His tone is very flat, and there is still a chill in his words.
It's not a particularly angry look, but his cold and indifferent tone, compared with the paralyzed Huo Heng, the effect on the scene is quite shocking.
The bad boys in the third middle school took a while back and suddenly realized that this is not a one-on-one singles.
They are here to fight in groups.
Although the original target was the black-skinned them, Duan Jiayan was inexplicably rushed out at the moment, but Duan Jiayan was one of the best and put Huo Heng down again, so it was calculated that he was the enemy.
The boys who had played well with Huo Heng couldn't stay at first, and screamed at somebody, and rushed in the direction of Duan Jiayan.
After Duan Jiayan beat Huo Heng violently just now, the anger that came up was almost vented. He dodges straight back, not planning to fight with them alone.
But the opposite thought was different from him. Taking advantage of the chaos, Huo Heng got up from the ground, and a trace of hostility passed between his eyebrows. Seeing the light on Huo Heng's body, Heipi had no time to rush over, so he could only remind him loudly: "Knife! He has a knife!"
But it was too late.
The back of Duan Jiayan's left hand was sharply scratched by the tip of a knife, and large drops of blood flowed down the fair skin.
Duan Jiayan did not expect that Huo Heng still had the strength to stand up.
Duan Jiayan was slightly startled looking at Huo Heng, who rushed forward like a mad dog. Not only him, but everyone around him couldn't react.
Seeing blood and not seeing blood have very different meanings. In the usual high school melee, no one would deliberately dig a knife. It's easy to have a knife to cause serious problems, and if it is serious, it may even lead to human life.
Moreover, the area of the wound on Duan Jiayan's hand is quite scary at first glance.
Huo Heng held the knife and sneered: "Are you going to pretend to be compelling? Don't speak? Isn't it faint?"
Duan Jiayan lifted his eyelids and slammed his bloody hand on his face.
Huo Heng's nasal cavity became hot, his vision trembled, and when he lowered his head, he saw ticking blood stains on the ground.
He reacted, only to realize that it was his nosebleed.
Huo Heng covered his nose in pain. Seeing this, Duan Jiayan shook his injured left hand, wanting not to smile and said, "Do you think I am dizzy and bloody?"
Coupled with the blood stains thrown by him on the ground, this wave of ridicule can be called a Tianxiu.
His behavior completely provoked the anger of Sanzhong. Seeing that the third middle school was going to greet Duan Jiayan, the black skin rushed and cursed: "Fenmao, you move! Are you watching the show?"
Seeing Hei Pi charge, the brothers who followed him also joined the melee.
"Nima, we are a lieutenant colonel, do we agree?"
"Will you bring knives in gang fights, do you want to behave like this?"
"Lao Zhong Lao brother, brother, flashed to send mother old Yinbi."
The cherry blossom fan kicked Huo Heng's fallen knife away, and rushed into the crowd of ghosts and wailing wolf howling: "Huo Heng! You actually cut a segment! I killed you!!"
Seeing Sakura fans attacking enemy and me, the third middle school stopped doing it: "Guo Zirui, what's the matter with you! Where can you help?"
Sakura Fen screamed rightly back: "I'll help my brother, of course! To be honest, don't you think that Huo Heng is a second-year dog? Do you like him or me?"
Sanzhong was originally the leader of cherry blossom fans, but there was a direct internal contradiction at this moment:
"Fuck, I actually don't want to fight."
"I'm just here to watch a hilarious video, who knows it's really going to be played."
"Your brother is too fierce. He can hit two if he is injured. Let's go with them three to seven."
"Three or seven? Is it okay to show some confidence?"
"To be honest, twenty-eight open."
"... Brothers, can you stop fighting?"
Hei Pi led a group of young men into the battle, with high morale: "One of the best, kill!!!"
There was a few scolding back from the third middle school.
Duan Jiayan: "..."
Suddenly Duan Jiayan didn't particularly want to participate in this situation.
It turned out that these people had already made the group fights out of group play during the period of his self-cultivation. Duan Jiayan watched them fight for a while, fished in troubled waters, and slowly retreated from the central area of the battlefield.
Among this group of fighters, the most embarrassed were Huo Heng and his brothers. After the fight, Sakura Fan and Heipi reached a consensus and joined forces, causing Huo Heng and others to bear the attack from both the enemy and the enemy.
After all, they are all students, and there is no deep hatred between each other. In the fight, both sides have a trend of weakness.
Duan Jiayan appropriately dissuaded him at this moment: "Don't beat up brothers, the evening self-study is about to start. The class that should be in class, the Internet should be online, and don't waste your youth in a meaningless battle."
As Duan Jiayan was talking, he gave the battle a name: "It's really unnecessary to fight again. Let's put an end to the first three changes. Except for Huo Heng, who is a Laozi, everyone is good brother."
Huo Heng yelled: "Duan Jiayan, I am your uncle—"
Hei Pi and Sakura powder punched him alone.
Duan Jiayan's remarks sounded like a child's play at first, but they actually made sense. If you continue to fight, it really doesn't make much sense.
Slowly, both sides really stopped.
With the exception of Duan Jiayan and Huo Heng who had played the game, everyone else only suffered some skin injuries. He was not reconciled anymore, and Huo Heng could only be held up by a few of his friends, cursing and leaving the backstreet in the face of a large number of people.
When Huo Heng and the others left, Duan Jiayan looked down at his arm.
Because the wound area was not small, and he also punched Huo Heng at that time, the blood had not stopped completely.
"Brother Duan, you still have to take care of it? At least bandage it." Sakura Fen looked at the hideous scar on the back of Duan Jiayan's hand and couldn't help but said, "Do you still have to get a shot of tetanus?"
Hei Pi is familiar with this situation: "I know there is a clinic nearby, and the boss is very skilled, go to deal with it?"
Duan Jiayan nodded.
The clinic that Heipi said was in the backstreet, and it was just a few steps away.
The owner of the clinic is a young man who knows Heipi well. When he saw him, the boss greeted him casually: "Oh, where did it hurt?"
"It's not me," Heipi gave in, "My buddy."
The boss glanced over Duan Jiayan and fell on the back of his hand.
"The little handsome guy has a lot of injury. You have to sew seven or eight stitches." The boss looked at Duan Jiayan's wound roughly: "Sit there, I'll kill you some poison, should I get anesthetic?"
Duan Jiayan answered.
As the needles were being stitched, Sakura powder saw the curved stitches pierce the back of Duan Jiayan's hand, and the suture thread shuttled through the skin. He couldn't help but shudder and hissed and blindfolded his eyes.
Hei Pi wondered: "What are you doing?"
Cherry blossom powder: "I am acute phobia! I can't see this kind of scene!"
Black skin: "..."
Cherry blossom fan: "Brother Duan! You have suffered!"
Duan Jiayan didn't feel particularly painful because of the anesthetic. He was about to joke about Sakura Fan when he suddenly remembered something.
He completely forgot about the meal.
There is also milk tea, which seems to have been thrown by him at the place where he was fighting just now.
Milk tea is not the point, the point is Lu Xing's words...
Duan Jiayan didn't even want to touch the phone, the originally lazy boss scowled and stopped him: "Don't move!"
Duan Jiayan stopped now.
When the boss finished sewing, he hurried to get his mobile phone. Not surprisingly, he saw 800 missed calls on it.
Duan Jiayan roughly marked it, and it was basically Lu Xingci. Duan Jiayan fell silent involuntarily when he saw his left hand that he had just handled.
He was silent, and Zhou Xingchen's WeChat popped out one by one:
[Duan Duan, how about you? ]
[Are you still eating? Brother Lu is looking for you. ]
[Where's my porridge? ]
Duan Jiayanxin said that you also know that you are drinking porridge. Just after thinking about this, his mobile phone screen suddenly jumped.
Seeing the caller ID, Duan Jiayan's mind flashed a sudden thought.
Ghost call.
Seeing him staring at the phone in a daze, Hei Pi reminded him: "Duan Jiayan, are you stupid? Answer the phone?"
Cherry blossom powder: "Whose phone number?"
Hei Pi glanced at the remarks: "My father."
Sakura pink was shocked: "Your father?!"
Duan Jiayan came back to his senses, hesitated, just about to press to answer.
A cool, faint voice came from the door of the small clinic.
"Duan Jiayan." The speaker's tone was indescribable, and his voice was slow: "You have become more skilled."
The boy was standing outside the door, tall and slender. His dark eyes rolled around the room, and finally landed on Duan Jiayan's injured left hand.
The white bandage was wrapped several times on it. This kind of wide-ranging dressing, I want to know what the wound underneath might look like.
Duan Jiayan was a little stiff as he noticed what Lu Xingci was looking at.
Sakura Fan was immediately upset by the coolness in Lu Xing's voice: "Who is this man? He is a bit familiar. Who is he provoking him?"
Hei Pi quickly kicked him: "Shut up."
Sakura powder tirelessly: "Who is this person?"
Hei Pi couldn't help but whispered: "Your brother Duan object."
Sakura powder covered her mouth in horror, and exclaimed from her five fingers: "Fuck, sister-in-law?"
Hei Pi: "???"
Duan Jiayan didn't expect that he would find him directly. After reacting, he stood up and ran to the door.
Seeing him coming, Lu Xingci gently clasped Duan Jiayan's wrist.
He took a closer look and determined that Duan Jiayan only had the injury on his left hand before he said, "Does it hurt?"
Duan Jiayan originally wanted to say that it didn't hurt, so he took the anesthetic. The effect of the medicine has not passed, and the feeling on his hand is not particularly great.
But seeing that Lu Xingci's face wasn't very good-looking, Duan Jiayan had an idea, and his desire to survive made him nod: "It hurts."
Lu Xingci smelled the medicine on his hand and asked in a low voice, "How many shots?"
Duan Jiayan was a little guilty: "Seven needles."
"..." Lu Xingci frowned.
Sakura Fan saw them with a delicate atmosphere: "Well, just ask, my sister-in-law—"
Hei Pi couldn't help it anymore: "What's your sister-in-law? Call him father."
Sakura fan: "My father, my pooh, it's not mine, this, this handsome, how long have you been with my Duan brother?"
Hei Pi glanced at him: "Do you never surf the Internet?"
Cherry blossom powder: "Huh?"
Hei Pi: "Ningcheng abo forum post number 10024, click to harvest your Duan brother's love story."
Hei Pi said with a sigh of emotion: "I actually remember the post number?"
Cherry blossom powder: "..."
The relaxed and happy atmosphere of the same cherry blossom pink and black leather side did not move, Duan Jiayan was grabbed by Lu Xingci's wrist, and his heart was up and down.
He watched Lu Xingci's silence, and bit the bullet and took the initiative: "I just went to buy milk tea, and I ran into Hei Pi and my junior high school classmates in the backstreet. They brought a group of brothers together—"
Seeing Lu Xingci's brows raised slightly, Duan Jiayan swallowed the word fighting back in time.
Duan Jiayan turned his head abruptly, and was about to let Hei Pi and Sakura Fen come over to explain.
Seeing that he looked wrong, Hei Pi immediately said: "Father, let's go first."
Sakura Fan also said very much: "Father, don't bother you. If you have something to say, don't do it."
Duan Jiayan: "..."
Duan Jiayan wanted to smash these two men into the ground.
It's not appropriate to keep stuck in front of the clinic. When Heipi and the others left, Lu Xingci took him and walked towards the school gate.
Seeing Duan Jiayan's rules let him lead, as if he had made a mistake and faced his parents. Lu Xingci suddenly asked: "What do they gather for?"
"... Do it, what should be done, and then I also participated in it."
Lu Xingci helped him add: "I hurt my hand."
Duan Jiayan was about to say that the injury was not serious, Lu Xingci put his fingertips on the bandage on the back of his hand, and slowly stroked: "How did it hurt?"
Feeling the strength of the opponent stroking the back of his hand, Duan Jiayan hesitated slightly: "Knife."
Lu Xingci paused with his fingers, the emotion in his eyes darkened a bit.
Seeing him like this, Duan Jiayan hurriedly explained: "I really didn't want to fight at first. At the time, there were people I know on both sides of the back street. I went over and said a few words, but there was someone in the third..."
Speaking of Huo Heng, Duan Jiayan paused.
He didn't want to repeat those words in front of Lu Xingci, it was too ugly. Duan Jiayan vaguely said: "There was a man in the third middle school with a knife. I didn't expect him to take this, so he accidentally scratched it."
"How is he? He was also slashed?"
"No, no one on our side has a knife." Duan Jiayan recalled: "But I beat him, he seems to have a nosebleed?"
"But you were scratched, he didn't." Thinking of the scene at the time, Lu Xingci took Duan Jiayan's hand and unconsciously used some force: "What did he say, are you so angry?"
"He just... said something stupid." Duan Jiayan wanted to pull the topic away: "I only started with him. Later when they started fighting, I went around."
After he finished speaking, he felt that his description was unclear for a while, and subconsciously looked at Lu Xingci.
Lu Xingci did not question any more, but did not speak either, just took his hand all the way forward.
Most of the people in No. 1 Middle School knew him and Lu Xingci, and along the way, they both gained countless light. Rao is a cheeky like Duan Jiayan, and he feels uncomfortable after being dragged all the way: "Brother Lu, we are going to the school gate, are we still dragging?"
Lu Xingci glanced at him, didn't let go, and continued to walk to the teaching building of the third year of high school.
Duan Jiayan knew that he was wrong, and honestly let him lead.
When they were approaching the door of Class 10, their class committee came out of the classroom with a thick pile of workbooks. The little girl seemed to get a bit of ankle and watched that the pile of workbooks was about to slide down.
Duan Jiayan subconsciously wanted to reach out to help, Lu Xingci pulled him back, and stepped forward to help.
"Thank you class leader." The student committee repeatedly thanked him, and couldn't help but fall on Duan Jiayan's left hand wrapped in gauze: "Hey, what happened to Duan Jiayan?"
"Scraped it."
"Is it serious?" The academic committee asked with concern: "Be careful. Fortunately, it's not your right hand, otherwise you won't be able to write."
Duan Jiayan responded.
Duan Jiayan hadn't had time to eat dinner after all these things had happened. After returning to the classroom, he touched the snacks from the drawer and ate them slowly.
Studying late at night, the classroom was quiet, Lu Xingci closed his eyes when he heard the sparse movement when he was eating, and suddenly became a little irritable.
When I thought that Duan Jiayan didn't eat dinner and sewed seven stitches hungry, she might have shed a lot of blood.
He couldn't wait to circle the opponent around him, staring at people all the time, and he was angry that Jiayan was too impulsive to do things.
He was upset, Chen Yue turned around and knocked him. Lu Xingci just wanted to ask him what he was doing, and the latter shook his phone silently at him.
He glanced at the phone, and Chen Yuecai sent him a post: [Look at this. ]
Lu Xingci didn't have the patience to read the title, and clicked directly in.
[In the evening, when most senior high school students were immersed in dinner, there was a scuffle in the backstreet of Yizhong.
As a one-in-one, I feel it is necessary to tell what I have witnessed. This melee originated from our No. 1 Lieutenant Colonel and a No. 3 Middle School Lao Zai, so call him Huo Zai. In the end, solo became a group frame of No. 1 Middle School and No. 3 Middle School, which is known as the one-three change in history.
At the beginning, it was just a simple quarrel. When we didn’t react, we saw a wandering shadow from the school fighter flashed in front of Huo Zai with the f key, another e skill locked Huo Zai, and the last r opened a big trick. Reimplement.
Le Fulan, the number one in Ningcheng, never makes sense to beat people.
So, why does the school bully suddenly run away
Because Huo Tsai said bad things about the school grass.
The school tyrant rushed to the crown and became an angry blue face, except for nice, kill, 66666, I can't say anything else. ]
["Say I can, say that I am your partner, you must die tonight.", Huuwu mother is crying for the love of the cubs again. ]
[Under normal circumstances, a fights for o, only their family, o fights for a. ]
[For a while, I didn't know who to envy. By the way, who is Huo Zai? ]
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When Lu Xingci saw this, he finally knew why Duan Jiayan was vague about the reason for the fight.
At the same time, he felt soft, but still angry that he was too impulsive to do things and didn't know how to protect himself.
"Are you looking at this too?" Duan Jiayan didn't know when he would come to him: "This brother's statement is a little bit exaggerated. My skill hasn't been shown to the point, but Huo Heng really owes it. He may have buffs that make his hands ticklish."
It can be seen that Duan Jiayan wants to talk to him.
Lu Xingci glanced at the snacks beside him: "Are the potato chips delicious?"
"General." Duan Jiayan told the truth: "It's a bit tired to eat too much."
"Then don't eat," he pressed off his phone, facing Duan Jiayan: "I will take you to eat after school."
Duan Jiayan was about to continue unpacking the potato chips. When he heard the stuff being stuffed into the drawer, his eyes brightened and he nodded hurriedly.
A little far away from No. 1 Middle School, there is a Cantonese restaurant that has been open for many years.
In addition to students, there are also many office workers who have just left the night shift. The warm yellow light illuminates the room transparently and brightly. The kitchen is translucent, and you can see the hot air floating on the rows of steamers inside.
"Zhou Xingchen said he had a supper here last time." Lu Xingci pushed the menu in front of him: "What do you want to eat?"
Duan Jiayan ordered a fried rice noodle and a few snacks.
When the dishes came, Duan Jiayan asked, "Do you want to eat? I ordered too much, and I can't finish it by myself."
Lu Xingci was not very hungry, so he ate some with him.
"I shouldn't fight." Duan Jiayan saw that the atmosphere was good and proactively confessed: "But Huo Heng mentioned you and he didn't speak very nicely. I can't help it."
Lu Xingci stared at him for a few seconds before sighing suddenly.
Duan Jiayan hurriedly said: "I will try my best to bear it in the future. If I can't bear it, I will first check if there is a knife on the other person."
"You are almost of adulthood. If you have been so angular and angular, you can't say it's bad. I might have been attracted to you in this way." Lu Xingci looked at him, speaking slowly, as if he wanted him Try to understand yourself as much as possible: "But it's different now, I'm scared."
Duan Jiayan was stunned.
"I'm afraid you will be injured, and I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you. Fighting with Du Xuchen, fighting with Qiao Nan, and conflict with the boy in No. 3 Middle School today is not a big deal. But I'm afraid, I will deal with it in the future. Things that can't be done."
"..." Duan Jiayan wanted to jokingly said, I think you are the hardest backer. But thinking of the emotion behind those words, he fell silent again.
"I am also very scared, even if I can offend someone, everything will be late when I find you." Thinking of the evening no matter how much Duan Jiayan's phone call could not be reached, Lu Xingci's voice stopped. After a while, he continued: "What do you want to do next time, can you tell me first?"
Duan Jiayan was watched intently by him, unconsciously, his heartbeat was getting faster and faster.
Duan Jiayan nodded confusedly.
After a while.
"Then I will report to you if I do something with someone?" Duan Jiayan reacted and imagined the scene: "It seems a bit fishy."
Lu Xingci glanced at him: "Who just said that you won't fight anymore?"
Duan Jiayan rubbed his nose in a nonsense.
"I'm talking about trying not to fight." He went around with him, and tried to hold him up: "It's mainly Huo Heng that the dog forced me to step on my weakness. I really can't bear it. If he forces me, I I'm not that angry, but he forced you. If I don't beat him up, he really thinks I have a good temper..."
"Speaking," Lu Xingci looked at him eloquently, "I haven't told you something yet."
Duan Jiayan thought he was going to say something serious, stopped talking, and straightened his face.
Lu Xingci smiled, "Thank you for fighting for me."
The boy looked at him with his eyebrows bent, his face in the light was handsome and clean.
His eyes are clear and black, and the tails of the eyes are folded inward. They look very sloppy when they are not smiling, but they are gentle and tight when they are ridiculous.
At that moment, Duan Jiayan suddenly had an idea for no reason.
This is probably the most beautiful eyes he has ever seen in his life.
Duan Jiayan couldn't help shouting: "Lu Xingci."
The person whose name was called by him answered, watching him quietly.
He wanted to say a lot, but those messy thoughts flowed into his brain, and after the fireworks exploded, only messy ashes remained.
Even at the end he could only say a simple and popular confession.
"I should not be as good as you in the future, but the money I make will be given to you. I will accompany you through your vulnerable period."
Duan Jiayan said, grabbing his hand:
"I will protect you too."
The author has something to say: I will treat you well.