Seventy-fifth bowl of soup (two)

Qinghuan woke up from the nightmare, and her back was already covered in sweat. She groped and turned on the bedside lamp, her heart full of laughter and crying.

It was the first time she had dreamed of that not very beautiful girlish period. For now, the hardships at that time were nothing. She got out of bed, poured a glass of red wine at the bar in the bedroom, toasted herself with a glass of moonlight, and then drank it all in one go.

Why do I dream about it? Maybe it’s because of the case I just took on today.

She runs a bar, but most of the time she doesn't stay inside, but walks around the world. She happened to come back a few days ago and heard a cry that was solemnly enduring when she passed a garden.

She is a fourteen-year-old girl who looks very cute and dresses very cleanly, but she doesn't know why she cries.

Qinghuan realized that she was not a good person. She was just curious, so she stopped and asked her why she was crying. The girl raised her head, gritted her teeth and didn't say anything, and ran away in panic like a frightened deer.

interesting.

So she followed her up. Her years of career gave her the endurance and perseverance that ordinary people did not have. She watched the little girl enter a medium and high-end community, followed the wall, and climbed to the 13th floor along the water pipe. After the little girl returned home, she first put down her schoolbag to do her homework, and was called by a gentle woman to have supper. Then the male owner of the house also came back and said hello with a smile. After the warm supper, the little girl returned to the room.

Then, she did something very strange.

First, she locked the door, then brought chairs, tables and other things to block it. It was so hot that she didn't take a shower. Not only did she not wash, she also wore several coats, which were tightly buttoned.

But all this was futile. In the darkness, the little girl nestled on the bed, hugged her knees and looked at the door in fear.

Then, when the bell rang at eleven o'clock, the door moved.

The furniture was tilted, and the middle-aged man who looked very kind came in. He was completely different from him at supper. If he was a standard elder at supper, then he was the beast that revealed his true form at this moment.

Qinghuan finished all this coldly outside the window. Whether it was the numbness of a girl or the man's ease of being familiar with her, it all showed that this was not the first time. She saw that the light was on the master bedroom. After the man vented, he returned to the master bedroom, talked to the woman for a while, and then went to bed.

The next morning, the girl woke up, put on her clothes and packed herself as usual, and after breakfast, she said goodbye to my aunt and uncle-in-law, and walked out of the house.

She hid in the park again, and cried to the big tree, calling her parents while crying. Qinghuan stood behind her and lit a cigarette, spit out the smoke ring and said lightly, "What's the use of calling them? It's better to believe in the so-called God."

Even the illusory gods that are most likely not exist are more trustworthy than relatives who are related to blood.

The girl was startled and looked at her with tears in her eyes. Qinghuan looked at her stupid appearance, like a kitten, her naturally curly hair looked fluffy, soft and cute. The corners of her mouth were raised and she reached out to rub her curly hair in the girl's fear, "Mom and Dad can't satisfy your wish, I'll help you."

Isn't it just that I don't want to suffer all this again? It's very simple.

The girl tilted her head and looked at her in confusion. Qinghuan flipped through her schoolbag and took out a pen, wrote down her phone number in the palm of her hand, "Tell me your wish after thinking about it."

Then she threw away half of her cigarettes and threw them into the trash can.

Um... Think about it carefully, that was about three hours ago? So she only slept for three hours. Qinghuan looked at the time. At 9:30 pm, she was originally hiding out at night. Recently, she is working hard to adjust her work and rest and pay attention to health to live for a long time. "Well..." She stretched comfortably, and smiled at herself reflected on the floor-to-celebrity window, "It's time to be a Santa Claus."

He changed into clothes that were easy to move, tied his long curly hair into a ponytail, and picked a few weapons on his body, and Qinghuan went out casually.

At 9:30 pm, most people's nightlife begins. Qinghuan walked on the street. She was wearing ordinary sportswear, dark pink on her face, deliberate eyes, and a pair of rustic red-framed glasses. She looked like any thirty-year-old woman in this city.

But no one knows how deadly she is.

At the intersection of traffic lights, the green light just turned on. A black sedan driver stepped on the accelerator, but the next second he suddenly felt something penetrated his ears. Because it hurt too much, he subconsciously reached out to cover it, but the steering wheel was loosened - accompanied by the harsh sound of brakes, a very miserable traffic accident. A black sedan hit a large truck, and the driver died on the spot, while the large truck was unscathed, which just scared the truck driver.

However, it was the car driver who turned his head on himself, so it was not the other person's turn to take responsibility.

The girl was taken to the police station by her aunt in a daze and didn't know what was going on. Until she saw the smoking woman she had seen passing by. Today, she was wearing a big red tight skirt, revealing her slender legs and deep grooves. The twelve-centimeter red high heels made people shocked.

Then she heard the policeman constantly apologizing to the woman: "I'm sorry, sorry! Miss, I really admitted my mistake by accident-"

"Miss? Your whole family is a lady! Is there a law that I cannot stand on the street in such a dress? Why is it a good idea to wear a tight skirt? I see that you have lost your brain to get rid of pornography! Is there anyone who is a policeman like this?!"

The policeman kept apologizing with a bitter face, but he thought to himself, but your style is really similar... Think about it, he was dressed like this and put on heavy makeup, standing in the red light area and glaring at the man coming and going. Can't blame him for misunderstandings? Who knew that this person was a thorny person. He had been paying for so long for more than two hours since he entered the police station. She was still not satisfied. She swears without dirty words, and she doesn't have any words.

It's so embarrassing, it's so embarrassing.

"Forget it, I'll forgive you if I'm in a good mood today. Next time I'll put a highlight on my eyes, otherwise don't blame me for complaining about you! I'll post it online! Then you will be famous at that time!"

The police continued to laugh, "Yes, yes, it's my fault, little - ah no, you have a lot of beauty, let me go this time!"

The girl stared at this side and Qinghuan also saw it. She smiled at the girl and made a lip pose, probably: Gift, do you like it?

The girl lowered her head, Qinghuan felt that this action was very good. After all, the police around her who thought they were heartbroken should not be seen by the police. The girl who lived in her aunt's house and who was deeply loved by her aunt's uncle, smiled after hearing the news of her uncle's death. That was too inhumane.

But, human feelings, what is that? Can it be eaten?

Dafa merciful let the little policeman who was soon to be ruined. Qinghuan shrugged and finally left the police station. The little policeman took his hat and wiped his sweat. The first time in his life he encountered such a difficult woman... But his colleagues on the side came over to poke him, "Hey, hey, hey, it's so lucky. That beauty is so hot, look at her breasts, at least this." She made a very vulgar gesture. "You won't like someone and take them back as a street girl, right? You have so many tricks on the anti-pornography team."

Little policeman: "..." I said I was innocent, do you believe it? The main reason is that the beauty leaned against the corner of the wall and hooked him in plain clothes. Her expression, eyes, movements and expressions looked so hard that they didn't see it. They would catch them when they saw it! Absolutely!

Qing Huan took off the sunglasses on her face and long curly burgundy hair on her head, threw it into the trash can, and then took out a windbreaker from her bag and put it on. She instantly became an independent and intellectual mature white-collar worker.

Her grasp and mastery of human nature can be said to be perfect. The old police officers were deceived, let alone ordinary people. I happened to see a thief wearing jeans stealing a mobile phone from a young man's pocket. When Qinghuan passed by him, she took the thief's wallet and mobile phone. She held it in her hand and found that it was a famous brand, which cost at least five or six thousand yuan.

The one he stole was a domestic brand, and he died of less than 2,000 yuan.

Tsk, this is life. It’s a blessing to lose her horse. She just wants the thief to understand this truth, and the other way around is the same.

The next day she went to see the girl and gave her the second big gift.

So, the girl's aunt rolled down the stairs and hit her head and turned into a vegetable because of her husband's car accident. It spread in an instant and was also published in the newspaper. For a time, many kind people automatically donated money to the little girl, but her aunt and uncle had no children. Houses, cars, and bank deposits all became the girl's property. She would have no future in the future and could live a happy and comfortable life with this money.

Qinghuan once again felt that she was very kind. Not only did she confiscate a dime, she also gave the girl such a big gift.

At night, her cell phone rang, and she lazily picked it up. The girl was stuttering and thanked her with a young and stuttering feeling, and said she wanted to give her all the money.

But what did she want to do? She had it herself. So she only said one sentence: "Don't lock the door when you go to bed at night." Then she hung up the phone.

Who knew that the little girl refused to give up and called her again and again. In the end, Qinghuan was so annoyed by her that she couldn't help, "I don't like money, I only like people. If you really want to repay me, I'll sell you to me!"

But just this casual sentence created her nightmare from this day on.
Chapter completed!