Chapter 54

Jing Yuwen raised both hands to cover his face, and said in a mourning voice, "Didn't you ask me this morning? Also, why did you tear it off for me?"

He put down his hands and frowned slightly: "It's really not polite."

Although Jing Yuwen's tone sounded very gentle and even a little aggrieved, Xiang Siye's eyebrows were a little disappointed: "I'm just curious."

Curious? Jing Yu Wenxin said: Your curiosity makes me ashamed to talk to you.

As soon as he saw Xiang Siye's lost appearance, he felt uncomfortable in an instant, and sighed, "Go back first."

Xiang Siye nodded: "Okay."

Jing Yuwen thought about how he would answer if Xiang Siye asked who made the mark on his neck, and said that he pinched him? Then Xiang Siye would probably send him to a mental hospital.

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. As soon as he walked up to the third floor, he suddenly stopped involuntarily, then grabbed his hair with both hands, and jumped twice.

"Ah! It's annoying!"

After that, he ran back to the dormitory.

Xiang Siye followed and closed the door: "What's wrong? Why did you suddenly run in?"

Jing Yuwen sat on the bed, looked up at Xiang Siye, and smiled awkwardly: "Ah? No... nothing, you..."

"Huh?" Xiang Siye walked to the desk and put down his schoolbag, and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

Jing Yuwen's brain couldn't keep up with the speed of his mouth: "You are so pretty."

The moment the words were spoken, Jing Yuwen wanted to slap himself twice on the spot. How could he say these words from his own mouth?

Xiang Siye leaned against the edge of the desk and raised the corner of his mouth: "Thank you, I think so too, but I think you look better."

Jing Yuwen was stunned, his face was hot, is this guy molesting him now? Well, it's not a day or two since this guy looks like a hooligan, but the problem is, he is quite happy to be molested by this hooligan , Well, he must be crazy, this must be the after-effects of being bitten on the neck by this guy last night!

In order to cover up his emotions, Jing Yuwen bluffed: "Cough, to the dog."

Xiang Siye tilted his head: "Huh?"

"You, can you stay close to me?"

Xiang Siye narrowed his eyes slightly and walked up to Jing Yuwen: "Of course."

Jing Yuwen raised his eyes and commanded: "You, you squat down."

Xiang Siye really squatted in front of him, with his arms on his knees: "Okay."

Jing Yuwen's fist was full of strength, and he hit Xiang Siye's head at once. This blow made him feel a lot more relaxed.

"Ah!" Xiang Siye touched his head with one hand and frowned slightly: "It hurts so much, so why did you hit me this time?"

Jing Yuwen leaned back, put his hands behind his back, pretended to be leisurely, and said, "I, I just want to hit you, do you need a reason to hit you?"

Xiang Siye put both hands on Jing Yuwen's lap and said warmly, "So unreasonable?"

Jing Yuwen swallowed, raised his hand and pushed Xiang Siye's hands away: "Why? You rascal, do you need to reason with you?"

Xiang Siye chuckled: "Yes, I don't need to reason with me."

Jing Yuwen didn't even take off his shoes, turned over and lay on the bed, with Xiang Siye on his back, pretending to be calm and saying, "Okay, Dad is going to bed, what are you doing?"

Xiang Siye smiled, stood up, and leaned down. Jing Yuwen didn't know what he was doing, so he subconsciously turned to face him, and curled up: "What are you doing?"

Xiang Siye's hand crossed Jing Yuwen, grabbed the quilt behind Jing Yuwen, pulled it, and covered it on Jing Yuwen: "I won't eat you again, I will cover you with the quilt, or you will catch a cold soon. "

Jing Yuwen grabbed the quilt and covered his face: "Okay, thank you, you can go!"

Xiang Siye didn't say anything, Jing Yuwen showed one eye to see, Xiang Siye was already sitting at the desk and took out a set of test questions from his schoolbag.

Jing Yuwen breathed a sigh of relief, quietly took off his shoes and school uniform jacket, covered his head with a quilt and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, the quilt covering his head was lifted, Xiang Siye's gentle voice was in his ear: "Student Ajing, get up, brother, get up, it's time to go to class, brother, Jing Yuwen."

"Huh? Hmm," Jing Yuwen habitually put his hand under the pillow and took out his mobile phone to see. There was still half an hour of class. He saw a text message on his mobile phone and clicked it to see that it was Cosine's figure. When he arrived, he sat up, stretched, rubbed his eyes, his voice was lazy and a little slow: "Xiang Dog, I'll go home in the afternoon to get Cosine's birthday present."

Xiang Siye walked to the desk and packed his schoolbag: "Want to accompany you?"

Jing Yuwen put his feet on the ground, put on his shoes, and curled his lips: "What's there to accompany, I don't think I will delay the evening self-study this time."

Xiang Siye picked up the last question on the desk, looked at it, and said, "Alright, the exam is coming soon, come back and I'll help you with tutoring."

When he was done, he put the question in his bag.

Jing Yuwen was tying his shoelaces, when he heard the words, he was stunned for a moment. He let out an "oh", feeling a little disappointed. After the monthly test, the class will be divided according to grades again. At that time, Xiang Siye will go to the first class. now...

Thinking of this, Jing Yuwen inexplicably hated himself for not studying hard in the first place. He suddenly raised his hand and patted his face, forcibly suppressing his thoughts, then got up and took three Band-Aids and went to the bathroom to stick the mirror stickers.

At the end of the fourth class in the afternoon, Jing Yuwen walked out of the school gate alone and waited for the bus at the bus stop. The voices of people on the road were noisy. Jing Yuwen was looking at the vehicles on the road and thinking. It is placed at the collection point in the community, which is not far from his house. Does he want to go home?

His left hand, which was naturally hanging by the side of his leg, was suddenly grabbed by a soft and waxy little hand, and his index finger was suddenly caught. He bowed his head, and a little boy who had just reached his waist was holding his hand.

He smiled and said, "what's the matter, kid?"

The little boy is quite handsome, but his voice is shrill and unpleasant: "Little brother, are you Jing Yuwen from Beicheng No. 5 Middle School?"

Jing Yuwen nodded: "It's me, what's wrong?"

The little boy said: "little brother, come with me, someone is looking for you."

Jing Yuwen wondered: "Who is it?"

The little boy pulled him: "little brother, you will know when you come here."

This little boy is a little brother. Although Jing Yuwen doesn't like children very much, he can still accept a polite and good-looking child, and this child has already held his hand, he thought, just a child, with There would be no danger if he went, so he followed the child.

There is a small alley near the No. 5 Middle School in Beicheng. It is a little long with twists and turns. In recent years, a road that is more convenient than this has been built, so there are generally few people walking here.

The little boy dragged Jing Yuwen around the alley, and Jing Yuwen asked, "Where are you taking me?"

As soon as asked this question, at a corner, a bald man wearing a sleeveless vest and tattoos on his shoulders suddenly rushed out. Jing Yuwen didn't have time to respond, and was punched on the right corner of the mouth. Dejing Yuwen leaned directly against the corner. Before he could react, another person came out. This person was dressed similarly to the person just now, with a bald head. Together, they grabbed his arm from behind, pressing him to the limit. Squat on the ground.

Then two more people appeared. Jing Yuwen recognized them clearly. It was Zhao Gan and that brother Qian. The little boy ran up to brother Qian and asked anxiously, "Why do you want to beat that little brother?"

Brother Qian touched the little boy's head, took out ten dollars from his pocket, stuffed it into him, and said with a smile, "Don't worry about it, kid, go, don't tell anyone else."

The little boy nodded timidly, he looked at Jing Yuwen, his eyes were full of self-blame, and then he returned in the same direction as when he came.

Jing Yuwen was beaten a little faint, his voice softened: "What do you want?"

Brother Qian squatted in front of him: "yoyoyoyo, little coward, this sound is really distressing, I turned over last week. The wall went to your school, didn't it scare you to pee your pants?"

Jing Yuwen wondered: "What?"

The former bald head was a little impatient: "Tong Qian, stop talking nonsense, did you ask us to suppress this little white face to chat with you?"

Jing Yuwen frowned: "What the fuck do you want?"

Tong Qian put one arm around his knee, lowered his chin to his elbow, and squeezed Jing Yuwen's face with the other hand: "Tsk, it feels good."

Jing Yuwen shook his head irritably: "Go away, take off your dirty hands."

"Huh, Mr. Su's son is really temperamental," Tong Qian got up and looked at Zhao Gan who was bowing his head silently, and said, "Come on, take revenge on you, how did your father beat you, call back."

Zhao Gan grabbed the hem of his clothes, his voice trembling a little: "Brother Qian, why don't you think about it?"

Tong Qian seemed a little unbelievable: "Forget it? I've already found you all, and you came with me. You said it's okay? You're afraid of shit?"

Zhao Gan swallowed: "No, Brother Qian, you are going abroad, you don't care about your future, I care, I have to take the university entrance exam honestly, or forget it, Brother Qian, I can't afford it, how much do you want? I'll give you all the money! Big brothers can't afford it, I'll give you all the money, can I just pretend it didn't happen this time?"

"Fuck." A bald head was about to let go of Jing Yuwen's arm: "Just give me the money."

Tong Qian stopped: "don't bro, don't let him go."

After he finished speaking, he slapped Zhao Gan on the head: "Fuck you, don't fight, get out."

Zhao Gan nodded vigorously: "Thank you, Brother Qian."

After he finished speaking, he ran to the other side of the alley.

Another bald head asked, "Tong Qian, nobody wants to do it anymore, what else do you want to do?"

Tong Qian squatted in front of Jing Yuwen with great interest, and said with a smile: "Anyway, people seized it, and such a good opportunity cannot be wasted in vain. After all, I dropped a cell phone in front of my mother to spread the rumor. ."

Jing Yuwen spat: "Bah, fuck it. Your mother, are you still involved in the rumor?"

Tong Qian turned his head to one side and avoided Jing Yuwen's saliva: "Tsk, kid, your temper is so outrageous, don't forget, you are being held by my people now."

Jing Yuwen frowned: "You idiot, you fucking want to fight fast, I have something to do."

The two bald heads became impatient, and the one on the right said, "Tong Qian, hurry up."

The one on the left said, "It's fucking time for dinner."

"Two big brothers, don't worry," Tong Qian smiled and said to Jing Yuwen: "In this way, if you kiss me, I will let them let you go."