So what's the purpose of this?
Can't live without a man?
Ji Yu took a deep breath and waved his hand: "Next one, next one."
The host is really portraying me perfectly right now. My best friend is just obsessed with love. Even though her boyfriend cheated on her, she forgave him four, five, or six times. It makes me so mad.
[Just ignore this kind of person. Love-brained and scumbag, this is a two-way race of illness. Love-brained and love-brained, this is a two-way race of love.]
[Damn, sister, that's a good point.]
[Ahhh, stop chatting, the host is about to start grabbing clicks, this is the last divination of the day.]
The last candidate for divination, after opening the video, a man wearing an Ultraman mask popped up.
Ji Yu was slightly stunned, and subconsciously said: "Are you going to count the light?"
[Hahahaha, I find that the anchor has a better and better sense of humor. ]
[Hey, man, you're wearing a mask, so how can the host see your face?]
The man wearing the Ultraman mask operated something on his mobile phone, and Ji Yu received a message from the background.
"I sent my birth date and time to the anchor."
"That's fine." Ji Yu nodded and asked, "What do you want to calculate?"
"I, I."
The man hesitated for a moment, lowered his head, and spoke in a much softer voice, just like a virgin.
"Brother, what are you trying to do? Why are you still shy? Are you interested in a certain girl? Let the anchor help you find one, right?"
"No, it's not."
[So what are you hesitating about for so long?]
"I, I, I just want to know if I've been violated."
After the masked man said this, he took the risk.
It was as if all the strength in his body was taken away, and he slumped in the chair, placing his hands on the mask in shame and anger.
[Wow, what's going on? ]
Ji Yu hesitated for a while and nodded slowly.
Even though the man was wearing a mask, everyone could feel the desolation of his death.
[Ah, boys have to protect themselves when they go out.]
So how did you get assaulted?
【It’s not a good idea to ask this. 】
The masked man seemed to no longer care about anything the moment he was asked. He said weakly, "I went out drinking with friends last night and drank a little too much."
"Because the place where I was drinking wasn't far from where I lived, and I thought since I was a man, it wouldn't be a big deal, I got drunk and fell asleep on the side of the road before I even got home."
“After waking up, I just felt, felt.”
The masked man was a little embarrassed to speak, so Ji Yu kindly added for him, "I just feel sore and weak all over. You thought it was because of being drunk, but I still feel a little pain in my anus."
[Hahahaha, how can a good boy go out drinking so late at night and end up hungover on the streets? ]
As the saying goes, flies don't bite seamless eggs. Are your pants too short?
Going out drinking late at night is definitely not a good boy.
"Huh? That's unnecessary, right? After all, this guy is also a victim."
When a girl was raped before, why didn't you stand up and say she was the victim? You were all mocking the victim, and now you're starting to act like boys helping boys.
The masked man said aggrievedly, "I never said those words. I even criticized those qjfs."
[I don't deny that I still have normal male friends, but we've all been turned against by some rubbish.]
[I don't mean to laugh, but I just find it ironic that when things get bad for the girls, it's always the one or two weirdos who are wearing too little. I'm really fed up with it.]
"If that's the case, there's no need to criticize this guy. He was previously criticizing the perpetrator online. What's the difference between you and the people you hate now?"
[Yo, yo, yo, now you're asking us to repay evil with kindness? Hey, I was like, this guy must be wearing too little, there must be something wrong with him.]
Seeing that the live broadcast room was about to break out into a quarrel, Ji Yu noticed that the masked man was very emotionally unstable at the moment.
"Everyone, please be quiet for a moment. I think it's useless to talk about gender in this matter. Essentially, everyone wants to condemn the idea of 'victim blaming'."
"I hope my family in the live broadcast room can think rationally. The argument of victim blaming is indeed pessimistic. The fact is that it mostly occurs to women. I can understand everyone's anger."
What's the point of understanding? We're just saying the same things those nymphs said back then. It's unbearable. Have you ever thought about the girls who were victims before?
You're just taking your anger out on this person now. Not only is he a victim, he's also someone who previously criticized the perpetrator. I know everyone is angry about these comments, and I am too, but you can't just say that to a normal person, or even a victim.
Ji Yu found that this conflict had accumulated deep resentment and was beyond her ability to resolve.
She finally held her forehead in her hand helplessly. "In my eyes, this kind of thing has nothing to do with gender. Being abused by the abuser is a primary injury, and being ridiculed is a secondary injury. The idea that the victim is blaming others should not exist. Of course, I'm just a small anchor, and I can't solve this kind of social contradiction."
She understands that some people use the victim-blaming theory based on women to fight back against men, but in this process, a closed loop is formed.
Difficult.
[Anchor, you should say less. This conflict is difficult to resolve.]
[It is essentially a problem between the victim and the perpetrator, but when gender is involved, the problem becomes infinitely more complicated.]
Ji Yu nodded heavily, and finally looked at the boy wearing Ultraman.
"You'd better not read the comments online these days. You like Ultraman, don't you? People who believe in light can't be depressed."
The boy cried and shook his head: "Sister Ji Yu, I checked, men having sex with men is not a crime, I want him to pay the price."
[It's true that it's not a crime of sexual assault, so I can only be charged with forced indecency, but it seems the maximum sentence is three years.]
The masked man cried even harder when he saw this, and he became sad again when Ji Yu said that the other party was only sentenced to more than two years in prison.
There were people in the live broadcast room laughing at him unscrupulously. The masked man suddenly felt a little regretful. If he had known about this matter earlier, he would have kept it to himself.
He was just unsure at first, and then wanted to find out the truth from Ji Yu, and then make the other party pay the price, but a sentence of more than two years was far from enough for him.
The atmosphere around the masked man became noticeably dead, and his eyes became hollow.
Ji Yu looked at the other party's hexagram, which showed that he was almost 100% depressed, and was helpless.
She knows the past and the future, but that doesn't mean she has enough ability to solve all problems. Catching ghosts is still easier.
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