I want to have a relationship with you

Song Yifei is a student in Class [-], barely studying at the upper-middle level, evening self-study is optional for him.

Wen Yan and Song Yifei went to the barbecue stand they often go to, which is next to the school, two or three streets away.

The boss is a deaf-mute, the food is clean, and the barbecue tastes good.

Seeing Wen Yan and Song Yifei approaching, the boss pointed to a plastic table and a few wooden chairs in front of him.

It's not yet time for the formal supper, and the barbecue stand looks a bit bleak on the empty street.

Wen Yan sat opposite Song Yifei, they didn't need to go over to order food, the boss had already figured out the tastes of these two teenagers.

Song Yifei went to the convenience store next door to buy two bottles of iced mineral water. In the October autumn wind, it was even more biting.

Wen Yan eats and doesn't like to talk, Song Yifei fiddled with the phone for a while, he took a sip of water and poured it down his throat, which made him sober in an instant.

"Wen Yan, what kind of person do you think Su Jingming is?"

Wen Yan raised his eyes, and he wiped the corner of his mouth with a piece of paper, "Why do you ask that?"

"Curiosity." Song Yifei said, "I don't believe you are not curious."

Wen Yan paused for the hand holding the napkin, he clenched the tissue tightly, crumpled it into a lump, and threw it into the trash can next to it.

How could you not be curious.

Just out of curiosity, I want to get close.

Wen Yan lowered his head slightly, thinking of something, he was much gentler.Even Song Yifei couldn't help shivering, "What are you doing, you're so panicky."

"It's okay, about..." Wen Yan hadn't finished speaking, when he saw the table of people behind Song Yifei, his eyes immediately turned cold.

Song Yifei just felt that his words were as gentle as jade, but now he changed his face again.

His eyes were cold as if he wanted to eat people.

It was the first time Song Yifei saw Wen Yan like this, he followed Wen Yan's gaze and looked back.At the table behind, sat three spirited guys.

There are colorful tattoos on the arms, and everyone's hair has two colors.

He was still talking dirty about the female student who just passed by.

Song Yifei turned around and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"The last time Wen Miao was molested by these people." Wen Yan stood up and tidied up his school uniform. His memory was very good, so good that the few people he met by chance were deeply imprinted in his mind.

Song Yifei quickly stood up and grabbed Wen Yan, "What are you doing?"

The sky dimmed unknowingly, approaching night, and the smell of cumin still remained in the air.The old street, after a few days of drizzle, stretches to the end of the front under the dim light.

Song Yifei looked at the silent Wen Yan, he firmly grabbed Wen Yan's wrist, "Wen Yan, calm down first."

Wen Yan stood still, he lowered his eyes, and glanced lightly at Song Yifei's wrist that was clamping him.

Before Wen Yan could speak, the boss suddenly ran over from the barbecue stall.

He pointed to the table behind Song Yifei, with an anxious expression on his face, he jumped up.

Wen Yan turned his head to look over, and those people ran away after eating, leaving a table of food residues in a mess.

He cursed secretly in his heart, broke free from Song Yifei's hand holding him, and ran towards the direction where those people were fleeing.

Song Yifei shouted behind Wen Yan, "Grass, wait a minute, Wen Yan!"

Wen Yan ran in the endless night, he was rarely so angry.

He was very glad that nothing happened to Wen Miao in the end, and also thanked Su Jingming for his rescue.

He just regretted why he didn't teach these people a lesson when he found Wen Miao.

"It's almost here, and the deaf-mute can't run us."

"It's really exciting. I haven't escaped orders for a long time."

"Hahahaha, when the wind blows, we're going to eat there once."

"But don't tell me, the taste is really delicious."

The further you go to the alley, the less crowded it becomes.All that could be heard were abuse, laughter, and the cries of children from the residential building.

Wen Yan slowed down and saw those people walking in front with their shoulders crossed.

Tall pine trees erected on the side of the street cast long shadows under the illumination of the street lamps.

He pulled his sleeve down his forearm, lowered his voice, and was about to shout.

"You mother, it's you again!"

Wen Yan paused, and the gangster not far from him stopped, and even made a move to walk backwards.

Su Jingming didn't wear glasses, carrying a bag of food, and looked at the gangster in front of him indifferently.

He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Oh, it's you."

When the gangster saw Su Jingming, he was one head and two big, and he didn't expect to meet him in this kind of place.

The place where Su Jingming hit him last time still hurts.

What kind of idiot is he who can easily [-]v[-]?

"It's you idiot again."

The gangster took two steps back, and Su Jingming also took two steps forward.

As if he was in control of everything, his hoarse voice carried a hint of sarcasm, "What are you refunding?"

The gangster cursed in his heart, I just want to run because I can't beat you.

"Don't come here, don't think you know how to use your skills, I'm afraid of you!" One of the gangsters with red and green hair raised his chin, "My brother is fucking..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Jingming stepped forward in two or three steps, grabbed one of the people by the shoulder, and slammed into his knee fiercely.

The man was completely stupefied by Su Jingming's operation, and he was kneeling in front of Su Jingming.

Su Jingming bent down, and said lightly: "Didn't I say, don't appear in front of your father, see you once, hit you once. Forgot?"

It was at this time that Su Jingming's sense of justice and middle school sense were overwhelmed.

He felt that he said so.

So fucking handsome!

Su Jingming looked at the remaining two people with cool eyes, and suddenly found a very familiar person standing not far behind them.

This person also asked him in the afternoon if he wanted to touch his abs.

"..."

Su Jingming has been in Secondary School for so many years, and it is rare for him to feel a sense of shame in his heart.

Grass?

Why is Wen Yan here.

How much did he hear just now?

Will you think I'm a fool?

but……

I think the line just now is really cool!

Su Jingming had already conceived several plans to explain to himself in his mind, and he was passing the second plan in his mind.

The two gangsters in front of them suddenly reached out to Su Jingming and grabbed his hands.

Wen Yan immediately shouted: "Su Jingming!"

Before Su Jingming could react, he was restrained by these two people.

The gangster who was beaten to the ground by Su Jingming stood up and punched Su Jingming in the stomach without saying a word.

"Damn it, I think I'm so awesome that I can threaten Lao Tzu's head with a little skill."

The gangster has just finished punching, and he wants to throw a second punch.Wen Yan ran up and blocked the gangster's fist.

The gangster turned his head and saw a gentleman-looking student in a school uniform, "Fuck, who the hell are you! What are you doing with me!!!"

Bad luck, really fucking bad luck.

Su Jingming was startled, and quickly shook off the two gangsters who were restraining him.With agility, he shot towards the gangster on his left, and knocked him to the ground in two or three blows.

The shot was really quick, with ease, leaving no room for the opponent.

Wen Yan let go of the gangster's hand, and easily dodged the gangster's fist turning back towards him.

The gangster spat, "I annoy good students like you the most, and fights are more ruthless than your father!"

In one sentence, only the red and green headed gangsters were left behind.

Just three-on-one, to three-on-two, and now to two-on-one.

It seemed that in an instant, the situation changed.

Wen Yan and Su Jingming surrounded the hooligans, Su Jingming moved his wrist, the dim light shone through the gaps in the pine trees, and dappled light spots hit Su Jingming's face.

He subconsciously brushed the hair on his forehead, "What did you just say, your brother?"

As soon as the words were finished, Su Jingming punched the gangster in the stomach, fast and ruthless.With this punch, the gangster groaned in pain.

"Let me tell you, your brother is here, this matter is not over yet!!"

Su Jingming seldom had such emotional fluctuations. When his fist was about to drop, he was blocked by a warm palm.

"Enough." Wen Yan said calmly, "Enough, Su Jingming."

I don't know what kind of deep hatred Su Jingming has with this person in front of him. Now he looks completely different from the one who came out of the alley before.

no respond.

Wen Yan gradually clenched his hands, "Be obedient, don't you still have to participate in the training camp tomorrow?"

The fist held in his palm gradually loosened, and the gangster hugged his abdomen. He looked at the two students and suddenly thought of something.

Wen Yan lowered his eyes, looked down at the gangster, "pay for the barbecue."

Song Yifei did not expect that her body would become a burden.

It's fine if he can't pass Wen Yan in the exam, and he can't even run Wen Yan in running.

When he arrived at the battlefield, only Wen Yanhe...Su Jingming?

Song Yifei clicked his tongue, what kind of fate is this, to meet him in this place.

Su Jingming heard the movement and glanced over there.Wen Yan knew who the person was, so he didn't look over, and asked Su Jingming, "Why were you so angry just now?"

"It's nothing."

Su Jingming picked up the plastic bags on the ground, Wen Yan took a rough look, they were all convenient and self-heating foods.

"What did you have for dinner?"

"Have not eat yet."

"Would you like to go over and have some barbecue, it tastes very good."

Facing Wen Yan's invitation, Su Jingming looked at Song Yifei who was standing not far away. He also knew this person, but he hadn't spoken to him.

Song Yifei stepped forward and put it on Wen Yan's shoulder very familiarly, "Let's go, the second grade."

"I had dinner with the first and second graders. I don't know if I can take advantage of it and break into the top [-] in the next exam?"

"If it's useful, then I suggest you spit out all the meals from more than ten years ago and eat them again." Su Jingming's face was not easy to provoke, it may be the sequelae of the fight just now, the whole person looks very decadent Diao.

Song Yifei who was watching wanted to give Su Jingming his first cigarette...

The few people returned to the barbecue stand, and Wen Yan gave the boss the money from the gangster's dinner just now.

The boss clasped his hands together with gratitude on his face, and the sign language he signed was incomprehensible.

He could only comfort in a gentle voice: "It's okay, no need to thank you, by the way, I'm adding some..." Wen Yan turned to look at Su Jingming who was sitting on the chair, "What don't you eat?"

"I don't eat green onions, coriander, or offal."

Su Jingming was stunned for a moment after finishing speaking, and then quickly said: "No, I can eat anything..."

Wen Yan ignored him and went to get food from the freezer next to him.

Song Yifei looked over curiously, and couldn't help asking: "You fight so well, have you learned it before?"

Although Song Yifei didn't see Su Jingming's skill, but from Wen Yan just now, he should have two brushes.

Su Jingming looked down at his phone, and answered him sullenly: "It doesn't count as learning."

Su Qicheng is a fighting coach. When he domestically abused himself, he would occasionally bring some fighting skills with him.

After watching more for a long time and experiencing more, it is natural to be fascinated by it.

"Then you must have fought a lot, otherwise how could you beat up those bastards so easily?" Song Yifei's eyes suddenly flashed a look of admiration.

Su Jingming: "I didn't participate in the fight either."

Wen Miao's time was the first time.

Song Yifei persisted, "Then you..."

"Okay, Song Yifei, nothing can stop you from eating." Wen Yan walked over from there, and noticed that Su Jingming's mood had been very bad since just now.

Even Wen Yan opened his mouth to stop, Song Yifei touched his nose, and swallowed all the questions he wanted to ask.

The barbecue here is just as Wen Yan said, delicious.

Su Jingming eats slowly, in Song Yifei's eyes, isn't this the second gentle word.

Although the two have very different styles, they are indeed surprisingly similar in some places.

Song Yifei was just about to speak.

Su Jingming's phone on the table vibrated, and Wen Yan took the phone and took a natural look at Su Jingming.

Open WeChat.

Wen Yan: Why is the little hero angry?

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