A man covered in blood was lying on the ground. He looked young and moaned, and was still awake. His hands were pressing his stomach with his tail ring.

Xie Min stood next to him panting, clenching her fists tightly, her knuckles turned white, as if she had just had a fight with someone.

"Thank you!" Su Ci called him.

Hearing the familiar voice, Xie Min turned her head and looked over.

"Sister, he seems to be your brother's friend. He has been to our house before. Do you still remember?"

Su Ci looked at the man carefully and felt familiar just now. Now she saw the ring on the man's finger and was sure it was Yin Song.

This person's enemies are flying all over the sky, and it is not surprising that they will be held hatred by others.

"Xie Min, did you help him drive someone away?"

Xie Min nodded, worried about him, "He seems to be almost out of reach, and he doesn't want me to call the police and call 120. Sister, how can we save him?"

After confirming that Xie Min was not injured, Su Ci felt relieved, "Thank you little, have you ever heard a story?"

"What story, sister?" Xie Min tilted her head in confusion.

Su Ci looked at Yin Song who was slung on the ground, and his tone was slow, meaning: "The farmer and the snake, Mr. Dongguo and the wolf, Hao Jian and the little old lady."

Yin Song: “…”

Xie Min scratched the skin on her face and said stutteringly: "Sister, we just don't care about him, isn't it good?"

"Thank you little, kindness needs to be used right, but I almost got stabbed to death by him last time."

Su Ci stepped on her small high heels and took two steps forward, and suddenly stopped.

The man on the ground lowered his head, and a strand of hair on his forehead mixed with blood and mud stuck to his face. His bloody fingers supported the ground, slowly got up, leaving a handprint on the ground.

His eyes were gloomy and lonely, he covered his stomach with one hand, his face was pale and shaking, and he walked towards Su Ci with difficulty.

"Sister, be careful!"

Xie Min looked alert and was always wary of him attacking Su Ci.

Yin Song suddenly raised his arm and stretched out his fist.

Su Ci took a small step back and prepared to kick him away as soon as he started. Unexpectedly, a small thing fell out of Yin Song's palm.

The silver ring hung on the man's mottled and dirty fingers, and a pair of metal-like little man keychains were swaying around, carrying his blood on it.

"Give it to your brother..."

Every word Yin Song said was like sand mixed with thin lips, dry and cleaved blood, a gloomy and handsome face, a colorful hang on his forehead, a bloody ball, and his eyes were scattered and dull.

He was so embarrassed that he did not affect his appearance at all.

Su Ci didn't react a little, and the keychain fell on her palm, and the cold and sticky touch was extremely real.

He looked down and saw the silver-white object, two smiling little dolls holding hands.

What he had held tightly in his hand for a long time was a gift to Su Wangnian?

Yin Song coughed, probably because he was punched hard by someone in his stomach, and he even had difficulty breathing. He covered his stomach and left with one deep and one shallow.

Xie Min looked at the man's miserable figure and whispered: "Sister, he is so pitiful."

Su Ci was a little confused about Yin and Song dynasties.

In the novel, Su Wangnian did have a car accident because of Yin Song. Now it seems that he has no malice to her brother?

Su Ci watched Yin Song disappear at the exit of the alley, looked away, "Let's go home."

Xie Ming's compassion for the world came and went quickly. After hearing her words, the corners of her lips curled up and smiled.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Ah," Xie Min blinked, "I just suddenly want to be with my sister like this all the time."
Chapter completed!