Holding You Into My Arms - Chapter 67

Lin Qingxuan yelled at his throat. Everyone took out their phones and looked at them. Even Fu Yanzhou, who had never participated in anything, got up and pulled off the charging phone, and asked Zhu Xiaomei to post him a Weibo.

“Zhao Ye is really a **** scumbag.” Lin Qingxuan said while sliding his finger down.

Lu Zhicheng also sighed after reading it, “Hey, I didn’t expect Senior Sister Yan to like this kind of person, I’m afraid it’s because of eye problems.”

“I think your eyes have a problem,” Lin Qingxuan glanced at him, “Didn’t you mean to her some time ago?”

“No, no!” Lu Zhicheng hurriedly denied.

Although she had a good impression of Yan Xuejie at the beginning, since she learned that the school forum posts were made by her, that good impression has disappeared, and she even feels that she is different from the others, and she has two faces.

The front is gentle and generous, the rear is… scary.

After Zhu Xiaomei finished reading, Shen Zhan raised her phone without raising her eyelids, “Senior, don’t you read it? The comments are now embarrassing for you.”

“Don’t look.” Shen Zhan hit the keyboard in response.

Lin Qingxuan took two steps, leaned in front of him, looked carefully for a while and said: “You didn’t know about this long ago, did you?”

Shen Zhan gave a faint hum.

From Jiang Xiaowen looking for a lawyer, reporting the case, to the court, and then to the trial.

It takes at least a month before and after, and it’s the kind of rush.

“I… fuck?” Lin Qingxuan stared, “I thought you didn’t do anything.”

“Is Shen Zhan so bullying?” Lu Zhicheng interrupted.

Shen Zhan’s expression was still faint, and he was not so happy to see it.

“The court that opened yesterday afternoon was completely exposed today. It is still the front page of Huaxin Daily. Tsk…” Lin Qingxuan shook his head thoughtfully, “The last three media was called… ?”

“Star News Express.” Lu Zhicheng answered.

Lin Qingxuan curled the corners of her lips and smiled, “Huaxin Daily can rub it on the ground.”

“Isn’t that nonsense, after all, the official media.” Lu Zhicheng said.

Lin Qingxuan turned back, “You really don’t see it? Don’t you see how Zhao Ye got scolded?”

“Don’t look, I’m not interested.” Shen Zhan said.

Lin Qingxuan shrugged and walked back to the seat. As soon as he sat down, all three legs of the chair were raised, leaving only one supporting point. He shook his legs and said, “I’ll help you see.”

[My mom, it’s a shocking turn! An ant can’t bear to trample to death? ? ? Are you doing volunteer activities during winter and summer vacations? ? ? Have been outstanding three-good students since childhood? ? ? It turned out to be a rapist? ? ? 】

-Laugh to death, when my mother stood up and said that an ant couldn’t bear to trample to death, I felt very confused. These days, there are people who can’t bear to trample on ants to smash good people? Unexpected rollover:)

-Not only rape|rape, but also threatened the victim with naked|photographs, but he died…no, he deserves to die

-I hate the strongest in my life

-Upstairs, if you can’t control your own hanging, it’s better to cut it off!

…

[I now believe in Shen Zhan’s transcripts, all rapes are done, what can’t he do? Shen Zhan is really miserable…]

-If I were Shen Zhan, even if I heard Zhao Ye knocking on the door frantically outside for help, I would not open it and kill him

-Hey, how should I put it, Shen Zhan probably suffered from this kind of thing after eight lifetimes of mold. It’s really miserable…

-Is it miserable? Check ET Group on Baidu, and Shen Zhan on Baidu. You will find that there are people in the world who are more powerful than the hero of the novel.

-Shen Zhan seems to be very handsome. I remember seeing his photos in the hot search last time, and I wondered why he was so handsome and didn’t make his debut.

-Sister upstairs, let’s not say that his thief is rich. You can check his academic qualifications and then check the awards he has won. What kind of flowers are not good at all.

-I heard from my friend at Huaqing University that he has a girlfriend, who is in the dance department, and he looks very beautiful.

-Stop crooking the building, focus on Zhao Yeqiang|rape, it is said that he doesn’t believe it, and he wants to sue the victim for slander.

…

[Why is that woman only reporting the crime now? Sisters, savor carefully…】

-How about your mom? Use it whenever you see a word?

-No, I mean it’s very strange. Why didn’t you report the case at the time, and it took two years to report the case? Didn’t it mean that Shen Zhan’s family is very capitalized…

-The master wants to engage in conspiracy theory again? Please… Since the courts are all in session, it shows that this is true!

-Why did you report the crime after two years?

-People are willing, you can report whenever you want, you can control it?

-Does the hostility have to be so heavy? I’m just talking.

-There is no need to report Zhao Ye’s death. The dead person does not bear criminal responsibility. It is estimated that the victim is a genius student who cannot stand Zhao Ye’s morals.

-I want to ask, why the dead are not criminally liable?

-Is it going to copy people’s grave whips and corpses? The owner of the floor was determined to finish, and went out of the building.

[Can the court publish the video of the trial? 】

-No, the victims are all commissioned lawyers. Publishing the video will infringe on her privacy.

-Absolutely, you were raped|Do you want the whole world to know?

-No, and absolutely not. People around you will look at you strangely when they know it, although it is not the victim’s fault at all.

-Weibo is so stupid, **** | **** case also requires public trial video emmmm

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[Zhao Ye really deserves to die, I’m sorry, but I apologize for my previous behavior of scolding Shen Zhan. 】

-I also…especially knowing that Shen Zhan never said Zhao Ye’s **** thing, it was Zhao Ye’s **** fantasy, and his family’s compensation to Zhao Ye was really enough, but Zhao Ye’s family didn’t want it. I don’t know what the **** picture is, Yazi who feels not good at his brain.

-I want to applaud if Shen Zhan really said that, this kind of person should not die, who should die.

-hhhh I didn’t scold, because Shen Zhan was stabbing my aesthetic nerves, so I didn’t have the heart to scold…

-Zhao Ye is really damn, he has a heart attack and is drunk, reminded many times to take the key or not, he deserves the fuck, and think of my roommate… I always call her boyfriend every night and say so many times It doesn’t work, I’m so angry! ! !

-Harm, stay away from the Internet, who can tell if it is true or false.

…

After Lin Qingxuan finished reading it, he sighed that everyone would fall down wherever the wind blows, and then raised his eyes to look at Shen Zhan.

The expression was still indifferent, and the phone was placed next to him, without even looking at it.

admire.

To be replaced by him, he absolutely rushed out of the laboratory to buy a bunch of firecrackers, not only to set off firecrackers at Zhao Ye’s grave, but also to make appointments with a bunch of friends.

Lin Qingxuan retracted his gaze and sighed softly.

He estimated that Shen Zhan should have seen through this.

Whether the online evaluation is good or bad is not particularly important to him.

Shen Zhan is such a person, careless about everything, if he says he cares, he only cares about the people and things he valued.

Lin Qingxuan bet on the hot search on Zhao Ye on Weibo today, Shen Zhan definitely contributed to it.

Because he cares about Lin Jiayin, and Lin Jiayin cares about what others think of him.

Lin Qingxuan screamed again, and suddenly he stopped when he looked away from Shen Zhan’s face, and his gaze fell on his auricle covered by shattered hair.

“Have you been pierced?” Lin Qingxuan got up and walked over, put his hand on his shoulder, and looked carefully.

Shen Zhan moved his hand from his shoulder, “Don’t touch me.”

“It’s not untouchable.” Lin Qingxuan smashed his tongue, raised his hand again, trying to lift the broken hair that covered his ears.

Shen Zhan slapped his hand away, squinting his eyes and said: “Handy?”

Lin Qingxuan opened his throat and hissed, and looked down, his hands were red, and he shook his fingers, “…just take a look, it’s quite novel.”

Shen Zhan tilted his head slightly, the ear bone studs were exposed, a small dot, shining with the special luster of metal under the sunlight.

Don’t say it, it’s pretty handsome.

Lin Qingxuan touched her ears, “Where did you hit? I also thought…no, why did you hit ear studs?”, he suddenly reacted, “Did Sister Lin let you hit?”

Shen Zhan was too lazy to talk to him.

Lin Qingxuan suddenly remembered a sentence he had heard before, “It is said that nine out of ten boys wearing ear studs are dead gay.”

“Oh,” Shen Zhan raised his eyes to look at him, “you should go and hit one.”

“Me?” Lin Qingxuan took a big step back, pointed at himself, with his mouth open, his face full of incredible, “Am I like a dead gay?”

Without waiting for Shen Zhan to respond, he continued to jump and shout, “I don’t look like it at all, okay?! You said Qi Zheng is still about the same, he is like a dead gay, and he can learn to make sugar candy with his mother, and he can do it like shit. It’s unpalatable…” Lin Qingxuan said, scratching his head, and muttered, “I am straight, Qi Zhengcai is like a **** gay.”

Shen Zhan looked at him, thought about it, and seriously commented: “You two are almost the same.”

“Fuck…” Lin Qingxuan patted the table, walked back to his seat depressed and paralyzed.

A while before boarding, Lin Jiayin sat in a chair and waited, holding her bag in both hands.

The eye sockets were red and red, and the eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and two dry tears were still hanging on the snow-white cheeks.

At first glance, I cried again.

Lin Jiayin looked at everything around him blankly.

Most of the people waiting to board the plane were Chinese, and a few were foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes.

Perhaps it was because her eyes were red and the corners of her mouth drooped. No one came, she was the only one in this row.

Lin Jiayin clenched the ticket in her hand and looked ahead, not knowing what she was thinking.

There is a feeling of emptiness, but it is not all sad and lost in my heart. It is also a real feeling of stepping on the ground.

There is even a little hope for the future.

I came back in two months.

She will get better.

Everything is over.

Lin Jiayin opened the bag, took out the small packet of tissues Shen Zhan stuffed in, took out one, and wiped the tears on her face against the phone screen.

The broadcast informs that the flight is queued up.

Lin Jiayin took a deep breath and walked into the crowd line with her bag.

She was seated by the window, and the visor was pulled up as soon as she sat down.

Sunlight came in from outside, illuminating a whole row of spaces.

Lin Jiayin took out her mobile phone and turned on the flight mode according to the flight attendant’s announcement.

I just clicked on the setting bar, my fingertips paused, I immediately returned to the main interface, opened the green WeChat icon, and sent it to Shen Zhan.

-I boarded the plane

It was estimated that she had been looking at her mobile phone, and Shen Zhan immediately returned her.

-Already on the plane?

Lin Jiayin replied, and the stewardess had already walked to the first two rows to check.

Lin Jiayin retracted her gaze.

-Stop talking, take off

Shen Zhan made a wave of expression.

-Waiting for you to come back, Little Sun

-it is good

Lin Jiayin quit WeChat after posting.

Suddenly, a message flashed across the status bar.

Lin Jia quickly clicked in.

Thought it was made by Shen Zhan, but Tao Mo was the result.

-Are you on the plane?

Lin Jiayin looked at the stewardess while typing, but before she finished typing, news over there was bombarded one after another.

-Look at Weibo!

-Go and see, go and see!

-Zhao Ye is a hot search!

-Comments Yishui is all scolding him!

-! ! ! ! Go and see! ! !

Lin Jiayin frowned, wondering what happened.

-what happened?

-I uninstalled Weibo

Tao Mo sent her a long string of exclamation marks, and a few seconds later, she sent screenshots frantically.

The signal was not good, Lin Jiayin clicked several pictures one after another, but the circles did not turn out, all were white.

“Beauty, the plane is about to take off, please close the visor.” The stewardess smiled at her and pointed to the window to remind her.

Lin Jiayin hurriedly screamed and closed the visor.

“The phone should be turned off or the flight mode should be adjusted.” The flight attendant’s eyes fell on the phone she was holding.

The picture still didn’t turn out, Lin Jiayin quit and turned on the flight mode under the watchful eyes of the stewardess.

“Thank you for your cooperation.” The stewardess continued to check the passengers behind.

Lin Jiayin looked back and clicked on WeChat again.

In the tenths of a second when the flight mode was turned on, only the third picture was transferred.

A screenshot of the comment on Weibo.

Lin Jiayin stared at the phone for a long, long, long time…

The plane rushed into the sky and gradually stabilized. She put down the phone and stretched out the visor.

Large swaths of sunlight poured in, and the whole world became golden.

Facing the brilliant light, she opened her eyes vigorously, feeling the irritation of the sun directly shining into her eyes.

it’s already over.

It’s passed.

When I come back, Shen Zhan.

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