On the other side, Zhao Siqing browsed through the various messages on the Internet for a while before she remembered that she had not forwarded the public service video that she had recorded yesterday.
Not long after she had forwarded it, the number of comments increased at a visible speed.
The Netizens'rationality was finally brought back to normal because of yesterday's press conference.
[ sorry, I apologize to you for what I said before. ]
[ I think what you said is very right. The ones who should feel ashamed are the perpetrators. They are the ones who should be despised! ]
[ I especially admire your calmness and courage. I was molested when I was young, so I have always felt dirty all these years. However, your words made me realize that I am not the one in the wrong, and I am not the one who made me believe that I am dirty. ]
[ I should not have said that to you before. If such a thing happened to my wife or child, I would indeed do the same as your mother. ]
[ I feel sorry for you, but I hope you can still live like a little sun. ]
[ the little fairy will always be the little fairy. I hope you can be treated gently. ]
...
Most of the comments were calm, but the Internet was filled with all kinds of voices.
Soon, Zhao Siqing's gaze fell on a Weibo Post.
[ I think this is just hype. It's a classic case of standing up and saying nothing. If she was the one who was raped, would she still be able to say these words shamelessly? ]
But before Zhao Siqing could reply, many netizens retorted on her behalf.
[ does being raped mean you don't deserve to live? Or do you not deserve to speak? ]
[ get lost, RETARD! ]
[ you must be living like a rat in a dark and damp crevice! ]
Zhao Siqing did not continue watching. Instead, she asked Xiao Mi to gather everyone for a meeting in the conference room.
Although the storm this time was heart-wrenching, it was also an opportunity.
She planned to take advantage of this opportunity to set up a charity organization specifically to deal with campus violence and expand the scale of the studio at the same time.
She thought that, compared to her own grief and sorrow, Xiao Xi would be more happy to see this.
*
In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.
Huo Jingchen was still exceptionally quiet and extremely quiet.
Zhao Siqing would often turn around and meet his dark eyes.
It was not until the morning of the fourth day that Zhao Siqing personally cooked two eggs and sausages and placed them on the plate to form a smiling face.
Just as the plate was set, Huo Jingchen walked in and hugged her from behind without saying a word.
Zhao Siqing called out to him softly, "Huo Jingchen. "
"Yes. " Huo Jingchen lifted his eyelids and saw two patches of blackness.
"Look at this. " Zhao Siqing lifted the plate and turned to look at him.
Huo Jingchen glanced at it but didn't say anything. He whispered into her ear, "Qingqing, there are still 11 days left. "
Seeing him mention this, Zhao Siqing became even more flustered.
She slowly put down the plate and didn't say anything.
"What... What if I refuse? What will happen? " Zhao Siqing said softly. The dream and reality kept changing in her mind.
Huo Jingchen tightened his grip on her. He lowered his eyes to hide the darkness in his eyes. "I don't know. "
Zhao Siqing didn't say anything. She said softly, "Do you have to push me so hard? "
Huo Jingchen was silent for a while. He rested his Chin on her shoulder and said in a low voice, "if you marry me, I'll buy you a lot of cotton candy and dolls. "
Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds. She could not help but laugh, "do I look that gullible? "
The cotton candy and dolls wanted to send her away... ...
Huo Jingchen said in a low voice, "not gullible. You'll make me suffer. "
Zhao Siqing turned around and glared at him. She carried the plate out of the kitchen and said, "be serious. "