on my own. But now, I'm thirty-five. At this age, other women are already mothers. It's not appropriate for me to live with my brother.]
Zhiyue knew in her heart that Du Junfei treated her very well and liked her very much, but there was no love in this liking.
Du Junfei stared at his phone for a long time without any response.
Zhiyue understood how Du Junfei felt about her.
Guilt, pity, and the desire to compensate her and be good to her.
But these are not what Zhiyue wants.
Zhiyue wrote again: "I will stay in Wangdong City for a while longer, and wait for Xianle's verdict to come out before I return. During this time, my brother must treat me to delicious food and drink."
When Du Junfei saw these words, the expression on his face became relaxed.
"good."
Zhiyue stayed in Du Junfei's house for a short time.
As Zhiyue requested, Du Junfei took care of her with delicious food and drink every day, bought her beautiful clothes, and took care of her like a real sister.
With Du Junfei's company, Zhiyue's face gradually showed more smiles.
She began to try makeup, skin care, and shopping, just like any girl who loves beauty.
But Zhiyue never mentioned the brand on her body.
Du Junfei sent the pictures of the Zhiyue brand to several foreign hospitals that are good at scar removal, but the responses he received were not ideal.
Because the scar is too deep and it is an old scar, it cannot be removed at all.
Du Junfei didn't dare tell Zhiyue the news.
But Zhiyue has a clear and delicate heart, and she can guess many things even if Junfei doesn't say them.
Guessing that the scar on his body might never be removed, Zhiyue thought about it and took the initiative to make an appointment with the best tattoo artist in Wangdong City and asked him to help design a new pattern to cover the word "slave".
There is a story behind every tattoo.
The tattoo artist put a lot of thought into it and finally designed a tattoo for Zhiyue.
It was a picture of a phoenix rising against the tide, and the pattern perfectly covered and utilized the word "slave".
It took a whole day for Zhiyue to have the tattoo artist tattoo a phoenix reborn from the ashes on her mark.
After a few days, when the swelling of the tattoo had subsided, Zhiyue showed the tattoo to Du Junfei.
Du Junfei stared at the enchanting and domineering phoenix, his heart ached, and he suddenly hugged Zhiyue.
He cried, and cried very sadly.
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