The hero is dying every day [Quick Transmigration]

Those who were mercilessly beaten to the point of injury were somewhat overwhelmed.

After going back and forth a few times, Qiao Yinian panted slightly, raised his hand to block the stick coming from his side, but he had no time to pay attention to the attack from the other side, and it was about to fall head-on.

Liang Jingxing, who was forced half a step away from him, saw the stick that was about to fall on Qiao Yinian's shoulder at a glance, and immediately ignored the few people around him, he jumped forward and grabbed the stick tightly, forcing him to stop .

Immediately afterwards, there was a crisp sound, and a dark green beer bottle shattered behind Liang Jingxing's ear.

"Liang Jingxing!" Qiao Yinian turned around, and saw the scene of glass shards splashing.

Although Liang Jingxing didn't show any painful expression, Qiao Yinian couldn't help but twitched his heart, and then couldn't help turning his eyes red.

"Don't you understand people's words? What the hell is wrong with you? Come at me, don't touch him!" Gritting his teeth tightly, Qiao Yinian kicked the gangster who was closest to him away, grabbing the wine bottle The one who pulled it over, kicked him hard in the chest, and kicked the little bastard back a few steps.Immediately afterwards, Qiao Yinian greeted the little bastard with a stick.The little gangster was already unsteady on his feet, so he hurriedly dodged and fell backwards, knocking down several of them.

Among the gangsters who knocked down, there was the little stutterer who had just taken away the stick from Liang Jingxing and who had answered the conversation earlier.

Xiao Jieba had been robbed of his weapon and was a thin and small figure, but Liang Jingxing kicked him out of the crowd and just hit Zhao Jianjun.

"You fucking trash!" Xiao Jieba subconsciously grinned apologetically with his elder brother, and bumped into his elder brother who was in a bad mood.The eldest brother ignored the ingratiating smile on his face, and scolded him with a beard and a stare. "Everyone has been snatched away, and you can still laugh? Hurry up and get out of here!"

The little stammer hurriedly rushed to the small restaurant where he had eaten just now, picked up an unopened bottle of beer, and rushed out again.

This kid's family conditions are not good. He has less mother than others since he was a child, and his own father has more alcoholism problems than other fathers.

His father was tall and burly, and when he drank too much, he always felt that this thin, monkey-like boy was not of his own kind, and that he should be named after the old Wang next door.The more I think about it, the more it feels true, and the angrier I get.

Therefore, Xiao stammered and lived a bad life since he was a child, and he was always beaten.After being frightened a lot, he stuttered.

It's not easy to speak, and people are still stupid.Such a kid is not welcome.

Xiao Jieba grew up in a daze until he was in his teens. His father, who thought he was a wild father, drank to death. Xiao Jieba jumped into the big dye vat of society ahead of time after finishing one-fifth of junior high school.

There is a social elder brother named Zhao Jianjun in the big dye vat, and the little stammer followed Zhao Jianjun to get mixed up in the rivers and lakes.This brother Zhao is loyal and generous to his brothers, especially because he never looks down on him because of his stuttering.So when the little stutter grows so big, the one he admires the most is Brother Zhao.

You should please Brother Zhao when you talk, and you can't let Brother Zhao down when you fight.

At this time, Xiao Jie was holding a beer bottle in his hand, full of fighting spirit.

And his fighting spirit fell to the ground along with the knocked-over crowd and his weak body, and shattered with the beer bottle in his hand, and flowed to the ground together with the frothy beer.

Xiao Jie carefully avoided the broken glass on the ground, pressed a hand of beer, and scrambled to his feet.

Zhao Jianjun was annoyed.

He originally thought that if he wanted to fight Qiao Yinian, he would definitely lose his troops.But God helped him and let him meet Qiao Yinian who was alone.

But he didn't expect that his big group of younger brothers couldn't beat those two people.

It's okay to be stalemate for a long time, but now he was kicked by someone so that the formation was messed up, and the people fell on their backs.

Even the few who had been wounded in arms and legs and shrank to one side and howled, it seemed that there was a lot of mourning on his side.

Zhao Jianjun was angry.

He couldn't bear to reprimand the first few younger brothers who were on the front line and failed, but he couldn't bear to scold the embarrassed one in front of him when he got up and stuttered with beer all over his body.

It was embarrassing to jump out when the battle was called before, but after the fight started, it was lost from the beginning to the end.

He grabbed Xiaojie's collar and grabbed the beer froth in one hand.

This hand of beer foam was like a barrel of gasoline, pouring mercilessly on his anger, causing his anger to explode.

"Can you fucking do a good job??" Zhao Jianjun lifted him, lifted the little man who was just over 1.6 meters high with his heels off the ground, and leaned on his toes to support his body. "Fucking people who lose me, you just get out!"

The little stammer vaguely seemed to have returned to the time when he was picked up by his tall father when he was a child.

He didn't care about Yikusitian's fear, but his heart was full of sadness.

He saw his disappointment in himself from the face of brother Zhao whom he admired the most.

Although Zhao Jianjun was just too angry at this time, he found a soft persimmon and squeezed it to vent his anger.But the little stutterer is used to being inferior, and because his brain is not working well, he can't understand Brother Zhao's emotions at the moment.

Zhao Jianjun threw him aside, and rushed forward with his stick.

Without noticing at all, the little stammer's world collapsed.

Zhao Jianjun thought to himself, a bunch of trash, if Brother Zhao had been like you when he fought the world, he would have been beaten to death in the alley long ago.

His stick was whistling with wind, and for a moment, he seemed to have the aura of Monkey King, and he greeted Qiao Yinian heavily.

When he hit this stick, he was quite complacent, as if he wanted to teach the younger brothers a lesson from this difficult Qiao Yinian.

In the end, before the stick touched Qiao Yinian, Liang Jingxing stopped him.Before Zhao Jianjun could react, the stick in Liang Jingxing's hand fell on his elbow, making his arm and right hand numb for a while.

Brother Zhao originally wanted to solo, but was easily slapped in the face by others.

The little brothers next to him rushed up to escort him.Zhao Jianjun was shaking his arms and trying to concentrate on fighting again, when he saw a silver light flash in front of him.

Before he could react, he saw that Xiao Jieba was copying a small dagger of mutton from a barbecue shop in his hand, with a bloody smell, mutton smell and murderous aura of losing his sanity on the small dagger, like a 1.6 meter [-] The small cannonballs headed straight for Qiao Yihou from behind.

Zhao Jianjun was startled by his appearance, and was about to speak out to stop him, but the movement of his body was much slower than the speed of his brain.

A silver light with red blood streaks flashed in Qiao Yinian's peripheral vision. Before he could realize what it was, Liang Jingxing pulled him into his arms.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the blade entering the flesh was heard.

He turned his head, and saw Liang Jingxing looking down at him with no expression on his face, but his lips turned pale instantly.

Liang Jingxing clenched the stick in his hand tightly, his palm was covered with cold sweat from the pain.

Although the knife for cutting mutton was neither big nor very sharp, but at that time, the little stammer had the posture of burning jade and stone, and the energy in his hand seemed to be chiseling rock with a hammer.

The dagger in Xiao Jieba's hand was dripping with blood. He stared at the dagger for two seconds before he realized the situation.The hand holding the dagger began to tremble uncontrollably, but the more it trembled, the tighter the grip became. He wanted to let go of it quickly, but he couldn't control his constantly exerting fingers.

He subconsciously looked at Zhao Jianjun.

Although Zhao Jianjun has been in the society for ten years, although he has done a lot of fighting, at most he has violated the Public Security Management Punishment Law. He has never dared to do other major things, and he has never done anything. thing.

Zhao Jianjun's eyes widened, staring at the little stammer, unable to say anything, and subconsciously backed away.

The circle of punks around them were also stunned by the battle, and stood there holding their sticks.

Little Stutter felt a burst of uncontrollable confusion, although he couldn't tell what kind of mood it was.

He lowered his eyes again, staring at the knife in his hand that was dripping with blood.

"...Liang Jingxing!?" Qiao Yinian's eyes immediately shifted from his face to behind him, and he saw the silver-reflecting knife held in Xiao Jie's hand one step later.

Liang Jingxing leaned forward uncontrollably, putting part of his body weight on Qiao Yinian's back.

Qiao Yinian turned around quickly, supporting his body with his hands.

Looking at him like this, Qiao Yinian couldn't help his nose sore, and his eyes turned red.His hands trembled a little, and he repeatedly asked "Are you okay" in a low voice before reaching out to touch his wound.

"It's okay." Liang Jingxing raised his hand to hold him down as if afraid of being seen by him, and said in a low voice. "You just let me support... just support me."

The owner of the food stall shop did not know when he secretly called the police.The red and blue lights of the police car shone into the night, and the sound of several sirens intertwined, from far to near, tore apart the dead silence at this time.

☆. Two or three things that school bullies and school bullies have to say (15)

This group of gangsters, except for the little stutterer, were all handcuffed to the detention center for security detention.

According to the law, 16 years old is a threshold.Many people who commit crimes before the age of 16 will not be able to go to prison, but after the age of 16, they must go to prison.

Unfortunately, Little Stutter celebrated his 16th birthday last month.If the crime of intentional injury like his was committed last month, only the parents will take it home for education.

But he has no parents, so it is estimated that he will take the path of "government custody".

At the moment, Xiao Jieba is wearing handcuffs that have been warmed by his body, and staring at the policeman who is taking notes through the iron fence, his hands are placed on the table, clasped together, trembling uncontrollably .

Whatever the police asked, he answered obediently.But his expression is not repentant and docile, but a kind of numbness that wanders beyond the sky.

He suddenly missed the father who beat him like the flesh and blood of the old king next door when he drank too much.

After all, if he made a big mistake outside, this de facto biological father would not ignore it.

But the Brother Zhao he admired was different, he would not care about his own life, and there was no need to care about it.

So now, he is completely alone in the world.

"Don't be afraid." The policeman, who had lowered his head to record, raised his head and was just about to ask the next question. Seeing his shivering wooden face, he comforted him. "You are not yet an adult, so you can deal with it lightly."

"...Thank you...thank you." The little stutterer who had never used civilized language thanked the policeman for his kindness, and thanked him bluntly.

"You're welcome. You just explained that..."

"Police—police, comrade." Little stammer interrupted the policeman's questioning, shook hands, and asked. "That—the person who was, was stabbed by me—he, he,..."

Little stuttered "he" for a long time, but couldn't say anything.

"He's not dead." The policeman answered without forcing him to finish his sentence. "The injury is not too serious, but the specific situation needs to be identified by the hospital."

It's okay not to die, it's okay not to die.

The little stutterer nodded, but said nothing.

"I'm so scared now, I should have thought of it when I stabbed someone." The policeman was not very old, and he had just worked for a few years. Facing such a thin, small, and underage child, he couldn't help feeling a little bit in his heart. Compassionate, I couldn't help but say a few more words. "When you go to prison in the future, reflect on yourself, and do less impulsive things when you come out. ... If you have the opportunity in there, read more books while you are young."

Listening to his words, Xiao stammered, his cold and numb nerves seemed to be warmed up, and he began to feel some sensations, feeling mental pain.

The sockets of his eyes turned red suddenly, and then tears rolled up at a visible speed.

People who have not been in touch with kindness will not feel pain.

But once he touches even a little bit of kindness from a stranger, it will touch his nerves that should be painful and make him feel the pain.

The little stammer that had been numb and dull since he stabbed Liang Jingxing, the expression on his face finally regained the vividness that a person should have.

Little Stutter raised his handcuffed hands and covered his face.

"Thank... thank you, police, police and..."

The little one who was not good at speaking was choked up with a sob, and was even more speechless, so he simply changed the ending sound into a sob, and let out a cry.

Tears soaked into his fingers.

The self-blame for stabbing someone, the fear of going to prison, the loneliness of being alone and the confusion about the future burst out at this time.

The policeman sitting there couldn't ask any more questions. He opened his mouth a few times but didn't know how to continue the questioning, so he turned his eyes to the colleague outside the one-way glass for help.

The two policemen had just received the news from the hospital, and they were talking solemnly, when they suddenly saw the policemen in the interrogation room cast their gazes.

One of them subconsciously waved at him, only to realize that he couldn't see the situation outside, so he stepped forward, pushed the door in and signaled him to come out.

"Officer He." The policeman who called him out whispered to him before he could speak. "The hospital just sent a message saying that the victim's injury is not too serious. But..."

"Huh? But what?" he asked.

"But the injured child is the only son of the special love who died a few years ago in the city bureau."

The news soon spread throughout the police station, and then to the Municipal Public Security Bureau without stopping.

Sun Guoquan, the leader of the anti-narcotics team of the Municipal Bureau, who was watching his subordinates to check and monitor overnight, heard the news, and ignored the work under his hand, so he called a deputy team leader to explain a few words, and then rushed to the city. I went to the hospital.

Ji's father used to be his superior. When he first left the police academy, he followed Ji's father in the field and was brought out by Ji's father.

Later, Ji's father passed away and adopted his son to his brother-in-law.At that time, Sun Guoquan always went to see Liang Jingxing, caring about his study and life.

Sun Guoquan had no other ideas, he just wanted to do something for the old leader.

But he is an outsider, in the eyes of some people, it is quite annoying to always run towards other people's houses like this.After a few visits, Liang Jiangfeng's wife found him annoying.

"If you think that Ji Jingxing will be wronged in my house, take him back to your own house and raise him. Don't come to our house every day. Who are you acting for?"

So, from then on, Sun Guoquan seldom came to see Liang Jingxing.Afterwards, he became the leader of the anti-drug team, and the work in the team was so busy day and night that he gradually couldn't take care of the old leader's children.

That's where things went wrong.

Sun Guoquan felt very guilty along the way, and all he could think of was the past when Ji's father brought him.

Speaking of it, he has no guardianship responsibility for Liang Jingxing, but Ji's father treated him like a brother. Ji's father passed away and could not take care of his children, but he, the living... was just doing nothing .

Sun Guoquan felt extremely guilty.

It was midnight when he arrived at the hospital.Liang Jingxing's injury was healed and he was pushed from the operating room to the ward. The doctor called Qiao Jiming out of the ward and explained his condition in the corridor.

"...No internal organs were injured, but the wound was too deep, and the surface of the murder weapon was also very unclean. Although it has been treated, there is still a danger of inflammation. There is also a scratch on the back of the patient's neck with a sharp weapon..."

Sun Guoquan found the door of the ward and heard the doctor's words.

"Doctor..." He walked over and was about to ask, when Qiao Jiming grabbed his arm.

"Comrade policeman," Qiao Jiming said with a strong hand, pulling him to face him.Although the expression on Qiao Jiming's face was not very arrogant, his tone was completely domineering. "This matter is already very serious. I hope you will punish the murderer severely in sentencing."

Sun Guoquan was stunned for a moment, not knowing what this entrepreneur in the city was telling him.

Firstly, he had never dealt with criminal cases, and secondly, he never imagined that Liang Jingxing would have any relationship with Qiao Jiming.

It took him a while to realize what Qiao Jiming was talking about.He looked down at the police uniform he hadn't had time to change, and then went to Qiao Jiming: "Are you...?"

Before he could finish asking, Qiao Jiming revealed his identity boldly: "I am the parent of the victim."

Sun Guoquan:? ?

Where did Liang Jingxing's father appear again?

The two talked for a long time before they figured out this intricate identity.

"I said this kid looks good and good." Qiao Jiming couldn't help but praise. "I didn't expect to be the descendants of heroes."

Sun Guoquan vaguely said that Liang Jingxing's father was a policeman who died in the line of duty, and did not mention the secret service.

Hearing this praise, Sun Guo, who was brought out by Ji's father, couldn't help but proudly echoed: "Yes, he followed his father."

Then, Sun Guoquan asked again: "That season...how is Liang Jingxing's situation now?"

"I just finished the operation, so I haven't had anesthesia yet." Qiao Jiming replied. "It's not life-threatening, but I have to rest for a while, and the child is still suffering." Speaking of this, Qiao Jiming brought up the old story again. "The prisoner who stabbed Liang Jingxing must let him..."

"It's also a child." Sun Guoquan said softly, unlike this protective and arrogant businessman. "Just turned 16 years old, not sensible."

"——It's all those cronies my son knows!" Zhizi Mo Rufu, who heard that he was also a child, Qiao Jiming probably knew what kind of group they were. "I haven't even asked him what's going on! This kid has been fooling around outside all day. He has nothing to do with himself, but he has harmed such a good child..."

While talking, Qiao Jiming became more and more angry, pushed open the door of the ward and walked in.

Sun Guoquan also followed into the ward.

On the hospital bed, Liang Jingxing lay there pitifully.The dagger was stabbed from the back of his waist, the wound was on his back, and the back of his neck still had a wound from the beer bottle, which was just picked out by the doctor for glass shards.

So Liang Jingxing couldn't lie down and sleep from neck to waist.

Qiao Yinian was wearing that crumpled white hoodie with a lot of Liang Jingxing's blood on his body, and he sat silently by the bed and stared at Liang Jingxing in a daze.

Hearing the movement at the door, Qiao Yinian stood up reflexively from the side of the bed, stared at Qiao Jiming with red eyes, and asked in a low voice eagerly and afraid of disturbing the person on the bed: "Dad, what did the doctor say?"

Looking at Qiao Yinian's appearance at this moment, although Qiao Jiming was full of anger, he was so distressed that he didn't know how to vent it.He pursed his lips and said, "The doctor said it's nothing serious. You ran outside all day today, and you have to go to class tomorrow, so you..."

"Dad, I'll wait until Liang Jingxing wakes up before leaving," Qiao Yinian said.

Qiao Jiming opened his mouth, but still didn't say any words of rejection, he just nodded indulgently: "I'll call you to ask for leave later."

——Anyway, Qiao Yinian's bad grades are not bad for one day or two classes.

"Are you...?" Qiao Yinian turned his gaze to the man in police uniform behind Qiao Jiming again.

"This is Liang Jingxing's father's colleague." Qiao Jiming said. "Surnamed Sun, you call him Uncle Sun."

Liang Jingxing's father's colleague, Sun.

Qiao Yinian couldn't help but froze.

According to the plot, after Liang Jingxing's death, it was Liang Jingxing's father's colleague Sun Guoquan who arrested the criminal gang.

☆. Two or three things that school bullies and school bullies have to say (16)

Liang Jingxing woke up the next morning.

The strength of the anesthetic on his body has passed, and now the wound stabbed by the dagger hurts intermittently.He woke up in a daze, his head was dizzy, his stomach was twitching slightly, and he was refluxing acid water.

Sleeping on my stomach was not comfortable at all, my arms and chest hurt from the pressure, and I had to put my face on the pillow.

One arm is turned over awkwardly, the back of the hand is resting on the pillow, and the IV is hanging from it.

Liang Jingxing was about to turn over subconsciously, and then he fell on something sleepily.

The thing grunted when he pressed it, and then rubbed out from under him.

"Liang Jingxing, are you awake?" The thing that had rubbed off was whispering and rustling for a moment, then asked in a hoarse voice.

Liang Jingxing recognized that it was Qiao Yinian's voice.

He opened his eyes and was about to turn over and sit up. Before he could feel the tearing pain in the back of his neck and waist, Qiao Yinian held him down.

"Don't move around!" Qiao Yinian's voice still had a nasal sound of just waking up, sounding dazed. "Otherwise the wound will burst open in a while."

Liang Jingxing turned his head sideways with difficulty, and saw Qiao Yinian squatting down in front of him, with his face facing his own.

It was already bright outside the window.Today's weather seems to be particularly good, the sky is clear and the sun is clear.The sun shone on Qiao Yinian's face, and it could be seen that his complexion was not very good, his eyes were red, and his eyes were also black and blue.

"Does your wound hurt now? Let's see if you have a hair..." Qiao Yinian stretched out his hand to cover Liang Jingxing's forehead, and touched a hot spot.

"Why do you have such a severe fever!" Qiao Yinian was a little flustered, and hurriedly reached out to ring the bell beside the bed. "Blame me, blame me, when my dad left, he told me to try your temperature for a while, why did I fall asleep..."

Qiao Yinian was frightened to death, but Liang Jingxing didn't feel anything.He whispered: "Don't worry, it's not hard." He was about to turn over.

"Oh, why are you so disobedient!" Qiao Yinian hurriedly held him down. "You can't move, the injury on your waist has just been healed!"

"...It's uncomfortable lying on my stomach." Liang Jingxing said with a bit of grievance in his tone.

"..." Qiao Yinian looked at his breathless posture, paused, and went to find a pillow to cushion his chin.

The doctor opened the door and came in, lifted Liang Jingxing's hospital gown to check the bleeding from the wound, took his temperature, changed the drip bottle, and prescribed a few doses of antipyretic and anti-inflammatory medicines.

"Don't move around these few days, if you press on the wound, it will crack." The doctor warned. "The knife is so dirty, there were signs of infection last night, so inflammation is normal, and it will be better in two days."

Qiao Yinian thanked the doctor repeatedly and sent him out of the ward.

"You didn't go to class?" When Qiao Yinian closed the door, Liang Jingxing turned his face to the side, resting his face on his pillow, looking at him, and asked slowly.

"...What class are you taking!" Qiao Yinian turned his head and glared at him. "What if you die here at night and nobody cares!"

Seeing his fierce expression, Liang Jingxing suddenly rolled his eyes and laughed.

"...What are you laughing at?"

"I've never found you so cute before." Liang Jingxing replied with a smile.

"???"

"You used the wrong word, Liang Jingxing, thanks to your high scores in Chinese every time." Qiao Yinian sat back in front of his bed. "Such a tall, handsome, handsome man, you call me cute?"

Liang Jingxing only squinted his eyes and smiled, but didn't speak.

"——Are you hungry? Aunt Li will deliver food later." Qiao Yinian was so watched that he didn't know where to put his hands, so he took an apple from the table next to him, and took out a fruit knife to peel the apple for Liang Jingxing.

"Fortunately, I'm not very hungry." Liang Jingxing lay there, tilting his head, watching Qiao Yinian's clumsy movements.

The eldest young master is served at home, and there are many people outside.Holding an apple in my hand at this moment is like holding a landmine that has been unleashed, as if I am facing a big enemy, I can't hold it firmly.Not to mention his apple-peeling skills, the peeled skin can be half an inch thick, and it is still stuttering, with a posture that will greet his fingers at any time.

"Stop peeling apples, I don't like apples." Liang Jingxing saw him peeling twice, and stopped him loudly.

"—Why are you such a picky eater?" Qiao Yinian glanced at him and taught him a serious lesson. "You don't know, apples are rich in—um... that element," Qiao Yinian couldn't name a professional term, so he vaguely said, "In short, it's pretty good."

"Then cut it off." Liang Jingxing was lying on the bed right now, unable to do anything.Even if he wanted to reach out and grab the knife from Qiao Yinian's hand, he couldn't do it.So he lay there and said. "Slow down, the knife is sharp."

"Liang Jingxing, I think you have suffered such a serious injury, but you still can't stop your nagging." Qiao Yinian snorted coldly.

Liang Jingxing couldn't help laughing.His Adam's apple was pressed against the pillow, and was pressed by external force. When he smiled like this, his voice was low and deep, with the magnetism that the voice of a young man didn't have.This laughter made Qiao Yinian hear it, as if being gently scratched by a hair, it made his ears numb.

Qiao Yinian pursed his lips, and muttered, "I've been happy since I opened my eyes, it seems that this knife doesn't hurt."

"It's okay." Liang Jingxing said with his chin resting on the pillow, squinting his eyes with a smile.

It's actually not that good.

Although the knife didn't hurt the internal organs, it did penetrate firmly into the abdomen.Although the wound had been sterilized and sutured last night, the anesthesia had worn off long ago, and the pain in the back of his neck could be completely overwhelmed by the bursts of severe pain.

But with Qiao Yinian in front of him, Liang Jingxing was inexplicably unable to show a painful expression.

Looking at him, it's like a spring breeze, the pain can be completely ignored.

How could this person be so amazing?Liang Jingxing thought to himself looking at Qiao Yinian who lowered his head to peel apples.Could it be that I met him in my previous life, otherwise how could I... like him so much.

As long as he is in front of her, the eyes can't avoid him, and I can't control my heart...it's all about him.

"Qiao Yi Nian." Liang Jingxing said. "So far, is there anyone you like?"

"...Huh?" Qiao Yinian didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he lowered his head and peeled the apples.Hearing Liang Jingxing's sudden words, he couldn't help but tremble, almost blood staining the broken apple in his hand that was shattered by him.

He blinked, raised his head, and looked at Liang Jingxing with a slightly dull gaze.

Qi Wei.

The boy in his mind that he had deliberately forgotten was pulled out of the corner of his memory because of Liang Jingxing's simple sentence.

The person in front of him was too similar to Qi Wei.

Originally in that world, he had vague thoughts about the task object.He originally intended to deliberately forget about that person, but he didn't expect that the task target in this world, with that similar face, was obsessively entangled with him.

Of course, the more reason is that I have ulterior motives, so I feel that these normal contacts with me are bad intentions.

However, he clearly saw some emotions in Liang Jingxing's eyes that he was unwilling to admit.

Qiao Yinian became flustered and irritable for no reason.

"...No." He lowered his eyes again in a little haste, forcing himself to act as if nothing had happened, and concentrate on dealing with the apple in his hand. "—Why are you asking this?"

Qiao Yinian's expression fell into Liang Jingxing's eyes.

Liang Jingxing had no way of guessing Qiao Yinian's actual thoughts.But he read something else from Qiao Yinian's behavior.

As soon as the boy heard his words, he raised his eyes to look at him vigilantly.Although the young man was silent for a while, his eyes looked at him without blinking, and his expression was full of nervousness that his little thoughts had been discovered.

Then he lowered his head and pretended to say no.

"...Nothing, just asking casually." Liang Jingxing replied.

But in his heart, he was already certain that this young man had the same thoughts as himself.

The joy of being in love is indescribable.

Liang Jingxing rested his chin on the pillow, and turned to look at Qiao Yinian.The more I look at him, the more pleasing I find him.Thinking that he also likes me, I can't suppress the joy in my heart.

Such a good person, he likes me too.

Even Qiao Yinian's deliberately dodged gaze was a little shy and cute in his eyes.

Liang Jingxing has always been a person with excellent self-control, but at this moment he couldn't restrain the urge to reach out and hug this person in his arms.

Thanks to the dagger that Xiao Jie stabbed through his back last night, he was forced to keep calm.

Liang Jingxing thought to himself, don't worry, just wait a little longer.

When you get out of the hospital, just stay with Qiao Yinian - this kid is too shy to speak up, or even dare to admit it, it doesn't matter.

These can all be done by yourself.

If it was pushed back, he felt that he couldn't wait any longer.I don't care about the college entrance examination or graduation.

The school rules... have to be violated.

Liang Jingxing squinted his eyes and smiled, unconsciously making a lot of plans for the two of them.

"Last night, a friend of your father's came to see you." Qiao Yinian was eager to change the subject, and couldn't sit still before peeling an apple a few times, and said. "Surnamed Sun, said to be from the Public Security Bureau."

"En." Liang Jingxing nodded. "It's my dad's colleague."

"Which department of the Public Security Bureau does Uncle Sun belong to?" Qiao Yinian asked casually.

"It's from the anti-narcotics team." Liang Jingxing replied without hesitation. "It should be the team leader—I haven't contacted him for two years, and he was still a deputy two years ago."

"Very powerful." Qiao Yinian nodded.

The leader of the anti-narcotics team of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

Qiao Yinian felt that to avoid Liang Jingxing's death, this person was an extremely critical role.As long as he has enough information about the suspect, he can arrest the gang before Liang Jingxing dies.

As for the news about these suspects, Qiao Yinian didn't have any information here, but Liang Jiangfeng did.

Coincidentally, when Liang Jiangfeng became addicted to drugs, he met a core member of the drug cartel.

Through Liang Jiangfeng, you can know this person's movements.And knowing this person's movements, you can find out the gang's location.

Qiao Yinian wanted to complete the tasks in this world as soon as possible, and get out as soon as possible - so that he could get away from this kind of emotion that he didn't understand at all.

"Go to class in the afternoon, don't delay too much class." Liang Jingxing said. "Don't stay here with me."

Qiao Yinian gave a absent-minded hum, and was planning to go to the Public Security Bureau to find Sun Guoquan in the afternoon.

The apple in his hand has finally gone through a sea of ​​swords and flames. Although it has become smaller by a large circle, it has lost its skin anyway.

But it looks like a pitted potato.

Qiao Yinian calmly handed the apple to Liang Jingxing.

Just at this time, Aunt Li entered the door with the insulated box, and as soon as she entered, she saw Liang Jingxing awkwardly administering an IV with one hand, and struggling to pick up the slightly oxidized potato cubes with the other.

"It's early in the morning, how can anyone eat apples on an empty stomach!" Aunt Li rushed in three steps at a time, and slapped Qiao Yinian's hand that was handing the apple away. "Xiaoliang is already injured, but if you make such a fuss, your stomach will be broken again!"

Qiao Yinian was slapped by her and almost dropped the apple on the ground.He retracted his hand embarrassingly, brought the apple to his mouth, and took a bite.

"I didn't want to feed him—I just showed him."

Liang Jingxing looked at the piece of apple that he had lost but couldn't help feeling a little pity in his heart.

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That afternoon, Qiao Yinian successfully met Sun Guoquan at the Public Security Bureau, and told him the information he knew.Sun Guoquan also told him that he would arrange people to pay attention to Liang Jiangfeng's movements.

Qiao Yinian breathed a sigh of relief.

The price of this relief was that when he went to the hospital that night, he was taught another lesson by Liang Jingxing.

"I don't know what was said in the afternoon?" Liang Jingxing asked him with a frown. "Then what have you been doing this afternoon?"

Qiao Yinian sat on the chair beside the bed, faltering and unable to speak.

Liang Jingxing rested his chin on the pillow, turned his head sideways, looked at him with a frown, and asked in a more serious tone: "What are you doing?"

Quite like a daughter-in-law waiting at home to question her late husband.

"I went out to play with someone." Qiao Yinian hesitated.

"Are you out fooling around with others again?" Liang Jingxing frowned. "Did you secretly smoke again?"

"--No!!"

"Come closer." Liang Jingxing said in doubt.

Qiao Yinian got up reluctantly and squatted beside the bed. "Why?"

Liang Jingxing sniffed him.

He didn't smell the nasty smell of tobacco that Qiao Yinian often had on him, only a faint but noticeable scent of grass and woods, wrapped in a few traces of laundry detergent.

Liang Jingxing was slightly satisfied, but he said again: "I asked Teacher Zhou this afternoon, and she said you didn't come to class."

"...!?" Qiao Yinian stared. "You still ask the teacher to check the post!?"

Liang Jingxing hummed as it should.

"—Liang Jingxing, if it weren't for you not being able to move now," Qiao Yinian said with a rather fierce expression, grinding his back molars. "I'm going to beat you."

"Well, let's beat it up." Liang Jingxing said perfunctorily.

After Liang Jingxing's words fell, Qiao Yinian realized that this man looked very weak, but his force value was obviously higher than his own.

"...Are you still afraid that I will beat you up!" Qiao Yinian couldn't help feeling a little annoyed that he had been fooled.

"Don't be afraid." Liang Jingxing said with a smile. "However, if you don't study hard again, I will beat you when I recover."

Consciously or unintentionally, the articulation of the last two words resembled Qiao Yinian's tone every time he threatened him.

"...!?"

"From now on, take notes in class every day." Liang Jingxing continued to order. "I can't go to class, I have to use your notes to study."

"...Are you studying with my notes??" Qiao Yinian couldn't control the surprised expression on his face when he heard what he said. "I'm afraid you want to take the seventh-to-last exam."

"I can find mistakes in your notes." Liang Jingxing said with a smile.

"..."

This person is good at studying, and he is good at fighting, and his mouth can't be refuted.Talking to this man is just so infuriating.

Qiao Yinian snorted, noncommittal.

However, Liang Jingxing saw his performance, so he acquiesced.

Liang Jingxing didn't suddenly ask Qiao Yinian to take notes on his own whim.

That afternoon, Qiao Yinian went out without even carrying his schoolbag.Although he didn't read books when he went to school, every time he went to school, he always wanted to carry his "[-]" on his back like a treasure.

But not today.