Carry the handle and tell me not to leave after school

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Hang Yiwei called Qiao Zhuo, and then called several others together.After evening self-study, they left the school gate together, guarding the only way for Zhang Yang to go home.

On the way, Hang Yiwei's eyelids twitched several times.It's school time, everyone is rushing home, and the crowd is coming and going.

Hang Yiwei leaned against the wall, frowning tightly, Qiao Zhuo and the others stood in front, hiding him behind.

"Dahang, what's the matter?" Qiao Zhuo saw that his expression was a little strange, and walked up to him and asked him.

Hang Yiwei pursed his lips into a line, shook his head slightly, "It's okay, go see if anyone is here." Hang Yiwei raised his hand and patted Qiao Zhuo's shoulder.

Qiao Zhuo looked at him worriedly for a while before nodding his head.

He knew Hang Yiwei well, as long as it was something he promised, he would not go back on his word, even if he didn't want to do it that much.

The dim light above the head was pouring down, Hang Yiwei counted the time in his mind, walked out of the experimental class from the school gate, and then walked here, the longest time is 10 minutes, if the experimental class teacher delays the class, it will be a different matter.

"Brother Hang." Just as Hang Yiwei was in a trance, Qiao Zhuo's voice suddenly sounded.

Hang Yiwei frowned, but he went straight out without looking up; the place they chose was relatively remote, and there were fewer people here during the day, and even fewer at night.Zhang Yang was wearing a school uniform and standing at the intersection with his schoolbag on his back. The street lamp above his head elongated his figure, and he didn't look helpless.

When Zhang Yang saw Hang Yiwei, his expression froze for a few seconds, followed by disappointment and disgust; he really didn't expect that the person who could make Xiao Yin feel different was just a gangster.

Normally at this time, the person who was beaten would have already run away, and there would never be such a silent confrontation scene. The top student in the experimental class is really extraordinary.

In the past, Xiao Yin played routines with him, but now Zhang Yang is not afraid of danger.

Hang Yiwei frowned. When he faced Zhang Yang, he felt a little complicated for no reason. The last time he got involved with Zhang Yang was in the calligraphy competition last semester. At that time, he stood upright, and he didn't feel that he was inferior to Zhang Yang; but now he stood in front of Zhang Yang, obviously there were many others, but he just felt that he couldn't hold his head up under Zhang Yang's straightforward gaze.

After a while, Hang Yiwei managed to clear his throat and said, "You..." Eyelids twitched again, and Hang Yiwei felt that his voice was too soft, so he straightened his back a little, and raised his voice, " You fucking offended someone, you know?"

Hang Yiwei had already taken off his school uniform and stuffed it into his schoolbag. Now he was wearing a gray knitted sweater with a thin layer sticking to his skin and bones. The boy's body was transparent. Showing youth and vigor, the raised chin fully shows the rebelliousness and publicity of this age.

No matter how fierce the facial features are, they are still childish.

Zhang Yang didn't move, he didn't even lift his eyelids.

The atmosphere at the scene was a bit strange, and when Hang Yiwei was thinking about whether to do it directly, Zhang Yang asked lightly, "Who did I offend?"

Hang Yiwei was a little annoyed by Zhang Yang's attitude, with a bit of literati arrogance.

Frowning tightly, he strode up to show his ferocity as a 'social person', but just as he walked in front of Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang staggered back, as if being pulled back forcefully .

Hang Yiwei was stunned for a moment, his eyelids twitched a few times, he raised his eyes subconsciously, and saw Xiao Yin with livid complexion at a glance.

Xiao Yin's blunt outline was weakened by the dim light above his head, making it difficult for people to distinguish his anger.

"Xiao..." Hang Yiwei's throat seemed to be stuck by something, and it was so difficult to say a name.Hot air surged up in his chest, and the scorching temperature crossed his neck, spread across his face, and climbed up his earlobes.

"Is this what you call you have something to do?" Xiao Yin's voice was low and cold.

He frowned tightly, his eyes were a little heavy, and the expression on his face was ugly as hell.

Hang Yiwei was speechless, he could feel Xiao Yin's anger, but he didn't know how to explain it to Xiao Yin.

Are you saying he is making money?Xiao Yin might hit him.

Xiao Yin looked at his expression, raised his hand and pressed the center of his eyebrows, Zhang Yang stood beside him, raised his hand and pulled the strap of his schoolbag, and said coldly, "I thought they would find someone from No.[-] Middle School."

Xiao Yin himself did not expect that he would meet Hang Yiwei.

There was a fire in his heart, burning up to his throat, his hands were trembling because of the excessive emotion, he took a deep breath, suppressed his anger that was about to surge, and looked at Hang Yi with forbearance and restraint Wei, "Give me a reason."

Hang Yiwei lowered his head, pursed his thin lips tightly, "Xiao Yin, this is my business."

Xiao Yin's deep eyes were even deeper.

"Brother Hang..." Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Qiao Zhuo immediately went up and stood beside Hang Yiwei, tilted his head and whispered in Hang Yiwei's ear, "Why don't we go first."

"You fucking stay away from him!" Xiao Yin suddenly became angry.

He seldom swears. The education he has received since he was a child has given him good manners, and he does not allow himself to be controlled by his emotions. But when he saw Qiao Zhuo standing with Hang Yiwei, the name The strings of reason are broken.

Everyone was stunned.

Qiao Zhuo looked at him, saw Xiao Yin's angry face, and wanted to take a step back resentfully, but Hang Yiwei suddenly reached out and grabbed Qiao Zhuo's wrist.

Hang Yiwei raised his eyes to look at Xiao Yin, the corners of his eyes drooped a little, and a complex light flashed in his pupils, "If you want to lose your temper, you can do it at me, there is no need to do it at others."