Chapter 822 Shh, I’m Behind You (44)

There was a sudden sound of braking, and the woman's body fell to the ground like a kite with its string broken.

A large amount of blood dyed the eyes of passers-by red. Some were screaming, some were calling for ambulances, and some... covered their mouths tightly in disbelief.

Shen Mubai saw the woman's face facing here the last moment she closed her eyes.

She hated Zuo Yu.

I hated him from beginning to end.

Zuo Yu's back was turned to her, and Shen Mubai couldn't see the look on his face.

She only felt that her feet were as heavy as a thousand pounds, and she couldn't take a step forward, and she didn't have the courage to walk around in front of him.

I could only reach out and touch his hand that trembled slightly for a moment.

Like countless times before, I passed through it feebly.

The woman's death did not have a big impact on Zuo Fuzhong. On the contrary, he was even more angry that the other party had stolen his money, and directed all his anger on Zuo Yu.

Even Shen Mubai could not imagine that Zuo Yu would fight back.

But no matter what he was, he was just a thirteen-year-old boy, and he would only be kicked more severely by the offended Zuo Fuzhong.

At this moment, Shen Mubai really wanted to kill this scumbag.

Her anger had no meaning. She could only be like a bystander, witnessing everything that happened to Zuo Yu.

The scene changed again, and Zuo Fuzhong was unemployed again.

This time he did not go out to find a new job. Instead, he drank heavily at home all day long and slept drunkenly all day long.

It was precisely for this reason that he beat and scolded Zuo Yu much less.

The disadvantage is that Zuo Yu's tuition is no longer guaranteed, but fortunately there is a scholarship.

But the situation was not so optimistic. Zuo Fuzhong once bought all the wine with Zuo Yu's scholarship.

When I come home every day, I face my alcoholic father, and sometimes there is nothing in the refrigerator.

Shen Mubai was really distressed to death. She had never seen such a miserable male protagonist, who had to bear all the injustice just because of a mistake in fate.

She felt so uncomfortable that she didn't even know when the scene had changed.

"Stop fighting, it's really boring."

A familiar voice came, and Chen Jiahui and several others walked out.

Shen Mubai couldn't recover for a while. It wasn't until Zuo Yu came out holding on to the wall that she remembered that this was the last scene of the first dream.

Zuo Yu walked in front, slightly hunched over, and paused for a while before continuing to move forward.

Shen Mubai saw Du Yao. She was hesitating. Finally, she thought of something and retracted her feet.

Du Yao saw Chen Jiahui and others taking Zuo Yu into the alley alone, but she did not inform the teacher or ask anyone to stop them. She just watched timidly.

Shen Mubai felt that she was so angry that she almost vomited blood. She now felt that the fate of those people was simply an advantage to them.

She walked up to Du Yao, looked straight into her eyes, and said, "It's up to you to tell the truth about Zuo Yu."

"You have no right to hate Zuo Yu, you owe him this."

She no longer looked at Du Yao who was hesitating to come out, but followed Zuo Yu's steps.

Zuo Yu walked slower than usual today, and his movements were a little unnatural.

Shen Mubai quickly followed him.

The young boy with messy black hair carried his schoolbag and walked silently on the road. He had walked this road a thousand and eight hundred times, and his steps were so familiar that there was no pause at all.