"A girl in the second or second middle school."
"first name."
"...I only know her last name is Chen."
The atmosphere solidified at once.
Zhou Yu's black eyes looked at them indifferently.
"In addition to her, there is Yang Meng, right?"
"Yes Yes."
"Row."
He closed his eyes, raised his bandaged hand, and moved over to another chair.
The two boys looked straight at him pulling the chair closer.
"We didn't hurt your girlfriend! Let's go, I have already said everything that should be said, really, don't do this, we can't bear it."
"Do you think I'm blind?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we were really wrong, and we don't dare to dare anymore..."
Yin Zhu tore off the corners of his clothes.
She can guess what Chen Lu will do next.
He turned his head, his jaw tightened, and looked at her. For a moment, he calmly said:
"I'm very impatient now, so angry, what should I do?"
As soon as he came in, he saw her disheveled clothes and messy long hair, squatting motionless like a child without her favorite toy.
He is irritable.
"Enough is enough, don't do it again lest you hurt yourself."
"Let's go."
She took him out, Zhou Yu did not move.
She turned her head to see him like this, and simply held his hand.
The cool fingers held his warm palm.
"My right hand is languid, I can't pull you."
Zhou Yu glanced over and landed on her right hand holding him.
She was late for training, and the person in charge called her several times, explaining that the situation was stopped.
In fact, when she saw him pick up the chair and hit the two boys, she had calmed down and recalled the whole thing, including when the boys went to pick her clothes, her body even trembled unpredictably.
Thinking of who the person behind is, thinking of all sorts of past.
After all these years, Chen Lu's methods to deal with her were very clear to her. Faced with them, her body's reaction also made her understand that the fear Chen Lu brought her had never disappeared.
She was afraid that Chen Lu had become natural.
But now, it's not the past. Chen Lu brought it to her, and she wants to return it to her one by one.
This is not revenge, this is, counterattack.
Take him out of the school gate and walk across the road.
The sky was getting dark, and there was a fiery red on the edge, scorching people's hearts.
The two stopped on the side of the road, and the street lights began to light up, light and bright, and the afterglow stretched their shadows long and narrow.
She let go of his hand and dropped it, the palm of her hand was still a little sweaty because it was touching him nowadays.
"I'm going to train."
He did not respond, staring at her silently.
"You go back."
He shook his head, "I will accompany you."
She paused for a moment, then took her coat off and gave it to him. The creases on her chest pierced his eyes. He turned his head irritably, and the tip of his tongue pressed against the alveolar.
"Put the jacket on first, and I will put it back on my own."
There was a bit of chill in the wind blowing in the street.
He took it.
Then she turned around and walked in the direction of the company. He followed her behind and watched her go.
The two walked by the traffic, passing pedestrians on the road, and the lights gradually lighted up at the stalls of the surrounding shops, and the pedestrians said and laughed in their ears.
Yin Zhu stopped and looked at the company in front of him, her eyes drooping, as if she had something to hold her back.
He also stopped, his eyes always falling on her.
She turned around, took a step towards him, stretched out her hand to reach the back of his neck, and at the same time her feet stood on tiptoe, raised her head and touched his lips lightly.
She fell on her heels, her eyes squinted:
"I made an appointment first."