Only an old lady was staggering by carrying vegetables, she was walking unsteadily and leaning on a cane.
She squinted her eyes and saw the scene inside.
"Hey, young men, why are you bullying a little girl? This is wrong."
Someone cursed.
"You old woman, it's none of your business. Get out of here and don't meddle in other people's business."
The old man was old, with wrinkles all over his face and gray hair, but he still couldn't stand their bad behavior.
Dissuade again.
"If you don't learn well at such a young age, you will only do bad things."
As she spoke she stumbled in.
Ruan Mian recognized her as the old woman who had borrowed salt from him before, so he reminded her.
"Grandma, please leave quickly. They are bad people and will hurt you."
The innocent cannot be implicated.
The old woman didn't stop, and the man, who was disturbed, pushed her impatiently.
Suddenly the vegetables were scattered all over the floor and the tomatoes rolled away.
"Ouch, my waist! I'm afraid it's broken."
Ruan Mian walked through the crowd to help her, but unexpectedly the old man whispered.
"You better leave now. I'll block them. Don't be afraid. They won't do anything to an old woman like me."
The girl naturally refused. How could she let an old man in his seventies or eighties risk his own life to save her?
But the old lady was so strong that she pushed her away.
The gangsters quickly chased after him but the old man grabbed his trouser legs and they were unable to break free for a while.
Ruan Mian hurriedly asked passers-by for help, but no one helped him because they were too powerful to offend.
She ran to the nearest public phone booth to call the police and gave them the address.
The other party said he would come immediately.
As a result, as soon as the girl hung up the phone, she saw that the old lady was fine.
She was still bending over to pick up fallen tomatoes and put them into the bag one by one, with her back hunched.
"Grandma, are you okay?"
The old man explained.
"Somehow, they just ran away."
Maybe he was scared away because he heard Ruan Mian calling the police, but I didn’t see anyone coming out of the alley.
The girl looked past the old man and inside. The deep and dark road seemed to have no end in sight, and there was indeed no one there.
She didn't notice the fresh bloodstains on the corner of the old man's clothes.
In the alley, in the trash can.
There were several more tightly tied garbage bags, and a few men's fingers were exposed from the gaps that were not covered tightly, and they were still dripping with blood.
Ruan Mian went upstairs with her and rang the doorbell, but it seemed no one was home.
"Grandma, do you have your keys?"
The old man said that he had a bad memory, so he didn’t bring it.
go home.
Zhou Shuo is not here. He is looking for an internship recently and it is unknown when he will be back.
The old lady was sitting on the sofa to rest, and the usually docile little orange suddenly got angry.
He stared at the old man with great aggression.
"Don't be afraid, grandma is a good person, she even saved me."
The girl held the cat in her arms and tried to comfort it, but it didn't help much.
"It might be that it's not used to the smell of strangers. Sorry."
When cooking, the girl was clumsy in cooking.
The old man came closer and told her to add some light soy sauce first.
Ruan Mian felt a little uncomfortable. There was no bad smell on the other person, but she inexplicably felt a sense of insecurity.
Don't want to get too close.
Have a meal.
The little orange cat was restless and jumped up and down, making harsh breathing sounds, so the girl had to put it in a cage temporarily.
It's already late and the neighbor downstairs hasn't come back yet.
Ruan Mian cleaned up the house and let the old man live in his own room.
At night, a pair of bright eyes glowed in the darkness as they walked and pushed open the bedroom door.
The girl frowned, feeling groggy in her dream. She felt heavy, as if something was pressing down on her and she couldn't breathe.
wake up.
Looking in the mirror, she discovered that her neck was covered with tiny spots of scars, which hurt a little when she touched them gently.
What kind of insect bite is this?
The situation on the ankles is even worse, with the bites on the delicate skin looking very creepy.
I sprayed it with floral water, and then used alcohol to disinfect it out of concern.
After the old man came downstairs, she went to the balcony to pack her clothes and found that two more pieces were missing, and they were underwear.
The atmosphere in the room also made people feel even more uncomfortable, as if there were countless pairs of eyes on the wall watching their every move.
It felt much better when I returned to Zhou Shuo's bedroom.
The house was empty, but luckily Xiaoju was there, rubbing Ruan Mian's neck.
In the summer, cicadas chirp incessantly, and the sycamore leaves outside the window rustle in the wind.
The girl sat in a chair, drinking ice-cold soda, burped comfortably, and held the kitten in her arms.
Quiet and comfortable.
The resident of Room 201 in the same building is a divorced middle-aged man with a five-year-old daughter.
You can often hear him cursing at people, his voice loud and clear, and the little girl crying.
The neighbors reported me for disturbing the public and the property management came several times.
None of them could withstand the man's violent temper. The worst time was when he chased them with a knife.
No one was so scared that they dared to knock on the door of Room 201 again.
Ruan Mian was shocked by his own cooking skills these days. Worried about food poisoning, he went downstairs to buy instant noodles.
When she came back, it was already dark and she heard faint crying in the corridor.
When I walked to the second floor, I saw a little girl in a red skirt with her back to me, crying in the corner.
“Wuwuwu…”
"Woo woo woo."
The pitiful voice echoed in the dilapidated corridor, and the small advertisements on the wall were yellowed and stained with dirt.
The old-fashioned voice-controlled lights sometimes worked and sometimes didn't, and the flickering dim light added a bit of horror.
Ruan Mian was a little scared. She clenched her fingers tightly around the shopping bag and her breathing became lighter.
The little girl covered her face so I couldn't see what she looked like, but I had to pass by her to go upstairs.
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