"No," Seeing the lawyer's attitude of being out of the matter, Xie Shaochen suddenly became anxious, "Then I'm going to be beaten for nothing?"

The lawyer rolled up his eyelids and glanced at him with a chill: "It's okay not to fight for nothing. Then think clearly. If you sue others, the compensation may be a little medical expenses, and you have to pay back a series of expenses such as mental loss. If her father is determined to argue with you and asks the constable to focus on you, you will have to be more trouble."

Xie Shaochen was speechless several times. This was the only time he could use the opportunity to take revenge on the law. He didn't want to give up just like that. But whenever he turned red and his neck was thick and he wanted to argue, there would always be an invisible hand that would tie his throat so that he could not make a sound. That was guilty. If he had been a thief, he would still be guilty after all.

Indeed, with my dark history, I should not be considered a perfect victim. Even a real victim is not considered a real victim. Even the constable will probably only scold him in his heart.

After thinking about it, Xie Shaochen was afraid after all. He didn't want to get himself to prison for a breath. After paying all the fees he should pay, he escaped from the office in shame.

The lawsuit was not completed, but the consultation fee had to be paid as required. He had spent so much money to adjust the surveillance before, and he was so angry that he was so angry.

"What!" As soon as he left the door, he stared at the closed door panel fiercely and cursed in a low voice, "I can't win the lawsuit, I'm still here to pick me up! I'm so embarrassed to charge so much consultation fee!"

After cursing for a while, the jade slip in his pocket rang. Xie Shaochen took it out and looked at it, his face changed again and again. He looked around and hurriedly avoided the bathroom at the end of the corridor.

It was a message from my mother. After being so angry outside, she suddenly heard the sound of Jialuo. Xie Shaochen felt a strong feeling of sadness. No matter what he did or how many mistakes he made, only his family will not dislike him and will always tolerate himself...

He also wanted to confide in them once, but he couldn't. Now he hid in a compartment, locked the door, sat on the toilet lid, leaned his head against the wall behind him, and tried to keep his voice calm.

"Well... I'm fine, it's all good, you guys should pay more attention to your health."

With his wounds on his face, he fabricated his recent luck. He had good performance and was praised by his boss to raise his salary. He had a good relationship with his colleagues and went to a colleague's birthday party a few days ago... There were so many things that he was about to believe him.

The mother obviously had no doubts. She just called the news and exchanged greetings with her son, mainly asking about how he was looking for a partner for Shaorong.

"You have so many colleagues in your company, and you have a good relationship with you. You can just choose one to introduce it to Shaorong! That girl, a man in the village recently fell in love with her, but she didn't like her. She was going to marry the city. She urged me to ask you all night, you are a big girl and you are not ashamed of being embarrassed-"

"By the way, how are you and Xinxin? This girl is the same. I have to call her for the communications to say a few words to her. I am always a family member early and late, why don't I know how many communications I get at home?"

Hearing this name, Xie Shaochen suddenly fell silent, as if he was a different life.

"Why are you talking?" Xie's mother asked again from the opposite side, "Is there a quarrel?"

"...No cherry blossoms" Xie Shaochen felt that every word he had to say was a torment, but in order to abide by his mother's heart, he still had to go on, "We didn't quarrel, it's good."

"She is... a little afraid of being a child and introverted. She doesn't communicate much with her own family."

"Oh..." The loud voice from the jade slip occupied the compartment, "It's not okay for a girl to be too introverted! When she gets married in the future, I have to teach her well! I remember when I just married your father..."

Listening to his mother talking about how to be a good wife with her own experience, Xie Shaochen didn't want anything else. His body was sometimes curled up, sometimes stiff, his eyes were red, and he kept grabbing his hair, trying to restrain his urge to cry.

When things got to this point, she would not pay attention to her anymore, and he would never meet such a good girl again...

He felt that he was like a trapped beast living in a dark and dense forest. There were dangers everywhere here. In order to survive, he had to rely on his fangs and claws to grow a thorn to make himself full of aggressiveness. But one thing, when he met a delicate flower, he picked it up and wanted to protect it gingerly, but his claws still hurt it.

...

For the next period of time, he insisted on his last persistence and never signed a letter of understanding for the Song family.

The Song family had never come to him for this, and they didn't seem to want him to sign. In their opinion, he was a perpetrator from beginning to end, and asking such a person to "forgive" his daughter was a humiliation to his daughter.

Although he was still unwilling to accept it, because he was afraid that Song's father would bite him back, Xie Shaochen did not dare to jump too high and demand a heavy sentence. He could only let it go, at most, he would curse it a few times sooner or later.

Mrs. Yang did not take any more action. She was not a woman with strong vengeance, but she turned into a lioness when she protected her daughter. Now that her daughter is crazy, she is all her thoughts on her daughter, and she has no energy to deal with Song Panlei again.

Someone, Yi Xin received a coupon, a copy of the script sent to her by Xie Shaochen. It turned out that he did not destroy it at the beginning. It was always his way of doing things, and it really looked like his style...

The micro-film has been re-shooted, and I can't win anything with this copy. But after all, it was the manuscript she wrote hard at the beginning, so she left a memorial.

Although the two are now in a "semi-breaking state", it is reasonable and Yi Xin thinks that he should still say thank you.

The news was sent out smoothly, but he did not delete himself. He never had the habit of deleting friends, so he naturally would not delete him. There seemed to be no change, but many things have indeed changed.

For example, he never replied to himself.

Maybe he will never go back, so he will not post it again. Yi Xin tried hard to suppress his lost mood and put the jade slip aside.

That's it...at least they are still friends in micro-time and space, but they just know each other tacitly and will not contact each other again.

Life is probably like this. Friends walk together for a while, and every time they pass by a stop, they will gradually get farther and farther away from some people. When they go to the junior department, they will be alienated from the friends in the kindergarten department, and when they go to the senior department, they will be alienated from the friends in the junior department. When they graduate and work, how many friends in the senior department will be left now?

Since parting is the norm, I cannot cry every time I experience it. It is time to look forward. She also believes that in the days ahead, she will definitely make better friends.

***

Holy Academy is about to welcome a group of exchange students from Zhiyuan College, Yixiguo.

On the day before the exchange students officially entered school, Jing Chuzhuo sat in his office. It was obvious that it was Dabai, but the office had thick curtains, which made the whole room shrouded in the darkness of Zheng.

The owner of the room sat backlight, and at his desk, a huge shadow was pulled long. He sat in this shadow, his face was dark and unclear, and only the light reflected from the glasses became the only light source in this dark room.

I don't know how long it took, but the office door was suddenly pushed open. A figure came into his mind without invitation, and seemed to be more masterful than him.

"You are the exchange student this time?" Jing Chuzhuo raised his head slightly. After seeing the person clearly, a hint of mockery quickly appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It was there that person who sent you here and monitor me nearby."

The person who came was a young girl. She was tall, her face was not beautiful, but she was full of pride and confidence, and her eyes were particularly beautiful. Her hair was just trimmed to the length of the shawl, and the ends of her hair exploded slightly, and there were a few colorful ribbons woven in her hair. In addition, she added a bit of exotic style.

She wore a large string of silver bracelets on each of her wrists, and she clattered when she raised her hands. Now she casually raised her arms and leaned against the door frame, showing no discomfort at the abnormal low temperature in the office.

"The Lord feels that you are a little restless recently." The girl did not lie with him and clearly put down her words, "You seem to be too concerned about that girl. The Lord wants me to remind you not to waste our skills and do irrelevant things."

In the shadow, the lines on Jing Chuzhuo's face became tighter. He slowly took off his glasses and put them on the desk. When he raised his head, there was no longer the gentleness and elegance that was disguised in front of others, and there was a sense of horror and coldness in his eyes.

"I've passed it. The purpose of my return this time is to completely eliminate the campus. What's wrong with curbing a budding campus?"

"Is that?" the girl snorted softly, her tone and eyes were both arrogant, as if she was looking at a failed experimental product, "You know the best in your heart whether you have any extra thoughts!"

"I don't know whether I know clearly or not, I don't need to explain it to you." Jing Chuzhuo's voice became colder, and he was not stingy with vicious words. "You are like a dog. As long as anyone throws you a piece of flesh and bone, you can be a slave for him. This was the case before you died, and it is still the case now!"

The girl was irritated: "Jing Chuzhuo, do you want to fight?"

Faced with her anger, Jing Chuzhuo smiled instead. He put on his glasses again, and his face returned to a constant smile, as if he had become the handsome mentor who cared for the students.

"If I still need to apply for school registration for you, it's better to be polite to me." He deliberately slowly flipped through the list of exchange students on the table in front of her, "Student Ye Lin."

The girl in front of me turned out to be Ye Lin, who had assisted Chi Yunshi in the Alchemist Guild, and had already died in that chaos!

But now, the girl who should have died was standing here with a good gambling look. She quickly changed into a charming expression and walked to Jing Chuzhuo's desk.

"Yes, you have to help me with admission. So which class should I enter?"

She also leaned over to look through the list, "Let me see, can you just enter your girl's class? By the way, you can also protect her "closely" for you."

She deliberately added accent to the word "close" without hiding the threatening meaning in her words.

"You are so old, so don't pretend to be young in the first grade." Jing Chuzhuo was calm and smiled faintly at her, "I'm afraid you will be mistaken for the students' parents by the tutor."

Ye Lin's face turned gloomy and turned over, and finally she couldn't help but roaring three words:

"Jing! Chu! Zhuo!"

...

The next day, an exchange student transferred to Yi Xin's class.

There are not many exchange students from Zhiyuan College. Although they are all over the class, not every class has the opportunity to transfer to new members. So now the students in the class are more excited. The boys hope that the person who comes will be a beautiful woman, while the girl secretly hopes that the person who comes to the school will be a handsome man. Some people are also looking forward to it, but they deliberately slander-like in order to be innovative. How beautiful people from the country can be? Maybe they are just a village bus.

Yi Xin did not participate in everyone's discussion, but she also felt a vague excitement in her heart. I hope... the other party will be a person who is easy to get along with.

The exchange student is a girl.

Her name is Rimu Chenxi, she is wearing a white sweater, neat red-brown short hair, and red-framed glasses. Her face is not beautiful, but it is very clean, giving people a sense of affinity. Ordinary facial features also have a special charm when combined together.

She did not cut her bangs, and she exposed her broad forehead openly, with a few acne spread on her forehead. This may be fatal to some young girls, but it obviously did not put pressure on her. She greeted everyone cheerfully, and after the seats were arranged by her tutor, she simply greeted everyone around the seats.

Sunset and morning light, this is a very interesting name. Two extremely opposite words are combined together, revealing the meaning of "half-clear and half-abnign". I am really curious about what kind of wishes her parents put on her when they name them?

In the first class, although the tutor was still writing on the blackboard, the students' attention was obviously on the new classmate early.

So as soon as the get out of class was over, everyone gathered around her seat and talked to her. And Rimu Chenxi was not afraid of being a child at all. She seemed to be very humorous and quickly made many people laugh. She integrated half of this new class in the shortest time.

Yi Xin saw it and really envied her. She could adapt so quickly when she first arrived at a place where she was unfamiliar with her. Is this kind of communication skill born or developed after training...?

There were many celebrity pendants on her schoolbag, and it seemed that she was still a star-chasing person. Xu Wenwen ran to fiddle with her pendants and shouted excitedly: "Wow! Are you also a fan of Prince Nan?" She quickly stretched out one hand and handed it to her, "Come on, family, shake hands!"

Sometimes the friendship between star-chasing people is that simple. We all like the same idol, that is, family. But accordingly, it is also easy to anger the star-chasing people.

"Oh, another crazy fan of Yan Nanqing came." A boy muttered next to him.

"What are you!" Xu Wenwen jumped up suddenly, "Do you think Nan Prince's fans are all brainless fans?"

The boys were not showing weakness: "Am I wrong? Yan Nanqing is just a man who is not a man or a woman. He can't sing and dance, and has no acting skills. I really don't understand what so many girls like him. He may not be so filial to his parents. What is he who is not a brainless fan?"

Anyone who is familiar with Xu Wenwen in the class knows that she is a senior fan of Yan Nanqing. Now that she lacks her face to harm Yan Nanqing, Xu Wenwen is so angry that she has a big fight with him on the spot.

"Oh, I'm sorry Chenxi." After scolding the other party, Xu Wenwen remembered to apologize to Rimu Chenxi next to her, telling her not to mind. The main reason is that the boy owes scolding, and she has not always been so fierce.

"No." Rimu Chenxi smiled, "It's all family members, I understand your mood."
Chapter completed!