A tooth rolled onto the ground, gleaming pale under the cold moonlight.
The world seemed to have been pressed with a pause button. The three Floral Shirts were intimidated by Song Xinya, standing frozen in place.
Jian Yiyi looked at Song Xinya. At this moment, all words seemed too pale to describe her feelings.
This stunningly beautiful woman was her savior.
Song Xinya walked over to Jian Yiyi, bent down, squatted beside her, and looked her in the eye: "Are you okay?"
Jian Yiyi's tears suddenly welled up. This feeling was like a child who had been wronged outside suddenly meeting someone who cared about her; the tears just couldn't stop flowing.
Only loved children become soft, pitiful, easily wronged, and easily cry. Unloved children can only brace themselves.
Song Xinya reached out and gently wiped Jian Yiyi's tears.
The more she wiped, the more tears fell.
Jian Yiyi had never felt this way before. Facing a stranger, she felt a sense of intimacy and warmth, feeling like she had someone to rely on.
She developed feelings for a stranger that she should only have for her own family.
She didn't understand why this was.
But one thing was clear to her: she was no longer alone. The beautiful woman in front of her was protecting her.
Pea-sized tears kept falling. Her eyes were red from crying, and she bit her lower lip, fighting hard not to cry out loud.
Song Xinya gently stroked her head and said, "Crying is not a sign of weakness; it is a normal emotional release. Cry if you want to. Don't wrong yourself just to appear strong in the eyes of others."
Sometimes, allowing someone to cry is more powerful and gentle than coaxing them to smile.
The teeth Jian Yiyi used to bite her lip tightly finally loosened.
Song Xinya gave her a gentle and kind smile.
Behind them, the three Floral Shirts reacted and focused their gazes on Song Xinya.
The Floral Shirt who had a tooth knocked out swung his fist and smashed it toward the back of Song Xinya's head.
Song Xinya stood up nimbly and dodged it.
The Floral Shirt couldn't stop in time and rushed straight forward.
Song Xinya raised her leg to give him a ride, kicking him right in the buttocks.
Bang, the Floral Shirt slammed his head against the wall, seeing stars, with his head broken and bleeding.
They really didn't expect the woman in front of them, who looked so slender, to have such strong combat power.
The remaining two Floral Shirts didn't dare to take it lightly and both moved to corner Song Xinya.
The two of them forced Song Xinya step by step to the base of the wall.
Song Xinya shouted forward, "Chen Siyan, are you dead?!"
Seeing her fight one against three, this grown man actually didn't move an inch. Was he that cowardly?
Chen Siyan looked at Song Xinya and shouted, "I'm not dead, I'm perfectly alive! Teacher Song, I was just stunned by how cool you are!"
Song Xinya had been forced against the wall, her back pressed against it with no way to retreat: "Save the cool for later, beat them up for me!"
Chen Siyan rolled up his sleeves, raised his arms, and ran toward the two Floral Shirts: "Ahhhhhhhh, I'm coming!"
Bang, Chen Siyan punched one of the Floral Shirts in the head and wiped his thumb across his nose: "Wa-tah~"
They were in the middle of a fight, and he still had time to play Bruce Lee!
What an idiot.
As the saying goes, pride comes before a fall. While Chen Siyan was showing off, the other Floral Shirt beside him landed a punch on his head.
Chen Siyan's head buzzed from the hit.
He staggered back a few steps. The Floral Shirt pursued closely, swinging his fist to smash him again.
Bang, Song Xinya stepped in first, smashing her fist into the Floral Shirt's head.
At the critical moment, he still had to rely on Song Xinya to save him.
This useless fighter.
Chen Siyan looked at Song Xinya gratefully: "Sister Ya, you are so cool!"
Song Xinya: "Brother Yan, you suck!"
Chen Siyan also felt he had lost face. He stopped showing off and playing Bruce Lee, put his backpack aside, and started to take things seriously.
"Leave those three Floral Shirts to me, you go call an ambulance."
He shielded Song Xinya behind him and got into a scuffle with the three Floral Shirts.
Song Xinya took out her phone and dialed for an ambulance.
While she was telling the emergency center the address, a Floral Shirt reached out to hit her phone.
"Don't think I won't hit you just because you're a woman. I hit women all the same!"
Whack! The phone in Song Xinya's hand was slapped away.
The phone drew a hasty arc in the air and shattered into pieces on the ground.
The Floral Shirt then reached out to slap Song Xinya's face.
Jian Yiyi cried as she climbed up from the ground and stood in front of Song Xinya.
In a hidden spot, Jin Ruizhi watched all of this.
When he rushed out, Zhang Yingying pulled him back: "Don't rush. Wait for Jian Yiyi to take a slap before you go out. When she is hurt and you save her, you will be her salvation."
This time, Jin Ruizhi didn't listen to Zhang Yingying and shook her off.
The young man plunged into the night, his lean body like an arrow released from a bowstring.
Just as the Floral Shirt's fist was about to land on Jian Yiyi's back, Jin Ruizhi shielded her in his arms and took the punch for her.
The sound of a heavy fist striking flesh echoed in the vast night sky.
Jin Ruizhi felt as if a large iron hammer had smashed hard onto his back. The pain spread from his back to his entire body. It was too painful, truly too painful, so painful that his fingers trembled uncontrollably.
Yet, the corners of his mouth were smiling. He looked at Jian Yiyi and thought, luckily, the one who took this punch wasn't her.
Jian Yiyi turned around and saw Jin Ruizhi's mouth bleeding.
Jin Ruizhi took out his phone: "I will call an ambulance for grandma."
Jian Yiyi turned her head to look at Song Xinya and asked with concern, "Were you hurt just now?"
Song Xinya smiled at her, looking completely relaxed: "It's fine, I'm not hurt. Don't worry about me, go check on your grandma."
Jian Yiyi ran to her grandma's side and pulled her grandma, who was lying on the cold ground, into her arms.
After Jin Ruizhi finished calling the ambulance, he looked up and saw the Floral Shirt who had lost a tooth walking towards Song Xinya, wanting to ambush her.
The three Floral Shirts were up in the middle of the night, originally thinking of cooperating with the rich young master to stage a hero-saving-the-beauty act to earn a big sum of money.
As a result, it was ruined by this beautiful chick.
They were supposed to pretend to be beaten, but they actually got beaten into pig heads by this chick.
Three grown men beaten into pig heads by a little lady; if word got out, they would have no face left to mingle in the underworld.
The Floral Shirt was unwilling to let it go and wanted to beat up Song Xinya.
Jin Ruizhi reached out and grabbed him by the neck, veins bulging on the back of his handsome, strong hand: "Enough!"
He exerted force in his arm and threw the Floral Shirt onto the ground.
On the other side, the Floral Shirts scuffling with Chen Siyan also stopped.
The enemies stopped, but Chen Siyan gave a loud slap, hitting the Floral Shirt's face again.
To hell with being a gentleman; it felt good to hit them first.
These three Floral Shirts were no good anyway, what morality was there to talk about with them.
After hitting him, Chen Siyan quickly ran behind Jin Ruizhi.
The three Floral Shirts, sporting three battered pig faces, slinked away in disgrace.
The ambulance arrived, and Jin Ruizhi helped lift Grandma onto the stretcher.
Jian Yiyi jumped into the ambulance. Jin Ruizhi gripped the doors with both hands, preparing to hop in after her.
"You don't need to come," Jian Yiyi said, turning her head away to give him the back of her head. "I don't need you there!"
Standing outside the doors, Jin Ruizhi looked at her. "I'm not comfortable letting you go to the hospital alone. If I go, I can help."
"Hypocrite!" Jian Yiyi snapped.
Jin Ruizhi wanted to tell her that his concern for her and Grandma in this moment was genuine. But who was the reason the two of them were suffering like this in the first place? It was him.
The rebellious boy stared at the girl's back, overwhelmed with guilt and helplessness, completely at a loss for what to do.
Suddenly, a beautiful figure hopped into the ambulance. Song Xinya took a seat beside Jian Yiyi. "I'll go to the hospital with you."
Jian Yiyi had no idea why this pretty older girl was being so nice to her, but she knew she was a good person who genuinely wanted to help.
Still, receiving such kindness from a stranger made her worry about being a burden. "It's really late. Won't this ruin your sleep?"
Song Xinya pointed at Chen Siyan, who was standing outside the ambulance. "My friend got beaten up pretty badly just now. He needs to get checked out at the hospital."
"I'm not hurt that badly," Chen Siyan chimed in. "I'll be fine if I just go home and put some iodine on it."
"Get in, don't make me smack you!" Song Xinya threatened.
Chen Siyan jumped into the ambulance in a flash. "I definitely need to get checked out at the hospital."
