Affectionate for a long time

Zhuang Moli?The heir of Jiade Technology!

Everyone present was taken aback, Jiade's heir was not something they wanted to provoke.Shen Tang narrowed his eyes slightly, and while everyone was absent-minded, he threw the stick in his hand towards Aaron's arm holding the knife sharply, hitting his wrist, and the knife in Aaron's hand fell into the snow.

Zhuang Moli had already received the look in his hand, almost the moment the knife fell, he broke free from Aaron's restraint and ran towards Shen Tang.

"Catch them!" Aaron roared, took out a teaching stick from his waist and rushed up.

The thugs who had been silent just now were awakened by Aaron's voice. They grabbed the sticks in their hands and beat them more fiercely.Zhuang Moli doesn't know any moves at all. He has never fought since he was a child. When he was young, he was supported by his family members. When he grew up, Ji Yu basically contracted out the fights.He never dreamed of such a scene now, but fortunately Shen Tang has been protecting him, so he was not injured.

But Shen Tang was different, he was very skilled, but obviously he was dragged down by his burden.If you really fight, who cares which young master you are!Two fists were no match for four hands, Shen Tang was hit hard a few times, and the sound of the strong stick hitting his body made a dull sound, Zhuang Moli looked at the blood dripping from the corner of Shen Tang's mouth with trepidation.

It didn't take long for the time to pass, but the sky soon dawned.

The situation in the alley was clearly illuminated by the white sunlight, and the white snow had long been trampled to the point of filth by the chaotic footsteps of the crowd. Several people fell into the snow, crying while hugging their wounds.

Shen Tang was clearly exhausted, his black ink-like hair was almost wet with sweat, and the few strands on his forehead still had a faint glint of water.He held the weapon in his hand, his footsteps were a little swaying, but his eyes did not relax.Zhuang Moli was behind him, and there were one, two, three, four, four people!

The fight was still going on, but Shen Tang was at an absolute disadvantage, Zhuang Moli didn't even know how he could persist.He seemed to be numb to the dull beating sounds, but he didn't hear the slightest cry of pain from Shen Tang, as if the pain wasn't added to him.

Many years later, he asked Shen Tang, why, doesn't it hurt?Shen Tang said, it hurts, but why should I give my opponent a chance to be happy!

Looking at him, Zhuang Moli suddenly remembered the boy who was kicked and kicked in the corridor two years ago but kept silent. He quickly untied his schoolbag, opened the zipper, and passed by Shen Tang, strenuously towards those few Throw it over the man.

There were heavy books and homework in the schoolbag, and the zipper was open. They fell on the four people like snowflakes. They subconsciously tried to block it, but the person in front of them had already run across an alley.

Zhuang Moli took Shen Tang's hand, and quickly shuttled in the alley. Shen Tang's hand was as cold as ice, and Zhuang Moli kept holding it tightly. He didn't turn his head, and the voice seemed a little trembling with the whistling wind, "I'm going soon When we get to the school, they dare not chase after us, we will be safe there!"

They did not catch up again. After leaving the alleys of the community, the streets were full of breakfast stalls, which were lively and peaceful, completely different from the undercurrents in the deep alleys of the community.But there were no students in front of the booth, and it was time for the morning class.

Zhuang Moli led him to the school gate, but the people behind him stopped.

"What's wrong?" Zhuang Moli felt the pulling force from the opposite direction and looked back at him, there was still a faint red bloodstain on the corner of his mouth.

Shen Tang let go of his hand, shortened the teaching stick in his hand and put it back into his sleeve, "Go, goodbye!"

"But they..."

"Their target is not you, you are safe." Shen Tang curled his lips, "It's just that you probably need to make up those books again."

"Well," Zhuang Moli hurriedly agreed, those books are not important at all, "But you are injured, you can stay in school temporarily, I will tell them that you are my friend!"

Every time Zhuang Moli said a word, there was hazy white steam around his mouth, and the beige scarf around his neck had long since been scattered when he was running, hanging crookedly on his shoulders.His tea-brown hair was also disheveled in the wind, but he didn't know it.

Very cute... Shen Tang thought of the snow-colored Samoyed at home, and involuntarily stretched out his hand to gently rub the top of Zhuang Moli's hair, and adjusted his scarf along the way.

"Mo Li, thank you for your kindness, but...we will see you again soon." Shen Tang turned up his collar, buttoned up the skirt that was scattered just now, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards the intersection in front of the school.

"Also, from now on, you are not allowed to walk on the path again." After taking two steps, he turned his head and said this.

The tone of command...

Zhuang Moli stood there in a daze and looked at his tall and straight back. What happened just now?He raised his hand and touched the top of his head, there was still a layer of residual heat on the soft hair.

He squeezed the scarf hanging down around his neck and asked loudly, "What's your name?"

What answered him was a gust of wind whistling past, and snowflakes floated in the sky again, getting bigger and bigger, blurring his vision.