like electricity

Not only Wei Zhixun's cousin, but the rest of the people also wanted to know who blocked Zhou Zezheng in the alley and beat him up.

"Well, this is..."

Wei Zhixun's gaze drifted to the left involuntarily, and everyone followed, and saw Zhuo Shuang chatting with someone bored with his chin resting on his hand.

"Brother Zhuo?" The little cousin asked tentatively, "Is that you?"

Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on this side, Zhuo Shuang turned her body sideways, revealing the innermost Jiang Shou.

"Well, although I also kicked that guy, the main culprit is actually this little classmate. It was this little classmate who pinned Zhou Zezheng in a dark alley near our school and beat him up."

"Really him?"

The little cousin glanced suspiciously, Zhuo Shuang nodded, "Have you ever lied to you, Brother Zhuo?"

"No, brother Zhuo never cheats, he is closer than his own brother."

Ignoring the dissatisfied eyes of his brother Wei Zhixun, the little cousin went straight to the target, holding Jiang Shou's hand halfway across the table.

"Benefactor, I heard that you beat up that woman surnamed Zhou."

Jiang Shou, who is not used to too much physical contact with people, instinctively shrank back, "It's me."

"Tell me how you did it, what was that guy's expression when he was beaten? You don't know, I feel so comfortable when I heard that guy was beaten, you deserve it, you fucking have today "The little cousin spoke very fast, and said a lot, "Finally someone gave me such a bad breath, I am happy, how about you?"

"I'm not..."

Jiang Shou originally wanted to say "I'm not for you", but was forced to listen to a bunch of meaningless nonsense before finishing speaking.

Judging from the two points of familiarity and nonsense, this person is Wei Zhixun's cousin, that's right, the two were carved out of the same mold.

"Our little classmate is relatively shy. You will scare him if you are so familiar."

After reacting, Wei Zhixun carried his cousin away with his hands. The little boy was skinny and fluttered like a chicken in his hands, "Be honest."

"Old Wei, explain." Zhuo Shuang stroked Jiang Shou's hair affectionately, "My little classmates are going to be stupid."

Looking at Jiang Sorrow with a sluggish face, Wei Zhixun sighed, "This guy is my cousin, studying in No. [-] Middle School."

Hearing a certain word, Jiang Shou's rationality gradually returned, "Sanzhong, isn't that just...?"

Wei Zhixun nodded, and briefly explained what was going on, "Yes, it's exactly what you think. At the end of last semester, this idiot would secretly bring the Switch to school, but he was snatched by that **** on the way home."

Zhou Ze was blackmailing around No. [-] Middle School, and he happened to blackmail Wei Zhixun's little cousin, so he made a knot like this.

They originally thought of finding an excuse to beat up Zhou Zezheng to vent their anger on the kid in a place far away from the school and out of the teacher's control, but before they could implement it, someone preempted it.

"Not only robbed me, but also beat me up. I went back and looked, and there was a big bruise on my back!" The child poked his head out of his cousin's arms and yelled in disbelief, "My dad still doesn't agree with it. Buy me a new one, saying that I am easy to lose my mind, am I easy!"

Wei Zhixun tapped him on the head, "Don't mess with everything, sit down and eat first."

·

10 minutes later, the waiter came with a cart and served the food.When the first plate was put down, everyone including Jiang Shou looked dumbfounded: mutton rolls, yes, they did order four plates of mutton rolls, but they had never seen this kind of mutton rolls piled up like a hill, One top picture and three copies.

"Miss." Afraid of cheating, Fu Heng quickly stood up and reasoned with the waiter, "You guys... did you make a mistake? We ordered the standard portion, you..."

The waiter picked up the bill and glanced at it in confusion, "That's right, it's yours. If you don't believe me, what's the problem with the bill printed by the machine?"

"No, we really..." Fu Heng was still trying to reason,

As a result, someone held him down, "Old Wei, what are you doing?"

"Uh, old Fu, it belongs to us." Wei Zhixun scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "Did I not tell you that this restaurant is opened by my mother, and I told her that I would treat my classmates to dinner today. She wants me to bring you into the shop."

He pouted and pointed at the plate of mutton, "I guess she told me that she was always afraid that I wouldn't have enough to eat."

After confirming that he would not be slaughtered suddenly when he came to pay the bill, Fu Heng sat down and watched the relieved waiter continue to serve the dishes.

Thanks to Wei Zhixun's mother, everything they ordered was overdone, almost two to three times as much as in the picture, especially the lettuce dish that Zhuo Shuang ordered. Lost face.

"Okay, okay, take it back, we don't want the rest." Seeing that the two tables could not be accommodated, Wei Zhixun hurried back, "It would be nice if the few of us can finish eating these, let her stop Confused me."

Seeing the dozens of plates full in front of him, Li Shichuan couldn't close his jaw, "Shocked my mother, I know what old Wei eats to grow so strong, no one can bear this kind of force-feeding Feed."

"What's the matter with being strong? I'm a standard figure."

Over there Wei Zhixun and Li Shichuan bickered, and here Zhuo Shuang glanced at Jiang Shou who was sitting next to her, "I think it's pretty good, it's a merit to be able to feed this little classmate two catties."

He seriously recalled the feeling of hugging yesterday, "It's all bones, no wonder it's not tall... Why did you kick me? Which sentence I said is not true, little classmate, you can't be so narrow-minded."

"..."

In fact, Jiang Shou just kicked him very lightly to tell him not to talk nonsense, but who knows that this person is really good at turning black and white, talking as if he has done some bad things that cannot be tolerated by nature.

"I won't always be this short." He whispered, "I will grow taller."

Originally, he didn't mind things like height that much, but after being called "little classmate" so many times, and it was really tiring to talk to this person with his head up, he began to quietly hope that he could grow taller and grow longer. A little taller, at least not really like a child.

Zhuo Shuang touched his head again—since Jiang Shou no longer guarded him like a wolf guard, he seemed to have learned this action without a teacher, and he did it very easily in a day.

"Ok, I know."

The pot boiled until it boiled, and the red soup was bubbling, pushing the thick butter on the surface to the side, revealing the rolling beef balls and shrimp.

Before setting down his chopsticks, Wei Zhixun suddenly called everyone up.

"Let me first offer a toast to classmate Jiangchou, and thank him for doing something I wanted to do but never dared to do."

It is said to be a toast, but in fact the cups are filled with freshly squeezed beverages such as corn juice and orange juice that do not contain alcohol at all.

"Benefactor, I also offer you a toast."

"Me too. I've seen that Zhou's displeased for a long time, grabbing the territory with me? What kind of onion is he?"

Zhuo Shuang saw that they had said everything they needed to say, "Then I wish the little classmate can grow to 1.8 meters smoothly."

As soon as he finished speaking, the rest of the people burst into outrageous laughter, "Brother Zhuo, shut up, I'm afraid you'll get kicked again."

Under the gaze of so many people, Jiang Choi picked up the cup, touched them unskillfully, took a sip following their example, and then stood there blankly.

No one has ever taught him how to deal with this kind of situation—he is used to bearing the indifference and malice of others, but he is not good at dealing with this kind of overly straightforward favor and kindness, and he will easily appear at a loss.

After receiving his distress signal, Zhuo Shuang stood up in time, "Okay, okay, aren't you hungry? I'm going to starve to death."

Jiangchou sat down relieved, before Zhuo Shuang threw two beef balls into the bowl with the chopsticks.

"What?"

Zhuo Shuang withdrew the hand holding the colander, and said lazily, "You are too gentle, brother, as someone who has experienced it, I will warn you

You say, if you want to eat, hurry up and start, otherwise you will have nothing by then. "

He didn't understand the meaning of Zhuo Shuang's words at first, until Fu Heng and Wei Zhixun fought over the last piece of mutton in the pot with a large plate next to them, and he realized that someone could really fight over such a little thing.

"It's hard to see." Taking advantage of their fierce fight, Zhuo Shuang scooped up the last bit of shrimp slip from the pot, "Half you, half me, just right."

Looking at the shrimp slippery in the bowl, Jiang Miao was still immersed in shock, "They have always been like this?"

Zhuo Shuang sneered at this, "What if it doesn't stay like this all the time? I'm childish. If you want to eat it, just rinse it off. If you have to snatch it, it's delicious. Do you think there's something wrong with it?"

"Maybe."

Such a scene was too novel to him, so novel that he couldn't hate it at all.

If only he could live as carefree as they do, without thinking too much about things.

·

Fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys are just growing up, and their stomachs are like a bottomless pit. The whole table of meat and vegetables looks scary, but in the end they were wiped out in sevens and eights. The empty plates are piled up with human heads so high.

"Do you want to blow the hair?"

Wei Zhixun and Li Shichuan, two big eaters, were doing the final clearing work, and Jiang Shou, who had been full for a long time, quietly stood up from her seat and followed Zhuo Shuang to the outside.

Their private room has a small enclosed glass balcony. The moment the door is opened, the cold night wind refreshes people.

Holding a can of beer in her hand, Zhuo Shuang leaned against the railing, her eyes shifted from the gorgeous neon lights of the night scene to Jiang Shou's face.

Probably because of the little alcohol in his veins, he was much quieter than usual, and he didn't make any harmless jokes, and his gestures and gestures were a little lazy.

"You've been looking at me, do you want to tell me something?" He put down his hand holding the jar, narrowed his narrow eyes, "If it's a confession, I'll consider listening."

here we go again.Jiangchou frowned instinctively.The feeling of being scratched by something in the heart came again.

Staying away from the crowded and noisy places over there, he is much more at ease than before.But he didn't think about why he didn't have to think about too many irrelevant things in front of this person, and he did have something to say to this person.

He took a deep breath, "Zhuo... Brother Zhuo, thank you."

"What's the big deal... huh? What did you call me just now?" Zhuo Shuang, who was still casual at first, suddenly raised her head, "Call again, I like to hear it."

Everyone called him Brother Zhuo, and he was indeed a little older than them all, so he accepted the title very calmly, but it seemed a little different from other people when he said it from his little classmates.

Stop calling.Jiang Shou pursed her lips, silently rejecting his request.

"I'm done talking, I'll go back..." As soon as he turned around, his hand was grabbed, with little strength, but he couldn't break free no matter what.

Zhuo Shuang took his hand and said coaxingly, "Call again, please, I like to hear it."

Probably because the neon lights reflected in those light brown eyes are a little bit more attractive, or this person is really picturesque when he is not smiling, he finally chose to compromise, "...Brother Zhuo."

"Ah."

Zhuo Shuang didn't let go of his hand, but pulled him to her side, and the two leaned side by side against the cold inorganic glass in the narrow space.

"What are you thanking me for? Did I do something worthy of your thanks?"

Zhuo Shuang brought the jar to her lips, and because she raised her head, her Adam's apple slipped with the swallowing very clearly.

"Many things. Zhou Zezheng's matter, and...their matter."

Jiangchou spoke very vaguely.He thought about it, those people in the private room would be friendly to him, it must be because of this person beside him...

"Although I really want to accept it, it's really not my credit."

Zhuo Shuang put down the things in her hands, and the jar fell on the metal railing

up, making a loud noise.

"It's true that they started dealing with you because of me, but Jiangchou, it's not someone else who made them treat you as a friend from the bottom of their hearts, it's you yourself—more specifically, the things you did, Make them willing to recognize you."

"what?"

Zhuo Shuang stretched out his hand, and did something he had always wanted to do—Jiang Choi had a pair of beautiful almond eyes, and there was a small mole under his eyes, which he usually cared about, but today It was by taking advantage of this insignificant feeling of drinking that he realized this point of concern.

His fingers slid on Jiang Shou's warm and soft skin, looking for the location of the mole according to the memory of the day, but moles can't be easily touched, he felt nothing for a while, A little disappointed let go.

"If you don't treat them as friends, they, especially Old Wei, will be very sad."

The touch of this person's fingers still remained on the skin, so vivid that it could not be ignored, Jiang Shou lowered his eyes.

"What about you?" There was a rush in his tone that he didn't realize, "Will you..."

"Me?" After hearing his question clearly, Zhuo Shuang frowned in distress, "Of course I will. If you still plan to keep me away from thousands of miles away, then I really have nothing to do."

Can't read any more.Jiang Shou staggered her gaze, not looking at Zhuo Shuang's shining eyes.

As long as he met those eyes, his heart beat so fast that it might explode at any moment.

"I didn't..." He took a deep breath, "I didn't push you away."