"It doesn't matter, the flesh is injured, it's just that there may be scars."
"what… "
The entire police station was full of distressed and regretful voices from the policewomen.
The gangster who was scolded for half an hour at the side: "?"
what happened
What happened to the big man with some scars
They have scars all over their bodies, and no one feels distressed? !
As if guessing what they were thinking, a young policewoman turned her head: "Can it be the same?"
Punk: "?"
What's different
"You guys know about breaking the law and fighting discipline all day long, but these two students are both good in character and learning, kind and filial. How can you compare?"
"..." punks, "???"
Excellent in character and learning? Kind and filial
You should take a closer look at who was the one who was beaten up with a black nose and a swollen face during the fight
The punks want to cry but have no tears.
After all, apart from Cun Tou, the other useless feather dusters were indeed beaten badly by Song Yan.
But Song Yan was beautiful and clean, with a cool and dignified demeanor, sitting there, it made people feel that he must be a good student.
Coupled with the testimonies of the elderly people next door, the evidence of the on-site recording, and the behavior of calling the police in a timely manner, in the eyes of the police, Song Yan is simply a perfect example of being brave, calm and witty, respecting the old and caring for the young, and self-defense.
"As expected of the flowers of the motherland, it is up to you to revitalize China." The old director of the police station was very pleased, "But why didn't you call the police before?"
Xia Zhiye sat upright, and answered obediently: "Grandma is getting old, and I am usually at school again, afraid that this group of people will seek revenge."
When he spoke, his brows and eyes were lowered, and his eyelashes fluttered slightly.
With the wound on his shoulder, he looked sensible and helpless.
The old director was so distressed that he slapped the table and shouted at the gangsters: "You illegally lend money, violently collect debts, intentionally hurt people, and are suspected of fraud. You are to blame for any sentence! Whoever dares to retaliate is challenging our country. The law must be severely punished! Do you hear me!"
The gangsters stared blankly at Xia Zhiye: "?"
Who are you handsome
What happened to be so weak all of a sudden
The old director felt that they were threatening with blatant eyes, and they were simply challenging the bottom line of the people's servants, so he got angry from it and shouted: "Did you hear that!"
The punks were shocked: "I heard it!"
"It's about the same." The old director turned to Grandma Liu and said, "Old man, don't worry, I will arrange people to strengthen patrols in your area later, and similar violence will never happen again in the future."
Grandma Liu choked up and said, "Thank you."
Little Mahjong also raised his head, dripping with tears, and said sweetly: "Thank you, Uncle Police."
"Oh, you're so good. In the future, if you have anything to do, come to the police uncle, and the police uncle will support you."
"You can also find the police sister, the police sister will give you candy."
"Thank you pretty sister!"
"So cute."
The police station was full of fun.
The gangsters who are about to go to jail: "..."
It's that they don't deserve it.
·
Things worked out perfectly.
Even after the solution was completed, the night was dark, and even pedestrians could not be seen for two or three times on the road, but the rain was still falling.
Song Yan took out her mobile phone and prepared to hail a taxi.
Xia Zhiye glanced at the destination: "Are you planning to go back and wake up Auntie Suguan now, and then alert Ruan Tian and Liu Deqing to tell them the fact that you got into a police station after a fight?"
Song Yan didn't lift his head: "Over the wall."
Xia Zhiye: "I have an injury on my shoulder."
Song Yan: "Go back to your home."
Xia Zhiye: "The doctor said that I may have a fever and infection at any time at night. You have the heart to let grandma stay up late at such an age to watch over me?"
Xia Zhiye looked down at Song Yan, with a clearly written expression of moral kidnapping.
Song Yan raised his head and looked back, with a face that said nothing about me.
After seeing how this man pretended to be pitiful in front of the police, he would be indifferent to all appearances.
Then Xia Zhiye pulled open the neckline, revealing the shoulders covered with ointment: "I was injured to save you, it hurts."
As he spoke, he blinked aggrievedly.
Tiny raindrops just happened to hang on the end of his eyelashes, ready to drip, until he blinked lightly, finally kissed the small mole on the tip of his nose, and then hit the deeply sunken collarbone, the water droplets smacked away .
Song Yan: "..."
It hurts as long as it hurts, don't mess around.
·
Song Yan was still thinking that even if he went home with Xia Zhiye, how could that palm-sized room be enough for them to live in.
As a result, Xia Zhiye directly opened the door of the next yard.
Grandma Liu explained in a low voice: "Xiaoye lived here with his parents when he was a child, but later his parents disappeared, so he lived alone."
It turned out to be like this.
I think Xia Zhiye was not very old when his parents left.
For a half-old child, it is better to say that it is his grandmother who takes care of him than he takes care of his grandmother. He also picked up a little mahjong that no one cares about. How did he survive this day.
The street lamps by the courtyard wall were dim and trembling slightly, outlining the tall and thin silhouette of the young man's back, but not too thin.
Song Yan suddenly felt that what he was fussing about before was quite boring, unhooked the strap of his schoolbag, and followed Xia Zhiye into the house.
A small bungalow, one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen, one bathroom, one bed, cleaned very cleanly, the walls are covered with posters of a certain football star and a certain rock band, a drum kit and a Lego set of Star Trek are placed in the living room, and there is a desk in the bedroom. Pretty good computer.
Just looking at the decorations, it is not obvious that life is difficult. On the contrary, he looks like a bohemian young master. He doesn't know where he got the money from.
Song Yan was suspicious, but didn't intend to ask.
After all, he doesn't like to be offended by others, and naturally he doesn't like to offend others.
In contrast, I am more concerned about another question: "A bed?"
Xia Zhiye turned around: "Well, what's wrong?"
What did you say
Song Yan was expressionless: "I'm not used to sleeping with people I don't know well."
Xia Zhiye was silent when he heard the words, lowered his head, put his finger on the tip of his nose, and didn't speak for a long time.
Song Yan has no patience: "Fart quickly."
Xia Zhiye said seriously: "It's nothing, I was just thinking about who was the person who slept soundly on the bed in the dormitory with me all night."
Song Yan: "..."
Xia Zhiye: "And who is the person who said that what happened to me is what happened to him in the recording you played at the police station today?"
Song Yan: "..."
"Oh, why can't I remember?" Xia Zhiye stroked his chin, his tone exaggerated, but he didn't hear any distress.
Song Yan: "..."
If you can't remember it, just dig your brains out, it's best not to think about it again for the rest of your life.
He really lost his mind and went crazy to follow Xia Zhiye home.
He turned around and left without delay.
Xia Zhiye hurriedly grabbed his wrist: "You can't help being funny at all."
tease your mother.
When raising a cat.
Song Yan tried to throw his arm away, but Xia Zhiye grabbed his wrist and moved back.
Song Yan didn't stand still, and was almost staggered. Just as he was about to get angry, a low voice came from above his head: "Okay, don't be angry, it's my fault."
"?" Song Yan paused, and looked up, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
Xia Zhiye lowered his eyes and said, "Aren't you angry this morning?"
Song Yan: "..."
"It took me a day to figure out why you were angry, but I swear, I never thought of teasing you, or watching you laugh. It's just that you always look like you are a thousand miles away, and it's rare to take the initiative Say a few words to people, if you directly say that I don’t need those materials or your counseling, you will definitely ignore them again, so I thought about talking about it later, but it really doesn’t mean anything else.”
"..."
"So I apologize to you now, please don't be angry with me."
The rain outside the window is still pattering down, cooling off the last bit of heat in the late summer, and the coolness rolls with the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus infiltrating the air.
The young man's voice was low and soft, with a hint of good-natured persuasion.
The two of them leaned against each other in the narrow door frame, their bodies were almost pressed against each other. When Xia Zhiye spoke, his breath fell on Song Yan's hair and forehead, and it was as warm as the palm wrapped around his wrist.
Song Yan suddenly felt that this incident seemed to be an unreasonable disturbance by himself: "Who the hell is angry. Don't talk to me like you coax a little girl.
Xia Zhiye raised his eyebrows slightly: "When did I coax the little girl?"
Song Yan raised his eyelids angrily: "Didn't you have more than forty girlfriends?"
"??"
"..."
Realizing that he seemed to be talking too much, Song Yan pushed him away with a cold face: "I'm not angry. I'm serious when I say I don't know him well."
"Okay, then I'm not familiar with you."
All cats are like this, arrogant, just stroke along the hair.
Xia Zhiye already had a set of experience in raising a tablemate, smiled perfunctorily, turned around and took out a set of pajamas from the closet: "There are disposable toothbrushes and towels in the bathroom cabinet, you can use them yourself, I will go to the next door to change the dressing first .”
Song Yan didn't take back what they were not familiar with, but just took the pajamas with a straight face, and walked into the bathroom without saying a word.
Before the door closed, Xia Zhiye stopped him again: "There is more."
"?" Song Yan raised his eyes.
"Thank you today for helping me protect grandma and little mahjong."
When Xia Zhiye said these words, his face was not at all slack and foolish, but sincere and sincere.
Song Yan looked into his eyes, and suddenly felt as if he had been punched by something in his heart, which felt very strange.
Hastily lowered his eyelashes: "It's a big deal."
After finishing speaking, he closed the door and locked it directly, until he heard the sound of Xia Zhiye leaving outside the door, he was relieved and turned on the faucet.
However, the bungalows in the old town are probably in disrepair for a long time, the water heater is not very effective, and the hot water has not been turned on for a long time, and no one answered Xia Zhiye.
Song Yan turned the faucet and walked towards the next yard.
The door to the courtyard next door was also closed, and just as he was about to push it open, he stopped the force in his hand.
Xia Zhiye's voice came from across the wall: "You take the two thousand first, and pay the kindergarten tuition for Little Mahjong."
The old man hastily refused: "This is your scholarship, what's the matter with us."
"I picked up the little mahjong, and I was supposed to help her pay the tuition."
"I can't say that. At that time, I wanted to raise it myself. I just didn't expect me to be so useless as a grandmother, and the child suffered in the end."
"Don't say that, little mahjong's life is no worse than that of other children."
"Well, I can only say that it's lucky to have you as an older brother. But you are only a little old, how can you fight with those people in society? And you gave us all the money, do you have enough for yourself?"
"Don't worry, when have I ever been short of money?"
…
The small words were gradually drowned in the patter of rain.
Song Yan didn't open the door in the end, and went directly to the next door, took a shower with cold water.
He has been very picky about food and clothing since he was a child, and it is difficult for others to take care of him. With the current environment, he would have turned around and left long ago.
Now it feels a little hypocritical.
Or he felt that he was quite hypocritical before.
Delicious food, good food, no worries about food and clothing, a pair of shoes is equivalent to other people's living expenses for a year, and I still feel that the whole world is sorry for me, and I can't show a good face all day long.
Maybe Song Minghai is right, he just doesn't know what's good and what's wrong, that's why he's been disliked since childhood.
After taking a shower and returning to the bedroom, Xia Zhiye was not there.
I don't know if I haven't come back yet, or if I went out again after I came back, but it just happened to avoid the embarrassment of staring.
Song Yan walked to the table, opened the zipper of the schoolbag, and was about to take out a piece of medicine to sleep, but the corner of the schoolbag accidentally touched the mouse on the table.
The screen suddenly lights up.
Song Yan doesn't have the bad habit of looking at other people's privacy, but the dialog box on the desktop is too big and too eye-catching, and one can't help but see the content before closing his eyes.
Then Song Yan frowned slightly.
Shen Jiayan is a standard internet-addicted teenager, and he drags him to play games together when he has nothing to do, so Song Yan is fairly familiar with things related to games, and he is not unfamiliar with this software page.
In fact, it is just a commonly used voice software for playing games. In addition, many people will broadcast live on it, or conduct some accompanying transactions.
It's basically decent software.
It's just that the people who use it don't seem to be very serious.
Song Yan looked at the huge "pure and beautiful male high school online pick-up and play" ID at the top of the dialog box, and fell into a long silence.
Nothing to play with.
But with this prefix, I always feel that something is wrong.
Thinking about Xia Zhiye's face, and thinking about the money he got from who knows where, this feeling of something wrong is even stronger.
Song Yan stood where he was, thoughtful.
Then that dialog box jumped.
[My old lady is beautiful and wild]: Why is this point here
[My old lady is beautiful and wild]: Since you are here, come and play with my sister for a while. I've been stuck for many days, Ionia is not a place for people to stay, you take me to a master.
[My old lady is beautiful and wild]: Where are people? Don't pretend to be dead, don't worry, as long as you are comfortable with her, my sister will definitely not treat you badly.
[My old lady is beautiful and wild]: Come on, as long as you take your sister to the master, you can say whatever you want if you want shoes or clothes. It’s really not the old rules, two hundred per round
[My old lady is beautiful and wild]: Oh, by the way, I will go to Nanwu on National Day, and then I will take you to eat, play and buy some clothes.
[My old lady is beautiful and wild]: You are not allowed to refuse, I have already booked the air ticket and hotel, this time you have to come to accompany me if you don’t want to, understand
The news jumped out one by one, and Song Yan's fingers on the edge of the table became more and more forceful.
No matter the account ID or tone of voice of the other party, including the gleaming Cartier's latest bracelet on the profile photo, they all capitalized Bai Fumei.
Imagining Xia Zhiye bending his peach blossom eyes, dragging his lazy tone, smiling and lowering his voice at this beautiful rich woman, Song Yan felt a little heartbroken.
He didn't think that Xia Zhiye would really sell his body for this little money.
But this rich woman seems to be a bad visitor.
At least from the last piece of news, it should be more than just coveting Xia Zhiye's game technology.
For a boy of Xia Zhiye's age, in this difficult and difficult life, if there is a good-looking, rich, generous Bai Fumei who is willing to help him, even if it is not for money, It is also easy to fall for this kind of care, and it is difficult to guarantee that you will not go astray.
But it can be seen that Xia Zhiye is really short of money, it is better to be a playmate than to be an illegal worker, at least it can alleviate some financial problems relatively easily.
It's just what to do if it is led crookedly.
All impulsiveness is possible for a boy in his teens who is full of blood and just beginning to love.
Song Yan pursed her lips, thought for a moment, and finally made a decision.
Open WeChat and click on Shen Jiayan's profile picture.
[YAN]: Nowadays, those male high school students who play with them generally like to take orders.
[The sweetest milkberry in the world]: Do you even need to ask? A rich woman with beautiful people, rich money and sweet personality.
Song Yan: "..."
Fine.
Download the software APP.
Registered account number: [Renmeimoqianxiaorichpo]
Modify profile picture: Hello Kitty
Search for "pure and beautiful male high school students to pick up and play with online", click to send: [little brother, King of Glory, 200 per round, please accept]
After posting, I felt that it wasn't sweet enough. I recalled the speaking style of the girls Shen Jiayan usually hooked up with, and added with a paralyzed face:
[QAQ, whoa~]