I heard you want to flirt with me?

In the dark night, in a small supermarket, a thin boy sat on an insulated step ladder, holding his breath and staring at the maintenance of the uncooled air conditioner.

In mid-August, the air is always dry and hot.

Sweat soon soaked the boy's hair, and his sleeves were stained.

Su Yunche came down from the stairs and saw the woman reconciling the account book in the storage room, and shouted: "Aunt Lan, the air conditioner has been repaired."

Lan Suyin is a woman who is almost 40 years old. She has no husband and children, and she is alone. Although she looks tired, she looks like a good-looking woman.

And Su Yunche only came here occasionally to help with electrical repairs, check the cash register and so on.

Lan Suyin came out of the storage room, saw the oil stain on Su Yunche's face, and threw a towel to him: "Wipe it, it's so dirty, are you going to start school tomorrow?"

"Well, it's called make-up lessons, not the start of school."

After Su Yunche carried the ladder into the storage room, when he came out, he saw a towel thrown on his face, wiped it casually, and responded casually.

"The key point of the county is different. The school starts two weeks earlier than other schools."

Lan Suyin directly took out more than twenty red tickets from the cash register, put them in an envelope and handed them to him, "Xiao Che, this month's salary, do you count two thousand and six?"

"Didn't you say two thousand and four, why is there two hundred more?" Su Yunche didn't want to owe her money, two thousand a month including room and board, was already a lot.

"Take it, the two hundred is your money for repairing the air conditioner today. You have been working here for two or three years, and you are still polite to Aunt Lan." Lan Suyin directly stuffed the money into his pocket.

She always knew that it was not easy for this kid, so she came here to work during winter and summer vacations, and she often earned tuition and living expenses by herself when she was still young.

She glanced at the clock and pushed him out: "It's past twelve o'clock, go home quickly, don't worry your family."

Su Yunche pulled out a polite smile: "Okay."

When he was 13 years old, both his parents left him for some reason, and now he is just an outsider who lives in his uncle's house.

After being alone for so many years, he almost forgot the feeling of being worried.

The night is charming, the brightly lit city, the continuous flow of vehicles, the bustling crowd.

The thin boy was wandering alone in the feasting and feasting.

After Su Yunche went to the bank to transfer money to the school, he walked into a street and went to the so-called home.

The streets are lonely, dark and without lights.

All of a sudden, there were cries and shouts from the alley next to the Internet cafe, and he inadvertently saw a few black figures in the dark alley, shining through the moonlight, like a young man holding a knife and sitting on two trembling legs on the ground. personal.

He didn't want to cause trouble, so he turned around and planned to take a detour, but accidentally kicked the soda can on the ground.

The loud noise caught the gangster's attention, and he yelled, "Who?"

"Passing by." Su Yunche didn't stop because of his scolding, but continued on his own way.

But suddenly a force grabbed his shoulder, pulled him back and threw him against the wall, the huge impact made his luteal bone and elbow numb.

"I don't like people like you the most. Be honest and hand over the money."

The man was not tall, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, exuding the aura of a hooligan all over his body. Seeing the boy in front of him kicking himself, as soon as he got angry, he swaggered in front of him with a knife.

Su Yunche raised his eyes and glanced at him. There was no fear or ferocity in the dark eyes, as if he was looking at an air.

The hooligan was completely enraged by him, and stabbed him with a knife.

But Su Yunche took a step, grabbed his hand holding the knife, twisted it hard, the knife fell to the ground, and hit his stomach with an elbow, and the man's scream sounded instantly.

Suddenly, Su Yunche heard hurried footsteps coming from another alley, probably this man's accomplice.Immediately grabbed his arm, clasped it behind his back, grabbed his hair and slammed it against the wall.

The hooligan leaned against the wall, clearly feeling the bloody taste in his mouth, so he cried and begged for mercy: "Brother, I was wrong, spare my life today, and see you later."

Su Yunche let go, and patted the wrinkled clothes lightly: "No, this is for you."

But before he could move, he felt a strong light, dazzling, and two figures stood upright at the entrance of the alley.

"Stop it, we're the police."

"What's your name, how old are you, where do you live, and why did you fight." The upright Police Officer Xiao sat at his desk, taking notes solemnly and according to the routine.

Su Yunche glanced at him: "I didn't fight."

"How did you beat that person up? He hasn't fought yet!" Officer Xiao's voice trembled with anger.

He didn't expect that the eyes of the boy in front of him, who was only in his teens, were full of indifference.

The hooligan behind him had a bruised nose, a lump of paper stuffed in his nose, and a dislocated arm. He took the opportunity to look like a frightened weakling.

He said: "Su Yunche, 17 years old, lives at No. 34 in the back alley, because he acts bravely for righteousness."

He didn't care whether the man opposite him believed it or not.

With a "bang", Officer Xiao grabbed him by the collar, threw him into a group of children at the door, and knelt down with them, hugging their heads.

"Think about it!"

The moonlight is beautiful tonight, the breeze is not dry, and the air at a height of less than one meter is also very fresh.

A teenager wearing a black baseball cap squeezed over, nudged him with his elbow, and said in a low voice, "Hey, buddy, you were also arrested for entering an Internet cafe as a minor."

Su Yunche didn't like to be in contact with people, so he took a step to the side, and glanced up at the rest of the people. He really looked like he was thirteen or fourteen years old, and he was really arrested for entering an Internet cafe as a minor.

It's just that the man in front of him is seventeen or eighteen years old, and he can be arrested for this crime, which is also very powerful.

Su Yunche: "Do we know each other?"

"I know you, Su Yunche, I'm Song Suqing. You forgot, I'm a classmate of your junior high school classmate, and we played ball together." Song Suqing rubbed up while making nonsense.

The peculiar smell of sweat on the boy's body, along with their physical contact, exudes an indescribable ambiguity in the air.

"do not know."

Su Yunche just wanted to get up and stay away from him, but he was dragged down again, and pushed him sideways: "Let go!"

But Song Suqing still pulled his arm, and said shamelessly: "Don't let go, anyway, we will know each other later."

Suddenly, a fat man ran from not far away, before he could see the face clearly, he was already pointing in their direction.

The fat man began to curse: "Song Suqing, you bastard, you went to an Internet cafe and got arrested again. Do I owe you something? I ran out at night to redeem you."

"It seems that your father is scolding you." Su Yunche heard it clearly, and poked him with his elbow.

"That's not my dad, it's my homeroom teacher. Come here and block it for me." Song Suqing's 1.8-meter-high man insisted on squeezing behind Su Yunche, wishing he could shrink his bones and turn himself into a ball.

Su Yunche doesn't like to get too close to strangers, but Song Suqing tightly tugged at his shoulder, which hurt a little, but couldn't let go.

The fat man ran over, propped his knees, gasped heavily, and said intermittently: "I'm sorry, Officer Xiao, my student caused you trouble again."

"Mr. Cao, you are polite. We are also serving the people. Besides, Song Suqing will soon be an adult, and she will not be arrested for entering an Internet cafe as a minor in the future." Officer Xiao said solemnly.

Cao Yan pulled the corners of his mouth, gritted his back teeth and smiled: "Yes, in a few months this bastard will come in with other charges."

After finishing speaking, he immediately turned around from behind Su Yunche, grabbed Song Suqing's ears, and pulled him out with fierceness written all over his face: "You kid, do you think I can't see you if you hide behind? My old Cao is short-sighted But not blind."

"Old Cao hurts, don't just redeem me, look at who he is?" Cao Yan was not as tall as Song Suqing, and the gesture of pulling his ears made him feel uncomfortable. While pulling Lao Cao's hand, he pointed at Su Yunche, Howling ghosts and howling wolves.

It was only then that Cao Yan noticed Su Yunche, stared at it for a while, threw Song Suqing aside, pulled Su Yunche up, and was instantly amiable: "It must be Su Yunche."

"Teacher, do you know me too?" Su Yunche really couldn't remember, or did he lose his memory, that's why he didn't know any of them.

"I'm the husband of your physics teacher in the first year of high school. When she was pregnant, I gave your class two months' lessons, remember?" Cao Yan said with flying eyebrows.

"Oh." Su Yunche replied lightly.

He never took the initiative to care about others. He remembered that he had indeed changed a physics teacher in the first year of high school. He didn't know why and who he changed.

Cao Yan didn't care, and grabbed the hands of the two children and said to Police Officer Xiao, "This child is also my student, so I took it away together."

"Su Yunche can't leave, he needs a guardian." Officer Xiao grabbed Su Yunche's hand.

"What?"

"Su Yunche committed the crime of intentional injury and must be held accountable."

Cao Yan was startled, his small eyes widened in an instant: "Did you hit someone? Who did you hit? Why did you hit someone?"

Su Yunche glanced at the hooligan who was sitting on the side with his legs crossed, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a calm tone, "It was that person who robbed me. I bumped into him and threatened me with a knife, so I beat him up."

Cao Yan immediately became confident: "My child is doing good deeds. The students in our No. [-] Middle School have good character."

"Song Suqing is also a student of your No. [-] Middle School."

Song Suqing, who was staring at Su Yunche from the side, said, "???" He was also shot while lying down.

"He's mostly fine. At least he's better than that guy who smells like alcohol and smokes and has his arms swollen."

"Mr. Cao, how could you make such a low-level mistake of judging people by their appearance?"

"The ancients said that appearances are born from the heart, and it is a mistake to judge people by their appearance."

"..."

Song Suqing put his hand on Su Yunche's shoulder, and hooked him to lean on her body: "Brother Che, it's almost two o'clock. According to Lao Cao's personality, he must fight Officer Xiao to the end."

Su Yunche pushed him away, but he really thought the two of them were arguing, so he naturally walked over to the hooligan and sat down.

"What are you doing?" The hooligan shrank back in fear of him.

"Go and tell them that you were talking nonsense just now, and I didn't hit you."

"You rely on..."

Su Yunche stared at him with dark eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his delicate and handsome face seemed to be covered with a thin layer of ice, and his tone was indifferent.

"Just relying on your front teeth that were loosened by me just now, if you don't follow suit, you will not only lose your front teeth next time. I, Su Yunche, will do what I say."

Song Suqing clicked his tongue in amazement, and gave a thumbs up sincerely, Su Yunche, who speaks less cruelly.

Because the hooligans retracted their confessions, the three of them left the police station safely.

When Su Yunche returned home, the family had already rested, so he had no choice but to cook a pack of instant noodles, and then went back to the room where he slept with his little cousin.

This room is full of toys, and what belongs to him is only half a bed and a small cabinet.

Song Suqing was escorted home by Cao Yansheng, but it was the nanny who opened the door.Cao Yan knew that Song Suqing's parents were abroad all year round, so he had no choice but to briefly explain to the nanny.

He ran upstairs and entered the room. He has a problem, he likes to collect animation figures and recording pens. There are four walls of figures and a cabinet of recording pens.

He opened the cabinet where the recording pen was stored, and found a black and gold recording pen with a cat on it.

Suddenly, the appearance of a cold boy appeared in his mind.

"On August [-]th, I... met Su Yunche again."

The author has something to say: Song is Gong, remember.