The man put his hand under the faucet, and clear tap water flowed out.
The fingers of those hands were long and slender, the knuckles were strong, and the raised joints on the wrists were particularly delicate.
After washing off the hand soap and wiping his hands with a piece of paper, the man pushed open the door. Suddenly, the music was deafening. A man and a woman were singing passionately to each other, while others were cheering, drinking, and throwing dice. But both singers were tone-deaf and their voices were out of tune.
The young man leaned against the bathroom door and lit a cigarette. Looking up, the neon lights in the private room illuminated the straight nose, casting a shadow on the cheek. The white shirt under the black suit was not tied with a tie, but instead had two buttons open. He had a slender neck and a sexy Adam's apple.
"Yue Song!" When others saw him coming out, they waved and called him, "Come on, keep drinking."
Yue Song walked over with a cigarette between his fingers and drank a few more glasses. Looking at the watch, it was already past midnight, so he stopped others from pouring him a drink: "I have a meeting in three hours, so I have to go first."
The friend complained: "It's midnight now."
Yue Song propped up his chin and said, "It's a video conference with Country M. It's afternoon there."
"Fuck, boring!" my friend scolded me, "You're a workaholic."
Yue Song smiled, put out his cigarette, and said hello to everyone: "I'm leaving first."
He left the room and closed the soundproof door, and his ears immediately felt much better.
Jinding KTV is a well-known entertainment club in K City. He and his friends often come here. The waiter in the corridor recognizes him and bows to make way for him with a professional smile: "Master Yue."
Yue Song nodded casually, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and took out his mobile phone with the other hand, ready to call the driver.
But before he could make the call, the soundproof door of a private room next to him opened without warning, and a man almost jumped out and grabbed Yue Song's arm!
Yue Song looked at her in surprise, only to see a face with heavy makeup and hair dyed in a non-mainstream color.
And those eyes are too big. If you remove the excessive mascara and eyeshadow, this should be a pair of big and beautiful eyes. It's just that the eyeshadow is too heavy and the mascara is too thick, so the makeup effect is too exaggerated, as if the eyes take up one-third of the face.
"Don't let her run away!" Yue Song heard someone shouting in the room. The voice sounded a little flustered.
At the same time, someone had already hugged the girl's waist from behind and was pulling her back forcefully.
The girl's hand that was holding Yue Song's arm was already weak, and as she was dragged, her hand slid along Yue Song's arm to her wrist, then to her hand, and finally her fingertips detached.
From catching to escaping, it actually only took two or three seconds. The girl was dragged in and the soundproof door was immediately closed. No matter what was inside or what was happening, it was trapped inside this door and had nothing to do with Yue Song.
But Yue Song believed what he saw. In the brief two or three seconds just now, the girl who was dragged back and seemed unable to speak, her lips painted almost dark brown and black, were moving, and the shape of her lips was clearly saying - save me!
Yue Song turned around to call the waiter, but the waiter had already disappeared around the corner.
Yue Song turned his head, stared at the door for a second, then suddenly pushed it open and went in - even though she didn't look like a good girl, he couldn't just ignore her when he saw her asking for help.
The people in the house didn't expect someone to come in suddenly. The people who were still awake were startled and stood up and shouted, "What are you doing? Who are you?"
There were several people lying on the sofa, unconscious and dazed. Yue Song knew what was going on as soon as he saw it.
But he couldn't care about these people, he only cared about the girl who had just asked him for help. The girl was placed on the sofa, limp and apparently about to lose consciousness.
He walked over and turned her over, pried open her eyelids and looked at her pupils, then frowned.
"Fuck your mother! Can't you hear me?" A non-mainstream young man with many tattoos on his body came over and pushed him.
Yue Song suddenly grabbed the man's wrist, frowned and said, "Her condition is very bad, we have to send her to the hospital!"
Someone else rushed over and waved his fist: "Go to your uncle's hospital!"
The waiter was delivering drinks from another private room. When he passed room 628, he was almost hit by the door that suddenly opened. He was so scared that he stuck to the wall.
The person who broke open the door was a non-mainstream youth with blond hair. He fell to the ground groaning and couldn't get up. Obviously, it was thrown out by someone.
Immediately afterwards, another tattooed young man was thrown out. He rolled twice on the floor and stopped only after hitting the wall.
Shit, was there a fight?
Just as the waiter was about to call security, another person came out. Not only did the young man have blood at the corner of his mouth, but his suit and shirt were also messy. He was holding a girl in his arms who looked unconscious.
The waiter was surprised when he saw this person: "Master Yue?"
"Call the police, someone is taking drugs." Yue Song said in a deep voice, "Also, call an ambulance quickly! This girl is dying!"
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The light in the ambulance was not bright. The girl opened her eyes, and those eyes, which should have been beautiful but were painted too much, were filled with fear and regret.
She kept holding Yue Song's hand. The force was not strong, but Yue Song couldn't bear to break free.
If you look closely, you can actually see that underneath the heavy makeup is a very young face. She has beautiful facial features and if she takes off her makeup, she should be a pretty girl.
Yue Song was sure that she did not take drugs on her own initiative. If she had taken the initiative, she wouldn't have run out to ask for help.
But in the end I took a wrong step.
Seeing the fear and regret in those eyes, Yue Song softened his heart. He held her hand and comforted her gently: "Don't be afraid, we'll be at the hospital soon, everything will be fine."
There seemed to be gratitude in the girl's eyes, and her lips seemed to move, but she eventually lost consciousness...
Yue Song wasted a lot of time and missed the video conference with the client from Country M, but ultimately failed to save the girl's life. He accompanied her through the last journey of her life and watched her flower-like life wither away prematurely.
The police came, recorded his statement, and also found out her identity.
——Zhang Yansheng, female, 21 years old, unmarried.
At such a young age, he made a mistake and ruined his life.
"It must be her first time," the police said. "She's physically sensitive to it. What a pity, she's still so young. Her family seems to be quite wealthy."
Yue Song said: "She didn't take the initiative to smoke."
"We're still investigating. The group of people have been taken to the police station, but no results have been given yet. So, do you have any evidence?"
"No." Yue Song said, "I felt it."
He went to see the girl one last time.
The nurse had already wiped her face clean. She was indeed a very beautiful girl, and so young. I don’t know why she mixed up with those people and lost her life in vain.
Yue Song felt sorry for her.
He bent down, gently stroked her forehead, and whispered softly: "May you walk the right path in your next life."
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If you walk by the river often, you will get your feet wet. Zhang Yansheng has been rebellious all his life, but in the end he finally fell.
She always felt that she could control the situation. These bad friends were secretly trying to lead her astray. She followed them in doing small things, such as smoking and drinking. But when they really wanted to take her to take drugs, she stopped at the brink of disaster.
After all, there is a line in my heart, and I know that the bottom line cannot be crossed. But she didn't expect that these people were much more cruel than she thought. They put drugs in her drink.
But no one expected that Zhang Yansheng had a sensitive physique to this kind of thing, and this cup of drink with "stuff" cost her life.
What Zhang Yansheng remembered in the last moments of his life was a handsome face. His pupils are dark and his nose is straight. Spots of blood splattered on his white shirt, making his jawline look eerily sexy.
But that person was unexpectedly gentle. In the last moments of her life when she was most fearful and weak, he held her hand and comforted her gently.
But she eventually fell into darkness. There seemed to be a terrifying whirlpool in the cold darkness, which was getting deeper and deeper.
Many scenes passed by my eyes——
She saw herself die, and her death was not glorious. Not many people felt sad for her.
The father just sighed, shed two tears, and asked his secretary to contact the funeral home: "Give her a proper funeral."
"Decent" meant spending more money, and all he had given her as a father was money.
The young stepmother gave a few hypocritical words of comfort in front of others, but the corners of her mouth curled up where no one could see. Of course she was happy that there was no longer any daughter from the original wife competing for the family property or arguing with her.
The naughty brother had been spoiled so much that he just snorted through his nose at the death of his sister.
To Zhang Yansheng's surprise, at the funeral, there was actually someone crying sadly for her.
She is her stepmother's younger sister. Since she was a child, the younger sister has longed to be close to her and become her sister. But Zhang Yansheng hated her, so how could he possibly pay attention to her?
She never expected that in the end, the only one who cried so sadly for her was her younger sister.
Zhang Yansheng felt that his life was not worth it. She was always rebellious because of her annoying stepmother. She smoked and drank, didn't go to school properly, and hung out with a bunch of bad friends. In the end, she was betrayed and killed. The result is that our relatives are sad and our enemies are happy.
Zhang Yansheng regretted it very much. If she were given another chance to live again, she would never live like this again.
How can you ruin your life for people you hate!
Just as she was thinking this and feeling remorseful, she heard a voice coming, vague and distant, as if separated by time and space.
——"May you walk the right path in your next life."
With this blessing, light broke through the darkness!
Zhang Yansheng opened his eyes in the light and returned to six years ago.
At this time, she was only fifteen years old and had just begun to rebel. One little foot is lifted up, and from then on, it is about to embark on the wrong path in life.
Bah, never!
No one in this life can ruin her life.
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