In the afternoon, as the sun began to set in the west, the streets of Chaoyang City became more crowded and bustling with people.
Qiutong came out of the underground trading market with a dirty and thin little girl.
Suddenly I remembered that four years ago, in August, the owner took her out from here.
The little girl followed Qiutong timidly. Even though she had no shoes to wear and her feet were scratched and bleeding, she still didn't dare to walk even half a step slower.
Arriving on the bustling street, Qiu Tong took a deep breath, stopped and looked at the little girl behind him.
"Miss." The little girl called out obediently, looking at Qiu Tong with wide eyes, as if she was afraid that Qiu Tong would abandon her.
Qiutong burst into laughter. Back then, she was too scared to speak in front of her master, let alone look directly at him.
The little girl relaxed a little. She didn't know why the young lady smiled, so she also smiled.
Qiutong took a bag of gold coins and gave it to the little girl and said, "Here you go."
The little girl was panicked and didn't dare to answer. She almost cried: "Miss, you don't want me anymore? I can do a lot of work, don't drive me away..."
"I don't need you, and I can't take you away. I just bought you after seeing you being whipped. I can only save you from the prison. Whether you live or die in the future has nothing to do with me."
Qiutong put the money into the little girl's hand. Everything she owned belonged to the master, and she was not entitled to anything.
"No, miss, don't leave, don't leave me..." The little girl started to cry and carefully grabbed the corner of Qiutong's clothes.
"Let go!" Qiu Tong said coldly, with some self-blame and regret in her heart. She shouldn't have been soft-hearted and bought the girl just now. If she bought it, it would be equivalent to changing the girl's fate.
"No, miss, I can work, I'm not afraid of hardship, don't leave me, I beg you..." The little girl's face was full of tears, and she refused to let go. She just wanted to escape from the prison, why did it only take a moment?
Just kill hope?
The girl's cry immediately attracted the attention of passers-by. A dirty girl who cried pitifully dragged a beautiful girl with a cold face. It looked like a girl bullying a little girl.
"This lady is beautiful, why did she beat this little girl like this?"
"He threw her on the street. Her feet were bleeding."
"You are a bitch-hearted, which family is this girl from?"
Facing the pointing fingers of passers-by, Qiu Tong's face became even colder and she said in a deep voice: "Let go."
The little girl's eyes were swollen from crying. She wanted to let go but didn't want to. Once she let go, she became desperate.
During this moment of stalemate, two carriages were about to pass by, but were blocked by onlookers.
A little head poked out from the carriage, took a look, and said in surprise: "It's Qiutong."
Hearing this, people in another carriage also came out.
These people are coming back from Lance College, Jing Ao, Nangong Chen and others.
When Nangong Yu heard the name Qiutong, he immediately got off the carriage and went over to watch.
"Qiu Tong, what happened?" Jing Hao was the first to go over and ask. At least he had been living under the same roof in Jinlan Garden for more than a year, so he had some friendship with her.
Qiu Tong looked at the people who came over, feeling surprised and a little happy. He glanced at Nangong Chen inadvertently, and then looked at Nangong Yu who was gloating about his misfortune, and he overturned the five-flavor bottle in his heart.
"It's okay." Qiu Tong smiled reluctantly and looked helplessly at the corner of his clothes with fingerprints on it.