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Song Jia stood at the entrance of the corridor with her head down. The panic in her heart made her look up from time to time. The day in June was long, and it was seven o'clock, and she could still see passers-by outside the gate. She was looking forward to seeing her father, looking forward to Thinking that what happened today was just a false alarm, no matter whether that figure was Feng Shuai's friend or not, she hoped that everyone would be safe and sound today.

Although her father was strict with her and even a little overprotective, he was the one who believed in her the most. She mustered up the courage to confess to her father that she was harassed by the bastard a few days ago, and Feng Shuai rescued her. As for today's incident, she didn't know how the child was involved, so she was a little confused, but Dad still believed her.

"Go upstairs and wait, and I'll interrogate you when I come back!" Dad left a sentence and ran to Feng Shuai's house. Even if these old neighbors from the same factory didn't meet each other, they all knew who lived in which building. Song Tao threw down his bicycle and called Feng Shuai as he went upstairs!

The sound of roaring in desperation made the neighbors think that another parent had come to complain, but because Feng Shuai's family had just started a civil war two days ago, it alarmed the neighbors upstairs and downstairs, and even tried to persuade them to fight. They were all involved in the scuffle. At this moment, Mrs. Lin was still holding her breath. When she heard the movement, she sat in the room and said, "Feng Shuai's fourth floor, 302!"

Feng Shuai ran a few more laps today, and there was no idiot running with his teeth and claws jumping in front of him. It was boring to run by himself, but he insisted on running two more laps, and he didn't return until the time was almost up. Leaving that drunken home.

On a hot day, Father Feng didn't even turn on the air conditioner, and the small window that was open was basically closed. When the door was opened, there was a smell of stuffy vegetable cellar!

Feng Shuai swiftly screwed the door shut, opened the window, cleaned up the wine bottles on the table, covered Father Feng with a towel, and then turned on the air conditioner.

This home is in chaos, from the visible decorations to the invisible people's hearts, everything is in chaos.Zhao Hui went back to her mother's house, and after walking for a few days, the neat and orderly house was no longer the same.

Feng Shuai gathered the wine bottles together, went into the room, lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling, he could not clean up the room, when his mother just left, no matter how much his father could drink, he would swear and smash it after drinking, he would have an hour to come back from school It is also possible to tidy up the family as before, but what is the point of doing so, his diligence or laziness, competition or obstruction are not the root of this family's compatibility.

Sometimes he really wanted to ask his parents, why did you choose to be together in the first place?Form a family for what?Why is it easy to separate because of money now?

This kind of question that has no answer can't be answered in a sentence or two in front of an expert who sees through the world of mortals, especially Feng Shuai.

Raising his right hand and squinting one eye, he didn't think about why Cheng Cheng dragged him out that day. Everyone has a bit of a temper, and he didn't bother to care about other people's mental journeys.

However, the moment he was pulled out of the house, he did have a feeling of being rescued, as if he was pulled out of the water after being immersed in stagnant water for too long, and at the moment he was about to suffocate, he breathed a sigh of relief atmosphere!

"Bang bang bang! Feng Shuai! Is anyone there?"

After lying down for an unknown amount of time, the frozen air in the room was shaken by the rapid knock on the door. Feng Shuai jumped up, frowning and ran to open the door.

"Are you Feng Shuai?" Song Tao nodded when he saw the kid in front of him, and said quickly, "I'm Song Jia's father, and Song Jia said that there is a little boy with you today, in the second and third grades, It's also at this door, the child was blocked after school, do you have his adult's phone number? If not, you go to his house to report the letter, I will go to the school to find someone... Hey, did you hear me!"

Song Tao saw that Feng Shuai had already opened the door and ran into the room, and within a few seconds, he rushed to him again, and the phone that was thrown over was already dialing, "Cheng Cheng's father's phone number! Tell me! I'll find someone !"

Song Tao didn't have time to wait, Feng Shuai had already rushed downstairs step by step.

Holding a bunch of keys in his hand, Feng Shuai rushed into the car storage near the gate. Zhao Hui wanted to leave gracefully, and instead of riding the electric three horses, he waved his hand to take a taxi and left.

When Feng Shuai was reversing, he knocked down a group of bicycles behind him. Hearing the sound, the old man who was watching the car came out with his lunch box, only to see an afterimage blowing away like a gust of wind.

The dog riding the rabbit was really not slow, Feng Shuai gave him enough fuel, and the wind from his pocket made the T-shirt cling to his body.

The first place Feng Shuai looked for was the small woods behind the school, he drove directly in, shuttled among the tree trunks at different intervals, turned around and found no one!

Feng Shuai regained his composure, Cheng Cheng's eyes suddenly appeared in his heart, he turned the front of the car and ran to the side street on the other side of the school.

"Great! Thank you! You saved me! I will send you a pennant tomorrow! Also, I will come to you every day to eat Baner noodles!"

From a long distance, Feng Shuai saw a police car parked in front of the small street, surrounded by many people, pointing at the door of a noodle shop, Feng Shuai jumped off the dog and rode a rabbit, squeezed into the crowd, and saw Cheng Cheng leaned against the wall with blood on his neck and thanked a middle-aged uncle!

Immediately, an unknown fire rushed up, and Feng Shuai stepped forward a few steps, touching Cheng Cheng's shoulder, "Where did you hurt!?"