Lovely Allergen

For two weeks, Lezhishi used Song Yu's back seat for transportation, and his mood stabilized at its peak. He felt that Song Yu had a purpose in taking him to and from school and letting him go to the fifth floor for self-study, but he had a big heart and didn't think about it.

The uncle who repaired the car at the school gate repaired the bicycle, and he also stopped at the door without moving. The excuses and reasons prepared in his heart were enough to produce an excel, and he waited for Song Yu to take it out when he drove him. Has never come in handy.

Winter seemed to be rushing towards the end of the semester, for fear of who would surpass the other, so the two came together without warning, and I was caught off guard when I was happy to know.

Exams are about to be taken, and the school requires half a day to make up for the Saturday morning before the third month of the holiday, and one more day for the third year of high school. Pei Ya, who originally claimed not to make up classes, is not immune.

Le Zhishi wanted to stay at school until the afternoon and go home with Song Yu, but the school will eliminate them during the flu season. Except for the disinfection of the classrooms during class, they are not allowed to enter. There is no other way, Lezhishi can only go home by himself first.

He stood at the entrance of the corridor and edited a text message to Song Yu to report the situation.

It took only a second to send it out, and he received a reply, with only one um.

It’s been a long time since I went home with Jiang Yufan. I knew it on a whim and asked him to go to Aunt Rong’s restaurant for dinner. Jiang Yufan had long heard that his restaurant was super difficult to order. I couldn’t be more willing to call my parents. Say hello, but didn't hold the phone.

Lezhishi took out his own, "Use mine to fight, fortunately I brought it today."

·

Coming out of the math teacher's office, Song Yu glanced at the corridor on the third floor. The junior high school students after school had walked almost the same way. There were still a few students sparsely, and the voice of chatting seemed extraordinarily loud in the open environment.

Passing by the activity room, he glanced at it. The staff were disinfecting.

Qin Yan was running up from the top of the stairs, carrying the takeaway box in his hand, and had a face-to-face meeting with him, "Hurry up, the fried chicken is here. What is Lao Zhang looking for?"

"Nothing, about the competition."

"That little brother just couldn't find the joints, I waited for a long time, and I was frozen to death." Although Peiya's management is not strict, takeaways can't enter the school. They can only take takeaways through the fence.

Qin Yan rubbed his hands and took out the fried chicken box from inside, "I was guarding there and saw the whole process of a couple arguing. The quarrel made it a fierce one. Fortunately, I am single..." He sucked again. A sip of Coke, "I saw a few young people in society joining together, taking off their school uniforms and passing cigarettes, making it look like a gangster movie."

The windows were closed, and the wind outside was like the sharp noise of nails on a blackboard. Song Yu frowned, and put down the chopsticks he had originally picked up, "Is it from the junior high school?"

"How do you know?" Qin Yan stuffed a large bite of fried chicken, said vaguely, and even described with gestures, "A small flat-headed, tall and thin man, followed by a small fat man and a thin, brown-haired man. The rest are all outside. I don’t know if it’s from a foreign school or a mixed society. It looks like it’s not a good stubborn, so I don’t take shelter. I just smoked in the parking lot. You said it’s the same in junior high schools now. ..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Yu got up and left.

"Hey, where are you going? Don't eat anymore?"

"Something."

He broadcasted Lezhishi's phone call twice, both of which were in conversation. When he ran to the place where the bicycle was parked, Song Yu knew that Lezhishi's car was no longer there, and the car that was there every day was particularly obvious once it disappeared. He got on his bike and headed home, riding faster than ever before.

At the fork in the road, Song Yu stopped in front of a red light, the wireless headset was still busy with the announcement, and it was replayed again.

[Sorry, the call you dialed is turned off. ]

The north wind at the crossing made people angry. The light in the other direction turned green, and the cyclist passed by. Song Yu looked at the road, he didn't usually walk.

It’s not too short to go home by bus for six stops. When Lezhi, I like to ride a short road. It can save a lot of roads by passing through an alley of a residential building to be demolished. Song Yu knows all these things, even if he doesn't go back with him often.

·

This old alley hasn't been so lively in a long time.

The big green trash can at the entrance of the alley was kicked to the ground. Wang Jie was chewing gum and looked like a gangster. The person next to him threw his cigarette **** on the ground and ran it on the bottom of his foot. Seeing the traces of soot on the ground, Le Zhishi thought of many villains in the comics. He liked to leave some traces forcibly, and his posture was ugly.

"How amazing you are!" Jiang Yufan stood in front of Lezhishi, "Zhen Yin, you have the ability to single out at school!"

He spit out the chewing gum and stuck to the floor in front of Lezhishi's eyes.

"One-on-one? You deserve it." Just after Wang Jie finished speaking, the tall and strong man behind him pressed his shoulders and looked at Lezhi, "You are looking for things for my buddies at school, right? You have a pretty face. Yeah, you like being pushy so much?"

Le Zhishi didn't answer, his expression seemed overly calm. In fact, all he was thinking about was that he must avoid this time and not let them slap in the face, and he must beat Wang Jie to the face this time. I regretted watching the fighting video all night after the fight last time.

His distraction at the moment was an insult to the eldest brother, "Talking to you!" After finishing speaking, he stepped forward and pushed Le Zhishi's chest hard.

Jiang Yufan was anxious, "What are you doing! Don't do it!"

Le Zhishi unloaded his schoolbag, handed it to Jiang Yufan, winked at him, then turned to the brawny man and said, "It has nothing to do with him, you let him go."

"The little guy is kind of loyal."

"I'm not going." Jiang Yufan also wanted to take off his schoolbag and throw it on the ground, but was stopped by Lezhishi, "Hold it, don't get it dirty."

Otherwise, how can I explain to Song Yu when I go back?

Wang Jie looked at him as if he wanted to do it himself, but he was blocked by the guy in black clothes and couldn't do it. He shouted, "When Lezhi, come over and I will solve it with you."

"How to solve it, I have to go home to eat." Le Zhishi ignored him, scanned the few people in front of him, a bird flew over his head, and the shadow passed over his pupils, "Are you going together?"

But his words were drowned in the sound of brakes and the sound of a bicycle falling to the ground, and no one heard this standard heroic pre-war declaration. However, Le Zhishi was not discouraged because the person who came was Song Yu.

At the moment when he looked back, the wind rarely messed up his hair, but it was beautiful, and even the panic on his face was heart-pounding. The bicycle was thrown away, and the thick school uniform jacket was also taken off and thrown in the corner. Obviously there was a slight habit of cleanliness. At this moment, I didn't care whether it was dirty or not, how to clean up afterwards.

Song Yu just strode towards him against the light, this shot is the image of a hero in Le Zhishi's mind.

He was grabbed by the arm and pulled behind him, like he did when he was a child.

"Who the **** is this?" The strong man glanced at Wang Jie, seemingly dissatisfied with the expansion of the battlefield. Wang Jie was also very upset, as if the matter itself was not as good as he wanted.

"I'm his brother." Song Yu took off the wrist watch and handed it to Lezhi Shi, "Stand far away."

Song Yu's voice was very low, showing a bit of gentleness. Lezhishi stood in the wind and stared at the watch in his hand. It was almost the same as when he first bought it. It was new and clean, and it could not be seen that it had been used for four years. The second hand jumped, speeding up his heart rate.

The other party is not as tall as him, but he is not shocked by the number of people, and he looked at him provocatively, "What? Are you going to beat him for him?"

Song Yu raised his eyes, and the blue veins at the end of his eyebrows jumped concealedly.

"I beat someone for him."

The last time Song Yu stood in front of Le Zhishi to fight, he was still in elementary school.

That was when Lezhishi was bullied the worst. At that time, because of gluttony, I bit a few biscuits issued by the school. There was a large rash on his face. It was red and swollen. When he was seen by the male classmate who had excluded him before, he laughed at him as ugly and surrounded him. He stuffed biscuits in his mouth. For too long, Le Zhishi has forgotten how he called for help, only remembering the appearance of Song Yu, the scene in front of him, like a hero in a comic.

But the finishing touch was not cool. One of them fought and hanged on, and one of them was allergic and disfigured. Lin Rong was punished to sit in a row at the entrance of Yanghe Qizhe restaurant as mascots.

Compared to the experience of Lezhi, Jiang Yufan seems to have never seen the world.

"No, no, isn't your brother so awesome..." He watched Song Yu knock the brawny man upside down by himself, and the remaining little brothers hesitated to get closer.

Le Zhishi held his watch and said, "He has learned taekwondo." After that, he added, "Me too."

Jiang Yufan stared at the calm Le Zhishi with his eyes widened.

No wonder one to four in the bathroom last time.

The so-called "big brother" Wang Jie found was a paper tiger. This can be seen from the moment Song Yu arrived at the entrance of the alley. He was afraid that the other party had hidden knives. He observed that he had no pockets in his clothes and not even a cocoon on his hands. He was not so strong as to say that he had too much body fat. Obesity.

Catch the thief first, catch the king first. Unorganized fights are something idiots do. Song Yu doesn't want to spend too much time fighting. He has a few side kicks on his chest, and he can't be too cruel, otherwise he will enter the game. , Can only bring down this boss by Qiao Jin.

"Brother Zhang!"

Except for Wang Jie, several other people gathered around. One of the little brothers with dyed red hair jumped up and hugged Song Yu's back neck, trying to hold him down so that others could start.

Song Yu frowned, a little irritable, grabbed the opponent's arm and threw it over the shoulder, raising the dust on the ground.

After a series of violent output, no one dared to approach. As soon as Brother Zhang, who was lying on the ground, wanted to get up, Song Yu kicked it down for several times, so that as soon as Song Yu raised his leg, he reflexed to shrink back.

"Are you coming?" Song Yu asked.

"I really believed in your evil when I was really **** back." The other party scolded, but he backed away.

Song Yu's arms were hanging down, his wrists turned, and there was still no expression on his face, "You are not allowed to do anything to him in the future. I know that it's not as simple as today."

Le Zhishi watched Brother Zhang stand up with his fat body, like many villain characters in the comics, who said things like "I will come back again" and led people to run away, with a sullen face.

Wang Jie is obviously the most angry, everything has not developed according to his expectations. He looked at Song Yu angrily, his fists clenched.

"Don't think about it." Song Yu didn't even look at him, picking up the coat on the floor.

"I'm not interested in fighting with children."

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