"But... that's nothing," Duan Yuche took Cao Feng's hand down, "We're just playing games."
"How can a friend play like this?" Cao Feng finally understood why Duan Shumin let Duan Yuche transfer schools, and specifically told himself: "He doesn't listen to class, it's okay to sleep in class, don't let him skip class, as soon as he skips class, he will Go out and play with his bad-eyed friends. Xiao Feng, if you find him skipping class, call your uncle right away."
It seems that Duan Shumin also knows that his friend is not a good person.
"Little Che, you promise me that you won't play like that in the future." Cao Feng got up and grabbed his wrist with one hand.
"You still want to make friends with me?" He frowned.
"Brother doesn't care about your making friends, I just don't want you to go astray." Cao Feng thought, how could such a good boy get mixed up with those people.
"Why do you care about me?"
"I don't care about you, I know that my words have no weight. If you don't listen to me, you should listen to your father's words, right?" Cao Feng's tone was a little unstable, confronting him in the flickering private room.
Duan Yuche's expression turned cold: "You're going to tell my dad again, right? You're unreasonable, and you rushed in and beat people like you were sick. I should have called the police and arrested you!"
Cao Feng was so uncomfortable that he couldn't speak: "Call the police, it's okay to call the police and arrest me, but you have to be obedient. If you make friends with bad people, it will get worse sooner or later."
"...You're sick!" Duan Yuche turned his head away angrily, "What kind of friends I make is my freedom!" As long as he makes friends, if he has friends, he will feel very happy, not to mention that those friends are not bad people , I'm afraid Cao Feng can't understand his feelings.
And what he hates most is that others interfere with his life in the name of "for his own good", and they don't even know what "for his own good" is.
Duan Yuche shook off his arm, picked up his denim jacket, and the gifts they gave him, and ran out. Cao Feng raised his foot and chased after him, calling him from behind: "Brother, younger brother."
He is a long-distance running champion, and he caught up with Duan Yuche in a few steps. Cao Feng grabbed his arm: "Go home with brother."
"I'm not going back!" He rebelled and tried to throw him away with a grumpy expression, but when he turned his head, he saw Cao Feng's neck covered in blood.
His expression was resolute, as if he would not let him go even if he died. There were bruises and violet marks of beating on his face. His eyelids were also one high and one low, swollen unreasonably. "Be obedient, go home with your brother." Cao Feng said again.
Duan Yuche stared at him, pursed his lips tightly, was silent for a few seconds, and said, "Let's go, go to the hospital."
Cao Feng thought he was injured and was very nervous: "Did you accidentally hit you just now?"
In Duan Yuche's opinion, his flustered expression was so ironic: "You don't even feel that you are bleeding so fucking much, Cao Feng?"
"I'm bleeding?" Cao Feng felt it too, the hot liquid was flowing on his neck, he reached out and wiped it with blood, "It's nothing, it should be the glass, just put a bandage on it, we go home."
"Back..." He couldn't help but swear, "Don't you have common sense! Follow me to the hospital for stitches."
The nearest hospital is only one kilometer away. Cao Feng simply and rudely covered the wound with his hands, and the right to stop the bleeding. The two of them got into the taxi in silence. The driver kept looking at him in the rearview mirror and said, "Little brother. , do you want to go to the police station?"
Cao Feng shook his head.
He wanted to talk to his brother, but he ignored him and just kept his hair down, as if asking about his friend.
Cao Feng turned his head to look at the light flowing out of the car window, reflecting in his dim eyes.
Duan Yuche sent a message: "They are also in the emergency room, let's switch to another hospital, so as not to run into each other."
Cao Feng nodded.
Duan Yuche asked the driver to change to a hospital that was only a mile away, and turned to look at Cao Feng: "Can you still persevere? Does it hurt?"
Cao Feng said it didn't hurt. Although he was bleeding, he didn't seem to feel anything.
Duan Yuche looked at him in disbelief, thinking that this man is really hard.
The driver drove very fast and arrived at the emergency department of the hospital in a few minutes. The driver also reminded them: "Go in directly, find a doctor before registering."
Cao Feng apologized to the driver: "I really want to get blood on your car by accident." He gave a little extra money, which was the car wash fee.
Cao Feng walked into the emergency room. He was covered in blood, tall and dark-skinned, looking fierce.
"Is there a doctor?" Duan Yuche came in, "My friend was injured." "How did you do it?" A nurse went to examine him and said, "Such a big hole? It takes a dozen stitches to fight?"
Cao Feng said in a low voice, "I am a hooligan, I should be beaten!"
Duan Yuche: "..."
"Why are you talking so much nonsense, hurry up and sew needles."
Cao Feng snorted, he sat on the hospital bed, the nurse pushed the cart and began to treat his wound.
The nurse said, "It will hurt a little bit, so be patient."
Duan Yuche felt pain when he saw the needle, and his teeth were sore. Cao Feng didn't say a word and raised his hand to cover his eyes: "Don't look."
Duan Yuche closed his eyes obediently, "Doesn't it hurt?"
"Yeah." Cao Feng's expression endured, his other arm supported his knee, and the blue veins on his arm and forehead burst out.
Sweat dripped down the scalp.
The nurse had quick hands and feet, but she sewed for more than a minute, and finally put on a medical dressing: "Change the dressing tomorrow, and remove the stitches in seven days."
The nurse pushed the cart away and closed the curtain.
Duan Yuche pulled a wet wipe and silently wiped the blood from his face and neck.
"Do you dare to go home like this tonight?"
Cao Feng didn't know either, so he shook his head.
"My dad will definitely ask when he sees you, let's make up a reason."
Cao Feng thought for a while: "I saw a hooligan bullying someone on the road, so I beat him up."
Duan Yuche: "..."
Cao Feng stared at his unhappy face with long eyelashes, suddenly stretched out his hand, Duan Yuche thought he was going to touch him again, and turned his head: "What are you doing?"
"You have cake on your face."
"Oh, we had a cake fight just now."
"Is the cake delicious?" He made the cake at home and had been waiting for him to come home.
"Not very tasty."
Cao Feng was silent again, thinking that what he made himself would definitely be better than selling it.
"Xiao Che, brother asked you something."
"… go ahead."
"What's the relationship between you and that person, the one who touched you?" His tone was calm, with heavy waves in his eyes.
Duan Yuche wanted to scold him again, but he managed to hold back: "It's my friend."
"Then why... why do you call him brother." "I didn't call him brother, what did you hear!" He was furious.
"I heard you call with my own ears."
Duan Yuche reacted and laughed angrily: "That's someone's nickname, do you know the grasshopper, a kind of insect."
Cao Feng suddenly realized: "Oh, it's that one." He felt a little happier, glanced at the time on the wall, it was just after twelve o'clock, so he touched his clothes again, "Brother, don't be angry. Come here, sit next to me, don't, I have a present for you, come, I'll show you."
"what?"
Cao Feng took out a small box. This was done yesterday, and he kept it on his body.
"A birthday present for you."
"Oh." He thought Cao Feng bought it, "Thank you, do you want me to dismantle it now?"
"You can also go home and dismantle it, but it's better to dismantle it now. I don't know if you will like it."
Duan Yuche thought to himself, gifts like gifts are all a matter of heart, no matter what you give, he will like it.
He opened the box and saw a mini crystal ball, the size of the siumai he usually eats, round, transparent, and it would snow when shaken.
"Crystal ball?" This crystal ball seems to be different from the one in the boutique. The bottom bracket is actually metal. The inside of the sphere is not a building, but a miniature miniature snow mountain. You have to look carefully to see the lines and confetti on it. It should be … made of toilet paper.
Cao Feng said, "Look, does it look like your snowy mountains in Switzerland?"
"Well... it's quite similar." In fact, it was far from it.
The corners of Cao Feng's mouth twitched up: "This is not just a crystal ball, look at the bottom, you open the bottom, do you see a clockwork?"
"Clockwork?" Duan Yuche picked it up and looked at it, and found that the structure below was more delicate, similar to the gears of a clock, "I see, what is this?"
"Try it around twice."
Duan Yuche listened to him and started the clockwork. After a few seconds, the crystal ball played music.
The voice was very low. Cao Feng took it and put it in Duan Yuche's ear: "I tried my best to fix it, but it's too difficult, and I don't know how to make it louder."
Duan Yuche listened carefully.
The melody is Beethoven's "To Alice" - his initiation.
Strangely calmed down, Duan Yuche asked him, "Did you make it yourself? You beat and beat in the basement every day, just to do this, is this your invention?"
"Well... I have also done other things, but most of the time, I am repairing this." Moreover, Cao Feng has also figured out the principle of this mechanical music box, and he can now reproduce a mechanical music box with the same function.
Duan Yuche was a little impressed. In fact, he was not interested in what Cao Feng usually invents, but now that he saw this small gift, he suddenly found it very interesting, at least very attentive.
He shook the crystal ball, and the snowflakes slowly fell inside. Cao Feng said, "There is a more beautiful one." He stretched out his hand, took his brother's hand, and moved it towards the direction of the light. He squinted his eyes and adjusted his direction, and said, "Xiao Che, look."
Duan Yuche looked up.
He saw a rainbow-colored light and shadow on the sphere. Although it was very faint, he did see it: "Eh? Does this have a projection?"
"No, this is Newton's ring." Cao Feng explained in simple language, "It's similar to the principle of a prism."
"That's it." Duan Yuche didn't know much about physics, he only knew that the design was ingenious and beautiful, and he kept looking at the light.
Cao Feng saw him laugh, and laughed along with him, but the wound was involved, and it hurt a little. He turned his head and "hiss", and asked his brother, "Have you lost your breath?"
"I'm not angry." In the crystal ball, heavy snow fell on the Swiss snow-capped mountains. Duan Yuche put it back in the box and looked at Cao Feng: "It's wrong to hit people. Promise me not to hit people in the future."
"Okay, I promise you." Cao Feng thought to himself, if he met someone like that again, he would be right.