Song Yu was not familiar with the terrain of this place at all, so he called the police while running.
panting.
"Hey, 110?"
"A group of bad boys on Lianyun Street beat up a poor high school student. Does anyone care?"
This group of social teenagers with knives and sticks should accept the baptism of socialism, and let the police come to eliminate violence and peace.
The police felt that this sentence was a bit familiar, "This classmate..." Was it you who was beaten by the police last time
It's just that Song Yu has hung up the phone.
There are many alleys on Lianyun Street, and the moonlight blurs the stars and dims, dragging out the long shadows of the street lamps.
Song Yu went round and round, and finally turned himself into a dead end.
"Hold."
They circled east and west to temporarily throw out a lot of gangsters, but this alley is very deep and leads to the main street, and it is too dangerous to go back the same way.
Song Yu looked to the side, saw a trash can, then looked up at the height of the lower wall, gritted his teeth, and pointed up: "Let's turn over."
Xie Sui tilted her head and looked at him seriously with dark eyes: "Are you sure?"
Song Yu had already started to push him: "Go up."
The trash can was made of plastic, Song Yu only dared to step on the edge, and he had to rely on Xie Sui's strength to climb the wall.
After waiting for the others to sit on the wall, Song Yu turned back and cursed in the middle of the night. "Fuck me".
Behind the wall is the family's yard. The fence in the yard is very sharp and has glass fragments. It is also the kind of shrub with thorns that jumps off. Besides, there is a sleeping dog.
Song Yu: "..."
Damn, he's afraid of dogs.
At this time, Xie Sui had already sat next to him very easily.
The wind and moonlight on the walls and the street lamps are all different.
The line of sight became farther, and the whole night seemed quieter. Song Yu didn't know how many mints he had eaten along the way, so that the wind had that smell, cool, sweet and slightly spicy.
Xie Sui looked back with his eyes, lowered his voice and asked with a smile, "What should I do now?"
Song Yu had been arrogant for so long, and for the first time he didn't speak.
"found it!"
"This way!"
At this time, the thugs also chased after them, blocking the dead end, and when they saw the two people sitting on the wall riding a tiger, they burst into laughter.
"You kid is here!"
"Hahahaha, this is what you have forced yourself into a desperate situation!"
Song Yu was not afraid to just go to school with them. He had learned how to fight for so many years in his last life. He was a school bully from childhood to adulthood, and it was true.
It's just that they have knives and sticks, and it is difficult for him to explain to his grandmother that he is injured. If Grandma Meng got serious and got to the bottom of it, he wouldn't want to meet Xie Sui again in the future.
Hong Mao spat out a mouthful of phlegm, put the nunchaku on his shoulders, and walked struttingly: "It's a living target sitting on the wall, you kid was so crazy yesterday, today I want you to cry and kneel!"
The green hair behind him humbly asked a question: "But boss, what will we do if they don't come down?"
The red hair greeted him with a palm and cursed.
"Are you an idiot! What do you want them to do! Throw whatever you have in your hands and smash them in the face!"
Several younger brothers only obeyed orders.
Hearing this, Song Yu couldn't bear it any longer. With a sneer, he was about to jump off the wall.
As a result, I looked down - fuck it! The trash can has been accidentally kicked over by him.
Song Yu was a little afraid of heights, but now he was dizzy for a second.
… At this height, will you break your leg if you jump down
Seeing his pale face, Hongmao laughed even more wildly: "Crazy, you continue to be crazy! Today I will tell you who is the father on this street in the south and north of the city!"
Xie Sui admired Song Yu's changing face, restrained his smile, and asked, "Where are you going?"
Song Yu's life principle has always been that the loser does not lose the battle. He rolled up his sleeves and said coldly, "Go on and do it and you'll be done."
Xie Suizhen was amused by the child.
Hold him down and smile: "Forget it, it was you last time, this time I will solve it."
Song Yu was stunned for a moment and looked up at him.
The starlight of the city is dim, the dim yellow street lights are obvious, the teenager's eyes are smiling, and the peach blossom eyes are hooked inward and outward, which has a unique charm. Calm and elegant.
"Don't be stupid."
Before Song Yu could finish speaking, he saw that Xie Sui had jumped off the wall with great ease, and the landing posture was very handsome.
Hong Mao was stunned, and then gritted his teeth: "You come down to find death?!"
Xie Sui smiled: "come down and be a father."
"… "
Song Yu pressed his fingers against the wall and opened his mouth, frightened.
Is the protagonist a little different
A group of people with red hair, green hair, purple hair and yellow hair exploded instantly.
"Xie Sui! It's fun to be a hero, isn't it! I told you to pretend! I'll break your leg this time!"
They shouted and broke their legs.
But Song Yu was sitting on the wall, but he saw that Xie Sui made a neat move and didn't hesitate at all.
He grabbed a steel rod and directly bent the two thugs at the waist. With ease, he grabbed his red hair and slammed into the wall, every time he used his strength, blood splattered on the wall.
For a moment, mourning continued in the deep alley. The gangsters brought knives, and Xie Sui also had blood on his white shirt, but Xie Sui was expressionless throughout the whole process, as if it was not his injury.
The dark and messy bangs lowered his eyebrows and his eyes were frighteningly violent. He snatched the knife from one person's hand and stabbed it straight into his palm. Blood spurted and splashed onto the youth's delicate eyebrows.
He bent over, sneered, and his voice was playful and dangerous: "I'll teach you what it means to see blood."
Song Yu sat on the wall and stared blankly: "Fuck!"
Fierce.
An injured gangster lying on the ground under his feet.
Xie Sui's reason was awakened by Song Yu's voice.
He lowered his eyes, holding back his emotions.
The police are coming soon, so don't kill me.
Cooler summer nights.
Xie Sui threw the knife in his hand on the ground, raised his hand to wipe the blood on his face, walked under the wall, and raised his head.
With Song Yu, it is a posture of one wall and one wall, one looking up and the other bowing.
"Do you want to come down?"
He asked softly, the ferocity just now seemed to be fleeting.
The boy in the white shirt stood at the entrance of the deep alley, the cold moonlight streaming on his delicate face, his eyes dark and serious. Clean and gentle.
Song Yu came back to his senses, and his heart was too fucking uncomfortable.
Looking at Xie Sui's fighting posture just now, he remembered what Ma Xiaoding once said, that he sold his life to the outsiders.
Immediately, I felt very distressed - what kind of play was that, it was like dying.
A quiet night makes people emotional, but Song Yu's sensibility couldn't last for a second.
Because as soon as he lowered his head, he found that the problem just now was still there.
The trash can was emptied. No matter how he got down, Xie Sui couldn't help it up from the trash heap.
"I... don't go down well."
He has a slight fear of heights. Why did all the bad things happen to him today.
Xie Sui was stunned for a moment, but after realizing it, he thought of it and smiled.
"You jump down and I'll catch you."
After all, it is the heartthrob protagonist Shou in "Gentle Control", and the starlight and moonlight are gentle when he smiles.
Song Yu lowered his head with a little hesitation in his eyes, but finally nodded solemnly.
"Then you pick it up on time."
Xie Sui smiled, and there was a tenderness in her voice that she couldn't even describe: "Okay."
Song Yu gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and jumped off the wall.
The whistle of the police car rang out on the street at this time.
The headlights shone into the deep alley.
In the dazzling light, Song Yu fell into an embrace, and it smelled of blood. He put his arms around Xie Sui's shoulders, buffered himself, and then stood firmly on the ground.
And for Xie Sui.
The moment Song Yu jumped down, it was more like a sky full of stars descending. Into the bosom, the mint-flavored wind.
In this Jingcheng summer, a mint-flavored hug.