After being targeted by scheming green tea

Jing Yuwen raised his hands to cover his face, and said in a mournful voice, "Didn't you ask me this morning? Also, why did you tear it off for me?"

He lowered his hands and frowned slightly: "It's really impolite."

Although Jing Yuwen's tone sounded very gentle, even a little aggrieved, Xiang Siye's brows and eyes were filled with disappointment: "I'm just curious."

curious?Jing Yu Wenxin said: Your curiosity makes me ashamed to talk to you.

When he saw Xiang Siye's lost look, he felt uncomfortable instantly, and sighed: "Let's go back first."

Nodding to Si Ye: "Okay."

Jing Yuwen thought about how he would answer if he asked Siye who made the mark on his neck, saying that he pinched it himself?I'm afraid Xiang Siye will send him to a mental hospital.

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. As soon as he walked up to the third floor, he suddenly stopped unconsciously. Then he grabbed his hair with both hands and jumped twice.

"Ah! It's so annoying!"

After speaking, he ran back to the dormitory.

Xiang Siye followed and closed the door: "What's wrong? Why did you come in suddenly?"

Jing Yuwen sat on the bed, looked up at Xiang Siye, and smiled awkwardly: "Ah? No... nothing, you..."

"Huh?" Xiang Siye went to the desk and put down his schoolbag, and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

Jing Yuwen's brain couldn't keep up with the speed of his mouth: "You are so pretty."

The moment the words came out, Jing Yuwen wanted to slap himself twice on the spot, how could he say these words from his own mouth?But... But now he really thinks that Xianggou is very good-looking.

Leaning against the edge of the desk, Xiang Siye raised the corner of his mouth: "Thank you, I think so too, but I think you look better."

Jing Yuwen was stunned, his face felt hot, is this guy teasing him now?Well, it’s not a day or two since this guy looks like a hooligan, but the problem is that he was quite happy being molested by this hooligan, well, he must be crazy, this must be because he bit his neck last night The sequelae of the next!

In order to conceal his emotions, Jing Yuwen bluffed: "Ahem, Xianggou."

Xiang Siye tilted his head: "Huh?"

"You, can you stay closer to me?"

Xiang Siye narrowed his eyes slightly, and walked up to Jing Yuwen: "Of course."

Jing Yuwen raised his eyes, as if commanding: "You, you squat down."

Sure enough, Xiang Siye squatted in front of him, with his arms on his knees: "Okay."

Jing Yuwen's fist was full of strength, and he punched Xiang Siye's head. This punch made him feel more relaxed.

"Ah!" Xiang Siye touched his head with one hand and frowned slightly: "It hurts so much, so why did you hit me this time?"

Jing Yuwen leaned back, put his hands behind his back, pretended to be leisurely, and said: "I, I just want to hit you. Do you need a reason to hit you?"

Xiang Siye put both hands on Jing Yuwen's lap, and said softly, "Is that unreasonable?"

Jing Yuwen swallowed, raised his hand and pushed Xiang Siye's two hands away: "What are you doing? Hooligan, do you need to reason with you?"

Xiang Siye chuckled: "That's right, you don't need to reason with me."

Jing Yuwen didn't even take off his shoes, turned over and lay on the bed, with his back to Xiang Siye, pretending to be calm and said: "Okay, Dad is going to bed, what should you do?"

Xiang Siye smiled, stood up, bent down, Jing Yuwen didn't know what he was going to do, subconsciously turned over to face him, curled up: "What are you doing?"

Xiang Siye's hand passed over Jing Yuwen, grabbed the quilt behind Jing Yuwen, pulled it, and covered Jing Yuwen's body: "I won't eat you again, so cover you with the quilt, or you'll catch a cold soon. "

Jing Yuwen grabbed the quilt and covered his face: "Okay, thank you, you can go!"

Xiang Siye didn't make a sound, Jing Yuwen showed one eye to see that Xiang Siye was already sitting at the desk and took out a set of test questions from his schoolbag.

Jing Yuwen breathed a sigh of relief, quietly took off his shoes and school uniform jacket, covered his head with the quilt and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, the quilt covering his head was lifted, and Xiang Siye's gentle voice lingered in his ears: "Student Ah Jing, get up, brother, get up, it's time to go to class, brother, Jing Yuwen."

"Huh? Well," Jing Yuwen habitually put his hand under the pillow, took out his phone to look at it, half an hour before class, he saw a text message on his phone, clicked on it, it was Yu Xian's figure When he arrived, he sat up, stretched his waist, rubbed his eyes, his voice was lazy, and his speech speed was a little slow: "Xianggou, I'll go home in the afternoon to get Yu Xian's birthday present."

Xiang Siye walked to the desk and packed his schoolbag: "Do you want to accompany me?"

Jing Yuwen's feet touched the ground, and while putting on his shoes, he curled his lips: "What's there to accompany me, I don't think I'll even miss my evening self-study this trip."

Xiang Siye picked up the last question on the desk, looked at it and said, "Alright, the exam is coming soon, I'll help you with tutoring when I come back."

After speaking, put the questions in the schoolbag.

Jing Yuwen was tying his shoelaces, when he heard the words, he was stunned for a moment, he let out an "oh", feeling a little disappointed, this time the monthly exam is over, and he will be divided into classes according to his grades again, when the time comes, Xiang Siye will go to the first class up...

Thinking of this, Jing Yuwen inexplicably hated himself for not studying hard at the beginning. He suddenly raised his hand and patted his face, suppressing his thoughts forcibly, then got up and took three band-aids and went to the bathroom to face the mirror.

At the end of the fourth class in the afternoon, Jing Yuwen walked out of the school alone and waited for the bus at the bus station. There were noisy people coming and going on the road. Jing Yuwen was looking at the vehicles passing by on the road and thinking. He was thinking that the express delivery would be blocked. Put it at the collection point in the community, not far from his home, whether he wants to go home or not.

The index finger of his left hand, which was naturally hanging on the side of his leg, was suddenly grasped by a soft and sticky little hand. He bowed his head, and a little boy who had just reached his waist was holding his hand.

He smiled: "What's the matter, kid?"

The little boy looked quite fresh, but his voice was shrill and unpleasant: "Little brother, are you Jing Yuwen from Beicheng No. [-] Middle School?"

Jing Yuwen nodded: "It's me, what's wrong?"

The little boy said: "Little brother, come with me, someone is looking for you."

Jing Yuwen was puzzled: "Who is it?"

The little boy pulled him: "Little brother, you will know when you come here."

This little boy has one little brother at a time. Although Jing Yuwen doesn't like children very much, he can still accept a polite and good-looking child, and this child has already held his hand. He thought, just a child, with There would be no danger for him to go, so he followed the child.

There is a small alley near the fifth middle school in Beicheng, which is a bit long and winding. In recent years, a road that is more convenient than this has been built, so few people usually walk here.

The little boy dragged Jing Yuwen around in the alley, Jing Yuwen asked, "Where are you taking me?"

As soon as I asked this question, at a corner, a bald man wearing a sleeveless vest and tattoos on his shoulders suddenly rushed out. Before Jing Yuwen had time to react, he was punched at the corner of the right mouth. The punch was a bit heavy. Dejing Yuwen leaned directly against the corner of the wall. Before he could react, another person came out. This person was dressed similarly to the one just now, and also had a bald head. They grabbed his arm from behind together, pressing him so hard that he could only Squat on the ground.

Then two more people appeared, Jing Yuwen clearly recognized these two people, it was Zhao Gan and that brother Qian, the little boy ran up to Brother Qian, and asked anxiously, "Why did you beat that little brother?"

Brother Qian touched the little boy's head, took out ten yuan from his pocket, stuffed it to him, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about it, kid, go, don't tell others."

The little boy nodded timidly. He looked at Jing Yuwen with self-blame in his eyes, and then returned in the direction he came from.

Jing Yuwen was a little dizzy from the beating, and his voice was weak: "What do you want to do?"

Brother Qian squatted in front of him: "Yo yo yo, little counselor, this voice is really distressing, turned over last week. The wall went to your school, didn't it scare you to pee your pants?"

Jing Yuwen was puzzled: "What?"

The previous bald head was a little impatient: "Tong Qian, stop talking nonsense, did you ask us to suppress this little boy to chat with you?"

Jing Yuwen frowned: "What the hell do you want?"

Tong Qian put one arm around his knees, lowered his chin to his elbow, and pinched Jing Yuwen's face with the other hand: "Tsk, it feels good."

Jing Yuwen shook his head irritably: "Get out, get your dirty hands off."

"Hey, Teacher Su's son really has a temper." Tong Qian stood up and looked at Zhao Gan, who was bowing his head and saying nothing, and said, "Come on, avenge you. Why did your father beat you? Hit him back."

Zhao Gan grabbed the hem of his clothes, his voice trembling: "Brother Qian, why don't you forget it."

Tong Qian seemed a little inconceivable: "Forget it? I've found someone for you, and you came with me. You say it's fine? Cowardly, are you afraid of a fart?"

Zhao Gan swallowed his saliva: "No way, brother Qian, you are going abroad, you don't care about your own future, I care, I have to go to university honestly, so forget it, brother Qian, I'm sorry, how much do you want?" I’ll give you all the money! I’m sorry big brother, I’ll give you all the money, can you just pretend it never happened this time?”

"Fuck." A bald man was about to let go of Jing Yuwen's arm: "Just give me the money."

Tong Qian stopped him: "Don't brother, don't let him go."

After speaking, he slapped Zhao Gan on the head: "Fucking coward, get out of here if you don't hit me."

Zhao Gan nodded vigorously: "Thank you, Brother Qian."

After speaking, he ran to the other end of the alley.

Another bald head asked: "Tong Qian, people don't want to do it anymore, what else do you want to do?"

Tong Qian squatted in front of Jing Yuwen with great interest, and said with a smile: "Anyway, people seized it, and such a good opportunity should not be wasted. After all, I dropped a mobile phone in front of his mother to spread rumors." .”

Jing Yuwen spat: "Bah, fuck it. Your mother, are you still involved in the rumor making?"

Tong Qian tilted his head to avoid Jing Yuwen's saliva: "Tsk, kid, your temper is too hot, don't forget, you are being caught by my people now."

Jing Yuwen frowned: "Stinky fool, you fucking want to fight fast, I have something to do."

The two bald heads were a little impatient, and the one on the right said: "Tong Qian, hurry up."

The one on the left said: "It's fucking time for dinner."

"Two big brothers, don't worry," Tong Qian smiled, and said to Jing Yuwen, "Well, if you give me a kiss, I'll let them let you go."