you have to talk to me

Baiyang Road Police Station, the small room was full of people.The four young men sitting on the east side had slight bruises on their faces and were all wearing handcuffs. Even so, they still looked limp and unsettled.

Yang Fan and several employees of his store were standing or sitting on the west side, each with wounds on their faces.Especially Yang Fan's left eyeball was swollen and narrowed into a slit, and the kernel of the eye in the slit was bloodshot red.His cheekbones were bruised, his lips were torn, and the sleeves and skirts of his overalls were all torn, and his fingers with a large piece of skin were pinching an ice pack and pressing it on his bruised face.

Master Wu yelled at the hooligans in a rough voice: "Fuck you, I think you bastards won't lose money today."

The flesh-faced guy headed opposite took a mouthful of phlegm: "I'll pay you, old man, believe it or not, I'll kill you when I go out."

Yang Fan stood up: "Keep your mouth clean."

The man looked at Yang Fan and smiled strangely: "If you want to talk about being dirty, who can compare to you who mess with people?"

Yang Fan said in a deep voice, "Say it again if you have the guts."

"Hahaha, everyone doesn't know yet, this guy is gay and sells PY stuff."

Yang Fan smashed the ice pack in his hand on the ground, and when he walked forward, he was caught by the people in the store, who advised him not to be impulsive, and came to the police station, and he will have some good fruits for those bastards in a while.

Yang Fan was so excited that he gasped for breath, and the man pushed forward: "Come on, didn't you get beaten up just now, do you want to try again? I said you deserve the fuck you deserve, and you are a student. Will you just let you go?" The man approached and threatened him in a low voice, "I tell you, if you don't stay away from people and children, someday people will kill you, today is just a simple lesson... Ouch... ..."

"What lesson? I think you are the one who needs a lesson the most, Shen Dalong. You want to go in after you come out?" The person who spoke was Director Yang who had just come in, and at the same time kicked the troublemaker hard and kicked him back. Beside his accomplice.As he spoke, he called the new police officer who had called him just now to reprimand him, saying that he shouldn't have locked the two groups together and left them alone.

This Shen Dalong immediately called out: "Oh, Director Yang, this is a misunderstanding, it was that bastard who went to seduce his son first..."

"It also means that there is a mastermind behind the scenes. Whose son is he seducing, and who instructed you to make trouble?"

Shen Dalong rolled his eyes, and quickly said: "No, no one, we can't see it... No, we didn't pick something, it was a misunderstanding."

Yang Fan's face was ashen, and Master Wu cursed: "Miss a few meetings, look, what did they beat up our boss? And the store is a mess, lose money, let them go to jail, damn it ..."

All the people in the room were in a row for a while.Director Yang, Men Qing, this Shen Dalong was sentenced for three years for fighting. He is a well-known gangster in Hongcheng.He persuaded Yang Fan to go for an injury check, so that he can deal with these troublemakers.

Yang Fan knew that this group of people were veterans, and the injury on his body looked scary, but it wasn't a muscle injury, and he couldn't prove anything, not even a minor injury.I also know who ordered the other party to beat him and smashed his shop, and I have no interest in making people uphold justice and making the other party pay the price.

They didn't go for a medical examination, and the four people who provoked trouble were detained for half a month for picking quarrels, fined [-] yuan, and compensated for medical expenses and losses in the store.

Because Lao Wu and Xiao Pan came to break up the fight, they were pushed around a few times by the other party. It didn't cause any serious problems, but they were very dissatisfied with this handling.Instead, Feng Dacheng was the first to rush to protect Yang Fan when he saw Yang Fan being beaten, and was beaten badly.Feeling guilty, Yang Fan secretly stuffed him with 1000 yuan.

Coming out of the police station, Lao Wu and Xiao Pan left first, because Yang Fan gave money to Feng Dacheng and stayed in the alley opposite the store for a while, just in time to bump into Feng Wenhui and Feng Jimeng who were looking for them.

Feng Wenhui saw that both of them had injuries on their faces, tears rolled in her eyes immediately, and she broke Dacheng's face: "What's wrong, how did it happen..."

"Sister Feng, I'm sorry, it's all because of me..."

Feng Wenhui turned her head to take a closer look, Yang Fan's face was even more frightening, and she was angry that he didn't like Feng Dacheng, so she had no choice but to say it's okay, and dragged Feng Dacheng away after speaking.

At the entrance of the alley, only Feng Jimeng and Yang Fan were left.Yang Fan took out a cigarette from his pocket, grinned and lit it, and walked home while smoking.

Feng Jimeng followed him two steps: "Brother, don't you want to go to the hospital?"

"No, just rest for two days."

The corner of Feng Jimeng's mouth twitched, and the tears she had held back for a long time rolled down, and her voice trembled: "Go and see."

Yang Fan turned his head, only to see Feng Jimeng's miserable appearance, as if he was the one being beaten.Yang Fan walked up to him, gathered the torn sleeves, put his arm on Feng Jimeng's shoulder, put the cigarette in his mouth, and wiped the tears on his face with the clean palm: "What are you crying for? It just looks scary, but it’s actually nothing, it’s okay, don’t cry, ah.”

Feng Jimeng blinked, tears rolled out again: "You go to the hospital."

"Okay, just watch it if you say so, go now. Bao'er, don't cry, do you hear me?" Yang Fan turned around and walked out of the alley with Feng Jimeng in his arms.

Feng Jimeng wiped her eyes, took out her phone and called a car.

The two stood on the side of the road waiting for the bus, Yang Fan seemed to have no bones, half of his body was leaning against Feng Jimeng.Feng Jimeng stood upright, supporting his weight and letting him lean on.The tears stopped quickly, only the eye sockets and nose were a little red.

Yang Fan pinched Feng Jimeng's nose with his somewhat dirty fingers: "Why are you still crying. I recently found out that you love to cry."

Feng Jimeng doesn't know what's going on, he's been crying a lot lately.He cried when he quarreled with Yang Fan, cried when he was wronged, and when the quarrel was over, Yang Fan came to coax him, and he cried even harder.So, in fact, it wasn't that he wanted to cry, but that he wanted to be coaxed. Anyway, when Yang Fan saw him cry, he surrendered and followed him in everything.People cry all the time only when it works.

It wasn't enough for Yang Fan to rely on Feng Jimeng, he even tilted his face on his shoulder and asked tiredly, "Why were you crying just now?"

Feng Jimeng sniffed: "No reason."

"It hurts me."

Feng Jimeng didn't speak.It's not just distressed, it's better to say that his heart is tightened because of the pain, and he would rather go and get beaten by himself.

Yang Fan tugged at the corner of his injured mouth and burst into laughter: "This is the first time someone shed tears for me."

Yang Fan didn't care about being on the street, and slipped the hand holding Feng Jimeng's shoulder to his waist: "I'm really fine, Bao'er, I can still lift you up." Feng Jimeng's waist insisted on hugging him up.

"Don't do this." Feng Jimeng wanted to break away awkwardly, but was afraid of other injuries on Yang Fan's body, so he was in a dilemma, "The car is coming, let me get off."

Getting in the car and driving to the county hospital, Feng Jimeng asked, "How did you make it like this?"

Yang Fan didn't want to talk about it, so he casually said, "A few gangsters came to the store to make trouble, and they've all been arrested."

Feng Jimeng was silent for a while, then suddenly raised his head, with a mournful face: "My mother must be looking for someone."

Yang Fan was surprised that Feng Jimeng guessed it so quickly.He didn't want this matter to bring any pressure to Feng Jimeng, and said indifferently: "Those bastards are often looking for trouble here, they just happened to find me in my shop, don't think about it."

"It's my mother. My father called me two days ago. He was going on a long business trip to the United States. He told me the deadline, and he must have told my mother something. She can do this kind of thing."

"Your dad knows about us?"

Feng Jimeng shook her head: "I'm not sure."

Yang Fan had a bitter face, feeling that the bruise on his face was getting more painful: "What will happen when the deadline comes?"

"I don't know. I don't think he can do anything. If he has to do something, I'll call the police."

Yang Fan embraced Feng Jimeng's shoulders, and pressed his head on his own: "Don't be afraid, I won't let you do anything."

The two were talking in a low voice, but following the movement of pressing their heads, the driver in the front seat glanced back through the inside mirror, and Yang Fan quickly let go of Feng Jimeng.

Went to the hospital for a simple examination, nothing serious, it was all flesh wounds, the doctor only bandaged Yang Fan briefly, and prescribed some topical medicine, as for the bloodshot eyes, he only prescribed anti-inflammatory drugs and eye drops.

Coming out of the hospital, Yang Fan asked Feng Jimeng to go back to school, but Feng Jimeng stubbornly wanted to go back with him.

"You don't have classes in the afternoon, you see the doctor and say I'm fine."

Feng Jimeng lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on his bandaged fingers: "The doctor said that your hands should not get wet."

"I don't get wet."

"I'll cook for you tonight."

"Isn't it enough to order a takeaway?"

Feng Jimeng shook her head, insisting on cooking for Yang Fan.

"Will you do it?"

"Should do a little bit."

Yang Fan cooked for him so many times, Feng Jimeng had been thinking about cooking for Yang Fan for a long time, so every time he watched Yang Fan cook, he learned it very seriously.Feng Jimeng wanted to do it on his birthday that time, but he was afraid that his skills would not be good enough, so he didn't choose to do it on that special day.

"Okay then, let's go, I'll take you to buy vegetables."

Yang Fan was delighted, and thought to himself, this meal was really worth it, in exchange for the baby to shed tears for him, and to cook for him.Speaking of which, no one has ever cried for him in this life, except for his mother and grandma who cooked for him, and no one specially cooked for him.Even when he was with Xu Youlin before, he was someone who never entered the kitchen.It's not that Yang Fan cares about taking that bite, it's just that it feels good to know that there are still people who care about him, care about him, and love him. It's not lonely to let him be alone in this world. .

He really became a grandpa once, only using his mouth, not using his hands, from buying vegetables to giving directions to cooking, Feng Jimeng didn't bother him at all, and made three dishes and one soup according to his instructions.Because his right hand was injured while eating, Feng Jimeng even fed him mouthful.

Take a bath before going to bed, in order not to wet the wound, it was Feng Jimeng who put water in the bathtub before letting him in to help him take a bath.

Yang Fan lay in the bathtub and raised his hand.Apart from his face, his waist, abdomen and back were all bruised and purple to varying degrees. Feng Jimeng washed his hair first, and then gently wiped his body with a towel, avoiding the injured area.After wiping, Yang Fan watched his face avoid his sight, and the tips of his ears were red.

He pinched Feng Jimeng's ear with his uninjured hand.

"Aren't you tired? Seeing that you always say that you will give me a pension, isn't that what a pension is like? You have to serve me when I eat and drink."

"Not tired." Feng Jimeng rubbed Yang Fan's abdomen, the towel lingered there, his ears pinched by a wet hand became more itchy, he tilted his head to hide.

"Won't it bother you? I'll be an old man by then."

"will not."

"Then can I make a request?"

"Ah."

"Then let me make a request to try it now? Come here."

Feng Jimeng blushed and moved over, Yang Fan suddenly reached out and pulled Feng Jimeng into the water.Feng Jimeng was shocked: "Your hand..."

Yang Fan hugged Feng Jimeng, and leaned against him with his bare buttocks, Feng Jimeng was pressed under the bathtub, and smiled at Feng Jimeng with a swollen face like a pig's head: "Then I want a special service."