Xueba Raiders

"Brother", the voice was obviously wrong.

Lin Weizhen's heart suddenly jumped: "What's wrong? Where are you?"

Zhang Zixuan mentioned a place name, which was vague, and Lin Weizhen didn't know it, so he simply said, "Send me the location to share."

The two small red dots on the screen were not far away. In this area, Lin Weizhen drove a bicycle, pedaling fast, crossed two streets like the wind, turned into a small alley, saw Zhang Zixuan and several people of similar age Standing in front of a bar, the high school student breathed a sigh of relief with no missing arms or legs.

A middle-aged man with tattooed arms exposed, lit a cigarette and sat on a stool looking back and forth at several people.

Lin Weizhen turned over and got out of the car, trotting all the way over, the wind blowing into his chest.

"Hey, someone is here to take the kid back." The man threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it, stared at Lin Weizhen with his arms folded, and frowned again, "You're still a kid."

Zhang Zixuan called "Brother" again, feeling a little weak.

Lin Weizhen took a breath and asked "what's going on".

"Are you his brother?" The man glanced at Zhang Zixuan, "Okay, I'm the owner of the bar."

Lin Weizhen greeted him politely, the boss snorted, and said again: "My family, why didn't you learn manners? Your brother, and, is this his classmate? He came in and ordered wine, but he didn't pay the bill when he went out, and he wanted to fight .”

Behind the bar owner were a few strong men who looked like bodyguards. Judging from this posture, the children were on the verge of a conflict.

"I'm sorry," Lin Weizhen immediately apologized, "I have caused you trouble."

Fortunately, it wasn't some gangster, Lin Weizhen was about to jump to the cracked heart, and thought to himself after a moment of slowing down.

The decoration of this bar is quite high-grade, and it looks like there is a minimum consumption. Zhang Zixuan and a few high school students are five heads, which is not a small sum.

One of the silent students suddenly got bold again and wanted to go beyond Zhang Zixuan's theory, but was dragged back. Lin Weizhen could vaguely hear "It's not all for you", "They didn't say it would cost so much ", "Can't tell my mother" and the like.

Zhang Zixuan's eyes were red, and he looked a little pitiful.Lin Weizhen took a step forward: "Can you let them go first?" He pursed his lips and added, "My brother is not yet an adult."

These words are polite and direct. Even if the bar owner is reasonable, he cannot do anything to minors at will.

The bar owner raised his eyelids: "You pay?"

Lin Weizhen nodded.

The bar owner didn't believe all of it, but the other party's words are here, and there is no money to make with a group of students.He stood up from the stool and waved his hands at the high school students. Two of them ran away in shock, wishing to shake themselves clean, while the other two stood still, not daring to move, and looked at each other.Zhang Zixuan was angry and annoyed, and hurriedly followed Lin Weizhen to go inside.

"You go home," Lin Weizhen turned his head, "This is not an example."

Zhang Zixuan was in a hurry: "I'm afraid he will make things difficult for you!"

Zhang Zixuan's liver hurts from regret.

Pretend to be optimistic in front of Xu Ying every day, the string in his heart has collapsed to the extreme, plus he was scolded by the teacher for failing the final exam, he couldn't help complaining to a few good buddies who usually play well, I don't know who it is I made a start and suggested to drink to soothe my worries.A group of people entered the bar noisily, others wanted to be fresh and exciting, Zhang Zixuan was bored, the recent incidents one after another weighed him down like a mountain, it was unavoidable that he was indulged.

The trouble was not caused by him, the few people who were not deeply involved in the world didn't know that Xiaoxiao would cost so much money, and the classmate who drank the most was already a little bit over the top, pointing at the bar staff and started swearing, just happened to be bad-tempered Zhang Zixuan, who came to relieve his worries, was so frightened that he wanted to cry.

Zhang Zixuan also didn't care about face, and grabbed Lin Weizhen at the door so hard that he would not let go.

Lin Weizhen paused, took Zhang Zixuan's mobile phone and entered a series of numbers.

"Call him if you need anything," Lin Weizhen said, "His name is He Qing."

The author has something to say:

My Mother’s Family Theater:

Jiang Feng: Hello everyone, I am He Qing's family.

Li Xiuyuan: Hello everyone, I am Lin Zai's family.

True Mother's Family Zhang Zixuan: Hello everyone, I am confessing...

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## Chapter 61

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He Qing didn't delay for a second when he received the call, he jumped out of the taxi in a hurry, and when he ran to the door of the bar facing the night wind, he saw Lin Weizhen and Zhang Zixuan walking out.The lights of the neon sign were reflected in Lin Weizhen's eyes, and he was a little surprised when the two looked at each other.

"I really called you here." Lin Weizhen smiled, not standing too firmly.He Qing quickly helped him up, looked him up and down to make sure he was fine, and then glanced at Zhang Zixuan who was standing aside with confession written all over his face.

Zhang Zixuan panicked and talked nonsense. He had met He Qing once or twice in the hospital, and Lin Weizhen gave the emergency number by name. Not coming.He Qing was so frightened that he felt palpitations all the way, and only after meeting him did he ask, "What's going on?"

Like a little quail with its head buried in its wings, Zhang Zixuan replied for Lin Weizhen: "That's right, I apologized to the boss, and I toasted when we talked about how to deal with the loss..."

He Qing was helpless, he had no right to talk about Zhang Zixuan, and he was still a little bit angry at first, but seeing his pitiful appearance, he really couldn't say it.Zhang Zixuan is much thinner than two years ago. After all, he is a blood relative. When he looked down from the side, he looked a little like Lin Weizhen.

Looking at it this way, He Qing was even more speechless.

When Zhang Zixuan and the others were talking back and forth, Lin Weizhen stood there leaning against He Qing, with his eyelids drooping, looking very obedient.He Qing grabbed his hand almost subconsciously and never let go.

"I'll take him back," He Qing sighed, he knew about Lin Weizhen's brothers' schedule, "Your mother can't do without someone."

Zhang Zixuan nodded vigorously, with his hands behind his back, his fingers twisted together, blushing as if he was suppressed by something.When He Qing looked at Lin Weizhen and asked "Are you going home", Zhang Zixuan suddenly bowed awkwardly and said "Thank you".

He has never been short of anything since he was a child, so naturally he doesn't need any big help, and this is the first time to express his sincere thanks.

Zhang Zixuan's face was red, his ears were also red, and the young man looked a little cute when he was serious.He Qing smiled and reached out to pat his shoulder.

"You're welcome," He Qing said, "I'm your brother too."

If it was sincere, He Qing felt a little embarrassed after saying it, as if putting gold on his face.After Zhang Zixuan left, he pulled Lin Weizhen forward again, Lin Weizhen followed obediently, and fell on He Qing within two steps.

He Qing frowned and looked into his eyes: "Drunk?"

Those beautiful eyes were a little out of focus.

Lin Weizhen snorted, not knowing whether to affirm or deny.He didn't smell too much of alcohol, and he didn't say anything nonsense, He Qinggang thought it was nothing serious, but looking at it now, he probably thought it was wrong.

It turns out that people with heavy burdens of idols are also good at drinking.

He Qing frowned in his heart. The unwillingness to speak may be Lin Weizhen's truest side. He doesn't need to be polite and doesn't need to wrong himself to make others happy. Standing there gently, why is it so painful.

He Qing said, "I'll carry you on my back."

Before he finished speaking, he squatted down. Lin Weizhen was stunned for a while, and then he carefully leaned on his back after being pulled by He Qing. He was unconscious, and vaguely heard the most familiar voice say, "Help me up." ".

Zhang Zixuan, who saw this scene not far away, widened his eyes and turned around quickly.

He felt something was wrong just now, why He Qing pulled his hand as soon as he came, and never let go of it.Lin Weizhen felt at ease when he was pulled, the extraordinary trust and tacit understanding did not look like a simple friend.

There is also He Qing's "go home", which is too gentle, and the transition is so natural, completely different from the tone he spoke to himself.

"Calm down," Zhang Zixuan muttered as he walked towards the hospital, "Don't think about it."

The two people who were "imagined" were slowly returning home under the moonlight.

He Qing walks very steadily, and he knows the way where he lives.It was too late and there weren't many people on the street, and occasionally those who came over curiously just took a look.Lin Weizhen's warm breath kept scratching He Qing's face, but he didn't dare to move for fear that the person on his back would fall off.

The head is a bit heavy, but it is very comfortable to lean on He Qing's shoulder.The sound of the heartbeat passed through the fabric, and only the moon knew what it meant.

Lin Weizhen suddenly called out "He Qing" in a low voice.

He Qing paused, turned his face slightly, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

"Don't be angry." Lin Weizhen repeated vaguely twice, "Don't be angry."

He Qing didn't know why his nose was sore, and he walked forward again.Lin Weizhen didn't get a response, so he read it again: "Don't be angry."

"Not angry," He Qing replied, "I'm not angry."

Are you angry?

Maybe it happened, when he flew back alone, when he didn't contact himself, when he smelled disinfectant in the hospital.But that may not be considered angry, but I just feel that I am not strong enough to protect the helplessness of my sweetheart. People's emotions are too complicated to be summed up in one word.

"He Qing," Lin Weizhen repeated again, "don't be angry."

It turned out that he couldn't hear what he answered.

He Qing suddenly realized that Lin Weizhen cared more about him than he imagined. He has been busy in the hospital these days, and he hasn't said much since he returned to China.