Pang Yifan has been paying attention to the situation secretly these days, and found that Wen Yan has not come to see Jin Heng for a long time. He takes it for granted that his little brother has been "abandoned". .
After the evening self-study, it started to rain outside, it was humid and sultry, the students walked out of the school in twos and threes, complaining in a low voice about the bad weather, Jin Heng held an umbrella and wandered among the crowd, but also wandered away from the crowd. outside.
"Jin Heng!"
Yan Na suddenly trotted up from behind, panting a little, and asked out of breath, "Aren't you going to come with us?"
"We" refers to those delinquent teenagers in Xu Meng and Chongming, but not Wen Yan.
Jin Heng raised the edge of the umbrella slightly, revealing a pair of dark eyes like ink, which seemed a little hazy in the rainy night. He quietly skipped Pang Yifan and the others who were watching in the dark, paused, and then slowly turned to Yan Na. Shaking his head, with a strange smile he couldn't tell, "No, I'll go back by myself."
Yan Na nodded: "Okay."
Jin Heng turned around and left, and his back quickly disappeared from the crowd, as if he had returned to the time when he was alone in the past. Seeing Xu Meng waiting for her on the side of the road, Yan Na pushed aside the crowd and walked over: "You stupid, find a shelter from the rain and wait, why are you standing on the side of the road?"
Xu Meng put his umbrella on top of her head, and glanced behind him: "Where's Jin Heng?"
Yan Na: "He said he would go by himself today and not be with us."
Xu Meng remembered Wen Yan's confession, and scratched his hair: "Fuck, Wen Yan also asked us to send him home, so as not to be bullied by those who don't have long eyes."
Yan Na doesn't know Wen Yan very well. Seeing that he doesn't have much contact with Jin Heng during this time, and like others, she thought that Wen Yan didn't care about Jin Heng: "Didn't he not play with Jin Heng? What is he doing?"
Are you playing a dog-blood drama here at eight o'clock
Xu Meng didn't understand either: "I don't know."
Yan Na wondered what the hell the two of them were doing. She was curious as if a cat was scratching her head. She glanced in the direction where Jin Heng was leaving, but saw Pang Yifan sneaking behind her, she couldn't help reaching out. Pulling Xu Meng: "Hey, look."
Xu Meng raised his eyes: "What's wrong?"
Yan Na pointed at Pang Yifan and said, "He often bullied Jin Heng in class, and now he's secretly following behind. Do you want to put on a sack?"
Xu Meng thought to himself that there were just a few rotten fish and rotten shrimp, and he would clean up in a few minutes, and said to Yan Na, "Wait, I'll be back in a while."
Yan Na seemed to know what he was thinking, so she reached out and grabbed Xu Meng: "What are you going to do, call and let Wen Yan go."
She didn't believe it anymore, how long would the two people have to fight coldly.
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The rain was getting heavier, but it didn't bring any coolness. There were no pedestrians where Jin Heng walked, only the cold streets, which stretched endlessly in the dark night, with no end in sight.
The system couldn't help reminding: [There is someone behind you.]
Jin Heng: "I know."
He turned the handle of the umbrella and splattered water. He thought that he had to do it himself. Although it was not as convenient to control Wen Yan from behind, at least there was an advantage. .
Jin Heng seemed to feel that the time was ripe, and finally stopped, he turned around and turned around, there was nothing behind him, and said to the air, "Aren't you going to come out, I'm almost home."
The rain was pattering.
After about ten seconds, a person finally walked out of the alley next to him. He was wearing the school uniform of No. 6 Middle School. It was Pang Yifan. He probably didn't expect Jin Heng to guess that he was following. He looked a little suspicious, but for a moment. Then calmed down.
Guess what, in the end, he can't only be slaughtered by him.
Maybe you need a reason to like someone, but you don't need to hate someone. Pang Yifan kicked away the cans next to him. Seeing that Jin Heng was still very calm, he was even more disgusted and annoyed, and sneered: "Do you think you Great?"
"Do you think it's great to take the first test?"
"You put on a stinky face every day, who the hell do you look down on?"
Every time Pang Yifan said a word, he took a step forward, and finally forced Jin Heng into the alley. He simply threw his umbrella, grabbed Jin Heng by the collar, and tried to beat him to the ground, but suddenly there was a burst from the clinker wrist. Severe pain, followed by someone strangling his throat tightly against the wall.
With a muffled sound of "bang", Pang Yifan only felt that his shoulder blades were about to crack. Before he could cry out, he was caught off guard by a pair of dark and rolling eyes, and a low laughter sounded in his ears, which was creepy.
"Shh—" Jin Heng choked his throat tightly, pouring rain pouring down his head, dripping down the ends of his hair, but it did not damage the slight curvature of his lips, and whispered in denial: "I didn't say that. Pass." Blue veins appeared faintly on his articulated hand, and one could imagine how much force he had used. Pang Yifan blushed, his hands fluttering desperately, trying to break apart Jin Heng's hand, but he couldn't use his strength. The feeling of being caught in the throat brought him so close to death for the first time in his life.
Jin Heng held Pang Yifan's hair expressionlessly, forcing him to raise his head, then closed his eyes lightly, and let out a long sigh of relief, with a little morbid pleasure, not atrocious, but it made people feel terrified from the bottom of their hearts: "Speak up. , follow what I want to do."
Pang Yifan was pinched by him, unable to speak at all, his vision was empty, and even his struggles gradually weakened.
What he can do with Jin Heng is to deal with him.
The system hurriedly turned around beside him, neither blocked nor blocked: [Don't, don't, don't kill him...]
Jin Heng pressed Pang Yifan's face against the rough and cold wall, then grabbed his hair and slammed it against the wall. not dead."
He is not afraid of death.
The memories of Jin Heng's previous life surged uncontrollably. He hated and despaired, letting the rain pour over his body, like a water ghost crawling out of a river, thinking of these people insulting his deceased mother, thinking of these people shutting him up. In the toilet, thinking of the blackmail and beatings of these people, I only felt that one hand grabbed my heart, and then smashed it into pieces.
"You know? I just want to study hard."
Jin Heng stared at Pang Yifan's embarrassed appearance, and then slammed his head against the wall, some kind of bright red liquid dripped out, and said to himself: "But you..."
But you just won't let me go...
It's only three years in high school, and the bullying in just three years has directly ruined the rest of Jin Heng's life. How should he come out? Who can bring him out
Whether it is Pang Yifan or Jiang Shaolong, for them, Jin Heng is just a small, easy-to-bully ant. They bully twice when they are happy, or twice when they are unhappy. Forget the evil things, and have nothing to do with it.
They kill people, they have blood on their hands, and they go to school in their school uniforms while doing the work of executioners.
But what about those who have been bullied by them, what should they do in the rest of their lives
Who can take who out of the mud
"Squeak!"
There was a sudden roar of motorcycles from far to near outside the alley, followed by the harsh sound of the tires rubbing against the ground caused by the extreme speed braking, Jin Heng's movements stopped because of this, he looked up at the alley, and I didn't know what to think. Slowly let go of Pang Yifan.
The latter, as if receiving amnesty, leaned against the wall and kept coughing, breathing the air greedily, but before Pang Yifan could relax, his back collar was suddenly grabbed by someone, and then he was punched in the face. , was beaten to the ground.
"I'll fuck you!"
The voice of the visitor was gloomy, mixed with rage, the wine-red hair was wet by the rain, and the water was dripping down, the black shirt was clinging to the body, and the thin and strong figure could be vaguely seen, and it was Wen Yan. .
He received news from Xu Meng, and rode his bike all the way from the school to Jin Heng's house. On the way, he found umbrellas and schoolbags scattered along the road. He walked into the alley and saw that it was Pang Yifan and Jin Heng. He didn't even think about it. , directly knocking people to the ground.
Because Xu Mengyuan said this: "There is a guy named Pang Yifan in Class 6 who seems to want to clean up Jin Heng. After school, he has been following him all the time. I guess he needs a sack. If you want to go, hurry up, I can't get out of here. "
Preconceived notions are very important. In Wen Yan's cognition, only Jin Heng has always been bullied by others, and Jin Heng has never bullied others, so Pang Yifan was beaten by Jin Heng just now. Wen Yan was beaten violently.
The system breathed a sigh of relief in the dark. Pang Yifan was finally saved. If Wen Yan didn't come, he would be beaten to death by Jin Heng.
Wen Yan pressed Pang Yifan firmly against the wall, the rain water rolled down his stern profile, becoming more and more fierce, and squinted and said coldly, "You dare to bully even Laozi's people?"
If necessary, Pang Yifan can now kneel down on the spot and cry for mercy. Hearing Wen Yan's gloomy voice, his face turned pale in panic, and he shook his head in addition to shaking his head: "I didn't... I didn't bully him..."
At least not today, not really.
Wen Yan didn't believe what he said, but now was obviously not the time to deal with Pang Yifan. He punched him hard in the stomach, then kicked him out, and said coldly, "Get out!"
Pang Yifan never felt that this word could be heard like the sound of heaven. He even rolled and crawled to get up from the ground, and then ran away from the alley without looking back, for fear that if he heard the flames for a second, he would regret it. figure.
Wen Yan then looked at Jin Heng.
In the rainy season, the cement wall was mottled and messy, and Jin Heng stood quietly in the depths of the alley, with some blood stains on the front of his clothes, as if he had experienced a fierce battle just now, but it did not damage the almost indifferent cleanliness of his body. This was the first time they had met since the last confused kiss. Wen Yan deliberately avoided Jin Heng for a long time. He was in a mess and had no clue. Avoiding was the best way he could think of. But he didn't expect to hurt Jin Heng and make others think that he has no support.
Wen Yan wanted to step forward to see if Jin Heng was injured, but remembering what happened last time, he took a step back unconsciously, frowning: "Are you alright."
Hearing this, Jin Heng slowly raised his head in the rain, the clean school uniform and the gray and white shabby walls formed a sharp contrast.