The moment he landed on the ground, Xie Dingyuan realized that it was a girl he had dropped.
In fact, she should have found out earlier, after all, she had long hair and her figure was obviously slender, but she had no time to think about it in a hurry, so she made a move.
Because his back was facing away, he couldn't see the expression on the girl's face, but he could directly see Zhong Ziang's cheeks flushed abnormally, as if he was about to suffocate.
He dared not delay.
"Cough, cough, cough..." Escaping from death, Zhong Ziang slid along the wall and sat on the ground, holding his chest and gasping for breath, accompanied by a heart-piercing cough.
"Are you okay?" Xie Dingyuan frowned and glanced at him.
Zhong Ziang was speechless and only waved his hand at him.
The man didn't ask any more questions, and turned his gaze to the figure not far away again.
The girl curled up on the ground motionless, with her face sideways, her ponytail spread out, and her long hair scattered, but Xie Dingyuan knew that she was not in a coma, and her thin back fluctuated due to different breathing rates.
She is adjusting her breathing.
At the moment of falling, Jiang Fuyue was at a loss for two seconds.
But the pain from her arm and side face made her wake up suddenly.
I wanted to get up, but I had no strength at all.
She could only take a deep breath, and waited for the severe pain to pass and her strength to recover before slowly getting up.
Xie Dingyuan looked at her slightly swaying figure, as if she was about to fall back in the next second, but in fact she stood very steadily, and her back was habitually straight.
Then, slowly turned around, eyes met...
The girl has a pair of beautiful eyes, her skin is cold and snow-white, and there is a scratch on the left cheekbone, which is oozing blood.
At first glance, it looks like a drop of red tear. Against the backdrop of fair skin and long black hair, it looks even more terrifying, but it also carries a hint of inexplicable coquettish beauty.
She looked at Xie Dingyuan coldly, with anger and cruelty, but she wisely did not act rashly.
Xie Dingyuan was also looking at her, with a calm expression and calm eyes.
It's just that the fingers of the right hand hanging by the side moved lightly unconsciously, occasionally brushing the seam of the trousers, once, twice...
Jiang Fuyue raised her hand to wipe off the blood on her face, and said lightly: "Take care of your child, otherwise, I will beat him every time I see him."
Xie Dingyuan frowned.
He didn't like the girl's tone of voice very much. It was extreme, stubborn, and reckless, which didn't match her quiet and weak appearance at all.
But he couldn't help whether he liked it or loathed it, so Jiang Fuyue turned around and left after finishing speaking.
She knew very well that she was no match for that man.
The slender figure walked further and further away, but his back was always straight, as if he would never bend to please.
Xie Dingyuan withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and glanced at Zhong Ziang expressionlessly: "Get up if you're not dead."
It was rare for him to be so obedient, and he stood up against the wall.
"Uncle, I..."
Xie Dingyuan had no intention of listening, "Go home first."
After speaking, he walked away.
Zhong Ziang quickly followed.
…
Yutianhua Mansion.
"Let's talk." Xie Dingyuan sat on the sofa with cold eyes.
Zhong Ziang lowered his eyes, but he couldn't say the explanation he had planned.
"Okay, if you don't tell me, then I'll ask. If there is one word of lie, Zhong Yunyi will personally pick you up and return to the imperial capital tomorrow!"
Zhong Ziang's complexion changed slightly: "I won't return!"
Xie Dingyuan has already started to ask: "Who is that girl?"
"...Jiang Fuyue."
"What does it have to do with you?"
"… It doesn't matter."
"Think carefully before answering, this is not a game, there is no second chance."
The corners of Zhong Ziang's mouth tightened, and he said in a muffled voice, "... he should be considered a classmate."
"Should?" The man raised his eyebrows.
"Not in the same class, but in the same grade."
Xie Dingyuan: "Why did she do it to you?"
Zhong Ziang was silent.
"say!"
"I blocked her on the way from school."
"that's all?"
"...and said she was shameless."
Xie Dingyuan's brows turned cold: "Tell me, why is she so shameless?"
Zhong Ziang choked.
"Mute?!"
As soon as he gritted his teeth, he simply smashed his cans: "I chased her, but she didn't accept it, and asked me why I didn't want to die! How can there be a woman like her in the world? She is cold-hearted, and doesn't know good or bad. What's the matter if I teach her a lesson? Didn't do anything. She almost strangled me to death, didn't you see it? I didn't call the police to arrest her, and it was kind of me to let her go to jail!"
"So you are reasonable?" Xie Dingyuan sneered, "If you are a woman, you must accept your pursuit. If you don't accept it, you don't know what is good, and you should be taught a lesson? Zhong Ziang, I didn't realize that you have such a big face, bigger than your own father. Are you arrogant?"
"..."
"Your mother didn't send you to Huaihuai to talk about love, to pursue a confession, stop here, and focus on studying in the future. The total score of the final exam is less than 400, huh... the skin is tense for me! "
Zhong Ziang shrank his neck.
Xie Dingyuan: "Did you hear that?!"
"… heard it."
After the lesson, the man got up and prepared to go upstairs.
Suddenly he stopped, "This Jiang—"
Zhong Ziang: "Fuyue! Jiang Fuyue."
Xie Dingyuan: "Is it the one who punched you last time?"
Zhong Ziang: "..." What about hitting people without slapping them in the face, and swearing at others without revealing their faults
Xie Dingyuan: "The rose is also her?"
Zhong Ziang: "..."
no wonder...
Thinking of the girl's eyes that were as cold as ice, it was not surprising that Zhong Ziang would be deflated.
But Jiang Fuyue went to a nearby small clinic to treat the wound after leaving.
The cut on the face was scratched by a stone, but fortunately the wound was not deep, so careful maintenance will not leave a scar.
Elbows are more serious, wipe off a large piece of skin, the meat is full of dirt, and must be cleaned and disinfected with hydrogen peroxide.
"It may hurt a little, bear with it."
Jiang Fuyue nodded.
After that, he stopped talking.
"Okay," the doctor patted her on the shoulder, "I didn't realize that you are a little girl, but you can bear it."
Jiang Fuyue gave the money, turned and left.
When he got home, Little Brother Jiang had already cooked dinner and was waiting for her while doing his homework.
"Sister, what happened to your face?"
"Accidentally rowed."
Brother Jiang frowned, then ran into the bedroom, and after more than ten seconds, ran out again, and handed her a tube of ointment: "This is easy to use! It doesn't leave any scars."
Half a year ago, Jiang Chenxing broke his head at school, and Han Yunru bought trauma ointment from an old Chinese doctor.
It should be this one.
Jiang Fuyue took it over and rubbed his fluffy head: "Thank you."
Brother Jiang blushed again, bowed his head shyly, his eyelashes fluttering.
The next day, Jiang Fuyue finally found no more flowers and snacks in the drawer.
She should go to class, do the questions, as usual, it doesn't seem strange, or... never cared
Liu Bowen and Lin Qiao were not used to it, after all, the free snacks were gone.
Wan Xiutong quietly leaned in front of Jiang Fuyue, smiling and showing two dimples, "Jiang Jiang, I went back yesterday and thought about it seriously, you are right, the two of them are too ordinary, neither of them is good enough for you. "
I don't know who will be worthy in the future
She stared at Jiang Fuyue's fair side face, staring blankly, even if there was a scratch, it did not damage her beauty in the slightest.
Cough, it's another day when I'm fascinated by my deskmate~
After school, Jiang Fuyue taught Jiang Han and Ge Meng math problems for 20 minutes before going to the small clinic to change the medicine.
There are not many people, so it will be over soon.
When she came out, she suddenly stopped, she raised her head coldly, and looked across the street...