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When Cen Xun got up, he staggered a bit, the last kick on his leg was not weak, he suddenly fell to his knees and probably suffered from numbness, his right leg was still stiff, and Yan Huaiqing held him steady, with one leg Jumping and sitting down on the stairs, Cen Xun was patting his body covered in dust, coughing from the particles splashed in the air.

The bandage on the forearm slid down messily, revealing a large area of ​​red. The situation was urgent just now, and Yan Huaiqing didn't have time to take a closer look at the wound on his body. Now I can't bear to look at it. What kind of conflict can a child have in school? In this kind of injured situation, he had to face the group fight alone. Seeing Cen Xun's delicate skin and tender flesh, he did not expect to be so courageous, and felt a little bit of admiration in his heartache for a while.

Yan Huaiqing got up to pick up the books and stationery scattered all over the floor, and put them back in the schoolbag one by one. After finishing the schoolbag and zipping it, he turned around and walked over, picked up the knuckles that had slipped to the corner, and then he was in Cen's office. Xun sat down beside him, twirling the knuckles with his slender knuckles, feeling a little helpless, "You dare to single out so many people with this, aren't you afraid that it will be even worse if they snatch it?"

Cen Xun stopped coughing, and reached out to get things, without the slightest look of being embarrassed and defeated, he said nonchalantly, "I never thought about it."

No matter what, Yan Huaiqing did help a lot today, and Cen Xun didn't hide anything, and confessed frankly, "At that time, I was already in the surveillance range, and the video of them beating someone could be seen by adjusting the surveillance."

Although the monitoring content is usually automatically overwritten after seven days, the dean is cautious, and basically checks the monitoring video the next day in case the thief or accident occurs in the middle of the night. Xiao Ji has recorded so many times, and then found that the school If there is a fight in the school, it will be dealt with severely. The dean will definitely talk to Xiao Ji's parents. As long as he doesn't pursue it in the end, and let Uncle Ping come to the school, then the matter will be over.

Yan Huaiqing murmured, raised his eyebrows and turned to look at him. He was so thoughtful at such a young age, but it was too risky for him to bet on himself. He raised his hand and poked Cen Xun's knee, and sure enough, he heard the child hiss and twitch. Angry, a little funny, "So you let people rub on the ground?"

Cen Xunmo was silent for a moment, he was wearing knuckles just in case, and he knew that he would suffer a little bit anyway, but he was only a 15-year-old boy, and his youthful temperament made him unwilling to be manipulated by the other party like this Especially if this matter continues, Cen Hang may still know about it, so he is even more resistant and can't care about so much. He suddenly heard Yan Huaiqing's teasing, and muttered a little angrily, "They are also injured."

Yan Huaiqing couldn't laugh or cry, he knelt down to show the injury on his leg, but he was still yelling at him, "Do you still think you made money?"

Cen Xun shrank subconsciously, and Yan Huaiqing grabbed his ankle, "Hey, don't move, I'll show you." He heard a knock when he came over just now, and it must have been hard.

Yan Huaiqing is the only child in the family. When he was seven years old, his mother conceived a younger brother. Later, he suffered from dystocia and died twice. He was depressed for a long time because of this. After that, he always loved the juniors around him very much. Then he moved to city A with his father. The neighbors in the new residence are all office workers who leave early and return late. In addition, he was busy studying after high school, and most of the classmates in his class were from different circles, so he gradually lost the energy to communicate. Friends, let alone getting to know a junior.

Cen Xun is well-behaved and beautiful, but has a stubborn temper. If he hadn't happened to bump into this incident today, he might be hurt in the end. Yan Huaiqing's heart is soft. If his brother can grow up, he will be stronger than Cen Xun. If he was younger, he would definitely not let his younger brother suffer such grievances.

The numb knee has regained consciousness, and now it hurts badly. Cen Xun tensed his body and obediently asked Yan Huaiqing to check the injury. After the trouser legs were pulled back, there was a large area of ​​bruises, and there was blood in one place. It looked scary, and Yan Huaiqing frowned. Frowning, he couldn't help but say, "Don't take care of yourself in the future, don't you still have family members? Why do you toss yourself like this?"

Cen Xun raised his eyes and glanced over, thinking that this person is very interesting. Even if Cen Hang knew, he probably ordered Uncle Ping to take someone to the best hospital to take an X-ray to see his injuries. Just as he was about to speak, he heard someone calling him. Turning around, he saw Uncle Ping hurrying over here, and the conversation was cut off just like that.

Uncle Ping slowed down his heartbeat, and when he saw Cen Xun in distress, he covered his chest in pain, and hurried over, "Oh, why did it happen again, I will send you to the hospital immediately."

He deliberately went out early today, but encountered a rear-end accident on the road. The driveway was too congested.

Cen Xun was supported to stand up, Yan Huaiqing helped him carry his schoolbag and went to the school gate together. When he passed the security booth, the security guard was startled. Fortunately, Yan Huaiqing had already wrapped the bandage for him just now. He only said that he hurt his knee and his face There was no wound on the body, so the matter was prevaricated.

Yan Huaiqing sensed something was wrong. The students here are either rich or expensive. Folding a fingernail is like cutting a finger. Since Cen Xun has a driver to pick him up, he still refuses to let people know that someone is embarrassing him. Suddenly, he has mixed feelings .

When Cen Xun finally got into the back seat of the car, Yan Huaiqing turned around and was about to leave when he heard Cen Xun's voice, "That...your name?"

Yan Huaiqing bent his eyes and said quickly, "Yan Huaiqing, he said An Yan, the arms in his arms are so clear, how about you?"

The breeze picked up, just blowing away the broken hair on Cen Xun's forehead, revealing his bright eyes, and his crisp voice was very soft and pleasant to hear, "Cen Xun, Shan Jin Cen, Xun Xun's Xun."

The last voice was overwhelmed by the sudden wind, Yan Huaiqing sounded like Xun who was looking for you, with a bright smile on his lips, "Okay, I will remember."