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Ji Xiaoting hurriedly took out the phone and called Song Xiaoyue. This time the call was connected but he didn't answer. In fact, Ji Xiaoting was used to him not answering the phone, but this time he was inexplicably worried whether he was still angry or whether he was scared last night. arrive......

After thinking about it, Ji Xiaoting thickened his skin and pretended nothing happened, and sent a text message asking where Song Xiaoyue was.

After waiting for a long time, there was no response, so he used Xiaofeng as a buffer, saying that he bought toys for Xiaofeng, but he still didn't get a reply.

After sending several text messages intermittently, Ji Xiaoting finally couldn't hold back anymore, typed a word quickly, and sent it quickly before regretting it.

"sorry!"

Ji Xiaoting felt that he was very worthless. He didn't think he was wrong about what happened yesterday, and he never even stopped the idea of ​​forcing him to be with him, but the wet and hot tears in his palm seemed to take root in his heart, making him If you think you are wrong, you have to admit it.

When Ji Ershao told people these three words, but for him, after sending out the three words, he still didn't get any response.

Fortunately, the special machine just brought back from the experience store is strong enough, otherwise the new machine would be crushed by him.

Ji Xiaoting's blood surged with anger, wishing he could grab someone to his side.

Song Xiaoyue was really arrested.

Still on the dim turning road back to the dormitory, the three words sent by Ji Xiaoting made him lose his mind for a moment. After thinking about it, he decided not to reply, hoping to use this opportunity to make Ji Xiaoting give up.

Song Xiaoyue put the phone back into her pocket, and several long shadows stopped in front of his feet. He panicked and looked up. A group of people who looked very unfamiliar looked at him with malicious intent.

The group of people stood in a row, blocking the road tightly, thinking with their toes, they knew they were trying to block him.

Song Xiaoyue took two steps back, thinking about how to escape.

The person standing next to him laughed, "What are you going to do? Do you think you can run?"

Song Xiaoyue looked at him, her footsteps were still moving quietly, and she put her hand in her pocket to hold down the phone.

It was the same person who just spoke. He stared at Song Xiaoyue for a while, and said casually, "You are Song Xiaoyue? You don't have superhuman powers."

The people next to him sang in harmony, "He's not that big, he probably has the guts."

Song Xiaoyue showed fear, and asked vainly, "Who are you and what do you want to do?"

"Of course it's... a fight."

The others burst into laughter, and the man cut his head, turned around and pointed at his accomplices, "You guys, your brains are full of yellow trash!"

After saying this, the group of people became even more excited.

Song Xiaoyue fumbled on the phone, suppressing nausea and fear to deal with them, "Is there a misunderstanding? Did I accidentally offend everyone?"

The leader clicked his tongue a few times, and said to the person next to him, "So cowardly?"

And he said in disbelief: "You can't make a mistake, can you? This coward dares to provoke Ji Ershao?"

Song Xiaoyue frowned when she heard this, and asked in a deep voice, "Did Ji Xiaoting call you here?"

The leader spread his hands, "Yes, just do a good deed every day as a brother, and let you die to understand."

He was really about to speak when Song Xiaoyue's knockoff phone rang earth-shatteringly, and the group of people trembled in fright at the sudden ringtone, cursing.

"Don't waste time with him, don't let him bring rescuers."

"Afraid of him? Are you trying to be cute, you rat?"

The person who was hated retorted, "Is it interesting to make noise? Do you understand the quick battle?"

The leader thought it made sense after hearing this, and waved his hand to signal the younger ones to come on, Song Xiaoyue ran away, and before she had time to watch the call, she frantically pressed the answer button.

How could he beat those people by running alone? Before he picked up the phone, he was caught, and the person who caught him cursed, "Run with a hammer, believe it or not, it will break your leg?"

The person chasing after him also grabbed his arm, and the two threw Song Xiaoyue in front of the others. Song Xiaoyue was pushed and staggered, and the phone fell to the ground uncontrollably. Pulling the voice: "Hey... hello... Song Xiaoyue... where are you? Song... happened..."

The person in charge walked up to Song Xiaoyue, heard the sound like a short circuit at her feet, shook her head, and said to Song Xiaoyue, "Why do you still use this kind of phone? It's impossible to call a rescuer, I Let me help you solve it and buy a new one." As he spoke, he stepped on his heel hard.

The man clapped his hands, "The world is quiet, let's get down to business." He tilted his head and signaled the younger brother next to him to start recording the video.

When Ji Xiaoting arrived, Song Xiaoyue was paralyzed by the wall with her head in her arms. The person who recorded the video almost poked his phone in the face, and the leader was still insulting him with words, and forced him to repeat it.

Song Xiaoyue gritted her teeth, and the leader slapped him on the face a few times, "Oh, not bad, he has a lot of backbone, no wonder even Ji Ershao dared to..." He hadn't said anything yet After finishing, he was kicked to the ground amidst the exclamation of the younger brothers.

It had been more than 40 minutes since Ji Xiaoting came over after hearing the call. Song Xiaoyue was knocked out once, and then dragged to the wall and splashed awake.

Song Xiaoyue knew that she was powerless to resist, so she tried her best to protect her head, but after being dragged over, she was pressed against the wall and smashed, the back of her head was bleeding faintly, and she did not faint again with all her strength .

He vaguely knew that someone was coming to rescue him, so he couldn't help but let go and fell to the side. Looking at his deformed face, Ji Xiaoting was so distressed that he almost lost his breath, and hurried forward to hug him, but he didn't Dare to use too much force, tremblingly said: "Xiaoyue, wake up, don't sleep."

Song Xiaoyue couldn't hear the movement around her anymore, she just felt that her body was leaning against a warm and firm place, which made him feel very safe, and he subconsciously smiled.

Ji Xiaoting didn't dare to touch him forcefully, and shouted at a group of people who were frightened and stupid: "Why are you standing there, call an ambulance!!!"

After yelling, he felt something was wrong, turned his head and shouted at Chen Weijin, who had just slapped the person who was kicked by Ji Xiaoting, "Go drive, go to XX Hospital."

Chen Weijin let go of the man's collar and said, "I'll deal with you later."

Ji Xiaoting didn't know who was looking for Song Xiaoyue's trouble, so he asked Chen Weijin to check the address and called a group of people to come to rescue him first, but somehow Chen Weijin came later than him, Ji Xiaoting is not in the mood to care about these things now, but Chen Weijin sees Looking at the group of self-assertive [-] around him, he wished he could take their legs off right now.

It's fine for him to die, but also to implicate him, Chen Weijin didn't dare to delay, and asked the people who followed to take away the beating idiots, and ran over quickly and turned the car around.

Ji Xiaoting understood what it meant to be afraid of falling when touched by the palm of his hand.

Song Xiaoyue's wound looked scary, but except for the head, it was basically a skin trauma. The medical staff quickly treated the wound, checked the head, and bandaged it again.

The doctor said that the upper part of the body can be seen after a period of time, and the head may have a slight shock, and the problem is not too big, so Ji Xiaoting was relieved.

Song Xiaoyue didn't sleep comfortably, her brows were furrowed, her body twitched at every turn, as if trying to break free, Ji Xiaoting held his hand, her heart ached unbearably, she felt a splitting pain spreading from the intertwined fingertips of Song Xiaoyue and him to the apex.

He couldn't see Song Xiaoyue lying on the hospital bed like this again, and he swore that he would not be hurt again, and no one could hurt him.

Song Xiaoyue woke up after not sleeping for a while, looking along the hand being held, Ji Xiaoting's heavy and joyful face appeared in his eyes.

He reflexively wanted to pull out his hand, but Ji Xiaoting grabbed it tightly, rubbed against his face, touched his lips and kissed again and again.

Song Xiaoyue wanted to pull out her hand, but she didn't have any strength. In fact, even if she had strength, she couldn't beat Ji Xiaoting.

"Let go... let go." Song Xiaoyue said weakly.

"Don't let it go, never let it go again." Ji Xiaoting kissed the back of his hand again.

Song Xiaoyue showed a painful expression. Ji Xiaoting stood up and wanted to touch his head, but Song Xiaoyue's head was wrapped in a bandage, so he didn't dare to touch it. He asked nervously, "What's wrong? Where does it hurt?"

Song Xiaoyue closed her eyes, "Why do you have to be hypocritical?"

Ji Xiaoting was taken aback, "What do you mean?"

Song Xiaoyue continued to close her eyes without answering, and even endured the pain slightly and turned her head away slightly.

Ji Xiaoting really wanted to pull his head back, but he couldn't bear it, so he could only hold back his breath and whisper, "You think I'm going to find someone to beat you?"

Song Xiaoyue didn't speak, but her eyelids twitched. Ji Xiaoting chuckled, and sat back on the chair dejectedly, but still didn't let go of her hands: "Heh, this is the kind of person I am in your heart?"

"I like you, can't you really feel it? How can I give up..."

"I saved you just now, don't you have the slightest impression?"

Song Xiaoyue vaguely guessed that the chest that made him feel safe belonged to Ji Xiaoting, and not long ago he had said sorry to himself.But even if he didn't find someone to beat him, wouldn't everything that happened today be thanks to him?Those people did not shy away from saying that they wanted to help Ji Ershao vent their anger. Thinking of Liang Xin and Yu Kang's tragic situation, Song Xiaoyue didn't think there was anything wrong with her doubting him. Even if he saved herself, what he suffered now was caused by him Besides, if it wasn't his intention, how many people would dare to use his name to flaunt it?

Song Xiaoyue really wanted to leave here, and she still remembered Song Xiaofeng, but at the moment he was angry and scared, and didn't want to talk to Ji Xiaoting at all.

When Ji Xiaoting saw him rejecting him thousands of miles away, the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became. Both of them were as motionless as a stone, only the shallow breathing of each other and the weak beating of the blood at the fingertips were still resting.

Finally Ji Xiaoting spoke, "Let me call your roommate, so Xiaofeng won't worry."

Did Song Xiaoyue miss Song Xiaofeng all the time, or she couldn't hold back her words.

Song Xiaoyue was in pain all over her body now, her speech was weak and intermittent, and in the end it was Ji Xiaoting who spoke for her again.

Wei Zhou and the others only knew that Song Xiaoyue was injured and hospitalized, and they wanted to come over to take care of her, but Ji Xiaoting coldly refused, so they had to agree to take good care of Xiaofeng and come back the next day.

Explain to Xiaofeng, but Song Xiaoyue still has the stone in her heart. The injury she suffered won't heal in a day or two. Not to mention that she can't go to a part-time job, and she has to pay for treatment. Besides, Ji Xiaoting doesn't seem to let him go look.

The two remained silent for a long time, Song Xiaoyue couldn't help but said: "It's getting late, you should go back."

Ji Xiaoting actually smiled, leaned over and said softly: "Go to sleep when you're tired, I'll watch you, I won't go back."

Song Xiaoyue: ...

Ji Xiaoting said again: "Don't worry about the hospital expenses..." Seeing that Song Xiaoyue was about to refuse, he quickly patted his hand, "Don't worry, I'm not paying for it."

He put his finger between Song Xiaoyue's fingers, "The group of people who beat you today don't want to run away." He chuckled, "Let them pay for their pants and don't even have to wear them, okay?"

Song Xiaoyue froze for a moment, frowning and trying to pull out her fingers.

Ji Xiaoting didn't force it, let him take out his fingers, but didn't allow him to leave, wrapped his hands around his hands, and said, "Don't be afraid of me. I won't hit you, never will."

Song Xiaoyue turned her face sideways and couldn't see the expression on Ji Xiaoting's face, but for some reason, he believed it.

Maybe it's because this person has never been so gentle before, or maybe it's because his palms are really too warm.