The elder, who was pulled by the four figures in the setting sun, looked down at the shadows of himself and Chi Yu on the ground with his head down, his mind like a mess.
"That's why." Wang Xiao looked at Chi Yu with delicate facial features in front of him, and then turned to look at Chi Yin next to him. The lower part of the faces of the two of them are quite similar, but because Chi Yu always purses the corners of his mouth and looks unhappy, and Chi Yin always smiles, it is hard to tell.
"Are you two brothers and sisters?"
Chi Yin smiled and took Chi Yu's hand, her voice soft and soft: "Yes, brothers and sisters."
Chi Yu frowned slightly, he pushed Chi Yin's hand away without a trace, and said impatiently, "Go home if you're all right, don't wander around on the street."
"It's okay, Uncle Chen has been driving the car behind you." Chi Yin paused, then continued, "Dad asked you to go home on the weekend and said the family would like to have a meal together."
"I'll take him back first." Chi Yu turned around and picked up the schoolbag hanging on his shoulders again.
"The rest, wait until I get home."
Regardless of the shouts of Chi Yin and Wang Xiao behind him, Fu Zhian watched the sloppy pace of the people in front of him. The boring and monotonous school uniform hangs on his body, wearing a somewhat unruly look.
Even if he tried to speed up his pace, because of his leg injury, he couldn't catch up with the young man not far away. The distance between the two became farther and farther, and Fu Zhiyu shook his head helplessly, slowly slowing down and staring at the patterns on the ground, walking step by step.
"Tsk." Chi Yu didn't know when he stopped, and he stood not far away against the light. The facial features that were originally blurred by the harsh sunlight gradually became clear. The deep and bright facial features seem to be no different from when he was a child, but the folds that always hang between his brows remind him that Chi Yu has grown up.
It was not until he and Chi Yu came back together again that he continued to take a step. The deliberately slow pace made him disrupt the rhythm, and suddenly stood up on the same arm.
"Didn't you throw that photo away?"
"I… "
Chi Yu was a little embarrassed, he coughed lowly, and said awkwardly: "I forgot to take out that photo in my wallet."
It's okay not to explain, but after Chi Yu explained it, he suddenly felt that something wasn't right. He tugged at the collar of his school uniform irritably, tilted his head to look at Fu Zhian's knees that couldn't bend very well, and sneered twice.
Autumn is slowly approaching, and after the sun goes down a little, the occasional wind brings a bit of shade. Fu Zhiyan stopped in front of the convenience store, thought about it, and said, "I'll go buy something."
Chi Yu frowned impatiently, but still leaned against the wall and waited quietly with his head down.
The plastic door curtain made a rattling sound, and Fu Zhiyu came out carrying two plastic bags. Before he could speak, he was snatched by Chi Yu. He tied the two bags together and glanced at him: "Let's go."
Chi Yu was carrying two plastic bags in one hand, and two schoolbags hanging on his back and chest. He lowered his head and glanced at the glass bottle of juice in the bag, and muttered impatiently, "It's so fucking heavy."
Fu Zhian thought of the Feizhu he had eaten inexplicably just now, and felt ashamed and embarrassed. Rarely, he didn't say anything to Chi Yu, and followed him quietly.
"Yo, are you two going home together?" The man's sneering voice sounded not far away, "Aren't you two really gay?"
Chi Yu squinted, Li Zhiyi was wearing a denim jacket, and half a steel pipe was exposed in the half-zipped bag. As soon as the words fell, there were a few more men with cigarettes from the corner, and their wrists holding steel pipes were leisurely drawing circles.
"We are your father." Chi Yu took a step forward, blocking most of Fu Zhi'an's sight.
Li Zhiyi thought about the group of brothers behind him, and when he heard Chi Yu's words, he couldn't hang on his face, and he sneered twice.
"In this way, you kneel down and apologize to Lao Tzu, and that's okay." He paused, took out the steel pipe from his bag, and continued: "Otherwise, it's not a beating. thing."
Chi Yu suddenly turned around, handed the bag to Fu Zhiyan, and said coldly, "Go back first."
"You don't think it's cool, right?" Fu Zhiyu looked down at the young man's clean and white palms, and said lightly without smiling.
Chi Yu, who usually quarrels and never admit defeat, actually stopped arguing. He forcibly stuffed the bag into his hand. The bangs on the forehead were blown away by the wind, revealing Chi Yu's bright and delicate eyebrows, and the two beautiful sword eyebrows were tightly twisted into a ball.
"Hurry up and get out of here." Chi Yu raised his eyes just to meet Fu Zhiyan's calm brown pupils. He turned around, threw his schoolbag on the ground, and said in a low voice, "Don't get in the way here."
Fu Zhiyan was standing behind the black-haired boy with a plastic bag, this scene was very familiar. It seems that a long time ago, because of his withdrawn personality and unpleasantness, he was always excluded, and Chi Yu would always stand in front of him with his hips on his shoulders. Even at that time, Chi Yu hadn't grown tall by himself.
"Get the fuck out of here!"
Chi Yu's tone was not good, and there was a hint of imperceptible anxiety.
Fu Zhian looked at the dozen or so tall men across from him, paused for a moment, turned and ran to the intersection with a blank expression.
Listening to the footsteps that were getting further and further behind, Chi Yu hooked the corner of his lips at Li Zhiyi: "Tsk, Li Zhiyi, you are really embarrassing."
"High school students are fighting and doing pomp. I really don't see your father."
Li Zhiyi seemed to be in a hurry. He rushed up holding the steel pipe, but Chi Yu pressed his left hand tightly on his shoulder and punched him on the bridge of his nose with his right hand. Chi Yu was not in a good mood today, but Li Zhiyi suddenly came to give people his head, and he was very happy.
Thinking of this, the man who was standing at the corner with a cigarette suddenly rushed up not far away. Chi Yu stretched out his arm to lock Li Zhiyi's throat, and before he had time to move, Li Zhiyi raised his head abruptly, *** on his chin.
Chi Yu was in pain, grabbed the steel pipe in Li Zhiyi's hand, and kicked his ass.
"Fuck me and beat him!"
The man who was still some distance away from him suddenly rushed to his side with the steel pipe. Chi Yu two dodged the steel pipe that slashed at his head, but was hit in the back with the steel pipe by the person behind him. Chi Yu snorted, turned around and kicked the man in the stomach. The boxing he learned as a child had been forgotten long before he entered junior high school.
He fights, and he doesn't think about not getting hurt at all, what he wants is to die together.
A little carelessly, the man with the steel pipe gave him a sap in the face, Chi Yu groaned and stepped back two steps and fell to the ground.
"Come on, aren't you fucking arrogant? You don't know how high the sky is because you have some fucking stinky money at home!" Li Zhiyi half supported his waist and limped to Chi Yu before he had time to be handsome , suddenly ** a pain.
"That thing of yours is that big?" Chi Yu only felt that he couldn't open his left eye, and the warm liquid flowed down his temples to his cheekbones. His left arm rested on the ground, the smile on his face gradually enlarged, and the thumb and index finger of his right hand were not knowing what to do.
Li Zhiyi just wanted to kill himself by swallowing gold at this moment. Hearing the snickering of his buddies behind him, he planned to step forward with the steel pipe.
It was the sound of breaking glass. Li Zhiyi looked up and saw not far away, a boy in a white sweater slowly walked towards them, holding a half-shattered glass bottle in his hand.
"Li Zhiyi." Out of the corner of Fu Zhi'an's eyes, he caught sight of Chi Yu, who was sitting on the ground, the blood gushing out of his forehead coagulating on his hair, the bloodless lips and the dark blue at the corners of his eyes, which seemed to him at the moment. Dazzlingly scary.
Fu Zhiyu's face was cold, and the glass bottle in his hand kept dripping scarlet liquid. He raised his head and smiled suddenly.
"Just give him another fucking touch."
Chi Yubi was shocked by everyone, he half-squinted and looked up at the fair-skinned boy. He had never heard Fu Zhian speak swear words, and even when he was angry, he kept silent. As if feeling his gaze, Fu Zhiyan turned his head to look at Chi Yu. The black school uniform jacket was full of footprints, and the black hair was stained with blood.
"You're too dirty." Fu Zhian's voice was light, and Chi Yu couldn't hear the trembling in his voice.
"Fuck you, hiss..." Chi Yu just wanted to raise his arm, but the wound on his back was pulled, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Li Zhiyi looked at the half-broken glass bottle in Fu Zhi'an's hand. Although he was afraid, he still couldn't make it through. He said bravely: "Who are you going to scare with a glass bottle? I don't believe you dare to do it!"
"Come and try it." Fu Zhiyin stared at him with a smile, causing Li Zhiyi to break into a cold sweat.
The sound of the police car's whistle came from a distance, and the man who was originally a fool heard the sound of the siren was agitated, and he was busy running around with his things. In the blink of an eye, there was only Li Zhiyi left in the alley. He limped away after scolding in a low voice.
Fu Zhiyan threw away the glass bottle in his hand, squatted beside Chi Yu, and reached out his hand to gently wipe off the blood stained on his left eye.
"The level of your fighting is average."
"Don't look at how I beat them all!" Chi Yu rolled his eyes and tried to stand up with his hands on the ground, but failed several times.
Looking at Fu Zhian's expressionless face, Chi Yu opened his mouth but said nothing.
"I'll help you up?" Fu Zhiyan raised his eyebrows and looked down at him.
"Whatever." Chi Yu tilted his head reluctantly, but the arm on his knee lifted slightly.
"beg me."
The air gradually solidified, Chi Yu looked at his arm in mid-air and wanted to chop it off with a knife.
"...Fu Zhiyu, you are a fucking beast!"
The author says:
Well, the manuscript is finally coming to the bottom... The streaking has begun