I overturned my car after I slapped Gao Leng school grass by mistake

Chapter 13

"Because I like you."

Hold.

It was the first time that Chu Tingdong was dumbfounded by being scolded like a cannonball. His eyes were dark, he paused for a moment to light the cigarette, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he cursed silently.

This little idiot couldn't even tell who was trying to tease him, and with a blushing face, he slammed the output, and ran away without a trace after scolding him.

Chu Tingdong ignored him and went around to the night market to find Zhou Heng.

He wasn't lying to Wu Yulan, he did have something to do with Zhou Heng, but he just happened to be on the way, and picking her up at the train station was his purpose of going out today.

But Wu Yulan wanted him to forget everything related to figure skating. Even when she divorced Chu Henglin, it was because Chu Henglin insisted on letting him take the path of competitive sports, but Wu Yulan firmly disagreed.

She knew that there was no way to change Chu Henglin's mind, and if she didn't want to be in pain all the time, she could only choose to leave by herself.

Wu Yulan was also very repulsed by Chu Tingdong's brothers and coaches in the original figure skating team, and she didn't want him to see her.

Anyway, he will leave after the college entrance examination.

"Brother Chu," Zhou Heng tied an apron around his waist and was busy delivering barbecues to the guests. When he looked up and saw Chu Tingdong, he smiled shyly, "I'll be off work soon, please wait a few more minutes."

He was so thin and bony that his apron was so bare.

"No hurry." Chu Tingdong said.

Although the overall teaching quality of the No. [-] Middle School was not good, the physics teacher who taught Zhou Heng and the others in the first and second grades was very good, and even students from other schools came to buy notes and materials.

Chu Tingdong taught Zhou Heng a few final math problems, and Zhou Heng offered to lend it to him, but Chu Tingdong did not refuse.

He sorted out these subjects, and physics is considered a shortcoming. He got full marks in the weekly exam only because the papers in No. [-] Middle School were too easy.

"That's all, the test papers are here," Zhou Heng said to the boss, packed up his things and left the barbecue booth, handed Chu Tingdong a few neatly bound materials, smiled and said, "If there is anything unclear, Chu Brother, you can find me anytime."

After speaking, he himself felt a little embarrassed, after all Chu Tingdong's grades were much better than his.

"Thank you." Chu Tingdong took it.

Zhou Heng's family is in the town. To save travel expenses, he also lives on campus on weekends, and he will not go back until the winter and summer vacations. When he returns to the dormitory, he and Chu Tingdong will go through the long and narrow alley opposite No. [-] Middle School.

In the middle of the night, the alley was pitch black, and the wires above the head were densely woven like a net, and the moonlight seemed to be impenetrable.

Chu Tingdong didn't like to talk, and Zhou Heng was also introverted. He was a little embarrassed to be silent all the way, which made the alley too quiet, and even the slightest movement was amplified.

Zhou Heng couldn't help turning his head to take a look, it was too dark to see anything clearly, but he instinctively felt a chill down his spine.

"Chu...Brother Chu," Zhou Heng turned pale in an instant, grabbed Chu Tingdong, and said in a low voice, "Quick... hurry, this way..."

Chu Tingdong frowned subconsciously when he was touched by someone, but Zhou Heng didn't need to remind him again, this time he also heard the sound of chaotic footsteps approaching, at least three or five people.

"I'm sorry," Zhou Heng said while running, wanting to cry but without tears, "I didn't know they would suddenly come looking for me."

He was a little familiar with this alley, and led Chu Tingdong into a side road as if fleeing for his life, and continued to run until he threw the group of people away for a certain distance, and finally he was able to hide and catch his breath.

"Brother Kai, he's gone!"

"It's just such a fucking alley, where else can I go?! Find it for me!"

……

"I'm really sorry." Zhou Heng's legs were weak, he could only squat on the ground, and apologized remorsefully.

He didn't want to hurt others, if he knew it, he might as well go to school on Monday and then give Chu Tingdong.

"It's okay." Chu Tingdong's voice was as cold as usual, but it was inexplicably calm, "What should we do now? Call the police?"

"It's too late," Zhou Heng hurriedly took out his phone, his lips were dry, "The police station is far away, wait until we get here..."

It is estimated that the two of them were beaten almost as well.

Chu Tingdong rubbed the cigarette case with his fingertips, he lowered his eyes, his ankle felt like a pinprick pain, spreading inch by inch along the tibia, fibula, and knee, and his entire right leg was stiff and tingling.

"I'll call Brother Xun." Zhou Heng blocked the light of the phone and said with a pale face.

Clock puppy?

Chu Tingdong's eyebrows twitched, and he suddenly began to think about the possibility that he would go out and beat up these people now, and then leave.

But it's too much trouble.

He doesn't want to cause so many troubles.

"Brother Xun said he'll be here soon." Zhou Heng exhaled softly to comfort Chu Tingdong.

He felt that Chu Tingdong must have never encountered such a thing before, maybe he would be afraid, and couldn't help but feel guilty.

In fact, he didn't even dare to think that Zhong Xun would be willing to come.

Zhong Xun has been known to the whole school as a school bully since his freshman year of high school. When Zhou Heng heard that Zhong Xun was in his class when he was first divided into arts and sciences, he almost broke down.

But I didn't expect that Zhong Xun had never troubled the people in the class, except for Hei Scar and the others.

In the last semester of the second year of high school, he was beaten outside the school by Zhou Kai at night, his forehead was broken, and blood was constantly bleeding from the corners of his mouth and nose. He fell to the ground and couldn't open his eyes.

Do you think you will really die?

The school uniform was wrapped around her body in a dirty and smelly way, and the sewage was poured all over her head, and she couldn't even shed tears.

Then he heard footsteps stop behind him.

Zhong Xun saved him and said that he could call him in the future. Zhou Heng didn't believe it at first, but no one would believe it.

But in desperation, he really called Zhong Xun once, only to find out that Zhong Xun would really come.

Zhong Xun took a shortcut to No. [-] Middle School, and when he found Zhou Heng and the others, Zhou Kai's gang also arrived, blocking the fork in the alley.

"Why are you guys so boring at night?" Song Yijin and Wang Pang also came, and there were a few boys from the vocational high school next door. Song Yijin glanced at Zhou Kai curiously, "You are fucking addicted to beating, My brother still thinks his hand hurts."

They originally asked Zhong Xun to have a barbecue, but before they started eating, Zhong Xun received a call and simply followed him.

"I want to talk to my brother." Zhou Kai tensed his masseter muscles, his face was a little distorted, and he was also very broken. "What does it have to do with you?!"

The more he talked, the more angry he became, he lowered his head and spat, rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush up, cursing dirtyly: "Zhong Xun, you have the fucking ability to pick out black scars, you bastard stares at me all day long What kind of skill is it, I'll fuck you..."

Before he finished speaking, a cold and slender hand suddenly moved forward, grabbing his throat abruptly.

Zhong Xun didn't say a single word of nonsense, and pushed Zhou Kai into a corner. The back of Zhou Kai's head was pressed tightly against the wall. In fact, Zhong Xun didn't use much force in his hands, but he felt his chest numb due to suffocation.

His legs trembled and he almost fell limp to the ground.

Zhong Xun stared at him with lowered eyes, his forehead hair swept across the cold white deep eye sockets, those peach blossom eyes were frighteningly bright in the alley at night, his face was sombre, and his bones and skin were so beautiful that he was sharp.

"Say it again." Zhong Xun's voice was very soft.

"Uh..." Zhou Kai trembled all over, subconsciously he did what Zhong Xun said, "I..."

But just uttered a word, he was knocked down by a ruthless punch.

After struggling a few times, I couldn't get up.

The group of people who came with Zhou Kai were still shoving and shoving with Song Yijin and the others, but when they turned their heads and saw this scene, they didn't dare to move anymore.

他们就是贪钱，周凯说跟周珩要到之后，会每人分给他们几百块钱，但为这点儿钱挨这种揍就不值得了，目光闪烁着想溜。

"Let me say this one last time." Zhong Xun raised his head and glanced over coldly, "Anyone who hangs out with Zhou Kai in the future, don't come to No. [-] Middle School."

He didn't want to speak harshly, he was so stupid.

But I have to let it go, people who are sensible will weigh it up after hearing it, whether to provoke him or not.

When the group of people got away with Zhou Kai on their backs, Song Yijin put the clock on his shoulders and said, "There's no need to get angry with idiots, I should be fine, right? Let's continue to have barbecue?"

"Don't eat." Zhong Xun pushed him away with his face still cold.

"Then let's go first?" Seeing him like this, Song Yijin didn't dare to provoke him, "Wang Pang can send Zhou Heng back by the way, who..."

Song Yijin stared at Chu Tingdong, thinking what the hell is going on, what is this bully doing here?

But he knew that Chu Tingdong lived in Zhong Xun's house, and it was past eleven o'clock in the evening, so he should go with Zhong Xun.

Song Yijin pushed Wang Pang and the others to leave the alley first.

Anyway, since he was young, Song Yijin felt that he was very understanding, and Zhong Xun would definitely not want people to know that Chu Tingdong lived with him.

"Hey, there are still people, Xueba won't go back to the dormitory?"

"Whatever your business is, go quickly."

Zhong Xun found out that Chu Tingdong was also there. He put his hands in his pockets, lowered his head and said nothing, and left the alley with Chu Tingdong. When he walked outside the ice rink, he stopped suddenly.

"Wait for me for a while." Zhong Xun said to him.

Chu Tingdong raised his eyes, Zhong Xun went to a pharmacy, and ran out within a minute.

The ice rink had turned off the headlights at night, Zhong Xun sat down on the steps outside, he raised his arm, only then did Chu Tingdong realize that he had scratched the outside of his arm at some point.

It's not like it's deep, but the blood keeps oozing out.

"I can't reach it." Zhong Xun's messy curly hair drooped, his elbows rested on his knees, and he looked at him with his chin resting.

This is to blackmail people.

Chu Tingdong's Adam's apple rolled down, and when he walked over, he was really caught. He leaned over to take the bottle of normal saline, his eyes covered by long eyelashes were dark, and he couldn't see any emotion, so he poured it on the wound .

"Can you hurry up?"

"Hiss, how the hell are you going to avenge your kindness? Slow down."

"What are you talking about?"

"Brother woo woo, I made a mistake a little bit."

"Uh..." Chu Tingdong took a deep breath for a moment, and clenched the saline bottle forcefully, he wanted to hit someone a little bit.

Zhong Xun always moved around, Chu Tingdong simply grabbed his wrist.

But Chu Tingdong didn't want to sit down, thinking the steps were too dirty, he held Zhong Xun condescendingly, his posture was awkward at first, Zhong Xun was so painful that his eyes were red, and he went straight to hide.

Zhong Xun's white and thin wrist slipped out of his palm, Chu Tingdong could only hold his hand.

Both of them froze for a moment.

It was so sudden, Zhong Xun felt like holding hands, his chin rested on his knees, his face was red, he didn't speak or fuss.

Only then did Chu Tingdong realize that Zhong Xiaogou's fists were firm, but his hands were soft and white, and compared to him, they looked very small, as if they could be fully grasped.

The wound was quite long, but not too deep. Zhong Xun fought all day long, but his arm was quite white, so he probably didn't have a scar constitution.

After a little flushing, some medicine, and a piece of gauze, it should heal soon.

"Can you..." Zhong Xun held back for a while, curled and spread his fingertips in Chu Tingdong's palm, and couldn't help being critical.

Chu Tingdong frowned, his eyes were deep and his voice was cold, "You find someone else and ask Song Yijin to come over."

Zhong Xun refused again.

It's too embarrassing to be smacked by that idiot Zhou Kai, which hurts his aura of beating people.

Can't be seen by Song Yijin and the others.

But Chu Tingdong didn't care if he saw it, anyway, he was so embarrassing in front of Chu Tingdong in the past half month that he was numb.

"Why?" Chu Tingdong felt a little headache.

Zhong Xun was used to chasing after him before, and now he hasn't decided whether to continue chasing him, but the words come out first.

He stared at Chu Tingdong stupidly, and said wronged, "Because I like you."

Chu Tingdong was stunned by a straight ball, he had nothing to say, so he held him down, "Don't move around."

"It really hurts." Zhong Xun wanted to save face.

My arms hurt after a fight, my feet hurt when I walked, and my legs started to hurt after I was forced to stand for 5 minutes.

Chu Tingdong couldn't figure out how there could be such a squeamish person. Since he was so squeamish, why would he fight all day long?

But he still relaxed a little.

"Why are you with Zhou Heng?" Zhong Xun looked up at Chu Tingdong, his eyelashes were long and curled up, and he looked quite delicate.

It was only after asking that I remembered that Chu Tingdong seemed to have told Wu Yulan that he was going to borrow materials from Zhou Heng.

Chu Tingdong ignored him.

"Zhou Kai and the others probably saw you too." Zhong Xun frowned disgustedly, "It's okay, I shouldn't bother you, but you should avoid them when you see them, not because you are afraid, but mainly because Annoying, unable to drive away like flies."

Zhou Heng's father passed away a long time ago. Both he and Zhou Kai were brought up by their mother, and they supported them by making parts in a factory in the town.

When he started high school, his mother handed over all the living expenses to Zhou Heng, and asked him to pay Zhou Kai every month, so that Zhou Kai would not spend too much money too quickly.

"Zhou Kai hangs out of school all day long, and the living expenses are not enough at all." Zhong Xun stared at the veins on the back of Chu Tingdong's hand, waiting for Chu Tingdong to give him medicine, "We can only go to the lower grades, or grab Zhou Heng What's left in your hand, anyway, be careful."

He shouldn't have told Chu Tingdong about Zhou Heng's private affairs, but Chu Tingdong has been forced to get involved, so he still needs to be reminded.

He thought it was one thing that Chu Tingdong owed a beating, but if Chu Tingdong was really beaten by someone else, he would be very upset just thinking about it.

He kept babbling, even if Chu Tingdong ignored him, he didn't feel embarrassed, he could start chatting by himself.

"Uh..." Chu Tingdong lowered his eyes, put a piece of gauze on his arm without tenderness, and said suddenly, "Have you ever thought about becoming a reporter?"

He is different from Zhong Xun. When encountering such a thing, he will not stand by and watch, but he will not do it for this reason.

He didn't even want to care about Chu Ningjiao, even if it was a half-blood sister, he would look on coldly and remain indifferent, maybe just like what Chu Ningjiao scolded him before, he was indeed very cold-blooded.

"Why?" Zhong Xun borrowed a cigarette from Chu Tingdong, tilted his head and nodded.

A small cluster of wobbly flames lit up from the lighter, reflecting his face very brightly.

Of course Zhong Xun knows that there are many types of reporters, but when Chu Tingdong suddenly said, for some reason, he could only think of some black dens in the news and make unannounced investigations.

He was lazily smoking a cigarette, sitting outside the ice rink in the middle of the night, his ripped jeans leaked the wind, the bruise on his face had just faded away, and his arm had a new injury.

It's no different from those gangsters at the entrance of the alley.

"Talking too much." Chu Tingdong glanced at him with a cold expression.

He didn't explain much, he just mentioned it casually.

"You may have misread it." Zhong Xun probably understood what Chu Tingdong was thinking, but suddenly he felt that he was innocent and funny, and that he was willing to come here to scoop up people didn't mean he was good enough.

He raised his eyebrows, leaned over with a cigarette in his mouth, "I'm a reporter, who should I investigate, I'm the one being investigated."

After speaking, I didn't know what kind of joke I got, so I laughed for a long time, and accidentally rubbed my arm, hissed in pain, my eyes were red and I wrinkled my face in grievance.

Chu Tingdong: "..."

The rare softness in his heart dissipated in an instant, and he lowered his eyes expressionlessly, even his ankle seemed to hurt even more.

What's up with love.

If you care about Zhong Xiaogou again, then he is also a puppy.

The author says:

Xiao Chu: I'm bored, let's destroy it.

Sorry for being late!In the past few days, my stomach hurts and I can’t sit still, so I write very slowly QAQ