Chapter 55

This wave of truth really confused Jing Yuwen, he struggled to say: "Kiss your mother, you are fucking crazy if you want to fall in love, you idiot, go to your mother to kiss."

The two bald heads tried their best to suppress him, and the one on the left asked, "Are you fucking gay, Tong Qian?"

Tong Qian smiled, stretched out his hand and pinched Jing Yuwen's face: "I like a good-looking face, who doesn't like a little face with red lips and white teeth? Tsk, these eyes are also beautiful, Teacher Su really knows how to give birth."

Jing Yuwen's face hurt from being pinched, but his arm was caught and he couldn't move, so he could only shake his head frantically. In the end, not only did the hand not shake off, Tong Qian also stretched out his other hand and pinched the other side of his face.

"I just like you being so noisy," Tong Qian rubbed Jing Yuwen's face with both hands and asked, "Mr. Su's son, it should be the first kiss, right? Tsk, the first kiss is sweeter than others..."

Jing Yuwen scolded in disgust, "Sweet your mother, get out."

The bald head on the right said, "What bad luck, come to see you flirting, two perverts."

Tong Qian's hand was still on Jing Yuwen's face, and he raised his head and said, "Brothers, just ask Zhao Gan for more money."

The bald head on the right said irritably: "Okay, okay, fast, quick, don't fuck with ink."

Tong Qian smiled: "Okay."

Jing Yuwen struggled: "Good mother, let me go!"

Tong Qian suddenly noticed the Band-Aid on Jing Yuwen's neck, slipped his left hand onto his neck, tore off the Band-Aid, and saw the red mark on his neck.

The bald head on the left smiled: "This motherfucker, someone has a partner, Tong Qian."

Jing Yuwen struggled hard, the bald head on the right was a little unsteady, and he rolled down Jing Yuwen's sleeve halfway, the pink head rope was exposed, the bald head smiled and pulled the head rope off: "Tong Qian, here. "

Tong Qian frowned and took the headband, hung it on his index finger and turned it a few times: "what kind of girl can make Teacher Su's son wear a small hair tie and plant such a big strawberry on his neck? ? Is it Fan Jia?"

As he spoke, he gestured at Jing Yuwen's neck a few times.

Jing Yuwen blurted out: "It's your father, please let me go."

"Male?" Tong Qian touched his chin: "Is that the one named Xiang Siye?"

Jing Yuwen suddenly froze, and when he mentioned Xiang Siye, his heart began to panic, and his head drooped unconsciously.

Tong Qian raised his eyebrows, broke the headband and threw it out: "It seems so, this guy is very fast, but I don't dislike it either, I just want to taste the sweetness of this pink and tender mouth."

Tong Qian stretched his hand behind Jing Yuwen as he spoke, pressed his neck, and then slowly put his head on top of his forehead, his mouth was about to go up.

Jing Yuwen felt nauseated for a while, tilted his head back, raised his head suddenly after accumulating strength, and knocked his forehead against Tong Qian's left eye.

Tong Qian squatted on the ground covering his eyes, the two bald heads were laughing wildly, and the strength in their hands was slack, Jing Yuwen seized the opportunity to throw them away, endured the pain in his arms and clenched his fists and slapped Tong Qian's face superior.

The bald head on the left wanted to catch him again, but was kicked in the stomach by him, but the bald head on the right hugged him from behind him. He couldn't move. At this time, Tong Qian and the bald head on the left were approaching him.

The bald head on the left said, "You're so fucking cruel."

Tong Qian was a little angry: "How dare you, Jing Yuwen?"

Jing Yuwen's feet were still empty, his eyes narrowed, and he chose Tong Qian between the bald head and Tong Qian. He was so disgusting with Tong Qian, he stood up and kicked his foot between Tong Qian's legs. This kick was powerful, but unfortunately he kicked too hard.

Tong Qian covered his stomach: "you fucking almost..."

The bald head behind him hugged Jing Yuwen's shoulders and moved back. Jing Yuwen struggled hard, kicking his legs alternately back and forth, and spit at him: "Bah, you are suitable for cutting off children and never grandchildren."

The other bald head and Tong Qian were about to come up to beat Jing Yuwen. In the long alley, there was an angry rebuke: "What are you doing?"

I hadn't seen him, but Jing Yuwen knew by hearing the sound that this was the doorman of No. 5 Middle School, the one Xiang Siye often called - the third brother.

Although the two bald heads looked arrogant, but the young men in their twenties were still panicked when they saw it. They didn't care about Tong Qian at all. They let go of Jing Yuwen and ran to the other end of the alley. run after them.

Jing Yuwen panted heavily, bent down, put his hands on his knees, and scolded, "Run away from your mother!"

The third brother rushed over, supported Jing Yuwen, and asked with concern, "Are you all right, classmate?"

Jing Yuwen raised his eyes: "No, it's alright, thank you."

The third brother looked astonished: "You're not that, you have a good relationship with Xiaoxiang."

The corner of Jing Yuwen's mouth twitched and changed the subject: "How did you find this place?"

The third brother walked in the direction of Jing Yuwen from the right, and said, "There is a child who ran to the school gate to find me crying. When I came here, I was just halfway there when I heard noises here, how did you provoke them?"

Jing Yuwen smiled: "Ah, some trivial things, but thank you anyway."

The third brother sighed: "you children, you are too impulsive. In the future, don't do this."

"I see, I'll pay attention in the future," Jing Yuwen nodded. His arm was held for too long just now, and it still hurts a little. It's not very comfortable to be held by the third brother like this. He gently retracted the one on his right. Arm: "Well, I can walk, you don't need to help me."

The third brother smiled: "That's okay, you can go by yourself."

"Um."

Jing Yuwen raised his left hand and touched his neck. The Band-Aid was torn off by Tong Qian and thrown away. He subconsciously pulled the collar of his school uniform to the top.

Finally walked out of this alley, at the gate of the school, the third brother asked worriedly: "Be careful on the road, if there is anything, call the police on your mobile phone in time!"

Jing Yuwen nodded and said politely, "I know, thank you! Then I'll go first!"

"Go."

On the bus, Jing Yuwen chose the rearmost seat to sit down, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, turned it on, and looked at the corner of his mouth. There was an obvious bruise. He moved his mouth and it hurt.

If Su Yan sees this, it will inevitably be a bloody storm.

As soon as Jing Yuwen walked into the community, he started sneaking around, for fear that someone he knew would see him. As soon as he met someone, whether he knew him or not, he would immediately cover his mouth with the slit in the sleeve of his school uniform.

He joked with a pair of men and women in their twenties who walked past him, "This kid doesn't think he's so cool, does he?"

"Non-mainstream half-hearted hahaha."

Jing Yuwen gave them a cold side glance, and continued to maintain this action, heading to the express delivery station.

The collection station in their community is to find the package and verify it by itself. Coincidentally, as soon as Jing Yuwen stepped into the package warehouse, he saw Ms. Su who was carefully looking for the package in the crowd. He turned around and hid behind the shelf. , and accidentally bumped into an uncle.

Jing Yuwen covered his mouth, nodded and bowed: "Sorry, sorry!"

The uncle looked at him like a fool, didn't say anything, and left.

At this time, people just got off work, so they came here to pick up a courier by the way, and people from the nearby community also came here to pick up the courier, and they came and went. There are a lot of people here. The advantage of many people is that Jing Yuwen doesn't have to worry too much about meeting acquaintances. , His eyes are so good that he hides behind others before acquaintances see him.

Jing Yuwen walked around with the crowd, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and glanced at the product code. This number was on the innermost shelf, so Jing Yuwen walked in with difficulty step by step, and when he reached the penultimate shelf, Su Yan suddenly turned around, shocked Jing Yuwen to sweat, and immediately lowered her head and mixed into the crowd next to her.

Ms. Su's voice sounded: "Huh?"

Jing Yuwen was stunned for a moment, and even thought about the name of the next life.

"How do you push the old man? What if the old man has an accident?"

Jing Yuwen breathed a sigh of relief, but he was not seen.

The crowd's attention was attracted by Ms. Su's voice, and the road was easy to walk. Jing Yuwen rushed to the last shelf and saw his courier at a glance. The figure painted on the courier box is that one. Anime poster.

After taking the courier, Jing Yuwen joined the queue to verify the consignee. He took a look at the courier box and felt that it should be worth it. When he looked up, he saw Ms. Su's back, and he swallowed. For safety's sake, he invited the five people behind him to be in front of him.

This trip was a near miss, and Jing Yuwen finally walked out of the community in full force and got on the bus back to school.

On the bus, Jing Yuwen sat in the last row, holding the express box, leaning his head against the window glass, staring blankly at the scenery outside the window, but in his mind was Xiang Siye.

His heart was suddenly astringent, it felt a little salty, and it seemed like a big stone was pressing against his heart, and he was a little breathless, but when he thought of Xiang Siye smiling gently at him, the corners of his mouth twitched. Did not consciously rise.

The bus bumped for a while, and Jing Yuwen's head slammed, and it came back to reality. Even if no one knew what he was thinking, he was still embarrassed by what he was thinking, and he murmured unconsciously: "I will never I like him, haha, idiot."

In the classroom, listening has just finished, there is no teacher in the class, the students are chattering about the answers, and chatting. Cosine and Song are also reading the original text of the listening. Jing Yuwen came in and put the package on the cosine table: "Xiandan, happy birthday, sorry for being late."

Cosine's eyes lit up, and he couldn't put it down while holding the package: "Thank you, Lord Jing! It's not too late!"

Song also poked him and reminded in a low voice, "Look at the corner of Jing Ye's mouth."

Cosine raised his eyes and was surprised: "Master Jing, what's wrong with your mouth?"

"Ah?" Jing Yuwen covered his mouth: "It's okay, I just had a fight with some idiots, I'll go back to my seat first."

Cosine also knew Jing Yuwen well. He saw that Jing Yuwen didn't want to be questioned, so he just silently watched Jing Yuwen's back until Jing Yuwen sat back in his seat.

Xiang Siye kept staring at Jing Yuwen, and after taking a seat, he asked, "What's wrong with your mouth?"

Jing Yuwen's hand kept covering his mouth, as if nothing had happened: "Mouth? It's nothing, what are you doing?"

Xiang Siye said solemnly, "Are you going to block it all night? Until it's done?"

Jing Yuwen suddenly felt aggrieved, silently took his hand away and lowered his head.

Xiang Siye's tone was obviously distressed: "Who fought?"

Jing Yuwen's lower lip pursed unconsciously.

Xiang Siye asked again in a firm tone, "Who hit it?"

Jing Yuwen said aggrievedly: "Yes, the one from the experimental middle school was the one who lost in basketball last time."

Xiang Siye reached out to unzip Jing Yuwen's school uniform, turned to look at the left side of Jing Yuwen's neck, and frowned slightly: "He tore it off?"

Jing Yuwen nodded.

At this time, Zhou Hong finished listening to the answer, turned around and asked, "What's the matter, Master Jing? Is it Zhao Gan?"

Before Jing Yuwen could respond, Xiang Siye grabbed his wrist gently, and Xiang Siye said in a cold voice, "Don't worry about it."

After he finished speaking, he pulled Jing Yuwen out.