乘车返回项目部的路上,晨晓不时掏出手机,用摄像头检查脸上的伤痕。因为刚刚在诊所抹了红药水,伤口看起来比实际严重得多。他一声叹息,这要是被燕小敏知道,会作何反应呢?晨晓把头靠在座椅靠背,脑海里反复回想自己挨打的画面。一切宛如梦幻,滞重的空气,拥挤的人群,市井小民的咒骂,指甲划过脸庞的感觉……这一切都是真的吗?然而脸上的伤口无疑是赤裸裸的现实。在过去的生活中,他从未有过类似经历。每个人都对他充满敌意,无数双手在面前高高挥起,这到底为了什么? Car ride back to the project department on the road, morning Xiao took out his cell phone from time to time, with a camera check his face scars. The wound appears to be much worse than it actually was because the red potion was just wiped out at the clinic. He sighs, if this is to be Yan Xiaomin know, what will happen? Morning Xiao leaning his head on the seat back, my mind repeatedly recall his beaten picture. Everything looks like dreams, stagnant air, crowds, swearing from villainous people, the feeling of nails across the face ... is all true? However, the wound on his face is undoubtedly a naked reality. He has never had a similar experience in his past life. Everyone is hostile to him, countless hands waving high in front of this in the end for what?