Scum attack is the real substitute

Nan Youxing sent the man directly to the police station.

After he briefly described the situation with the police, the police called up the monitoring of that section of the road.

Sure enough, the surveillance location was relatively corner, and this person was able to take pictures of this person rushing towards Nan Youxing with a brick, but he couldn't take pictures of this person's face at all.

Presumably, the gangster had researched the location of the surveillance in advance. Not only did he cover his face with a hood, but he also deliberately turned his back to the monitor so that the monitor could not capture his face.

If it wasn't for Nan Youxing's vigilance and certain fighting skills, he would have died miserably by now.

After the police finished taking Nan Youxing's notes, they interrogated the gangster after he woke up, and investigated his information.

Looking at the other party's information on the paper, Nan Youxing's eyes fell on the column of the name, looking at the word "Qi Yang", he shook his head blankly: "I don't know him."

The interrogate also kept silent about why he attacked Nan Youxing.

The police had to file a case first, so as to find more clues, and asked Nan Youxing to go home and wait for news after completing the formalities.

After a series of procedures, it was almost two o'clock in the middle of the night.

Nan Youxing subconsciously took out his phone and glanced at it. The phone was out of battery and turned off automatically.

Also, his cell phone has been used for seven years, and the battery is not doing well at all.

He habitually rubbed the small gap near the battery button on the case of the phone, and the phone did not respond after a long press.

The policewoman at the police station couldn't help feeling pity for him, a beautiful and slender boy, who had suffered such a terrible attack just now.

What's more, it didn't know when it started to rain outside.Although it is not a heavy rain, the rain in the early spring in the south is the coldest.What's more, Nan Youxing is also wearing thin clothes, his coat is not a problem at all under such a rainy curtain.

Seeing that the screen was obviously black when he took out his mobile phone, the policewoman couldn't help but said: "I lent you my mobile phone, can you contact your family to pick it up?"

"No need." Nan Youxing shook his head and stuffed the phone back into his pocket.

"Then hand me your phone to charge it, it's hard for you to take a taxi in such heavy rain." Standing behind the counter, the policewoman stretched out her hand towards him.

Seeing Nan Youxing raised his eyes, his eyelashes were long and black, and in a blink of an eye, the light filled his fine eyelashes like flowing water, cast a shadow, covering his dark and quiet eyes.

She couldn't help taking a deep breath.

Hit by the sudden beauty.

"Thank you." Nan Youxing thanked politely, and handed over the phone.

"Ah, your mobile phone model is so old." The female policeman took the mobile phone and was a little surprised, "...it must be a model from five or six years ago, right?"

Fortunately, all versions of Cherry's mobile phone charging cables are of the same type. Otherwise, such an early model may not be able to find a charging cable now.

For a child like Nan Youxing's age, whose mobile phone is not changed every year or two, this child looks young, but the mobile phone can be used for so long.

"Seven years." Nan Youxing replied in a low voice.

Seven years, in the blink of an eye, it seems like it was still yesterday.

Seeing that Nan Youxing was wearing thin clothes and the wind was strong at the door because of the rain, the policewoman took a chair and put it aside to greet him.

"Come here and sit down first. The phone will need to be charged for a while."

"Thank you." Nan Youxing sat on the chair and looked out the door.The rain curtain outside the door gradually became bigger, and the torrential rain poured down, soaking the floor at the entrance of the police station.

Looking at the wet floor at the door, his eyes gradually lost focus.

Seven years ago, I also thought about such a heavy rain.

The car slid down the hillside against the grass, the tires were crushed by countless gravel, and it stumbled and rolled forward.Until it seemed to hit something, a huge impact hit his face, and he was caught off guard, and a person rushed over to block him.

Before he could say "no" in time, he was hugged tenderly by that chest.

"Do not be afraid."

In the small and airtight space in the car, the voice fell softly beside his ears.

The sound gradually died down, and he stumbled out of the hospital. It rained heavily that day, and he walked alone in the heavy rain, as if he would never find a way out.

"Hey Nan Youxing, take a look, there are a lot of missed calls on your phone."

The policewoman's voice woke Nan Youxing from his memory, and he took the phone in a daze.

The word "Ah Shi" seemed to pass by with fire, imprinted on his retina, as if he had been burned, his pupils constricted suddenly.

When Nan Youxing was in a daze, the phone rang suddenly.

He seemed to be lost, and answered the phone mechanically.

"Hello! Nan Youxing! You finally answered the phone? Where are you so late? Do you know how many times I called you? "

A series of questioning voices sounded, and because of the insufficient battery, his voice was still buzzing with a small electric current.

Nan Youxing clutched the phone tightly, as if in the turbulent water, he finally caught a life-saving straw.It seemed that in the darkness that was about to suffocate, he finally found a small window of light and was able to breathe.

After a series of questions, the voice on the other end of the phone stopped, as if waiting for Nan Youxing's answer.

But Nan Youxing just held on to the phone tightly and couldn't say a word.

"Speak!" The voice on the other end of the phone became angry.

Nan Youxing wanted to speak, but his throat seemed to be stuck. After a while, he finally said "Hello".Her voice was hoarse and trembling, with an imperceptible hint of coquettishness and grievance.

Pei Shixiao seemed to be pinched by someone, and his anger dissipated like smoke.

He lowered his voice: "Where are you?"

When Pei Shixiao arrived, he saw Nan Youxing sitting obediently in the police station with his legs together and his hands on his knees. Seeing him coming, he stood up from the chair.

Pei Shixiao put away the wet umbrella and put it outside the gate of the police station. When he turned his head, Nan Youxing had already rushed to him.Looking at the wet floor tiles at the entrance of the police station, Pei Shixiao frowned: "Don't run around, the ground is slippery, you..."

Before he finished speaking, that figure was already close in front of him.

Pei Shixiao opened his hands subconsciously, and Nan Youxing threw himself into his arms without hesitation.He felt the furry touch on his chest, and clasped his waist tightly with both hands.

So Pei Shixiao couldn't continue speaking.

His heart softened.I think Nan Youxing must have been frightened.

He hugged him and lifted him up on tiptoe comfortingly, thinking that this is a police station, so he couldn't be too intimate, so he quickly put him down.

Nan Youxing was very clingy, when he came out of his arms, he still pursed his lips aggrievedly, and raised his eyes to look at him.

His pitch-black eyes seemed to be soaked in the tide of rain, filled with mist, like an iceberg with only a tip exposed on the dark sea, countless unspoken emotions were hidden under the sea, and dark waves were surging.

Pei Shixiao sighed in his heart, put his arms around the man's shoulders and bowed his head to his ear.

"It's still outside, don't wave."

Watching the interaction between the two of them, the policewoman blushed slightly.

This is too...too sweet!

The single dog was caught off guard and fed a big mouthful of sugar!

The female policeman collected herself, briefly described what happened, and returned the mobile phone that was still charging to Nan Youxing.

Pei Shixiao took the man to the car door under an umbrella, only to realize that he came here in such a hurry that his shoulders on both sides of his coat were already wet.

He took off his coat and threw it in the back seat, and found that Nan Youxing was already in the back seat.

He looked amused, and raised his chin to signal to the co-pilot.

"Why are you sitting in the back? Sit in the front."

Nan Youxing lowered his head and did not speak.

"What kind of animal/beast am I? You hide so far away." Nan Youxing's little thought was almost written on his face, and Pei Shixiao was speechless: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you in the car."

Nan Youxing shrank his body: "I... I'll just sit in the back."

Looking at him like that, thinking that he must have been frightened today, Pei Shixiao didn't bother with him and just got into the driving seat.

The car had just driven into the villa and hadn't parked in the garage yet.

Pei Shixiao unbuckled his seat belt, got out of the car and opened the rear door.With deep eyes, he stared down at Nan Youxing's face.

Nan Youxing's dark eyes were still full of water, and she raised her head to look over.

Pei Shixiao pressed onto the back seat with one leg, clasped Nan Youxing's neck with one hand, and laid him down on the back seat.

"as you wish."

He leaned close to Nan Youxing's ear and gave a low laugh.

The first spring rain in the beginning of the year gradually subsided, and it was still pattering outside the car, hitting the car shell, arousing the crisp sound of water, tick-tock.

The moon gradually peeped out from behind the clouds, and the light blue moon shadow quietly fell on the car parked at the entrance of the villa.

It was cool outside, but it was hot inside the car.

He was obviously doing such a thing, but Nan Youxing seemed to be distracted.

His eyebrows were as black as ink, and he was clean and deserted.

Mingming's voice seemed to be stained with the moisture of the spring rain. When he was lying on his shoulder, his breath was warm, and it pressed against the neck thinly, and the itching was like mist.

A faint scent of grass and trees penetrated into the tip of the nose, bringing a little coolness.Pei Shixiao sniffed the scent closely, fascinated.

Under the night, Nan Youxing trembled on the top of his mountain like a handful of fresh snow.

He couldn't help pinching the back of Nan Youxing's neck like a flower branch, as if he was pinching the top of a group of peaks.

In the end, Nan Youxing was carried into the villa by Pei Shixiao.

When he woke up the next day, Nan Youxing stared at the ceiling, his consciousness froze for a moment.

He took away Pei Shixiao's hand on his chest and sat up from the bed.

The rain outside the window had stopped, so he got out of bed and went downstairs to make breakfast.

For seven years, Nan Youxing would always shut himself in the room, close the thick curtains, and put on earplugs every time he encountered such a thunderstorm, until he could not hear any sound.

The doctor once said that this was a psychological implication, because the traces left on him by that heavy rainy day were too deep, so he would always get sick in this kind of weather.

And yesterday, for the first time in seven years, he didn't shut himself up like before, and he didn't show symptoms.

"It's going to be burnt." Pei Shixiao's voice sounded behind him, Nan Youxing came back to his senses, and looked down, the fried eggs in the pan were burnt to the brim, with a black circle, which was extremely ugly.

Nan Youxing hurriedly scooped up the fried egg and poured it into the plate: "Wait a minute, I'll fry another one."

"No need." Pei Shixiao took the plate indifferently, "It's just a little bit, it's okay."

After Nan Youxing finished the sandwich and brought it to the table, he saw that Pei Shixiao had already removed the sides of his fried egg.

"Still in a daze while cooking," Pei Shixiao looked at him with a smile in his eyes, "What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing." Nan Youxing withdrew his gaze, looked down at his plate, and began to eat slowly.

Seeing that Nan Youxing's attitude seemed a little cold, a strange sense of disobedience came to his heart.

Pei Shixiao frowned slightly.

After all, I was scared yesterday.

He couldn't be... aware of Shen Tingmian's matter, right?

For some reason, Pei Shixiao's heart was empty, as if he couldn't step on the ground, and he felt inexplicably flustered and short of breath.

"It's my fault." Pei Shixiao put down the knife and fork in his hand, his brows and eyes darkened slightly.

"That Qi Yang...I will deal with it."

The author has something to say:

"I won't do anything to you in the car."

——You can’t slap your face, Pei Gou.

Nonsence!