Has Bai Yueguang lost his horse today?

When the school security heard the news and hurried over with batons, Zhou Shengran had already finished fighting.

The security guards could only see a few people lying here and there on the small road in the grove, howling in pain, and in the middle of them stood a straight young man.

The youth only left them a back.

Zhou Shengran stood on the spot, his breathing was a little chaotic, his clothes were a little messy, and he looked a little embarrassed.

But compared to the few people who fell on the ground, his current state is considered very good.

Before crossing over, his family was considered to be at the top of the business circle. Because of too much involvement, he would encounter malicious competition from time to time, so he learned some fighting skills for body protection since he was a child.

Thinking of the bad past, Zhou Chengran pursed his lips, and glanced indifferently at the few people on the ground.

These young people are very good at fighting, and it was quite difficult for him to clean up just now.

But, no matter how hard you try, you have to behave calmly in this meeting.

These fools are so mad.

Thinking of this, Zhou Chengran stepped on the back of the leading young man with one foot, rolled it heavily, and laughed contemptuously: "Just now, I spoke harshly, but in the end, it's just this trifling kung fu. You can't beat a student like me alone, it seems that you guys are not doing very well."

"Or, do you rely on lip service to get into society?"

security guard:"……"

This is a bit too worrying.

Sensing someone coming from behind, Zhou Cheng suddenly turned his head and saw several tall middle-aged men in uniforms.

He recognized their identities in an instant, let go of his feet, with an innocent expression on his face, and raised his hands: "Uncle, they were the ones who made trouble first, and I was just defending myself."

Security guards: "..."

The leading security uncle glanced at his face, then looked down at the few people on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "We know, but I'd like to trouble you to come with us on this matter."

As he said that, as soon as he waved his hand, several other security guards immediately started to set the five people up.

Zhou Shengran slightly raised his eyebrows, but he didn't refuse.

As soon as the security guards dispersed, two girls who were originally standing behind them and covered up were revealed.

Zhou Shengran had a faint guess in his heart.

The two girls should have passed by here and found that something was wrong, so they went to call the security guard over.

So it didn't take long for him to start here, and the school security rushed over.

Zhou Shengran followed the security guards, and when he passed by the two girls, he smiled at them: "Did you call the security guards for me? Thank you."

Even though the sky was getting darker, the young man's eyes were still bright. With his handsome face and impeccable smile, the two girls blushed: "No, it's okay, it should be."

Zhou Shengran followed the security guards to the security room. At first, the few people tried to slander Zhou Chengran who started the attack, but Zhou Shengran lightly said, "You don't seem to be students of this school. I'm full. It's okay to provoke me alone." Five people?" He was blocked back.

In order to prove their identities, those few said that they had ID cards that could prove that they were not gangsters.

The security did find evidence on them - the campus card of the University City Sports School.

It is not uncommon for students in university towns to visit other schools.In particular, there are many handsome men and beautiful women in Y, and there will be more students from other schools.

However, in addition to the campus card, one of them also carried a controlled knife in his bag.

The controlled knives were found, and even though Zhou Shengran was not seriously injured, the severity of the incident had escalated.

Finally, under the pressure of the security guards, those few people admitted that they were senior students in the sports school, and they were entrusted to teach Zhou Shengran a lesson, that knives were only used to scare people.

When he learned that the mastermind behind it was Cheng Guang, Zhou Chengran wasn't too surprised.

Cheng Guang's hostility towards him was too obvious.

But he didn't bother to delve into the matter.

After all, after the incident was reported, Cheng Guang would accept the punishment.

After figuring out the ins and outs of the matter, Uncle Security let Zhou Shengran go.

Because he stayed in the security room for a while, by the time Zhou Shengran walked to the school gate, it was already completely dark.

Zhou Shengran took out his mobile phone, only to find that Zhou Shengyi had called him several times after class, but his mobile phone was muted and he didn't hear it, and all the lines were missed.

Zhou Shengran called back.

"Of course? I'm dizzy and can't drive today. You can take a taxi back by yourself."

Zhou Shengyi's voice on the other end of the phone sounded a little weak, Zhou Shengran asked a few more questions with concern, and in the end Zhou Shengyi thought it was too long-winded and hung up the phone directly.

But it's fine to come, he was actually quite afraid that Zhou Shengyi would come and wait for him for a long time.

Zhou Shengran directly hailed a taxi at the school gate to go home.

Because the community strictly forbids the entry of unfamiliar license plate numbers, Zhou Shengran could only get out of the car at the gate of the community.

He walked slowly on the road in the community, thinking about what to order for takeaway later.

"Ba ba."

A beam of light behind him shone on him, and at the same time a whistle sounded.

Zhou Shengran stopped, looked at the familiar car slowly parked beside him, and opened the door skillfully and naturally to get into the car.

Seeing Zhou Chengran get into the car, Jian Jihuai smiled and asked, "What about your brother, why are you walking back today?"

"My brother seems to be sick, and now I can only rely on myself." Zhou Shengran joked.

Jian Jihuai chuckled lightly, and was about to start the car, but saw a touch of red in his eyes.

He fixed his eyes, staring at Zhou Chengran's hand: "What's wrong with your hand...?"

The knuckles on the back of Zhou Shengran's hands were a little red, not because of freezing, but because of bleeding from the wound above.

Even on his fingers, there were several red cuts due to bleeding.

The blood had dried up and formed a red scab, which was a bit dazzling compared with his fair skin.

Zhou Chengran lowered his eyes to look at the wounds on the back of his hand and fingers.

Just now because he was outside, his hands had been exposed to the air, and because his hands were cold, he didn't feel any pain. When he got in the car, the heater blew, and after his hands returned to normal perception, he began to feel a trace of burning pain.

The wound wasn't serious, it just looked a bit much.

Zhou Chengran smiled casually: "It's nothing, there was a little accident."

If you fight, you will inevitably get hurt.

The small injury on his hand was nothing compared to those of those few people.

Just like the other party didn't slap him in the face in order not to leave traces, he also specially picked those places where it was not easy to leave traces.

It doesn't look serious, but they know how painful it actually is.

Jian Jihuai pursed her lips slightly: "Remember to take good care of the wound when you go back, do you have iodine for disinfection at home?"

"This small wound shouldn't be so serious." Zhou Chengran said.

Jian Jihuai: "It's better to pay more attention to it. The other small wounds are second. The important point is the big wound on the back of your hand."

Jian Jihuai's tone sounded a little serious, and Zhou Shengran didn't intend to perfunctory him, so he thought for a while and said, "...I don't seem to have iodophor at home."

Jian Jihuai: "I have it at my house, why don't you go to my house with me first?"

Zhou Shengran nodded.

With consent, Jian Jihuai did not stop at Zhou Shengran's house this time, and drove directly back to his own house.

After entering the door, Zhou Shengran took advantage of Jian Jihuai's time to find the medicine box, took out a piece of paper and went to the bathroom to moisten it, and wiped off some of the mottled blood on the back of his hand.

He had just noticed that the large bloodstain on the back of his hand looked a little scary.

After coming out, he went straight to Jian Jihuai and sat on the sofa opposite Jian Jihuai.

Jian Jihuai: "Stretch out your hand."

Zhou Chengran: "I'll do this little wound myself."

"Are you sure you can do it to yourself?" Jian Jihuai asked back.

Zhou Shengran: "..."

To be honest, he was not very brave.

After struggling for a moment, he still handed over his injured left hand.

Jian Jihuai supported his hand with one palm, and with the other hand, dipped alcohol in a cotton swab, and pointed it at the wound.

"Hiss." When the cotton swab touched the wound, Zhou Chengran felt a tingling pain in his hand, he gasped, and subconsciously withdrew his hand.

However, before he had time to withdraw his hand, Jian Jihuai firmly grasped his wrist.

Jian Jihuai said softly: "It may hurt a little, bear with it a little bit, good boy."

Jian Jihuai's hands were warmer than his, and the obvious warmth spread from the skin they touched to his arms, making Zhou Shengran feel dazed for a moment.

Looking at Jian Jihuai who was sitting across from him, who was helping him treat the wound gently and attentively with downcast eyes, he suddenly felt that the tingling pain in his hand was not so severe.

After a while, looking at Jian Jihuai who was cautious and fast, Zhou Shengran finally couldn't help but opened his mouth: "Brother Jian, you can actually move faster."

"It's too fast, I'm afraid you'll hurt, so it's better to slow down." Jian Jihuai replied without raising her head.

Zhou Shengran: "..."

There's always something wrong with this conversation.

Jian Jihuai gently helped Zhou Shengran deal with the more obvious wound, and cleaned up the other small wounds one by one, then took out the Band-Aid, gently pasted it on the big wound, and then let it go hands.

Zhou Shengran withdrew his hand, and before he could thank him, his stomach made a sound of protest.

Jian Jihuai paused when he was packing the medicine box, raised his head and looked over: "You haven't eaten dinner?"

Zhou Chengran: "...I didn't have time to eat."

Jian Jihuai glanced at the time: "It's almost 09:30, aren't you hungry?"

Zhou Shengran: "I'm hungry, it's just that I have a lot of things to do after school, and I can't eat until now. I plan to order takeaway later."

Jian Jihuai smiled: "I'm not full tonight, and I'm planning to cook something to fill my stomach, do you want to eat together?"

"Sure." Zhou Shengran said, "Just let me try Brother Jian's craftsmanship."

Jian Jihuai went to the kitchen.

Zhou Shengran felt bored sitting in the living room, so he got up and followed.

He wanted to watch how other people cook.

Jian Jihuai opened the refrigerator and took a look: "There are all the dishes, but the staple food is missing."

He turned his eyes around the kitchen and saw a bag of dried noodles.

Jian Jihuai: "Do you eat noodles?"

Zhou Shengran: "Eat."

Jian Jihuai nodded, and tore open the packaging bag: "Then I'll eat it for you."

The author has something to say: Don’t ask, asking is intentional

I just sent it out and found that there are several typos in it. It's really hard for me orz