Su Qiao quickly scanned the study, found the key soon, and went to the basement openly.
The sound of the iron door opening made the person in the corner tremble, but he did not move.
"Jiang Yihan?"
After pushing open the door, Su Qiao shouted softly.
"Jiang Yihan, where are you?"
The basement was not only cold and damp, but also pitch black.
Su Qiao's eyes couldn't adapt for a while from a bright place to a dark place.
After a while, I could vaguely see the dark figure huddled in the corner with the light from the door.
"Is it Jiang Yihan?"
Su Qiao threw his backpack on the ground and walked over slowly.
The person in the corner finally raised his head slowly, as if he couldn't believe it, and his expression was unusually dull.
Su Qiao squatted in front of him and spoke softly, as if afraid to scare him: "Don't be afraid, it's me, I'm Su Qiao."
“You…you…” Jiang Yihan was stunned and couldn’t even utter a word.
When he heard the first word "Jiang Yi Han" just now, he thought he was hallucinating.
When I heard the second sound, I couldn’t believe it and thought I was dreaming.
He knew exactly where this was.
How could someone who had absolutely nothing to do with him appear in his house
And suddenly appeared in the basement
But he soon discovered that this was real, not an illusion or a dream.
A person he didn't expect appeared before him unexpectedly.
At this point he had absolutely no idea what to say.
"Come on, let's go out first."
Su Qiao frowned, glanced around, grabbed his arm and tried to pull him up.
Jiang Yihan was stunned for a moment, then he withdrew his hand and lowered his head again: "No."
Su Qiao thought he was worried about his mother, so he quickly comforted her, "It's okay, your mother was knocked unconscious by the drugs I gave her, and there's no one outside now."
Jiang Yihan paused and his pupils shrank.
Confused... Fainted
Su Qiao grabbed his arm again: "Let's go. It's dark and cold here. What's the point of staying here?"
However, the boy broke free from her hand again and shook his head slightly in refusal.
Su Qiao was puzzled: "Why don't you want to go out?"
The boy hugged his legs, lowered his head and refused to move.
The stubborn look makes people feel both pitiful and helpless.
He is as stubborn as a bull. Why is he so difficult to deal with
Su Qiao had little patience, but had no choice but to look at the person in front of him.
call!
Hold on.
This is a little angel, her little angel.
At least not now.
A dozen would definitely be more troublesome.
Su Qiao gave up.
I sat down next to him, also with my back against the cold wall: "Okay, okay, if you don't want to go out, then I'll stay here with you."
What else can she do
Jiang Yihan didn't expect her to stay. Feeling the body temperature coming from the contact, he suddenly jumped away as if he was stung by a bee.
The darkness covered his blushing face, "You...you go."
Su Qiao automatically filtered out his resistance, walked to the door, picked up the backpack he brought, and walked back to the corner again.
"I brought a lot of medicine. Where are you hurt? I'll apply some on you."
"No… "
Her enthusiasm made the boy feel uncomfortable and confused.
Su Qiao lost his patience.
He forcefully dragged him to the corner near the door, held him down like a bully and peeled off the school uniform on his back.
Under the incandescent light, the unusually white back was covered with red marks in all directions, some of which were even swollen.
It can be seen that the person who beat him really did not leave any room for mercy.