Tender trapping

On the way back, Ran Xu was still immersed in a trance like stepping on cotton. Various thoughts flew in his mind, mixed together, and turned into an indistinct thread ball.

Zhuo Wenlang said that he can be bold enough to understand.

How to be bold?

Is that what he thought...

The timing and content of this sentence were too ambiguous, and Ran Xu couldn't help thinking over the deep meaning of Zhuo Wenlang's words... Does Zhuo Wenlang like him?But, if you like him, why do you like him?

Ran Xu knew that the gap between him and Zhuo Wenlang was like clouds and mud.

That person was excellent and decent, but he was just a poor student from a remote mountain village, he had no merits, and his speech was not flattering, and he even appeared so dull on some occasions.

Ran Xu seldom feels inferior in front of his peers, but in front of Zhuo Wenlang, he does have such emotions.

For a while, he even wondered if Zhuo Wenlang had ulterior motives, such as treating him as a plaything for people to entertain like those young masters.

As soon as this thought appeared, Ran Xu immediately suppressed it - such a gentleman and well-mannered man, he shouldn't put these dirty guesses on him.

The evening wind was very cold, but it didn't seem to be able to detach Ran Xu from his emotions.

It was obviously impossible to think of the answer this night, so Ran Xu took two quick steps upstairs while the dormitory was still open, and decided to go back and get a good sleep first.

Ran Xu is usually alone in the dormitory on weekends, but now Zhuo Minghui is also added.

Zhuo Minghui's life schedule is very bad, a typical Internet addicted teenager, who doesn't sleep at night and gets up during the day, Ran Xu shouldn't bother him when he goes back at this time.

But today's situation seems to be a bit different. As soon as he got to the floor, Ran Xu heard a noise coming from the corridor, as if someone was arguing.

It's easy for boys to quarrel and rush to fight. Ran Xu didn't want to get involved in the excitement, so he took his steps lightly and planned to check the situation first.

"... Let me ask if it's you?"

"Who is important? It's a fact."

"is that you?!"

"Fuck, you are so fucking awesome, you usually let you go, but you really treat yourself as...fuck! You do it with me?!"

The voices are Zhuo Wenhui and Sun Cheng!

But how could the two of them be in conflict?

Before he had time to think, Ran Xu rushed up, just in time to see the scene of Sun Cheng counterattacking Zhuo Minghui from the ground, Ran Xu grabbed Zhuo Wenhui, and dragged him to the ground to avoid Sun Cheng's fist.

"Sun Cheng, what are you doing?!" Ran Xu stood between the two of them and frowned.

However, this was obviously a wrong decision, because some people simply didn't want to be reasonable at this moment... Sun Cheng saw clearly the next second of the person in front of him, and threw his fist again without hesitation.

"Don't get in the way." Zhuo Minghui pulled Ran Xu aside, went up to him and wrestled with Sun Cheng.

Sun Cheng couldn't compare to Zhuo Wenlang in terms of body size, but he was humiliated in public. At this moment, it was as if he had been beaten into chicken blood, and he kept swearing at Zhuo Minghui with all kinds of dirty words from his mouth.

And Zhuo Minghui didn't talk much when he moved his hands, but every punch was aimed at the vital point, not as ruthless as a boy of his age, Sun Cheng saw blood after being hit twice, and didn't care Taking advantage of his mouth, he was crushed under his body and couldn't move.

If you continue to fight, something will happen.

There were quite a few people in the corridor, but most of them turned a blind eye and left in a detour.

Ran Xu knew that they didn't want to take care of the dormitory at all - neither Sun Cheng nor Zhuo Minghui were cheap.

Even though Ran Xu's physical strength was not as good as most boys', he couldn't just watch someone have an accident. He quickly called Zhuo Minghui's name and pulled his arm: "I can't fight any more, calm down!"

Zhuo Minghui didn't intend to stop at first, but Ran Xu pulled him very tightly. If he insisted on continuing, he would hurt someone, so he stopped waving his hand in the air, and he walked away from Sun Cheng with a heavy breath. He kicked him again and cursed in Cantonese.

Ran Xu looked at Sun Cheng who was moaning on the ground, and wanted to reach out to help him up, but Sun Cheng opened him all of a sudden.

"Fuck off, you disgusting ass-selling thing." Sun Cheng scolded him, poking his neck out.

Ran Xu wanted to help purely out of humanitarianism, and he didn't bother to put a hot face on a cold butt. Seeing that it didn't matter if Sun Cheng could still curse, he turned around and followed Zhuo Minghui into the dormitory.

As soon as the front foot entered, Zhuo Minghui kicked the bedroom door shut with the back foot, and the wooden door knocked against the card slot, making a muffled sound.

Ran Xu was taken aback by him.

"What are you going to do?" He looked at Zhuo Minghui vigilantly, "I'm not meddling in my own business and insisting on persuading the fight, but if you continue to fight, if you really beat people up, it's not the school's business, it's the school's business. It got into trouble." He didn't care why Zhuo Minghui fought with Sun Cheng, but if something happened in this dormitory, no one would be safe.

Ran Xu just explained in this way, and didn't intend to delve into this issue. However, Zhuo Minghui's answer gave him goosebumps... He said, so what if you kill it, it's the same as killing a pig. What's the difference.

Ran Xu thought it was Zhuo Minghui's angry words, but he couldn't see any joking elements from his expression, as if he didn't know much about "life and death" and was simply expounding a fact: he counts people as I really don't care if I get killed.

In a society ruled by law, no one talks like this even in remote mountain villages. Ran Xu was really frightened by Zhuo Minghui, coughed lightly and lowered his eyes: "If you're okay, I'll go to bed and rest." After finishing speaking, he Just climbed onto his own bed.

However, Zhuo Minghui's gaze has been lingering on Ran Xu.

Even if Ran Xu was lying on the bed and feigning sleep, he could still feel the burning eyes on his back. Under such circumstances, it was obvious that he couldn't fall asleep, so he simply turned around, faced Zhuo Minghui, and asked: " Do you have anything else to do?"

"Is the rumor about you true or false?"

Ran Xu didn't expect Zhuo Minghui to ask him this, and immediately became puzzled: "You said it too, it's a rumor, something without basis, of course it's a lie."

In fact, he wanted to tell Zhuo Minghui that he had nothing to do with him, but after thinking about it, the other "greasy boss" in the rumors was his brother... Ran Xu felt a little guilty.

"Sun Cheng passed it on." Zhuo Minghui looked at him seriously.

Ran Xu's throat choked, and he immediately wanted to understand why those two people had a conflict.

"You..." He didn't expect Zhuo Minghui to fight for him, and he was surprised for a moment and didn't know what to say.

Zhuo Minghui saw Ran Xu's thoughts, but felt uncomfortable: "You think too much, I just don't like him."