come on, fight

The boy was kicked on the face by Zhan Xunche. He covered his face and jumped on the ground in pain.

Zhan Xunche had been lying at his feet the whole time, taking this opportunity, he immediately got up from the ground and hurriedly ran away.

Seeing through Zhan Xunche's intentions, the boy let go of his hands covering his face, quickly ran after him, raised his foot and kicked Zhan Xunche's knee.

Zhan Xunche let out a scream, his legs went limp, and he fell to his knees on the ground.

Zhan Xunche's knee directly collided with the ground, and the severe pain in his knee made him tremble all over. Even if he wanted to run, he couldn't stand up for the time being.

"Run, why don't you run?" Seeing that Zhan Xunche couldn't stand up, the boy slowed down and walked towards him with a grin.

"You are not tall, so the kick still hurts." The boy rubbed his face that hurt from being kicked, and raised his leg to step on Zhan Xunche's calf.

Zhou Yejin heard the shouting, looked in the direction of the sound, and saw Zhan Xunche kneeling not far from the school gate, and a boy in school uniform stood beside him with malicious intentions.

Zhou Yejin rushed to the boy in a hurry, and before he could react, he bent his elbow and hit the boy on the head.

Zhan Xunche heard the movement behind him, endured the pain in the back of his neck and turned his head slowly. Zhou Yejin had already started fighting with that boy.

There was a bruise on the boy's head, and he raised his leg to kick Zhou Yejin away, but because the two of them were too close, his leg only hit Zhou Yejin's bone.

Zhou Yejin felt a pain in her calf, and then swung her fist sideways, hitting the boy directly on the chin.

The boy was stunned by the beating, and Zhou Yejin punched him again.

The boy reacted, stepped back hastily, and raised his leg again to fight back.

This time, the distance between them was enough, the boy kicked on Zhou Yejin's ribs, and opened the distance between them a few more steps.

Zhou Yejin snorted, and raised her fist to rush forward to continue hitting, but was kicked in the stomach again, and almost vomited up her lunch on the spot.

The boy raised his fist and continued to attack. Seeing that the fist was about to hit him, Zhou Yejin dodged it sideways, and punched him with a backhand, hitting the corner of the boy's chin.

The corner of his chin was hit by a strong force, the boy turned his head and staggered a few steps, standing still in a hurry.

He still wanted to rush up and fight again, but was stopped by a loud shout.

"What are you doing!" The school's security guard came out of the security room in a hurry, and yawned as he walked this way.

Zhou Yejin scolded a mother, don't come out sooner, don't come out later, he just punched the boy, and now he came out.

The security guard didn't even look at the boy on the other side, and walked towards Zhou Yejin, "You belong to Yongning, right? I saw it just now. You dare to fight at the school gate, so leave your name behind."

"He touched my brother first." Zhou Yejin ran to Zhan Xunche and helped him up.

Zhan Xunche raised his eyelids and glanced at him, but said nothing.

"How are you?" Zhou Yejin pinched his sleeve and wiped the sweat from Zhan Xunche's forehead.

"It's okay." Zhan Xunche was used to being arrogant in front of Zhou Yejin, and the current situation made him feel a little ashamed.

"I can't take care of him, but you are from Yongning Primary School, so I have to take care of him," the security guard stood aside, pouting his stomach and said, "What's your name?"

"Class every five years, Zhou Yejin." Zhou Yejin was a little unhappy.

The security guard took out his mobile phone and wrote down Zhou Yejin's information, and waved at them twice like chasing flies, "Okay, let's all go."

The boy was still standing there, but the security guard walked over and stared, "Still leaving? Wait until I treat you to dinner?"

"Let's go right away," the boy smiled at the security guard in a fawning manner, and when his face turned to Zhou Yejin's side, he changed his expression again, "Zhou Yejin, right, I remember you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was kicked by the security guard, "You son of a bitch, who are you messing with at the gate of our school!"

The boy glared at the security guard, lowered his head and walked away dejectedly.

"Can you walk?" Zhou Yejin asked while supporting Zhan Xunche.

"Yes." After Zhan Xunche finished speaking, he stood up supporting Zhou Yejin's shoulders, and staggered forward two steps.

Zhou Yejin watched the two steps he took, and hugged him angrily, "What the hell, I'll carry you."

Zhan Xunche wanted to refuse, but before he could say it, Zhou Yejin had already recited it involuntarily.

Zhou Yejin carried Zhan Xunche on his back, and suddenly felt his body sinking, almost kneeling on the ground on the spot. He thought to himself, Zhan Xunche usually looked thin and short, but he didn't expect to be so heavy.

Zhou Yejin supported Tuozhan Xunche's body, and walked home.

"Why did that person beat you today?" On the way home, Zhou Yejin turned his head and asked him.

Zhan Xunche lay on his back, silent for a long time, "I want money."

"You didn't give it?" Zhou Yejin asked.

"... At first I didn't give it, but he took it away later." Zhan Xunche said slowly.

Sensing Zhan Xunche's tendency to slide down, Zhou Yejin lifted him up again, "Miser, don't you just give it to him and it's over."

Zhan Xunche was very dissatisfied with the title of miser, he curled his lips, "I will use that money to buy things."

"Stupid, things are more important than you." Zhou Yejin was amused by him.

Zhan Xunche froze for a moment, then suddenly asked, "What do you think?"

"Nonsense, of course you are important." Zhou Yejin didn't think about it.

Zhan Xunche fell silent, and after a while, hummed in a low voice.

He lowered his head and buried his head in Zhou Yejin's neck, feeling Zhou Yejin's beating pulse, and couldn't help but recall Zhou Yejin's appearance when he was fighting just now.

The Zhou Yejin in his memory was always waving his fists indiscriminately when fighting, even if the fist hit him, it was not itchy or painful.

Today, Zhou Yejin's shots are extremely agile, and every attack is extremely precise. As for the strength of the shots, it can be seen from the boy's bluish and blue face.

Zhan Xunche's mood was a bit complicated. No wonder he could beat Zhou Yejin but not that boy. It was because Zhou Yejin had been giving way to him.

Thinking of this, Zhan Xunche put his lips to Zhou Yejin's ear, and asked seriously, "Have you been letting me go?"

Sensing the breath near his ear, Zhou Yejin trembled like a cat with its hair blown out, and almost threw Zhan Xunche to the ground.

"What are you doing?" Zhan Xunche asked next to him.

This time Zhou Yejin couldn't hold back, and threw Zhan Xunche to the ground. He covered his ears with his hands, "Don't talk in my ear."

Zhan Xunche sat on the ground and was stunned. He suddenly remembered that when he went out to play with Zhou Yejin during the summer vacation, a boy who was with him told him that his ears were Zhou Yejin's Achilles' heel.

At that time, he didn't believe it, and he didn't even think about blowing his ears when he was fighting with Zhou Yejin. Now it seems that it is true.

He just whispered a few words into his ear, and Zhou Yejin's reaction was so strong, I don't know what the result would be if he blew into his ear.

After the uncomfortable feeling of being brushed by the heat in the ear dissipated, Zhou Yejin kicked Zhan Xunche who was stunned on the ground, "Why are you so stupefied?"

"Your ears are very sensitive?" Zhan Xunche looked up at him.

"Maybe," Zhou Yejin said vaguely, forcibly changing the topic, "Hurry up and go home, it's getting dark."

After Zhou Yejin finished speaking, she grabbed Zhan Xunche's arm and planned to carry him on her back, but Zhan Xunche broke away.

Along the way, the pain on Zhan Xunche's body has eased a lot. He heard Zhou Yejin's shortness of breath, "I'll go by myself."

"You look paralyzed now, okay?" Zhou Yejin doubted.

"It's fine even if my whole body falls." Zhan Xunche limped forward, Zhou Yejin followed behind, preventing him from falling suddenly.

Two people, one in front and one behind, walked slowly on the road.

After walking for a while, Zhou Yejin seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and suddenly quickened her pace, walking side by side with Zhan Xunche.

"Did you see that ant?" Zhou Yejin pointed to the ground, "It walked behind us three minutes ago."

Zhan Xunche glanced at him, "It drives a jet plane, how can we compare on foot."

"Where is the plane?" Zhou Yejin laughed.

Zhan Xunche also smiled, "Where did the ants come from?"

"Damn." Zhou Yejin kicked a small stone two meters away from her feet, and said nothing in anger.

After a while, Zhou Yejin spoke again, "By the way, what do you want to buy?"

"Coloured paper, I need it for handicraft class." Zhan Xunche replied with a smile.

"Let me tell you earlier, I bought a bunch of them before, and I put them at home to collect dust." Zhou Yejin and his brothers wrapped their arms around Zhan Xunche's neck.

Zhan Xunche didn't dodge, and let him embrace him, "You can also do handwork?"

"What do you mean, who can't do handicrafts?" Zhou Yejin asked angrily.

"I thought pigs couldn't do such fine work, but you changed my mind." Zhan Xunche smiled like a spring breeze.

Zhou Yejin clenched his fist, wanting to punch this face very much, but considering that Zhan Xunche was injured, he still didn't attack.

Zhou Yejin didn't speak to Zhan Xunche again, and went home in silence.

Zhou's father and Zhou's mother had already left work at this time, and they sat at the dining table without eating for a long time, waiting for him to come back.

"Why is it so late today?" Mother Zhou asked him while sitting on a chair.

"Clean." Zhou Yejin sat down and picked up two pieces of rice with chopsticks.

Zhou's mother also picked up the chopsticks, and was just about to pick up vegetables when the doorbell rang from outside.

"Go and open the door, I'm too lazy to move." Zhou's mother didn't understand with the chopsticks, and ordered Zhou Yejin beside her.

Zhou Yejin lowered her head and resigned herself to the door, opened it, and Zhan's mother stood outside the door with a worried expression on her face.

Seeing Zhou Yejin, Zhan's mother immediately took Zhou Yejin's hand and asked, "Xiao Jin, Auntie asked you, did anything happen to you and Ah Che today?"

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yejin asked knowingly.

"I just noticed that Ah Che's leg is a little lame. I lifted his trouser leg and looked at it. There was a big piece of tear on his knee. I asked him and he didn't speak. Didn't you and Ah Che go home together? I just wanted to come and ask Asking you." Zhanmu's expression was full of worry.

Zhou Yejin was not surprised that Zhan Xunche didn't tell his family anything.

Although Zhan Xunche is not very old, his self-esteem has always been very strong. It would be a shame to say that he was beaten up, so he naturally wouldn't say much.

Zhou Yejin waved his hands calmly, "Don't worry, Aunt Zhan, he just fell on the road, it's nothing serious."

Zhan's mother looked at him dubiously, and seeing Zhou Yejin's serious expression, she gradually dispelled her doubts, "That's good, then Auntie will go back and give Ah Che the medicine, you can go eat quickly."

"Well, Aunt Zhan is coming to visit more often." Zhou Yejin smiled and closed the door.

Zhou Yejin walked back to the chair, thinking about eating a few more bites, but because she was kicked in the stomach before, her stomach felt a little uncomfortable, so she was full after only two bites.

"I'm full." Zhou Yejin said as she put down her chopsticks.

"Why do you eat so much?" Mother Zhou asked suspiciously.

"I ate too much at noon, so I'm not hungry." Zhou Yejin said, pushing her bowl and chopsticks aside, getting up and preparing to leave.

"You and Ah Che haven't fought these days, have you?" Father Zhou raised his head and asked him.

"No, we have a good relationship."

"It's better like this. Don't let me know that you are bullying Ah Che, or I—" Father Zhou got emotional and patted Zhou Yejin on the head.

Zhou Yejin covered her head, full of grievances and had nothing to say.

Obviously he is the one who is bullied every time, in the eyes of his parents, he is always the one who bullies Zhan Xunche.

Zhou Yejin returned to the room feeling wronged, lifted up her clothes and looked at the bruise on her ribs, feeling a little melancholy.

He was still melancholy, but Zhan Xunche was already standing at the door of his house.

Zhan Xunche put his hand in his trouser pocket, caressing the glass bottle in his pocket carefully, and rang the doorbell with one hand.

Zhou Yejin heard the doorbell in the room, put down her clothes, went to the living room and opened the door.

Seeing Zhan Xunche standing outside the door, he glanced at Zhan Xunche's knee and said nothing.

Zhou's mother and Zhou's father poked their heads out of the kitchen and looked this way, "Ah Che is here, are your legs better?"

Zhan Xunche responded with a smile, "It's much better, I'll come here to borrow something."

As soon as Zhan Xunche finished speaking, Zhou Yejin grabbed his wrist and pulled him into the room involuntarily.