remaining debt

While waiting for the bus at the bus station the next day, I met Qi Yue again.

As soon as she saw him, she waved excitedly: "Hi, you are finally here! You are 5 minutes late today, if you are later, you will be late!"

The bus stop is 300 meters diagonally across from the barbecue shop. When Yu Yan came out of the shop, he saw 805 flashing by quickly.

Qi Yue said that he was 5 minutes late, which means she didn't get on the bus when it came.

"Are you waiting for me?" Yu Yan was very surprised.

"That's right! At first I thought you were leaving, but when I got into the car, I saw you walking over there, so I jumped down and waited for you to join me."

"W-why did you wait for me?" Yu Yan didn't like contacting girls at all, Qi Yue was so familiar, he was so unaccustomed to it that he stuttered a bit when speaking.

"Because I want to ask you about a math problem, I've been thinking about it for two days, and I really can't figure it out."

Qi Yue's expression was very sincere, and Yu Yan realized that he was thinking too much, so he squeezed out a smile and said, "What topic? Let me see."

For other people's advice, Yu Yan has never spared time, and will answer every step with his heart, but often forgets the time.

Qi Yue is also a top student, and the two had different ways of solving problems, so they couldn't help having a heated discussion. In this atmosphere, half an hour's drive passed by, and finally, just before getting off the car, Qi Yue clasped his fists in admiration: " The No. [-] Scholar really lived up to its reputation, and I lost!"

Yu Yan laughed as he got out of the car: "You are exaggerating, in fact, you are just stuck in a dead end..."

But before he could finish speaking, he felt someone hit his shoulder hard. Unprepared, he fell forward in an instant, and then fell to the ground with his whole body.

Although Chuchun was still wearing thick clothes, his knees hurt like hell, and both palms were covered with bloodstains.

Of course, this is not the most important thing. The important thing is that there are too many people around. His fall naturally attracted countless eyes.

He wanted to get up, but he forgot that he had a foot injury, so he pushed his foot hard and fell to the ground again.

The discussion became even worse, and he wanted to run away.

Fortunately, Qi Yue immediately jumped out of the car to help him up. He had just stood up when he saw her rushing to the front, grabbed a boy's schoolbag and shouted loudly: "Do you have a tutor? You can't even apologize if you bumped into someone." Can't talk?"

The other party looked like a bastard at first glance, and he talked foolishly: "Which eye of yours saw that I hit you? The orphan is still talking about tutoring with others, it's funny!"

Qi Yue is 1.5 meters five, thin, very petite, and has a handsome and quiet face. Naturally, the boy didn't pay attention to her. Yu Yan was also very worried, fearing that she would cry if she couldn't stand the insult.

Unexpectedly, Qi Yue pulled the boy violently with one hand, and then turned around hard. Three seconds later, the boy was thrown heavily to the ground.

The other party grinned in pain, tried to stand up but was kicked to the ground by her.

There were exclamations and boos all around.

"You are the only one who can swear? Heh, orphan? Do you believe that I really beat you into an orphan?" Qi Yue's eyes and tone were contemptuous, "Also, I can see it with both eyes, and I I even took a picture, here, let me show you."

After Qi Yue finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone from his pants pocket, opened the photo album and showed him the video.

The video completely captured his bumping behavior.

The man couldn't speak immediately, his face turned blue and white, and when he got up, he could only say: "You wait for me! See if I don't find someone to beat you to death!"

Qi Yue crossed his arms and hummed softly through his nose: "Okay, the apprentices in my taekwondo gym and I are waiting for you."

The man was stunned for a moment, and he didn't speak anymore, the running speed betrayed him.

As soon as the coward left, the crowd of spectators gradually dispersed, and Qi Yue came to help Yu Yan again. Yu Yan was dumbfounded just now, but he was still surprised at this moment: "You know Taekwondo?"

Qi Yue helped him as he walked and answered, "Yes, my family owns a Taekwondo gym, and it has a history of 30 years."

"It's amazing... By the way, you just caught him pushing me? How did you just catch it?"

Qi Yue said: "Actually, I noticed that he was staring at you in the car. I was very vigilant, so I quietly turned on the phone to record."

"Thank you, thank you so much!" Yu Yan thanked you repeatedly, "I really don't know how to repay you..."

Qi Yue laughed heartily: "You just solved a difficult problem for me, this is the reward."

"It's just a question, it's just a matter of raising your hands..." Yu Yan said embarrassedly.

"Maybe there are still many problems in the future, and this will depend a lot on you, the champion!"

Qi Yue spoke in the gesture of clasping his fists again. At first Yu Yan thought she was just a lover of martial arts novels. After the incident just now, she was really more chivalrous at this moment. He couldn't help being amused, and clasped his fists in return: "Where is it, the grassroots should repay the heroine's life-saving grace!"

Yu Yan has lived for 16 years and rarely jokes, he rarely even smiles.

He only knows how to read, read and study again, and he is gentle and gentle when any classmates come to him, maybe it is because of his admiration for Xueba, and almost no one jokes with him.

But at this moment, he laughed out loud for the first time, his brows and eyes were crooked, and his eight white teeth gleamed.

Qi Yue was dumbfounded.

"Yu Yan, you look so pretty when you smile." She even swallowed, "Why don't you smile more?"

It was only then that Yu Yan realized that he was too carried away, so he restrained himself a little, and said embarrassingly, "Because I rarely encounter funny things."

"Is that so..."

Qi Yue wanted to say something else, but unexpectedly the class preparation bell rang, and the preparation bell rang, which meant that class would start in 5 minutes.

The two had just walked into the school gate at this time, and the teaching building where the first grade was located was still a long way away from the school gate. Yu Yan didn't want to make Qi Yue late, so he said: "Qi Yue, you go first, I'm alone people can."

Qi Yue said, "No, you look serious, I'll take you to the infirmary first."

"No, nothing!" Yu Yan waved his hands again and again, "I don't need to go to the infirmary for this minor injury, I can just go back to the classroom. It's only 5 minutes now, you should never be late, hurry up, if you slow down, you will be late Already!"

"What's the point of being late? I'll just explain it to the head teacher. Besides, won't you be late too? It's better to be late together."

"That too..."

While the two were dodging, a figure suddenly flashed in front of Yu Yan, squatting down and motioning for Yu Yan to put his back up: "Don't pull me, come up quickly!"

"Nian, Nian Shao???" Yu Yan looked at the person squatting in front of him in disbelief.

Nian Shao ignored him, but turned to look at Qi Yue, and said with a smile: "Student, please give me a push. I'm his deskmate, so I can carry him over."

"No, no, I can go by myself..."

Although Nian Shao smiled harmlessly to humans and animals, Yu Yan could still see other emotions flashing in his eyes, and he suddenly appeared and said that he would carry him.

Qi Yue didn't know what was going on, and thought that Yu Yan just didn't want to trouble his tablemate, so regardless of Yu Yan's refusal, he pushed him onto Nian Shao's back.

Nian Shao took advantage of the situation and backhanded Yu Yan, and Yu Yan couldn't get off even if he wanted to.

"Thank you, classmate, goodbye." Nian Shao said goodbye to Qi Yue with a smile.

Qi Yue ran away without doubting him.

Yu Yan could only resign himself to being carried away by Nian Shao.

But he refused to admit his fate and asked: "The boy on the bus just now, did you ask him to push me on purpose?"

Nian Shao didn't speak, but hummed softly.

This is an admission.

Yu Yan was angry and funny: "Since it was intentional, why are you carrying me back now? Seeing that I was scolded by Lao Tan for being late was your original intention, wasn't it?"

"Yes." Unexpectedly, this time Nian Shao responded directly, "I don't want to carry you at all, but I don't even want to see you laugh."

"Ah?" Yu Yan didn't react for a moment.

"Didn't you laugh very happily just now?" Nian Shao said sarcastically, "If there's anything funny, please share it with your tablemate."

"...Why should I share it with you? Can't I even laugh?"

"Well, no. The son of a murderer has no right to laugh."

Nian Shao's voice was as cold as if he was covered in heavy snow, and his words were more like a shovel, constantly poking at Yu Yan's body and heart.

The son of a murderer has no right to laugh.

Where Yu Yan could still laugh, he felt tears were about to come out of his eyes.

I can't let the tears roll down, so I can only bite my lower lip tightly to force back the tears.

For the rest of the journey, they didn't speak again.

Arriving in the classroom just as the bell rang for class, Nian Shao put him down, and then helped him to the side of the seat. Anyone who saw their posture would sigh that they were very affectionate at the same table.

Tan Lifang was no exception. Immediately, she changed her mind about Nian Shao, and was about to praise him on the podium, calling on everyone to learn from him.

As soon as Nian Shao touched the desk and fell asleep again, Tan Lifang looked at Yu Yan as if asking for help, but found that he also lowered his head, looking very depressed.

Two freaks.

Tan Lifang complained secretly in her heart, and then could only use textbooks to divert her dissatisfaction.

Yu Yan didn't pay much attention to that class, or even that day.

Because from the moment he entered the classroom and opened the book, he was deeply in pain.

"The son of a murderer."

These six big characters are written in red pen on the title page of each of his textbooks.

The author has something to say:

Once wanted to abandon the pit (sorry, I'm just a pit)

But today I want to write again.

The early stage of the attack is really scum, and the lid of the pot floats away