She climbed the stairs and walked up a few steps when she heard Yang Qin's voice.
"Jiang Su, are you afraid that I will shake out the non-human things you did in front of everyone, so you are in a hurry to drive everyone away?"
"Looks like you still remember who the one who scarred me was..."
"Huh? Who's here? What's it called? Let me think about it... Let me think about it, it seems to be called..."
Yang Qin's tone was not swish, which was particularly annoying, "... It's called Lin... What is Lin, two words, Lin, Lin Jin, no, that word doesn't read Jin, what is it, below is Jin, above Is… "
Before Yang Qin could say the words on it, there was a harsh sound of chairs rubbing against the ground from upstairs.
Lin Wei was startled, holding on to the handle, took two more steps up, seeing Jiang Su grabbing Yang Qin's hair, and banging his head on the table with a bang.
Just that sound hurts.
Yang Qin felt like he couldn't feel the pain, his nose was knocked out with blood, he raised his hand with difficulty, rubbed his nose, looked at the blood on his fingertips and giggled: "I remember, that word reads cen , don't read Jin, Cen, Lin Cen..."
… Linzen.
This name seems to be a taboo. The moment it was spit out from Yang Qin's mouth, Jiang Su instantly seemed to be a different person, and the breath exuding from his body was cold and heavy.
The strength in his hand increased involuntarily, as if he wanted to embed Yang Qin into the table, and the bones of his hands were white. He looked at Yang Qin, with a violent repression, and said every word: "You don't deserve to mention his name."
It's not that Lin Wei has never seen Jiang Su's violent side, it's already quite scary, but compared to the current Jiang Su, it's really insignificant and not worth mentioning.
With Jiang Su's back facing the stairs, Lin Wei couldn't see his expression. From his back alone, Lin Wei could feel the smell of destruction.
In the past, when I saw him being ruthless, I felt that he wanted to kill someone, but not this time, not this time, but this time.
It is to kill Yang Qin.
Lin Wei's whole body was fried, and her back was shivering with chills.
"What about you?" Yang Qin pressed his face against the table, reluctantly rolled his eyes, and looked at Jiang Su: "I don't deserve to mention his name, so you deserve it?"
"Everyone in this world deserves to mention his name, but you, Jiang Su, don't deserve it, right?"
"How good is your life now, Jiang Su, or that young master Jiang, who is popular and spicy, returned to school, and made a group of new friends, how about Lin Cen? Have you ever thought about him in your midnight dreams..."
"I fucking say it again, you don't deserve to mention him." Jiang Su grabbed Yang Qin's hair, lifted him off the table, and punched him in the abdomen.
Yang Qin twitched in pain, hunched over and covered his abdomen with his hands.
Jiang Su didn't mean to give up his hand at all, he pressed down on Yang Qin's head, lifted his leg up, and hit Yang Qin's nose with all his strength.
There was more blood from Yang Qin's nose, dripping on his clothes and on the floor.
As if he couldn't see the blood, Jiang Su kicked Yang Qin to the ground and picked up the chair beside him...
Lin Wei returned to her senses, "Jiangsu!"
Jiang Su suddenly stopped as if he had been tapped on acupuncture points.
Lin Wei stepped on the stairs and ran to the second floor. She was really afraid that Jiang Su would smash the chair on Yang Qin and cause serious consequences, so she hurried to him and grabbed the chair in his hand: "Put the chair down. "
Jiang Su didn't move.
Lin Wei stretched out her other hand and also grabbed the chair.
She took it out of his hand with all her strength, but didn't take it out, "Jiang Su."
Jiang Su didn't speak or look at Lin Wei, but his grip on the chair relaxed a lot.
Lin Wei put down the chair, raised her foot, and kicked the chair far away, then grabbed Jiang Su's clothes, "The parent meeting should be over soon, let's go, back to school."
Jiang Su did not move like he was nailed to the ground.
Lin Wei just wanted to tug at him again, but Yang Qin, who had recovered a little from the pain, raised his head with a pale face.
He glanced at Jiang Su first, then put his eyes on Lin Wei's face.
He remembered that before Jiang Su asked Xu Shu to take them away, he rubbed the top of the girl's head.
He paused for two seconds, then suddenly laughed.
It turned out that Jiang Su was not afraid of being known about his past by those people. What he was afraid of was this girl.
It's really interesting...
Yang Qin laughed: "This female classmate, do you want to know about Jiang Su's past?"
Lin Wei raised her hand to grab Jiang Su and stopped suddenly.
Think, she has long wanted to know what happened to him.
She had thought of the scar on his wrist more than once during the time she had known him.
She heard some of their conversation just now. Although she didn't reveal what happened, she could probably infer that the wound on Yang Qin's chest was Lin Cen's masterpiece, and Lin Cen should have been friends with Jiang Su, and Xu Shu and Cheng Zhu also had the kind of friends they had a similar relationship with.
When you don't know anything, you won't be curious. You know a little bit, but you won't be too curious. The most fearful thing is that, like she is now, knowing a little bit can just make you come up with many kinds of stories. , but you don't know which kind of story is the truth and is the most annoying.
Lin Wei looked at Yang Qin and blinked: "Think."
Jiang Su, who was standing beside Lin Wei, froze.
Yang Qin smiled even more excitedly. He gave Jiang Su a triumphant look, and was about to speak to Lin Wei when Lin Wei spoke again: "But I don't believe what you said."
Yang Qin: "..."
Jiang Su: "… "
After about five or six seconds, Jiang Su turned his head slowly to look at Lin Wei in disbelief.
Lin Wei didn't look at him, and continued to stare at Yang Qin's bloody face, and said crisply: "So, don't waste your time talking to me, it's just a waste of time, I think what you need to do the most right now, It's to wash your face well."
"… "
"However, if you don't want to wash it, it's not impossible. I think the blood on your face looks better than your original appearance."
(End of this chapter)