What to do if your male god is too good at self-attack

He Yue lives very close, just around the corner.

She had just crossed a traffic light and walked into the alley when her steps paused.

The boys who had bullied Song Xiaobai before were standing in front of the alley. When they saw her, they immediately gathered around her with ferocious looks, obviously coming to block her. It was too late for He Yue to leave!

"Do you want to see if there are any cameras here?"

When He Yue heard this, she immediately glanced up and saw that the old surveillance camera had a hole in it and was broken.

"Brother Ma, look at how silly she is." A group of people laughed. Seeing He Yue's eyes, Ma Feilu's face was full of pride.

He often bullies Song Xiaobai, and after beating him up, that idiot foolishly tells others that they are friends.

Bah, who would be friends with a fool?

But he didn't expect He Yue to stand up to protect him, saying that they were friends, and even dared to threaten them with surveillance.

"Now while I'm in a good mood, take out your wallet." Ma Feilu hooked his finger at He Yue.

"I have no money."

He Yue didn't lie. With her grandfather's meager pension and her parents' two thousand yuan a month, in an era of soaring prices, her grandfather had always been frugal. When a pair of slippers was torn, he would just tie them up with rope a few times as long as they wouldn't fall off. How could she have any spare money?

"Take out your wallet!"

There were no pedestrians on the road at this time. He Yue knew that now was not the time to confront him head-on, so she decisively took out her wallet and took out the only twelve yuan and eighty cents in front of Ma Feilu: "Take it."

"Right here? Who are you kidding!" Ma Feilu spat.

"Want money?" He Yue glanced at everyone and said, "Study hard and find a job. It will make money much faster than this."

"What the hell do you care!" Ma Feilu cursed.

He is a notorious troublemaker. His father has been in prison. His mother divorced his father a long time ago and is now married to a civil servant. No one in the family likes him, especially his stepfather, who just frowns and rolls his eyes when he sees him.

But he also has an older brother who went out to work after his parents divorced, and he hasn't heard from his brother for a long time.

He had given up on himself a long time ago.

Ma Feilu grabbed He Yue's throat angrily, his nails leaving deep red marks on her skin. He rudely snatched the schoolbag from her.

"What are you going to do? There are only books in there!"

Ma Feilu was in a bad temper and dumped all the books out. His pencil case was broken and his pens were scattered all over the floor.

"Brother Ma, it seems like she really has no money."

Ma Feilu licked the back of his teeth and stepped on the collection of wrong questions that Luo Yilan had carefully compiled for her.

"asshole!"

"Pa!" A slap hit He Yue's face. He Yue couldn't dodge it. At that moment, she felt a burning pain on her face, and even small blood spots appeared in the corners of her eyes.

He Yue staggered back and was supported by someone. She smelled a familiar fragrance at the tip of her nose.

"Another bastard." Ma Feilu said in an extremely unpleasant way, "Is it because the fool can't sleep well that he hooked up with a blind man again?"

Yue Zhou's ears twitched, and the next second his fist was already hitting Ma Feilu's face.

"Dare to hit me?" Ma Feilu was caught off guard and was punched in the face by Yue Zhou. His teeth broke his lips and the smell of blood seeped out. "Hit me!"

Seeing this, He Yue hugged Yue Zhou's waist to protect him, but Yue Zhou was tall, so he protected He Yue's head with one hand and held her slender waist with the other, holding her tightly in his arms.

Yue Zhou blocked countless punches and kicks one by one.

"Yue Zhou!" He Yue anxiously tried to push him away.

"Hide well." Yue Zhou couldn't see, he couldn't avoid those punches and kicks, but he refused to let go of the hand that was protecting He Yue.

Hearing Yue Zhou's muffled groans, He Yue was helpless and could only let Yue Zhou protect her: "Yue Zhou, let me go!"

At this moment, Zhang Ping's voice was finally heard: "Officer, it's them!"

Ma Feilu reacted very quickly and tried to run, but was quickly caught by the police and taken back.

Seeing that Ma Feilu was arrested, his followers knelt down and begged for mercy: "He told us to do this. I didn't do it. I really didn't do it."

“Yang Lengzi!” Ma Feilu cursed, his eyes almost popping out, “You traitor.”

"Officer." Yue Zhou said, showing his bruised hands. "I am a witness, which also counts as physical evidence."

No evidence, right? Then create evidence.

Only then did Ma Feilu realize that the blind man was deliberately trying to anger them because there was no surveillance here!

Bastard! Your eyes are full of heart, right?

He Yue, who was still in shock, still hugged his waist and forgot to let go. Yue Zhou gently patted her hand and said, "I can go to the police station alone to testify. You should go back quickly. Aren't you in a hurry to go home?"

He Yue looked at him, and her tearful face was reflected in Yue Zhou's dark eyes.

Yue Zhou seemed to sense it. He raised his hand and groped to hold her cheek. His fingers lightly touched her tears and he gently wiped them away.

"Why are you crying?"

"I just...just..." It was the first time I was protected like this.

He Yue had no way to repay him, so she could only close her eyes and quickly remind Yue Zhou: "Yue Zhou, don't like Luo Luo anymore, she already has someone she likes."

After saying that, he picked up the pen and notebook on the ground, stuffed them casually into his schoolbag, grabbed the bag's strap and ran out of the alley.

"Why is this kid so dull?" the police officer next to him said with an accent. Even a grown man could see that this young man must like her. Otherwise, why would he be beaten so much?

He patted Yuezhou on the shoulder and said, "Comrade, the revolution still requires hard work."

-

airport.

People come and go.

All I could hear was the wheels of the suitcase rolling across the floor and the words of farewell.

Luo Yilan was standing at the airport gate waiting for someone. Her beautiful appearance attracted many people to come over and talk to her, asking if she needed help.

"I'm just waiting for someone."

"Boyfriend?"

"No." Luo Yilan paused, and two dimples appeared on her face. "Not yet."

Liang Shanyan saw Luo Yilan as soon as he got off the car.

No matter where she was, even if she looked miserable on a rainy night, it was hard not to attract attention.

He walked over dragging his suitcase, intending to pass by her, but the moment his eyes met hers, he saw Luo Yilan's wet eyes and stopped with a soft heart.

"Are you waiting for me?"

"Yeah." Luo Yilan saw him and smiled.

Liang Shanyan sighed: "You have already thanked me, there is no need to see me off again."

Since I saved her at Jiulong Mountain last time, I have heard her say thank you no less than ten times.

"I have a gift for you." Luo Yilan handed him the bag with her eyes half closed. "I heard that you were going to Norway for research. Winter is coming soon. I was afraid you would be cold, so I bought you... a sweater."

It was said to be bought, but in fact Luo Yilan knitted it by staying up late.

Liang Shanyan looked at the gift in his hand and thought for a while: "Do you like me?"

Luo Yilan has never been a shy person. She held her head high, her delicate and beautiful face, and admitted frankly: "Yes, I like you."

Liang Shanyan stuffed the gift back into her hands and said solemnly: "Student Luo Yilan, I already have someone I like. You should focus on studying and get into a good university. You will meet many outstanding boys."

She was her brother's student, and the two were almost eight years apart in age, so they were not a good match at all.

After saying this, he didn't give Luo Yilan a chance to refute, and walked into the airport with his suitcase. He inadvertently saw Luo Yilan's lost face reflected in the glass behind him, but he still said nothing and left cruelly.