What should I do if I want to get back my first love but can't hold back my face?

The content of the contract was roughly drawn up long before, and this meeting was mainly to finalize a few details. Both parties were full of sincerity, and it was quickly finalized, and the only thing left was to sign.

When writing, Jiang Huai glanced past the door inadvertently when he lowered his head, even the movements of his hands paused.

The boss of Pineapple Technology is used to being able to read words and expressions. He saw Jiang Huai's hesitation at this moment with sharp eyes, and reminded him politely: "Your side...is not satisfied with this contract?"

Jiang Huai had already signed a copy just now, and the one in his hand was signed and handed over by the other party. The other party showed all sincerity, so hesitating would inevitably be annoying.

Jiang Huai smiled apologetically, quickly signed her name in the lower right corner, then put down the pen before everyone could react, then stood up, and said under the stunned gazes of the entire conference room: "I have something urgent, excuse me first .”

The other party seemed to be startled by his move, with hesitant eyes, "This is..."

Jiang Huai stood straight in front of the conference table, propping the table with both hands, and said in a deep voice: "Today is my problem, I will make up for it next time, sorry."

As he spoke, he pushed away the chair and left under the eyes of all the people.

When passing by Shen Dai's side, Jiang Huai patted his hand resting on the table, and said in a low voice, "I'll trouble you to help me carry around here."

When the two had a bad temper in high school, they had countless fights together. They looked at each other, and without asking any questions, Shen Dai rolled his eyes back at him, "Get out of here."

Jiang Huai felt relieved and quickly walked out of the meeting room.

Xiao Zhou was furious at the door, and when he saw him coming out of the door, he quickly handed over the phone.

Jiang Huai glanced hastily, his face darkened, and without wasting a second, he quickly got off the elevator and got off the parking lot, got on the car and backed up, and the silver body slid out quickly.

Jiang Huai sat in the car with a dignified expression, his hand was steady while driving, but his temples were throbbing faintly.

With Uncle Chen's eyesight, it is impossible for Jiang Le to leave the school, and he must still be in the school now.

As early as the class reunion, Jiang Huai had expected that the trajectory of this life would be different from the previous one, but he didn't expect that everything was on guard, but something happened in the school.

The only good thing is that he had been careful earlier and installed a micro-positioning device in Jiang Le's pendant.

He first quickly replied to Uncle Chen's message and sent Jiang Le's location.

Before Fang Zhen could return the phone call, the other side called first.

"It's me," Fang Ping probably ran on the road, panting a bit, "I'm in school now."

There are two equipment rooms in Nancheng No. [-] Middle School. One is commonly used on the west side of the gymnasium, and the other is at the foot of the back mountain. Because it is far away, it is mainly used to store some old sports equipment, and Fang Ping's destination is also the latter.

With a hasty glance at the map just now, Fang Yi almost locked on to this place at a glance, probably because it is far away from the teaching building, there are few people here, and this equipment room is not open to students, so almost no one will deliberately set foot in it.

He quickly turned a corner and saw the equipment room marked on the map from afar.

"Listen to me," Jiang Huai interrupted him, speaking quickly, "I installed a miniature positioning device in Jiang Le's pendant, I took a look, and the location is probably at the west end of the school..."

Fang Yi approached quickly, leaning sideways to the door panel, almost at the moment of approaching, his expression changed.

He directly interrupted Jiang Huai, "The equipment room at the foot of the back mountain to the west."

Fang Yu's voice paused, "I found her."

Before Jiang Huai could react, Fang Yu continued, "You tell Uncle Chen and the police to come over here..."

"pass it to me."

Jiang Huai frowned, and was about to speak when a busy tone came from the phone, "Hello?"

"Fang Yi?"

He froze for a moment, then cursed a few words in a low voice, and stepped on the accelerator hard.

Through a door, Fang Zhen frowned, stretched out his hand and tried to push the door open, and then of course found that the door was locked from the inside.

He took a deep breath, and his eyes fell on a few red bricks by the door for tiptoes.

"boom--"

"Bang Bang—"

The man stopped what he was doing and turned around when he heard the sound. The dark curtains suddenly moved dramatically, and the window panes shattered all over the place.

After a few seconds, the man's expression tightened, he weighed the half-meter-long stick in his hand, and approached the window slowly and silently.He first used a wooden stick to push the curtain aside, and after confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he turned around, and the tense muscles in his body relaxed.

At this instant, a figure leaped in from the window, holding a brick and slamming it at the person in front, but the man standing in front of him avoided the side as expected, at the same time , swung the stick in his hand back.

Dodging around and running around during this period of time has already given him a sense of alertness and sensitivity that is different from ordinary people.

Fang Zhen's shoulders sank, and he was hit by a sap, and he couldn't help but let out a painful moan.

With the movement of retreating, he finally had time to take a look at the room.

Probably in order to prevent people from discovering the abnormality, the curtains were all tightly covered, and the light in the room was a bit dim. Fang Teng finally saw the man's face clearly through the light leaking in from the top of his head.

Jiang Le was lying on the ground not far away, probably in a coma, but fortunately his clothes were still intact, Fang Zhen subconsciously let out a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, I'm not dead yet," the man's voice was a little rough, "but you're not necessarily..."

The man who was facing him had a square face with Chinese characters and was tall and tall. At first glance, he would only think that he was an honest and ordinary man, but as he turned around completely, Fang Zhen observed the man's mouth. There was a black mole the size of a bean, and it was this mole that completely separated him from his first judgment, and gave him a gloomy and violent atmosphere.

The two looked at each other, and the man moved first. He took a few steps forward, dragging the long stick in his hand to the ground.

Fang Yi dodged around, dodged the stick swung by the opponent, and couldn't dodge with his back, and hit the wooden frame behind him. The box placed on the frame shook and fell down.

In terms of appearance alone, Fang Ting looks too disadvantaged. He is considered tall among boys, but compared with this man's tall and strong physique, he is not good enough, but fortunately, his figure is flexible, which can make up for it a little. This weakness.

But the room was cramped, and after so many visits, he was exhausted. Fang Zhen took a breath, and when his gaze fell on the cardboard box at his feet, his pupils moved.

"Tsk, I raised it."

The man cursed in a low voice, probably impatient to continue playing with him like this, it was really loud, and sooner or later someone would be attracted.

He smiled sinisterly, put down the stick, and lowered himself down to take out a machete from the bag by the wall. His movements were unhurried, as if he wanted another person in the room to see his movements clearly. .

When he straightened up and completely exposed the knife to Fang Zhen's gaze, Fang Zhen suddenly frowned uncomfortably, barely resisting the urge to feel sick.

There was no other reason, the knife must have been stained with blood, there was a large piece of dark brown blood stains on the knife body, deposited for a long time, and when it was pulled out, it gave off a strong smell of blood.

The man showed a happy expression, and he was slashing with a knife, but Fang Zhen barely avoided it, and the knife quickly fell into the wooden frame behind him, splitting countless sawdust.

Another hit, the man seemed to be excited, and the whole person fell into a frenzy, exhausting every effort.

Fang Jin struggled to dodge while watching the man's movements with his eyes. At the moment when the man gradually approached, he leaned over and grabbed the cardboard box and smashed it on the head. The sand and dust just swept down the other party's face in an eloquent manner.

In the dim indoor conditions, without making mental preparations in advance, it would be too late to close your eyes when you realized it. Dust got into the eyes, and the man couldn't help taking a few steps back, shaking his head hard, mouth Cursing indiscriminately.

At this moment, Fang Yi bent down and picked up the wooden stick that the man had left in the corner just now, raised his hand and slammed it hard at the man's arm hanging by his side, the man's five fingers lost strength, and the wooden stick fell in response.

Fang Zhen didn't dare to let go, he picked up the wooden stick and hit the man's back hard once and for all. The man lost his weapon and couldn't open his eyes for a while, so he gritted his teeth and endured these blows until he was beaten to the ground.

As long as Fang Yi thought about what this bastard had done, his eyes would almost turn red, and he would hit the beast's head violently, wanting to pick up the knife on the ground and stab him.

But he was still sane, and kicked with his toes, making sure that the person on the ground had stopped moving. He estimated that this person would not pose any threat for a while, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and shook Jiang Le on the ground shortly, " Lele, wake up."

He checked Jiang Le's body and found that there were no fatal wounds or signs of injury, and he relaxed a little.

The slamming of the door was real, Fang Zhen shook his almost unconscious shoulder, barely carried Jiang Le on his back, and walked to the door.

As soon as he opened the lock behind the door with his hand, the sound of breaking wind came from his ears. Fang Zhen realized something, but it was too late. In the short few seconds, he only had time to put Jiang Le down to avoid the blow .

As soon as Jiang Le was put on the ground, there was a muffled sound behind his head, Fang Zhen's body swayed, and he barely stood firm while holding the door.

"go to hell!"

Following the loud shout, and the heavy swing that followed, the back of his head was almost so painful that he couldn't feel it. Fang Yan stretched out his hand and felt sticky sticky hand.

The next time the stick was swung down the road, Fang Zhen's legs went numb, and he half-knelt down completely, his knees resting on the broken glass on the ground, and the blood stained quickly stained his trousers red.

Jiang Huai overtook several cars along the way, causing the owners of several pasted cars to swear, "Damn, do you have eyes?! Driving a luxury car is amazing?"

Jiang Huai's heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his chest. Uncle Chen's voice was distorted on the other end of the phone, "Got it, I'll go to the equipment room right now."

There was no expression on Jiang Huai's face, her lips were pursed like a blade, her face was stern, "I'll be there soon, don't let anything happen to him."

If, if something goes wrong with Fang Zhen...

He closed his eyes, not daring to think about it.

The car almost drove into the school gate at a desperate speed. Jiang Huai took off his seat belt and ran towards the back hill before even closing the door.

Uncle Chen was standing by the door smoking a cigarette, and when he saw him appear, he just let the door out silently.

The ambulance and the police car were still on the way, and Jiang Le was placed on a cardboard, seemingly sleeping peacefully.

And that old thing Liang Qiunian was lying by the door, with his hands tied behind his back, completely unconscious.

Jiang Huai raised her head bluntly, and walked a little inside.

Fang Yi leaned against the wall, half of his face was covered with sticky blood, he seemed to have lost consciousness, as if sensing the approach of the person in front of him, his eyelids moved slightly.

Jiang Huai's hands trembled violently, gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his heart, and slowly squatted down and pulled him into his arms, coaxing him softly, "It's okay, I'm here, it's okay."

Holding such a baby in his arms, he hardly dared to breathe heavily, "I'll be watching over you."

Seeing Jiang Huai, Fang Zhen finally seemed to be relieved, the knife in his hand was loosened, and the spirit of holding on was taken away. He just closed his eyes in Jiang Huai's arms covered in blood and exhaustion. fell asleep.

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I’m not satisfied no matter how I change this chapter, it’s over before I know it QAQ

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