Chapter 2 Fall
The remaining vegetarian buns were not eaten until they cooled down.
Jiang Jinyue placed the only chair in the rental house by the window, and lay on the windowsill, staring at the sky in a daze.
This rental house is on the 12th floor. Because it is close to the university town, the rent is not low.
Jiang Jinyue's family was not wealthy, but an ordinary family. His parents had lived in Ze County, nearly a thousand kilometers away from H City, all their lives. They opened a small supermarket and also sold snacks such as grilled sausages at the door, but their income was not high.
Due to Jiang Jinyue's special situation, he couldn't live in the school dormitory, and couldn't even take the crowded train. He even spent nearly a thousand yuan to charter a car to come to H City.
This time Jiang Jinyue came to H City to attend college. It was the first time for him to leave Ze County. His mother Wang Xiaoya wanted to come and see him off, but the small supermarket needed Wang Xiaoya to take care of everything. If she sent him to H City, the store would have to be closed for a few days. The income from a few days was very important to their family and they could not afford the loss.
As for Jiang Jinyue's father, Jiang Wangfeng, he never cared about anything.
Wang Xiaoya had painstakingly asked someone to find out about this rental house, and she rented it secretly without Jiang Wangfeng's knowledge. She even sent Jiang Jinyue over early in the morning to help out in the store.
The sun outside the window gradually rose higher. The wind on the 12th floor was a bit strong, blowing up the simple light blue curtains on both sides and ruffling Jiang Jinyue's long hair.
The hair that was covering his eyes was blown up, revealing Jiang Jinyue's full forehead and beautiful eyebrows. However, Jiang Jinyue himself always hated his appearance. He subconsciously pressed his hair down, and then remembered that no one would look at him outside the window on the 12th floor, so he put his hand down.
The bright yellow cell phones were constantly ringing, and the H University freshman QQ group was very lively.
Someone sent an invitation link to a part-time job group for college students in H City in the group. Because there were too many people chatting, it was quickly deleted.
Jiang Jinyue scrolled up the chat history, clicked on the invitation link and joined the part-time job group.
There are hundreds of people in the part-time job group. Unlike the lively freshman group, there is no one chatting in it, only part-time job information.
Jiang Jinyue scrolled through the posts one by one, and the group leader sent a new message:
We can help you get a health certificate for 200 RMB per person. You don't need to wait or go to the hospital. New students in the group, why don't you consider this? You need a health certificate to work part-time at KFC or McDonald's.
Jiang Jinyue's fingertips hovered over the phone screen, and his mind appeared to be filled with the face of his mother, Wang Xiaoya, who was less than 40 years old but already looked extremely haggard.
Before the sixth grade of elementary school, Jiang Jinyue had always been a very worry-free child. He had a small appetite, didn't want anything, and never needed his mother's help for things he could do by himself. Wang Xiaoya only needed a little money to support him. But after that incident in the sixth grade of elementary school, everything changed.
Jiang Jinyue has been avoiding him all these years. When the memory comes to mind, his body immediately starts to tremble, his throat seems to be tightly pinched by a big hand, and his vision goes dark.
He clutched his phone, leaned against the windowsill, and gritted his teeth to hold on.
His senses seemed to have failed at this moment. Although he was in the rental house where he was the only one there, he could hear whispers of people talking and laughing, along with messy footsteps and the sound of something sharp scraping across the floor.
The whispering voices in my ears became clearer and clearer, and I felt waves of severe pain in my body.
"What's going on? The buyer wanted a girl, so why did he tie up a guy with a penis?"
"This little sissy is so fair and beautiful, who would have thought it was a boy!"
"Since we've already caught them, let's find a way to sell them."
"How can we sell it? We made such a big fuss when we caught him, and now everyone is looking for us!"
The phone fell to the ground from Jiang Jinyue's pale fingertips. He covered his ears tightly and whispered softly, "It's fake, it's fake, it's over..."
He had clearly covered his ears, but the conversation was still clearly ringing in his ears.
Those memories that he had been deliberately avoiding were never forgotten and were always clearly reflected in his mind.
Jiang Jinyue fell from the chair, curled up on the cold floor, and stared ahead with empty eyes.
The darkness before his eyes dissipated, and he saw his tiny self huddled in a dirty corner.
Several men in tattered clothes surrounded him, cursing, laughing, punching and kicking him.
Jiang Jinyue blinked slowly, tears silently sliding down from the corners of her eyes.
When Jiang Jinyue was in the sixth grade of elementary school, he was kidnapped by human traffickers and detained for three whole months. Those three months were like hell.
His empty eyes looked at his fingertips. His now slender and beautiful fingers kept shrinking, and in his eyes they turned back to their tiny appearance as a child.
The hand was covered in blood, with steel needles stuck in the fingertips, the nails had been pulled out, and several fingers were abnormally bent.
Jiang Jinyue moved his lips and muttered silently: It hurts so much... Can someone save me...
Slowly, Jiang Jinyue closed his eyes and fainted.
When Jiang Jinyue regained consciousness, it was already dark.
The daylight disappeared and the room was pitch black. Only the curtains blown by the wind scraped against the wide-open windows, making a creaking sound.
The darkness in front of him made Jiang Jinyue sit up suddenly, and he staggered to turn on the light.
The incandescent light came on, the darkness faded away, and Jiang Jinyue slumped on the ground, gasping for breath.
His stomach was rumbling. Although he was obviously hungry, Jiang Jinyue didn't want to eat.
He paused for a moment, picked up his phone, straightened the chair that had been knocked over, and sat back down by the window.
The nightmares of the past were like a bound hell, and after those three months, Jiang Jinyue was trapped in it forever. The severe PTSD made it impossible for Jiang Jinyue to live a normal life.
But life must go on.
Jiang Jinyue opened the QQ group again, added the part-time group owner's QQ, and signed up for a health certificate.
Going out to work part-time is several times more difficult than queuing up to buy buns. The inevitable physical contact in the crowd is the biggest challenge Jiang Jinyue faces now.
Putting down his phone, Jiang Jinyue looked up at the moon outside the window. The moon on the 12th floor seemed to be much closer. He raised his hand and traced the outline of the moon with his fingertips.
The moon in H City was not much more beautiful than the moon in Ze County. Jiang Jinyue lowered his gaze and saw his hands again.
His nails were well grown on his fingers, with no needles stuck in them and no blood dripping. His fingertips were a light pink, indicating health.
Jiang Jinyue opened his own forum "Yue's Nest" and posted a new post: My hands are pretty good-looking.
For the first time in his life, Jiang Jinyue praised his body.
At this moment, there was a loud noise suddenly coming from upstairs, which seemed to be the sound of furniture being dragged on the floor.
When he moved in, the property management told him that the room upstairs was still empty. Could it be that a new tenant moved in today?
The dragging sound was intermittent, and Jiang Jinyue felt a little irritated, and a faint itch appeared on his back.
He scratched his back roughly, and when the dragging sound upstairs stopped, the itch on his back was still there, and even became more severe, worse than during the day.
Because of this, Jiang Jinyue went to the hospital several times. Going to the hospital was not easy for him. Sometimes the hospital was as crowded as a busy city.
After several examinations, the conclusions were mostly skin allergies and neurodermatitis. He was prescribed some ointment and the matter was left unresolved. However, no matter how many times Jiang Jinyue applied the ointment, he still couldn't relieve the severe itch on his shoulder blades.
Jiang Jinyue was scratching his back while taking out the ointment and smearing it on his back by grabbing the collar when another loud noise came from upstairs.
Unlike the dragging sound just now, this time it was the sound of glass breaking.
Jiang Jinyue subconsciously looked out the window. Countless glass fragments fell down, reflecting the light like broken stars.
In the broken starlight, Jiang Jinyue met a pair of eyes, dark, cold and indifferent.
Lu Qingmian actually fell from the building!
Jiang Jinyue's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the sound of clothes tearing came from his extremely itchy back. A pair of white wings broke through his shoulder blades and stretched out. Several white feathers floated into the air. Jiang Jinyue stepped onto the window sill without thinking and rushed out.
The newly born wings flapped awkwardly, and Jiang Jinyue had nothing else in his eyes. He stretched out his arms and rushed towards Lu Qingmian, who had fallen below the 10th floor.
Feeling the unfamiliar body temperature in his arms and the sudden weight of another person, Jiang Jinyue was dragged down half a meter. He immediately flapped his wings hard to stop his rapid fall.
Lu Qingmian was held in a thin embrace. He raised his head, and his dark eyes reflected Jiang Jinyue's beautiful face and the white wings fluttering behind him. His pupils suddenly shrank.
The night wind in the sky blew the hems of the two people's clothes fiercely, making them rustle.
Jiang Jinyue didn't care how Lu Qingmian in his arms looked at him. At this moment, a strange voice sounded in his mind:
"The host's heartbeat has been detected to be abnormally accelerated. The source of the increased heartbeat has been detected. The cheat code has been successfully bound!"
"Hello host, I am your super invincible Mary Sue gold finger."
"This time we're drawing a random Mary Sue event, an angel that can't escape."
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