What if you don't want to fall in love with the school bully?

Jiang Qixiao took classes in the new school for a month. There were not many classes, it was quite leisurely, and the environment was quite good.

One day, when he returned to the apartment as usual, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that Xiao Hua's spirit was not as good as when he first came.

Although Xiaohua was lazy in the past, she still took the initiative to go to the window to bask in the sun occasionally, and was also very active in eating cat food. Now Xiaohua has become a cat food that does not reach her mouth, does not move, does not drink water, and is sluggish. Some of them were lying in the nest, still having loose bowels.

Xiaohua's various conditions told Jiang Qixiao that it was sick, so Jiang Qixiao hurriedly carried Xiaohua to the nearby pet hospital for examination.

"How long has this phenomenon lasted?" The veterinarian wearing glasses put disposable gloves on his hands, put them on Xiaohua's belly, and pressed gently, as if he was looking for something.

Xiaohua meowed lazily, showing no sign of resistance.

Jiang Qixiao wasn't very sure either, he had been immersed in the pain of a broken relationship some time ago, and rarely paid attention to Jiang Xiaohua's state, "It should be just these two days, we just moved here for about a month, and it wasn't there before. Such."

The veterinarian took a look at Jiang Qixiao, and seemed a little puzzled by his answer. How could someone not even know when his cat started to feel uncomfortable? He withdrew his hand and pushed his glasses, "Busy at work?"

Jiang Qixiao froze for a moment, then shook his head, "I'm not very busy... a little while ago."

"If you don't have time to take care of your pet, you can send it over here. We provide foster care here." The veterinarian said in a cold tone, "Your house may not be cleaned up. The cat accidentally ate something by mistake, and some acclimatization is the reason for this."

"Cats can't acclimate?" Jiang Qixiao asked in surprise.

The veterinarian ignored his words, "Go back after paying the money, and come back tomorrow to see how it is doing. Its intestines and stomach are damaged, and it needs to be observed here for three days."

Speaking of gastrointestinal damage, Jiang Qixiao inevitably thought of Yang Shaoqing.

That child's stomach is too delicate...

Sure enough, like father, like son?

The veterinarian continued to say some accusing words, but Jiang Qixiao didn't listen. As long as he started thinking about Yang Shaoqing, he couldn't listen to anything.

He could only nod his head half-understanding to pay, then patted Xiao Hua's head, and returned to the apartment like a walking dead.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Yang Shaoqing stood at the door of the boxing gym and knocked on the door on time after paying the fee to Yang's mother in the hospital.

Shen Can who opened the door was still impatient. He looked at Yang Shaoqing with cold eyes and said, "There are still two hours, why are you here so early?"

Yang Shaoqing glanced at him lightly, took off his coat, walked into the storage room in the gym, took out his black gloves, and began to practice boxing with the nearest sandbag without saying a word.

It's almost May weather and it won't be too cold to be naked indoors. Shen Can closed the door, leaned against the wall and smoked a cigarette while wantonly looking at Yang Shaoqing's body.

This kid's figure is much better than when he first came here, his muscles are tight, his lines are tough, his whole body exudes the smell of hormones, his skin is very white, and there is a dazzling red thread Jade Buddha chain hanging around his neck.

Seeing Yang Shaoqing's terrifying wolf-like eyes, Shen Can clicked his tongue.

It seems that this kid didn't listen to his words.

Shen Can stood aside and admired the picture of the handsome man punching for a while, then the phone in his pocket rang, and he took it out to see that it was Zheng Yu, his girlfriend he just made last month. He picked up the phone impatiently He said a word, "Speak."

"Where are you? I've been looking for you for a long time."

"looking for me?"

"Shen Can, you haven't forgotten that we are in a relationship, right? As a girlfriend, I can't even ask myself where my boyfriend is? Can't you speak better?" Zheng Yu said aggrievedly on the other end of the phone.

"I'm at work." Shen Can's tone remained unchanged.

"I'm going to find you and tell me the address."

Shen Can frowned and bit the cigarette butt lightly with her teeth, but said nothing.

"Brother Can!" Zheng Yu's voice became sharp, "Can't you put yourself in another place and think about it! I like you so much, you promised to be my boyfriend, why..."

Her voice stopped abruptly, and Shen Can cut off the phone.

Shen Can put out the cigarette, threw the phone on the table, looked at Yang Shaoqing not far away who was concentrating on practicing boxing, and walked over regardless of the vibrating phone, "How much money did Lao Tian deduct from you?"

Yang Shaoqing paused for only two seconds before starting to move again.

"Look at your desperation, you must have buckled a lot." Shen Can licked her lips and sneered, "Don't treat him too much as a savior, get out as soon as your mother is able to get out after the operation, Otherwise, he will suck all your blood sooner or later."

After speaking, Shen Can turned her head, picked up her phone and went up to the second floor. Her movements were clean and neat, and she didn't give Yang Shaoqing a chance to reply at all.

After Shen Can left, Yang Shaoqing's movements stopped for a while, his hands hidden in his gloves were clenched tightly, his jaw line was tense instantly, and his eyes closed suddenly.

Shen Can was right.

During the month he joined Curator Tian's private arena, he earned a lot, enough to pay his mother's medical expenses, but it was only enough to pay the medical expenses.Director Tian pays him dividends every time according to the exact amount, as if he has investigated his hospital expenses a long time ago, and can't squeeze out any excess.

Yang Shaoqing is a new star member under Director Tian. As soon as he came in, with his beautiful face and perfect muscular body, many people bet on him. He punched five times a week, which is the number of appearances in the gym. Most boxers.

At the beginning, he suffered a lot of injuries because of his inexperience. The opponents he faced were those who had played many times. He almost lost the first game, and his face was bruised and purple for several days.

It's much better now, learn to subdue each other in two rounds, unless you encounter that kind of difficult opponent.

While curator Tian brainwashed him that his future path will become better and better, he used him to make a lot of dirty money. He found that curator Tian controlled some boxers with drugs and drugs. If a boss buys them privately to lose, You have to lose, even if you can beat it, you have to lose.

Those boxers who were controlled had no power to resist, and all the money they earned went into the pocket of Director Tian. After a fight, he only had two puffs left.

Curator Tian is very optimistic about Yang Shaoqing, and has not yet agreed to any boss to buy him or lose cooperation.

Maybe it's because the money isn't enough.

No wonder Shen Can would say that kind of thing to him at the beginning, he didn't know why Shen Can told him so much, and he didn't need to know, just know about the competition and getting money.

Getting used to these dirty deals, Yang Shaoqing's mind changed a lot. He always said to himself, don't be discouraged, there is still a chance.

There is also a chance to withdraw.

Moreover, he hasn't found Jiang Qixiao yet, so how could he be destroyed here.

Yang Shaoqing didn't dare to touch the things here, even if they were unopened.

He has been held back by curator Tian, ​​and his hands can no longer be shackled.

At eleven o'clock, Yang Shaoqing stood shirtless on the ring and saw today's opponent clearly.

"Mike! Comeon! Hit him!"

"Mike! Mike!"

The opponent is a blond foreigner, about the same height as Yang Shaoqing, fatter than Yang Shaoqing, and looks a lot stronger.

"Sheep! Sheep!"

"Beware the sheep! He's strong!"

"Steady the sheep! I bet you thirty coins and you win!"

Sheep is Yang Shaoqing's appellation in the venue, which was stipulated by curator Tian.

Yang Shaoqing made the most standard fighting posture, locked his eyes on the foreigner named Mike, gritted his teeth to accumulate strength, the veins on his forehead bulged, his muscles twitched twice, and stared at him fixedly, as if he was hungry. Terrific wolf eyes on prey.

"Oh, no." Mike shook his head and smiled, obviously not paying attention to Yang Shaoqing.

Yang Shaoqing didn't dare to take it lightly. The calls for him to lose have been getting louder and louder recently. Since this person in front of him is the first time he appears here, he must have been selected by two people.

The referee blew his whistle between the two of them and quickly retreated to the side. The rules here are different from those in regular games. Only when the players are really down and unable to get up for ten seconds can they go to the stage to count down. There is no foul in the middle , What the audience wants to see is not only the fight between boxers, but also the scene where two people fight like animals.

After the whistle blew, Mike rushed forward, trying to win the upper hand and beat Yang Shaoqing in speed, and gave him two uppercuts.

Yang Shaoqing's reaction was very fast, his pupils contracted sharply, and he observed every movement of Mike in his eyes, his head quickly tilted back, and his right fist suddenly pierced up from below.

Mike's uppercut had just been thrown out before he could take it back. He sensed the punch coming from below Yang Shaoqing, but he couldn't dodge it. His jaw was so hard that his teeth were almost knocked out.

"Cool." Mike's eyes changed, and he smiled again.

Yang Shaoqing didn't give him enough time to laugh out loud, ignored his words, and continued to turn around and bend his elbow towards his stomach.

This time Mike was on guard, and blocked Yang Shaoqing's arm with his gloved hand.

Yang Shaoqing's eyes froze, and he stretched out his hand to grab his head and pulled down hard. The force was amazing, and he actually pulled Mike's body over. The unbalanced Mike rolled off Yang Shaoqing's shoulders. In time, he slammed his knee hard into his face.

Mike let out a scream, and the bridge of his tall nose was directly broken by the enormous force.

"No! No!" Mike was talking inarticulately, but Yang Shaoqing couldn't hear clearly.

Suddenly, Yang Shaoqing frowned, and paused for two seconds as he wanted to continue attacking.

Enduring the pain, Mike saw this moment, and rushed forward again when Yang Shaoqing was distracted.

Yang Shaoqing was stunned by the sudden pain in his stomach, and when he realized it, he couldn't escape. He honestly took a punch and stretched his legs to push Mike away, and suppressed the discomfort with his fists.

If you drag on, you may lose.

He can't lose.

If you lose, you have no money.

Thinking of this, Yang Shaoqing's eyes became more fierce, there was no room for Mike to resist, his muscles tensed and burst out, he clenched his teeth and punched Mike's head.

The people around screamed excitedly. They thought that the new face who came today could hit the sheep, but they didn't expect it to be a rookie who had no room to fight back.

Yang Shaoqing took off his gloves and struck out with one punch after another. The sharp pain in his stomach made his eyes more and more crazy and fierce, his expression was distorted, and the violent breath filled his limbs and bones, making him He couldn't control the attack, and then attack.

All he could see in front of his eyes was a bloody scene, blurred, bright red and evil.

No one came up to call the countdown, everyone was excited by Yang Shaoqing's momentum, and there was a lot of shouting, and they didn't want him to stop at all.

Yang Shaoqing felt that his heart was about to be burst by an inexplicable emotion, and the remaining rationality made him close his eyes forcefully, to isolate all this, and slowly, he stopped his slightly trembling hands .

He is in pain.

My stomach hurts, my hands hurt, and my heart hurts even more.

He knew that he was being changed slowly, that he was beginning to succumb to violence gradually, but he couldn't help it.

You can only watch yourself being changed.

"Sheep! Come down!"

An impatient cry that was different from the excitement of the audience at the side of the ring got into Yang Shaoqing's ears. He raised his hand and wiped his blurred eyes, which were still blood red. Mike's blood and some unknown liquid were mixed together. He couldn't see the scene in front of him clearly.

liquid……?

tears?

Did he cry?

"Yang Shaoqing! Come down for me!" The voice sounded again.

Yang Shaoqing took a hard look there, and seemed to see the person he was thinking about day and night in a trance. He smiled, stood up slowly, staggered over, and was caught when he was about to fall .

"Jiang Qixiao..." Yang Shaoqing gently touched that person's face, and smiled foolishly, "You... are you back... I, I miss you so much..."