Indigo

Passed through several tables and sat across from him.

"Morning, Brother Yan." Zhou Yang said vaguely with a steamed dumpling in his mouth.

"Where's Yan Run?" Miyano pulled a pair of chopsticks and tore off the plastic bag.

"I didn't get up, let Yangyang bring him something back later." Sun Shaonan said, pushing the bowl in front of Miyano, "I know you're making it, it's just served."

Miyano dipped a deep-fried dough stick into the soy milk and snorted: "Why do you have breakfast like a board meeting, and ask everyone not to be late?"

"If you and Yan Run are like you and Yan Run, you only get up at three poles in the morning, and you will have no soy milk." Sun Shaonan gave him a sideways look.

"How is Xiaoba?" Miyano reached out and took a sliced ​​scallion pancake.

"The police sent him to a drug rehabilitation center, but we don't know the details yet," Sun Shaonan said.

"Well," Miyano said, "do you have something to do this weekend?"

"What can I do, I'm so bored." Zhou Yang said.

"Do me a favor," Miyano said.

Sun Shaonan looked at him: "Who did you hire again?"

"Wang Lei's cousin." Miyano sighed, and put the remaining scallion pancake on the table, "This pancake is too oily."

"Can it be called scallion pancake without oil?" Sun Shaonan clicked his tongue, "His cousin? Just the glasses from that day? Isn't he a kid?"

"It's just that they look alike, it's not as simple as a child." Miyano took out a tissue and wiped his fingertips, and thought for a while, "It's also quite attractive to look like."

"Beat it if you say so." Sun Shaonan waved his hand, "Waiter, have another bowl of soy milk."

Zhou Yang looked at him and said, "It's the third bowl."

"It's delicious." Sun Shaonan burped.

Because of the rain, the running activities between classes were cancelled.

The students got half an hour of rest time for nothing, and it was inconvenient to go out for a walk on rainy days, so most of them stayed in the classroom to play and play.The whole building was very lively.

With earphones plugged into his ears, Pu Ling lay down on the table and wrote the geography test paper.

As soon as school started, the geography teacher called him to the office to drink tea, because his comprehensive geography score in the first year of senior high school was the last in the class.

Puling's liberal arts are not very good, and the reason for studying literature is that science is even worse than liberal arts.

His geography score was at the bottom of the class, within the range he expected, nothing surprising.

The geography teacher had a sense of responsibility, analyzed the reasons for him, and listed a series of supplementary books related to geography for him.

Pu Ling didn't like geography, so he bought it anyway.He doesn't mind doing poorly in the exam, but he minds being in debt to others.

He didn't want the geography teacher to keep paying attention to him because of his geography grades.

The only way is to pull up the grades.

Besides, there will be a big exam next week, and although I don't really care about such a ranking, it's quite unpleasant to watch.

When writing the fifth multiple-choice question, Feng Han approached with a playful smile: "Pu Ling, you cut your hair, it looks so good."

As he spoke, he wanted to touch it, but Pu Ling quickly avoided it.

"As for you, you can't be touched yet." Feng Han pouted.

"Go away." Pu Ling said.

"If you don't touch it, don't touch it. I don't care if you give me money." Feng Han snorted.

Pu Ling continued to read his question.

"Hey, do you know," Feng Han leaned over again, "You didn't come yesterday afternoon, and you missed a good show. It's a pity."

Pu Ling ignored him, and Feng Han said to himself: "Hu Yuan is miserable. She was thrown into the toilet by Yan Ze's women and beat her by the hair, and her clothes were stripped off."

Pu Ling's pen stopped, and she looked up at Hu Yuan.

Hu Yuan sat in her seat with her head down in a daze.

"I am so convinced that she can still come to school today." Feng Han whispered, "This is too strong."

"Doesn't the teacher care?" Pu Ling frowned.

"Is Yan Ze stupid to bully her in front of the teacher?" Feng Han sighed, "Besides, the teacher can't cure them without evidence."

Pu Ling didn't speak. She looked at the geography question, but couldn't understand it.

After finally finishing a page, Pu Ling's eyes hurt from looking at the topic, but half of the recess time passed, the classroom was noisy, and several monkey-like boys threw paper balls at each other for fun.

Someone called Hu Yuan's name at the door. It was a little girl in a school uniform. She looked very small. She should be a freshman in high school. Only the freshman in high school would honestly wear such an ugly school uniform.

Hu Yuan raised her head slowly and hesitated for a moment.

"Someone is looking for you," said the little girl.

Hu Yuan sat in her seat without moving.

"She's looking for you." The little girl looked like she was about to cry, "She'll beat me if you don't go, please."

Hu Yuan still didn't move, she grabbed her arm with her fingers, and her nails were so hard that they seemed to be embedded in it.

Pu Ling held the pen holder for a while, then stood up suddenly, and walked towards the door.

The little girl in school uniform looked at him strangely.

"She won't go." Pu Ling said.

Hu Yuan stared and stood up slowly.

"She's looking for..." The little girl's eyes were red.

"Who's looking for it?" Pu Ling looked down at her.

The little girl bit her lip and dared not make a sound.

"Yan Ze, is that right?" Pu Ling asked.

"Go to the teacher," he said.

The little girl groaned and looked at him in surprise.

"For this kind of thing, find a teacher." Pu Ling glanced at Hu Yuan, who was standing on his side and always looked at him, "It's not for the so-called not being beaten to become an accomplice."

The little girl's voice was crying: "I dare not... tell the teacher, it will be even worse after school."

"Ask your parents to pick you up." Pu Ling frowned impatiently, then looked at her again, "Do you have any parents?"

"Yes." The little girl whispered.

"Go." Pu Ling said.

The little girl froze, turned and ran away.

Hu Yuan stared at him for a while, then sat down stiffly.

Pu Ling didn't know what to say, so she returned to her seat.

The rain stopped for a while at noon, and just before the end of get out of class, Miyano sent a message saying that there was no need to bring food, Pu Ling replied with a hmm, and went directly to the cafeteria to eat after class.

There are many people in the canteen, the floor tiles are slippery and dirty, and there are wet and messy shoe prints all over them.

Pu Ling ordered a meal, ordered two random dishes, and sat down at a corner seat.

He didn't expect Yan Ze to see him, and he brought a plate of rice with a smile and sat down opposite him.

"You eat very little." Yan Ze glanced at his dishes and said with a smile, "Do you want to eat mine?"

Pu Ling didn't speak, just ate his meal with his head down.

"Why do you keep protecting Hu Yuan?" Yan Ze propped his chin and sighed softly, "What's so good about her?"

Pu Ling took the plate and wanted to get up, but her arm was grabbed.

"Look." Yan Ze raised his chin, motioning him to turn his head.

Hu Yuan and Wu Dong were sitting in front not far away and did not see them.

Pu Ling couldn't hear what Wu Dong was saying, but saw Hu Yuan's shoulders shaking, as if she was crying.

"Her boyfriend doesn't want her anymore..." Yan Ze laughed softly, "I want to break up with her."

"Is it interesting?" Pu Ling withdrew his arm.

"But after all, who would like a disaster star, right?" Yan Ze ignored his question and said gently.

"You and Xue Xin are really the same people." Pu Ling also smiled.

"You've seen him before." Yan Ze raised his eyebrows, "He's handsome, my boyfriend."

"It's just right for you," Pu Ling said.

Yan Ze pursed his lips: "Actually, junior, you need to be more polite when you speak. Sometimes I don't feel very happy listening to you."

"To each other." Pu Ling stood up, glanced at her, and said in a lukewarm voice, "Suddenly I have a bad appetite, let's go first."

Pu Ling did not expect that Yan Ze's teasing of Hu Yuan had not stopped.

In the afternoon, I had two math classes in a row. The classroom was extremely hot, and the teacher's voice was extremely hypnotic.

Everyone in the classroom was drowsy, and only a few top students were still looking at the blackboard with their eyelids open.

Suddenly there was a scream from the front row, and everyone was startled.

Pu Ling looked up, only to see Hu Yuan standing next to her seat at a loss.

"Hu Yuan," the math teacher frowned and pushed his glasses, "What are you arguing about?"

"Spider, spider." Hu Yuan was still in shock, pointing to the desk.

"It's just a spider, which prevents the whole class from studying well." The math teacher looked at her sternly, "Stand back!"

Hu Yuan's face was ashen, and she didn't move.

"Why are you still standing here!" The math teacher patted the podium vigorously, "Stand behind!"

Hu Yuan turned around, walked towards the blackboard at the back of the classroom, and stood quietly.

She leaned her head slightly against the blackboard, rubbing some chalk dust from the blackboard newspaper on her back.

Pu Ling didn't look back, knowing that when she saw her, Hu Yuan would hate him for the rest of her life.

-Where.

Miyano's eyes hurt from the head-shaking and flashing laser lights in the KTV, and when he saw the news that popped up on his phone, he smiled.

He flicked the cigarette ash, retracted his long legs that were resting on the table, picked up his phone and checked it again.

"I'm in love, you're smiling like a flower." Sun Shaonan, who was singing affectionately into the microphone, squinted at him.

"Brother Yan thinks about it," Yan Run said with a smile, "then there must be a ready-made grandson of the yellow-flowered tortoise who can take a fancy to him, right?"

"Get out." Miyano twisted the cigarette butt and threw it at Yan Run.

The phone on the table vibrated, and Pu Ling quickly unlocked it.

- anything?

- Pick me up from school.

Miyano frowned at the news, turned back and looked, the contact person was indeed Pu Ling.

Pick him up after school?

It's not like a request that a child like Pu Ling can make.

Met Xue Xin's grandson again?

Miyano guessed, picked up the coat that was on the sofa and got up.

"Brother Yan," Zhou Yang stood under the dazzling lights, looked at him emotionally, and said into the microphone, "Even if I sing badly, don't act so disgusted."

"It sounds good, I have something urgent." Miyano said.

"What's the matter?" Sun Shaonan asked.

"Pick up the kids from school," Miyano said.

Just after the self-study class was over, Pu Ling packed her schoolbag and was about to go back with Hu Yuan, but when she looked up, she didn't see Hu Yuan's shadow.

"Where is she?" Pu Ling asked Hu Yuan at the same table.

"I don't know, I ran out before get out of class was over." Said the deskmate.

Pu Ling vaguely had a bad feeling, so she went out of the classroom to look for it.

"Did you see a long-haired girl in short sleeves when you were in class?" Pu Ling grabbed the grandma who was sweeping the corridors and asked, "...the one with a mole next to her nose and big eyes."

Grandma thought for a while and said, "It seems to have run upstairs."

Pu Ling reads Wen [-]. The classroom is on the first floor. Their teaching building has six floors. On the top is a rooftop with an astronomical telescope. The door is usually not locked, and students can go up and play freely.

His heart skipped a beat, and he ran upstairs.

Sure enough, Hu Yuan was on the rooftop, with disheveled hair, sitting by the railing and looking down.

Pu Ling panted, leaning against the door, not daring to move.

"Hu Yuan." He called her name.

Hu Yuan turned around with a surprised expression: "How did you find me?"

"You come down first." Pu Ling said.

Hu Yuan smiled: "You think I'm going to jump off?"

"Come down." Pu Ling frowned.

Hu Yuan didn't look at him, and nodded to herself: "It's really meaningless to live."

"Don't talk nonsense, come down," Pu Ling moved her body a little bit, and reached out to her, "give me your hand."

"My boyfriend thinks I'm useless, and I feel ashamed of him," Hu Yuan sniffed, wiped her face, and said with a smile, "The teacher doesn't listen to what I say, and thinks everything is my fault."

"Is it all my fault?" Hu Yuan looked at him with red eyes, "But what did I do wrong? Why does it have to be me?"

"You are not wrong." Pu Ling said, "They are wrong, and they are the ones who lose face, not you."

"Really?" Hu Yuan asked softly.

"Really... trust me." Pu Ling stretched out her hand, "Give me your hand, okay?"

"Puling, I'm sorry I lied just now," Hu Yuan smiled sadly, "I want to jump from here, and it will be settled once and for all."

"You...What about your dad? What about your dad?" Pu Ling's voice trembled.

"I'll come down tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow," Hu Yuan said with a sigh, looking into the distance, "I will still be bullied, and I will still live in humiliation. But if I jump down, it won't happen." .”

"No more!" Pu Ling looked at her and shouted, "I promise, I promise you, from now on, no one will bully you again."

"What guarantee do you have?" Hu Yuan laughed self-deprecatingly, "I will still implicate you."

"Brother Yan!" Pu Ling quickly changed his tune, "Miyano! You know him, right? He's in the same yard as us!"

Hu Yuan was stunned, and looked at him: "Miyano?"

"Yes! Miyano!" Pu Ling stretched out her hand and approached slowly, "With him around, no one dares to touch you...Don't you want to vent your anger, don't you want to see those people get punished?"

"...He will help me out?" Hu Yuan hesitated.

"I will! I assure you!" Pu Ling said.

It started to rain again, not very hard, but the wind was blowing hard.

Hu Yuan shivered, couldn't sit still, and almost fell over the railing.

She screamed, but Pu Ling grabbed her arm in time and dragged her down from above.

Hu Yuan fell to the ground and stared blankly at him.

Pu Ling let go of her, her whole hand was shaking violently.The wounds all over his body were a little numb from the wind, and he couldn't feel any pain.

He simply sat down on the ground, tilted his head back, and let out a long breath.

Hu Yuan's hair was disheveled by the wind, her shoulders shrunk, and she looked very thin.

Suddenly, she couldn't control herself and burst into tears.

☆, 06

"I'm really a parent," Miyano sighed, leaning his elbows on the window of the guard's room, "The kid doesn't answer the phone, so I just want to go in and have a look, lest something happen to him."

The guard gave him a sideways look, then sat on the dauphine chair in the guard's room and continued to read the newspaper with his head down.

"If you don't have a student card, you can't get in," said the uncle.

"No... I'm really anxious, sir," Miyano thought for a while and said, "I used to be in this school, so you don't know me?"

"Stop bluffing people," the uncle picked up the Lei Feng cup on the table, took a sip, looked at him and said, "Can our school have students who are neither male nor female like you? What do you think?" You are lying if you say that you, ah, you are a pretty guy, you can do something wrong."

"..." Miyano turned around, took out his mobile phone and called Pu Ling again, but still no one answered.

Pu Ling will not not answer the phone for no reason, there must be something wrong.

Miyano looked up and looked around, guessing which side would be more convenient to climb over the wall later.

"Brother Yan!" Suddenly someone called him.

Miyano was stunned for a moment, then looked at the little boy: "You called me?"

"Yeah, don't you know me? I'm Pu Ling's deskmate, Feng Han. We've met before! I praised you for being so handsome and handsome, did you forget?" said the boy.

Miyano didn't have much impression of him, so he pretended to be suddenly enlightened and asked, "Where's Pu Ling, why hasn't he come out yet?"

"I don't know," Feng Han rubbed his head, "I think he packs his schoolbag quite quickly, and he hasn't come out yet?"

"I can't get through the phone either." Miyano said.

"Maybe he went to the toilet." Feng Han said with a smile.

"..." Miyano nodded, "Oh, can you..."

"Brother Yan."

Miyano looked over Feng Han's head and saw Pu Ling coming out of the school gate, followed by a girl who lowered her head and said nothing.

"Why didn't you answer the phone?" Miyano frowned, "I thought something happened to you."

"It's okay, Hu Yuan will go home with me today." Pu Ling said.

Only then did Miyano recognize that the girl was Hu Yuan.

"Puling, why are you with..." Feng Han pointed at Hu Yuan with a surprised expression.

"Don't point blindly," Pu Ling said.

"Oh, then I'll go first." Feng Han glanced at Hu Yuan, said goodbye to them and slipped away.

Miyano looked at Pu Ling and said, "Have you brought an umbrella, I..."

"They're on the opposite side!" Hu Yuan grabbed Pu Ling's arm tightly and shouted in a low voice.

Miyano was taken aback by her shout, and Pu Ling both raised their heads and looked opposite.

A few men leaned against the entrance of the pharmacy, smoking and chatting, and glanced at the school gate from time to time.

"They were looking for me," Hu Yuan's voice trembled, "They were looking for me."

"Don't be afraid." Pu Ling patted the back of her hand, glanced at Miyano, "Brother Yan, you're here."

Miyano frowned and said nothing, probably guessing what happened to Hu Yuan.

After that, Hu Yuan never let go, and kept grabbing the corner of Pu Ling's clothes, wrinkling his clothes.

Miyano walked behind them, alone holding the umbrella he specially brought for Pu Ling.

Pu Ling and Hu Yuan held Hu Yuan's umbrella and walked in front together. They walked very slowly. The main reason was that Hu Yuan walked very slowly and looked back in panic from time to time.

The oil paint on the balcony wall became a little blurred because of the water.

Pu Ling shook the umbrella that Miyano threw on the balcony, opened it and hung it upside down on the railing, and then opened the door to go in.

Miyano squatted in front of the TV, playing with a strangely shaped gas mask.

"What?" Pu Ling asked.

"Just kidding," Miyano stuffed the mask back into the TV cabinet and stood up, "Little girl Hu Yuan, what's going on?"

"Xue Xin." Pu Ling said.

Miyano frowned.

"He and his girlfriend bullied her at school all day long. Xue Xin came to me last time because I helped Hu Yuan once." Pu Ling said, "Hu Yuan was treated badly, and she was going to jump off the school roof just now. , I pulled it off."

Miyano was stunned for a moment, grabbed his arm and said in a low voice, "Next time you encounter something like this, call me first, what's the matter with you alone."

"I didn't take care of it, and I was afraid that calling someone would irritate her again." Pu Ling said.

"Then why did the bastard bully Hu Yuan?" Miyano asked.

"There is no reason." Pu Ling said.

"No reason?" Miyano frowned, "Is there no teacher in your school?"

"Hu Yuan...doesn't believe the teacher, and," Pu Ling paused, "she just said on the rooftop that someone recorded a video."

"What video?"

Pu Ling didn't speak, but Miyano understood.

"What about calling the police?" Miyano said.

"There is no evidence, and the police have nothing to do, and what should Hu Yuan do if she reports to the police?" Pu Ling sighed.

"Look for evidence if you don't have evidence." Miyano clicked his tongue, "It's not easy to find evidence? How come the way of thinking of you middle school students is not as good as mine, which has never been to school."

"..." Pu Ling looked at him, "Then tell me."

Miyano rummaged through the drawer for a long time and found a black plastic strip.

"What is this?" Pu Ling took it.

"Recorder." Miyano said, "Let Hu Yuan find an opportunity to record the voices of those people, and there will be evidence."

"Videos are more convincing than recordings, right?" Pu Ling looked at him.

"So," Miyano also looked at him, "Don't you have a mobile phone? You can't record?"

"I have." Pu Ling nodded.

"But the recorder is a little more subtle," Miyano said.

"That's right." Pu Ling said, and pressed the switch of the recorder, but the indicator light didn't turn on, "...Are you broken?"

"Is it broken?" Miyano pressed the button, "Oh, it's really broken."

"...Forget it, I'll use my cell phone." Pu Ling said.

"Don't talk about shit." Miyano said immediately.

"Are you sick?" Pu Ling looked at him.

Just as Miyano was about to speak, someone knocked on the door.

Pu Ling went to open it, and there were mother and old Hu standing at the door.

"Mom..." Pu Ling froze for a moment, "Are you looking for him or me?"

"Pay the rent." Mom patted his face with a smile, "Why do you want me?"

"Oh." Pu Ling nodded and stepped aside.

"Click it, that's right." Pu Qin said to Miyano.

Miyano counted it once, nodded and said, "Yes, that's right."

"I, I, too..." Lao Hu stuttered with difficulty, "Also count, once."

"That's right, Uncle, that's right." Miyano said.

"Okay, okay." Old Hu laughed.

"Why do you stay here with brother Xiao Ye all day long? I'm going to bother you." Pu Qin looked at Pu Ling and said softly, "Go home early, I'm making dinner."

"I didn't..." Pu Ling was stunned halfway through the denial, and turned to the beginning, "Mom, what Xiaoye...can you call someone by name normally?"

"It's brother," Pu Qin laughed, "what's wrong with this, Miyano is three years older than you, shouldn't you call him brother?"

When Miyano raised his eyes, he happened to meet Pu Ling's gaze.

Pu Ling grabbed the schoolbag on the sofa and rushed out without looking back.

"This child is rude." Pu Qin sighed.

"It's okay," Miyano smiled, "It's pretty good."

"What's the matter?" Pu Ling washed the bowl angrily, "It's so awkward to scream, what do you think, Mom, and you still say it to his face."

Mom slowly swayed over, holding a cup of dark brown sugar water in her hand.

"What's so awkward about this, you can call me nicer, maybe you can charge less rent next time." Mom said.

"Are you selling your son, mother?" Pu Ling looked back at her.

"Mom was wrong." My mother apologized with a smile.

"I'm in a good mood today, what's the happy event?" Pu Ling asked.

"It's nothing." Mom smiled and shook her head.

"You really don't want to say it?" Pu Ling raised her eyebrows, "Then don't say it if you want to say it later."

"Oh, you are really annoying!" Mom hit him, and then said happily, "I have a new plan."

"What?" Pu Ling put down the bowl and asked.

"I want to open a flower shop. It's next to your Uncle Hu's tailor shop. Your Uncle Hu has inquired about the shop next to him and said that it is for sale. I thought, hey, it's not bad to open a flower shop. Yes, I have always liked flowers." My mother said softly, with joy on her face that she didn't realize.

After hearing her finish, Pu Ling smiled: "Okay, you can do whatever you want."

"However, in the early stage, we need to rent a storefront and cost more. Maybe the family's expenses will be tighter." Mom frowned slightly, and raised her hand to touch his face, "Puling, don't blame mom."

"How could it be?" Pu Ling looked at her, "I'm happy to see you happy, you are happy, whatever you want."

"Son, why are you so nice? Come and give me a hug." Mom stretched out her hand to hug him.

"Hey, it's foam in one hand." Pu Ling smiled and avoided it.

"Mom will definitely open this flower shop for you to go to college, and keep this flower shop until I am a hundred years old." Mom said firmly.

"Mom," Pu Ling turned his back to her and washed the bowl, "Actually, I think Uncle Hu is pretty good."

Mom was silent for a while before saying, "Puling, what are you talking about?"

Pu Ling put the washed dishes back on the shelf one by one, and turned to look at her mother.

"You like Uncle Hu, and so do I. He's pretty good." Pu Ling hugged her mother, "I said, the most important thing is that you are happy, and I don't want you to work so hard by yourself."

"Son, I'm most afraid that you will be unhappy." Mom's eyes were red.

"Sometimes, after all, you will love one more man in this world in the future, and it's impossible not to be jealous." Pu Ling clicked his tongue.

The mother smiled through tears, wiped her eyes and said: "Thank you son, mother may have done a lot of good things in her previous life to have such an outstanding you as my son in this life."

"I'm not outstanding," Pu Ling pondered for a while, "My grades are not good."

"Who said that good grades are considered excellent," my mother interrupted him impatiently, "I said you are the best if you are the best."

"You say yes." Pu Ling nodded.

Gonghe ran up panting heavily, and slapped a wad of banknotes on the coffee table.

"What are you running for? If you only have a thousand dollars, who will grab your back?" Miyano put down his pen, took the money and counted it quickly.

"Why did she give you the money so easily today?" Miyano raised her eyes and asked.

"Oh, her husband came back today, just paid the salary." Gong He wiped his sweat, sat down next to him, and inadvertently glanced at the paper on the coffee table, "Hey brother, did you draw this?"

"Drawing for fun." Miyano said, piled up the rent just collected and handed it to him.

"Why?" Gong He was stunned.

"You send it there." Miyano said.

"You're still angry with Mom." Gong He whispered.

"Hurry up." Miyano looked at him.

Gong He hurriedly put the money in his pocket and left.

"Don't owe me!" Miyano yelled at the door, then leaned back on the sofa, lay down for a long time and took out his phone, "Where is it?"

"Miyano, can you let me relax on Friday!" Sun Shaonan's impatient voice came from the microphone.

"Sorry for changing the plan." Miyano said lazily.

"You fucking..." Sun Shaonan took a deep breath, "What time?"

Miyano glanced at the phone screen: "It's eight o'clock, I'll have dinner first."

"Will you invite me to dinner?" Sun Shaonan shouted.

"Okay." Miyano said.

"Okay, which one is it?" Sun Shaonan asked.

"Will love come or not?" Miyano said.

"Come, come, come, I want to eat hot pot." Sun Shaonan said quickly.

The street where Sun Shaonan lives is a bar street, besides bars, there are quite a few hot pot restaurants.A few people found a home and the environment seemed to be okay, so they went in and sat down.

The menu was ordered in turn, and finally Sun Shaonan added another half a catty of white wine.

"Brother Shaonan, what are you doing, drinking to strengthen your courage?" Zhou Yang laughed.

Sun Shaonan ignored him and looked at Miyano: "Think about it, after beating up that little bastard, we and Wang Lei will break up completely."

"It's almost broken." Yan Run said.

"What's your mouth?" Sun Shaonan picked up a peanut shell and threw it at him.

"Are you scared?" Miyano asked.

"What am I afraid of?" Sun Shaonan clicked his tongue, "What have I been afraid of? I was just worried about you. You have such a hot temper. I was afraid that Wang Lei would find trouble with you if he had anything or nothing in the future. There would be nothing to live for. "

"I'm sick, fuck him, he's not good-looking." Miyano said.

"You are indeed sick." Sun Shaonan nodded.

Both Zhou Yang and Yan Run laughed loudly.

After a hot pot meal, Zhou Yang rubbed his stomach and sighed comfortably: "I don't want to fight anymore, I want to go home and sleep."

Yan Run echoed, "Me too."

"Let's change this meal to AA." Miyano said.

"Who are you beating? Wang Lei's cousin, isn't he?" Zhou Yang frowned, "What's his name?"

"Why don't you care about the name, Wang Baduzi's cousin is Xiao Wang Baduzi." Yan Run said.

"Look at how promising you two are." Sun Shaonan narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Will you go?" Miyano kicked him.

"Let's go." Sun Shaonan stood up with a toothpick in his mouth.

A few people originally wanted to go to Wang Lei's game hall to find someone first, but as soon as they walked out of the hot pot restaurant, they saw Xue Xin's gang walking across the road in a mighty manner.

Xue Xin was accompanied by a girl, holding hands with him.

"The fuck did you deliver it yourself?" Sun Shaonan sighed, "Isn't Xue Xin too lucky?"

"Follow and see where they go." Miyano said.

After following for almost half an hour, Xue Xin stopped.

This area is some old residential buildings waiting to be demolished. There is an abandoned factory in front of it. No one has lived in it for a long time.

Because no one lives there, the buildings are empty and pitch-black. There is only a dilapidated street lamp hanging downstairs, which looks quite scary at night.

Miyano and the others followed from a distance and saw those people dragging a few people out from the building.

"Damn it, why is there such a sudden change?" Zhou Yang said.

"It looks about the same age as them, like a student." Yan Run frowned.

"Do you still need images? Are you blind?" Sun Shaonan narrowed his eyes, "Those guys are all wearing school uniforms."

"Brother Yan, when are you going?" Zhou Yang turned his head and asked.

"Look at it for a while, I don't even understand what they are doing." Miyano said.

Sun Shaonan immediately opened his mouth to speak, but was stopped by Miyano: "I'm blind, I'll watch for a while, I really don't understand."

"She's quite pretty," Yan Ze folded his arms and glanced at the girl whose school uniform was torn into a mess, "Did you fall in love with her?"

Xue Xin curled his lips impatiently: "What are you talking about, you also eat this kind of vinegar?"

Yan Ze snorted: "You have a bad temper recently, and you have such a bad attitude towards me."

"Don't you want to play, everyone has brought you here, don't make trouble." Xue Xin hugged her shoulder and smiled.

"I don't want to play, I'm just a little angry, and I want to ask my junior girl something," Yan Ze leaned down, looked at the girl, smiled, and asked softly, "Hey Lin Shu, I asked the girl to ask me something this morning." Go and call Hu Yuan over, why don't you call me? Don't you listen to me?"

The girl named Lin Shu was kneeling on the ground with her shoulders pressed down, her eyes were terrified, something was stuffed in her mouth, and she kept whimpering.

"You left in such a hurry after school, and you ignored me when I waved to you." Yan Ze stretched out his hand to pinch Lin Shu's chin with a smile, "You're so rude."

Lin Shu shook his head desperately, tears streaming down his face.

"Why are you crying?" Yan Ze took what was in Lin Shu's mouth.

"Senior sister! Senior sister! I was wrong! I was wrong!" Lin Shu cried immediately, "I really know I was wrong! Please forgive me, okay? I was really wrong..."

"I don't blame you." Yan Ze laughed.

Lin Shu was stunned: "Really, really?"

"This is your good friend, right? What's his name?" Yan Ze pointed to the trembling girl next to him, "She doesn't talk, you say it."

"Tang, Tang Xuan." Lin Shu whispered.

"Tang Xuan, right?" Yan Ze nodded, and said softly, "I want to take some pictures for you and your good friend, don't be afraid, I will let you two go after the filming is over."

"What, something?" Lin Shu asked with tears in his eyes.

Xue Xin tilted his head, someone handed something over.

"Be careful, my cousin bought it for me new." Xue Xin said.

"Oh, I got it." Yan Ze took it impatiently.

"It's a DV." Zhou Yang said.

"These grandchildren," Sun Shaonan clicked his tongue, "I wasn't as bastard as they were when I was young."

"What should I do now? Do you want to go?" Yan Run asked.

Just as Miyano was about to speak, the girls over there suddenly screamed.

Yan Ze took a few steps back with the DV, frowned and said, "Oh, hurry up! What are you touching, first unzip her zipper, don't tear her clothes, don't tear her clothes! Oh, you are a pig !"

"Senior sister, please don't! Senior sister, please..." Lin Shu cried, "I don't want...don't do this..."

"Be good, it will be fine soon." Yan Ze said softly, his eyes staring at the DV screen with indescribable excitement.

"Go aside, don't look at it." She said to Xue Xin.

Xue Xin sighed: "I'll smoke a cigarette."

"It's coming, it's coming." Sun Shaonan said excitedly.

"You are so perverted, brother Shaonan!" Yan Run said dissatisfied.

"Fuck your mother, I said Xue Xin is here!" Sun Shaonan knocked him on the head, and looked back at Miyano, "Don't look at it for a while, look at those two children. .”

Miyano nodded but said nothing.

Xue Xin walked to the green belt not far in front of the residential building with a cigarette in his mouth, touched his pocket but did not touch the lighter.

"Ding Hai give me a fire..."

Before he finished speaking, Xue Xin was kicked into the green belt from behind.

"Who the hell am I!" Xue Xin yelled angrily while lying on the ground, clutching his waist.

"Your father!" Sun Shaonan yelled and patched his back.

"How do I teach you in normal times! Study hard and improve every day!" Sun Shaonan said, pulling back Xue Xin's arm vigorously, "Look at what shit you do every day! Dad is almost heartbroken to death! "

"Ah—" Xue Xin screamed, "Fuck—your mother—"

Xue Xin's cry made everyone over there turn their heads.