I don't think the plot is right!

Fang Jiashu has always felt that something is not quite right recently.

The scalp is numb and the back is cold, as if someone has been staring at him in the dark...

Shaking his head and laughing at his paranoia, he should go out as soon as possible and find an open space to set up a stall.

Unexpectedly, the flow of people decreased significantly that night, and the stalls in prime locations were also vacant.Fang Jiashu was happy to be free, he could find a good place without having to compete with others, so naturally he took this opportunity to arrange the books quickly.

Excitedly waiting for someone to come to patronize, what they waited for was a distant cry: "The city management is here!"

Hearing this sentence, all kinds of small vendors packed up their stalls and fled in all directions like crazy.

The one who reacted quickly had already run far away, but Fang Jiashu's books all over the place were too difficult to organize, not to mention that it was unrealistic to push a cart and run fast with his legs.

Fang Jiashu, who was half a beat behind, became more conspicuous after the panicked crowd dispersed, and the urban management almost purposely surrounded him to catch him first.

These books are all his belongings and jobs, how could they be snatched away by others.In the end, Fang Jiashu threw his whole body on the pile of books in an attempt to stop the urban management from confiscating the books.

Maybe it was too tight, someone inadvertently swept Fang Jiashu's face with his elbow during the pushing.

Fang Jiashu let go of his hands in pain and fell back to the ground, touched the corner of his mouth, as if his teeth were biting his lips and bleeding came out...

Song Yuan couldn't stand it at this moment.

He came early tonight, so he heard rumors from well-informed people that there would be urban management tonight, but he couldn't say anything, he could only watch Fang Jiashu continue to display books.

I only hope that Fang Jiashu can realize it earlier, but his little tree will never be able to accurately distinguish external information.

Song Yuan was even more anxious than Fang Jiashu when the chengguan arrived.He originally thought that it was nothing more than some books, so he took them away when they were accepted, and he just took a step at a time and read them one step at a time.I didn't expect Fang Jiashu to be so stubborn. Song Yuan had already clenched his fists when he was arguing with others.

It wasn't until seeing Fang Jiashu being beaten that Song Yuan's eyes changed completely.

Without thinking for a second at all, Song Yuan stepped forward and punched the person who had just hit Fang Jiashu.

The chengguan who was knocked down and the standing chengguan were stunned together, how many Song Yuan could knock down before they could react.The scene suddenly became chaotic, and Song Yuan didn't suffer much from dealing with four or five by himself, but someone ran away in the middle, fearing that he would call the police.

Sure enough, the sound of a police car soon came from a distance.

Song Yuan reacted quickly, and was ready to run when they had no ability to resist.

Of course, we must also pull Fang Jiashu.

Fang Jiashu still didn't realize what was going on when he was forcefully pulled up from the ground, but subconsciously said, "Book..."

What time is it... If you stop for a few more minutes, you will have to spend the night in the bureau tonight, so you really can't think about those books.

It was too conspicuous to run to an open place, so Song Yuan turned into a nearby alley intuitively.

It's a dead end, but fortunately the alley is very messy, with all kinds of waste in disarray, and even going further is a problem.

Song Yuan stopped behind a large cardboard box, glanced around to make sure it was safe, and then continued to pull Fang Jiashu down.

Only then did Fang Jiashu understand the situation in front of him. The person who dragged him away after the fight just now...was Song Yuan?

It's not that he didn't expect to see Song Yuan again.

But at least... At least when I grow into a better person, I can face him equally and indifferently.

Instead of continuing to appear in a distressed image.

It's not about setting up a bookstall in the night market, being chased by the city management, sitting on the ground with dirty clothes and bruised mouth.

It's not like being dragged into a small alley to squat so hard that you can't even breathe steadily like now.

The sound of the police car sounded again and Fang Jiashu stopped his strange thinking.

And the footsteps obviously entered this alley.

Fang Jiashu's breathing was so noticeable that Song Yuan had no choice but to cover his mouth with his hand.

Maybe the alley was too messy, or maybe the police thought they had no guts to hide and not run away. In short, the footsteps of the search didn't go very deep and retreated again.

Both of them were slightly relieved.

Only then did Song Yuan realize that his hand was still covering Fang Jiashu's mouth.

It is a familiar soft touch, revealing some shortness of breath.

Although I want to covet this temperature for a while, I still take my hands away before Fang Jiashu realizes it.

But the movement of pulling his hands away attracted Fang Jiashu's attention, and reminded him that the person staying by his side was actually Song Yuan.

Fang Jiashu wanted to leave, but Song Yuan and the cardboard box blocked him in a corner, unable to move.

He thought twice about whether to speak, but noticed that Song Yuan stared at his own hand for a while, and then turned to stare at his own face.

It was only when Song Yuan saw the blood on his hand that he remembered that the corner of Fang Jiashu's mouth was broken.

Fang Jiashu felt baffled and just wanted to leave quickly.

But at this moment, Song Yuanji asked in a low voice: "...does it hurt?"

Fang Jiashu didn't understand what he meant, but saw his fingers slowly approaching his face.

It was almost the first reaction of the subconscious mind to dodge immediately.

Song Yuan's fingers froze in place.

Even if you touch the wound with your finger, you will be dodged in disgust...

Fang Jiashu had already stood up, and Song Yuan immediately understood what he meant, and quickly stood up to make way for him.

Fang Jiashu was taken aback by this speed, but he still walked forward without saying a word.

In fact, he had many questions he wanted to ask, and he wanted to ask them all the moment he realized that Song Yuan was by his side.

"how did you find me?"

"How long have you been here?"

"That cat is indeed Baxi, right?"

"So... who is that girl holding Baxi?"

Thinking of this question, Fang Jiashu couldn't say anything.

I really don't have a long memory... What qualifications do I have to ask this.

Now that Song Yuan came back, did he even want Cheng An?Suddenly, I wanted to laugh, I don't understand him at all...

Song Yuan didn't know that Fang Jiashu had thought so much, and just thought he was still simply bored with himself, so he quietly followed behind and didn't speak anymore.

Fang Jiashu went to check the bookstall immediately, but there was nothing there.

Almost all of the capital was spent on these books... Now it is really forcing him to find a new job.

Worries about the future made him even more powerless to confront Song Yuan again, so he continued to follow behind him all the way...