Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob’s Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

Chapter 12: Afraid of you

Xie Sui lifted his sleeves a little, exposing his white wrists, and sat across from Song Yu.

His eyes fell on his blank chemistry paper, and he smiled, "No idea at all?"

Why didn't he use the method of dripping water through the stone to pay for his work?

Song Yu's thoughts were not on the papers at all. He asked Xie Sui: "Do you remember a person named Zhu Zhixing in your junior high school class?"

Xie Sui was taken aback, his memory was very good, and he remembered it for a moment--that idiot who worked hard to unite and isolate him every day for three years in junior high school?

"What's up with him?"

Xie Sui's tone was light, and he didn't care, but on the surface he still pretended to be surprised.

Seeing his expression, Song Yu thought that Zhu Zhixing was really a nightmare in Xie Sui Junior High School, and he was even more angry.

"Do you have anything to scold him, I will write it to you in the **** shop."

He thought for a while, then threw his cell phone to Xie Sui: "Forget it, maybe I'll swear by myself. I have a thousand accounts. You can swear casually."

Xie Sui lowered his head and saw Song Yu's mobile phone page and stopped at the restaurant opened by Zhu Zhixing's mother.

All of them are small and one-star comments, one of which was posted three seconds ago.

"Today I was too angry to take a breath of air, your restaurant has to be responsible for me, one star"

There are even more unreasonable troubles above.

"After eating a bite of rice, I think of the poor people in Africa. It's so pitiful. Give me a one-star praise."

"......"

Xie Sui.

Song Yu drank milk tea and chewed pearls vaguely: "Don't be polite to me, just scold."

Xie Sui couldn't help but laughed. Don't know why, he would always be amused by Song Yu's actions.

"Thank you, but no need."

Song Yu opened his eyes and looked at him: "Do you think it's not too addictive? Let's beat him up when school starts?" The light of midsummer fell on Song Yu's eyelashes through the glass window. The boy's eyelashes are very curled and covered with a light layer of gold, his teeth biting on thin tubes, his hair is light and soft, and he looks well-behaved and gentle.

Xie Sui thought of last night, Song Yu's sharp eyes and cold smile under the light, the child's tone was too arrogant.

He smiled and shook his head: "No need."

Song Yu glanced at him, took the phone, and continued to make trouble by himself.

The milk tea shop is very quiet now, and the camphor trees outside are blown by the hot wind.

Xie Sui subconsciously touched his right wrist. This was a habitual movement of his thinking, but found that there was nothing on the wrist, no watch... His black eyes condensed, and he realized that he is now fifteen years old.

Rebirth is not obsessive to Xie Sui. No one deserved revenge in the last life, and there were many damned people.

Back when he was a teenager, the only regret was probably the death of Grandma Chen in the third year of high school. Other than that, nothing could affect his emotions.

Including going to Linshui to collect evidence of Wang Beidan's drug use, it was also the Wang family who provoked him first, and the mother and son were to blame.

After rebirth, Xie Shaoqing, who was in the **** previous life in the city a, became very unwilling.

After get off work at the milk tea shop, Song Yu took Xie Sui to apply for the card.

"After you have a mobile phone, we will contact you online. Now I run here every day, my grandmother is curious."

Walking on the street, Xie Sui seemed to smile and said, "Then what did you tell her?"

Song Yu: "What can I say, you are not the number one in the high school entrance examination. I said that I met a student bully, and I came to ask and study."

Xie Sui smiled, and remembered Song Yu's math paper that he couldn't bear to look directly at yesterday: "It's an honor."

But there is no need to ask, it is out of help.

When he reached the crossing, the green light was ten seconds away. Song Yu saw him, took Xie Sui's hand and ran.

"Quickly pass."

Xie Sui was taken aback when he was holding his wrist by the boy and rushing forward.

The sunset glow illuminates the earth orange, and the wind smells of camphor trees. In the distance are the sound of car whistle, radio, and passersby chatting.

He looked at Song Yu's back, his eyes deeper and deeper.

A lot of time was wasted in queuing up for phone cards in the business hall.

When it's their turn, it's seven o'clock in the evening.

"Save the phone first, and then add my QQ."

Xie Sui entered the number, searched for the contact, and when he saw "Your husband Yu", he sighed slightly in his heart. It was really a child.

"Why did you take this name?"

Song Yu answered bluntly: "Awesome."

Agree to the contact.

Song Yu discovered that Xie Sui's screen name is now a full stop, and his personal signature is also a full stop. His head is pure black, and he seems to be second in grade.

"Mr. Period? You are so wrong."

Xie Sui: "......"

Out of the business hall, Song Yu felt thirsty, and went to the next store to buy a bottle of water, and took a bag of mints when he paid.

He likes cool things like lemon mint very much, and he feels refreshed in his mouth, even the summer heat is gone a lot.

Walking towards Lianyun Street, the traffic gradually reduced and even the lights dimmed.

"Do you want to eat it?" Song Yu handed the mint candy to Xie Sui.

Xie Sui didn't like sweets and shook his head.

"Oh." Song Yu took the sugar back.

At this moment, a gloomy and cold voice suddenly sounded in front of him.

"I want to eat, kid, can't you feed me."

Then, a group of people laughed evilly.

Song Yu and Xie Sui looked forward.

A group of gangsters walked out of the small alley next to them-they were the same group of people last night, but the number was twice that of yesterday.

Hong Mao carried a nunchaku in his hand, and smiled coldly on his scar-crossed face. If he said that his hatred was only against Xie Sui yesterday, then today there is another Song Yu.

The yellow hairs, green hairs and purple hairs that followed him now also look resentful.

"Smelly boy! I was really bluffed by you yesterday! This time I caught you on the way back so that you can't even call."

The new hatred and the old hatred are added together, and as a tyrant on Lianyun Street, Hong Mao was insulted by two little boys, and his teeth tickled with hatred.

"Don't talk nonsense today! Beat them up first!"

The younger brother at the back was placed in a row yesterday. He panicked, holding a knife and a stick in his hand, and slashed at Song Yu and the others.

"If you don't see blood today, you can't go!"

Song Yu: "..."

Fuck.

Xie Sui narrowed his eyes and felt that this group of gangsters was really going to be cleaned up. He took Song Yu's hand and wanted him to go first. Unexpectedly, Song Yu stood in front of him just like yesterday.

Hong Mao smiled hardly: "Are you afraid? It's too late to be afraid!"

Song Yu: "I'm afraid of you being a hammer! Seeing blood, okay."

He rolled his sleeves.

Annoyed and roared: "I don't lack everything but insurance. You will be bankrupt if you lose a drop of my blood."

Xie Sui: "......"

"!!!"

The red-haired group of people was still bluffed by him at first, and then remembered that they were put together like this yesterday.

Suddenly, he was so angry.

"It's still so arrogant when you die."

"You're done!"

Xie Sui: "I..." I'll come.

Only the next word was stopped in the throat.