No touching porcelain, no coquetry! [campus]

According to Pei Yanqiu himself, he had arranged to call the police before coming here, and today after confirming that Ye Jue had gathered almost all the evidence Ye Jue wanted, he managed to signal to the outside responders after breakfast.

When Ye Jue lamented Xiao Pei's reliability, he was also somewhat puzzled.

How did an ordinary high school student get these network resources? It doesn't look like his family is in the slightest.

He suspected that this little bastard had been lying to him for a long time!

It wasn't until Pei Yanqiu put his shoulders on his shoulders and left the building under the escort of the police, and saw the temporary guardian of classmate Pei waiting in the courtyard to pick up the child, that Ye Jue gave up this idea.

Not long ago, Uncle Zhuang, the owner of the part-time coffee shop that Pei Yanqiu took him to meet, was wearing a flowered shirt, a gold necklace and sunglasses, squatting on the side of the driveway smiling and waving in the direction they came out of.

Ye Jue and Pei Yanqiu looked at each other, and quickly smiled and nodded to go back.

It's reasonable, big brother can't do anything, Ye Jue applauded in his heart.

In his concept, this outfit is combined with this natural temperament.

Either undergroundrapper or gangster.

In view of the fact that Uncle Zhuang opened a cafe does not seem to be in line with the core of hip-hop culture, Ye Jue resolutely and automatically classified him as the latter.

He followed behind Pei Yanqiu, looked at the back of the child's head which was blown by the wind, and shook his head.

In the end is careless!

"Hey, come and pick me up in person!" Yu Zizhou seemed to be very familiar with the other party. After registering the basic information with the police and making an appointment for a return visit, he looked very happy and "murderous like hemp." "Uncle Zhuang ran over there.

Uncle Zhuang rubbed Yu Zizhou's head a few times, and his arms naturally wrapped around his neck: "Mr. Yu was so scared that he couldn't walk after he found out what this shitty place was for, so he told me to pick it up by the way." you."

But Yu Zizhou curled his lips and didn't believe a word: "Come on, I must have let my sister-in-law know, he is being scolded at home."

"Hey! Why don't you see that you are so smart in your studies." Uncle Zhuang patted him on the back, then raised his chin towards Pei Yanqiu in front of him, "Master, are you happy after experiencing group life for two days?"

Pei Yanqiu listened to the teasing in Uncle Zhuang's words, but abnormally did not say a word. He glanced at Ye Jue who was behind him guiltily. Seeing that the other party had no special reaction, he cleared his throat and introduced himself. : "Brother, this is my boss, you can call him Uncle Zhuang."

Then he winked at the confused Uncle Zhuang who was already shocked when Young Master Pei called out the word "brother": "This is Ye Jue, um...my friend."

After hearing these words, Ye Jue's attention was finally attracted by Uncle Zhuang's fierce demeanor that told a story.

The pause between Pei Yanqiu's words was subtle, but Ye Jue wouldn't notice if he had any confidence.

To put it bluntly, the little classmate is still dissatisfied with the fact that he always treats him like a child, otherwise there is no need to start trying to correct the relationship between the two of them to be more equal not long after he left the job.

But Ye Jue is not only not disgusted, he even thinks it is good.

Originally, he was about the same age, but being called "Teacher Xiao Ye" made it difficult for him to let go of this burden. He always felt that he had an obligation to be responsible to the two young classmates.

Ye Jue bent his eyes, and shook hands with Uncle Zhuang: "Hi, I'm Yanqiu's friend. This incident has caused you trouble."

Uncle Zhuang pushed down the sunglasses along the bridge of his nose, revealing a pair of slender eyes, and sized up Ye Jue a few times.

Hey, that's a pretty kid.

Relying on Ye Jue's ignorance of Pei Yanqiu's anxious performance when he came to ask him for help, Uncle Zhuang, who had seen through everything, turned his face and raised his eyebrows at Xiao Pei who was standing on the sidelines, and even gave a thumbs up from behind, as if to Appreciate his vision.

Although Pei Yanqiu was a little speechless, he still turned his head slightly and pursed the corners of his lips.

For the time being, the little boy who has attempted puppy love will be happy even if he receives a little encouragement.

"By the way, Uncle Zhuang, why are you here? Where are Yanqiu's parents?" Ye Jue asked after scanning the surroundings.

After tossing around for more than an hour, after the unremitting efforts of the police, the guardians of all the young masters and ladies were basically in place to pick up the children.

Those who have been brainwashed and assimilated by the organization are holding their heads in the corner and waiting to go to the bureau to receive anti-cult education. Those who have been deceived by relatives and false propaganda are either emotional and determined to ask for an explanation, or they are talking to wronged children Embrace each other and cry bitterly.

Only Pei Yanqiu seemed particularly out of place.

Although the child is probably arranged by the boss of the part-time job office, when notifying the guardian, Uncle Zhuang just pulled the police aside and said something he didn't know, and the other party was really relieved to let Xiaoyu Xiaopei, the troubled brothers, follow him. he's gone.

It's a bit sloppy.

Uncle Zhuang didn't take Ye Jue's question seriously, stomped out the cigarette, and waved his hand: "Damn, his dad—"

"Going out of the province to work." Before anyone could complete the sentence, Pei Yanqiu, who realized that something was wrong, interrupted him quickly, and picked up the conversation by the way, looking at the puzzled Ye Jue and the shocked Uncle Zhuang, he After a pause, he added a sentence of background: "It's just what I told you before, so don't ask."

Seeing that Pei Yanqiu used all the honorifics that he had discarded for 24 hours, Ye Jue, who didn't want to poke the child's scars and wasn't very gossip, stopped and changed the subject decisively.

Looking at Young Master Pei and the half-blooded sweetheart who were talking and laughing, standing a few steps away from him face to face, and discussing whether to have a meal together later.

Completely realized what was going on.

It must be that my young master went to the front of others to express his sympathy for some purpose, but in the end, something happened and he fell into it. Now he is probably looking for love and trying to confess at the same time.

His uncle, a child who is not too big a deal to watch the excitement, likes to hear and see, smiling and watching enthusiastically, he doesn't care how many times Mr. Pei, who was portrayed by his son as going out of the province to work and pay off debts after bankruptcy, sneezes on the international flight to discuss business.

No one cared about Mr. Pei who asked the flight attendant for three cups of ginger tea to prevent a cold. How inconsistent with Mr. Ba's cold and healthy image, they all only cared about themselves.

Uncle Zhuang watched Pei Yanqiu put on that cute expression that he begged for candy from him when he was four or five years old, but he didn't show it again since he was in elementary school.

Needless to say, the gold-rimmed pig arching the emerald cabbage is really a little pleasing to the eye and mind only for young people.

The trainee policeman who had previously registered Ye Jue called his name not far away, Ye Jue looked over there when he heard the sound, and saw a leader-like person standing beside the other party, he instantly understood.

Just now he roughly told the little policeman about his situation and the fact that he could provide supplementary evidence. The other party was a little embarrassed and said that he needed to wait until the big leader came over.

Because they did find a lot of prohibited drugs from the house, and this time a student almost died suddenly due to drug allergy. Let's go to the bureau to make a record and find out the details.

Of course Ye Jue agreed without hesitation, and by the way, he also wanted to bring along Duan Sheng who knew more about the inside story.

But I don't know why, knowing that the police searched the whole building and caught all the participants who escaped and attempted to escape, Ye Jue never found Duan Sheng.

This is a bit strange... Ye Jue frowned, nodded towards the two policemen, and signaled that he would go there immediately.

He was just about to tell Pei Yanqiu to go home and rest first, and then contact him if the time is early after his end, and take him out to eat something good to celebrate, but Pei Yanqiu was knocked away from his eyes by a brisk figure.

Ye Jue was stunned, Uncle Zhuang was stunned, Pei Yanqiu staggered forward a few steps before finally stabilizing his figure, Yu Zizhou, who had disappeared for a long time just now to pick up this man, laughed wildly not far away.

"Pei Yanqiu, for two days and one night, you didn't answer my messages or answer my calls, and Jiang Yu didn't tell me where you were. Are you trying to scare me to death!"

The girl riding on Pei Yanqiu's back naturally looked like a middle school student, her voice was a little shrill because of the excitement, and although her appearance was still a little immature, she could already see the bright and beautiful shadow of the future.

After Pei Yanqiu identified who the other party was, his frown relaxed a bit, and his expression changed into a deep helplessness.

While pulling the girl to the ground, he said with a smile: "It's alright, ancestor, I'm fine."

"Go play with your little brother Yu first." Pei Yanqiu squeezed the girl's shoulders and pushed her to Yu Zizhou.

As his brother Pei's good friend for many years, Yu Zizhou accepted the task very kindly, and was about to take him away with a smile, but the little girl didn't quite understand where the two of them were acting, but she didn't. Tangled for too long.

She stretched her hand directly in front of Pei Yanqiu's face, with her palm flattened upwards, and made a "debt collection" voice: "Give it to me."

Then, after the speechless Pei Yanqiu put the bank card in her hand, she followed Yu Zizhou to the side and waited contentedly.

Just sneaking curious glances here from time to time.

Ye Jue didn't want to deliberately guess the meaning of the relationship between the two, but the familiarity between the lines and the intimacy of the interaction can already explain the problem.

Just by looking at his appearance, he can predict how popular his little classmate is with girls. Combined with Pei Yanqiu's secretive and tentative questioning about puppy love some time ago, Ye Jue flashed it to himself in his heart. Guess it's a red tick.

He pursed the corners of his lips, swallowed the order, and turned around to leave silently.

But before Ye Jue took a few steps, Pei Yanqiu chased after him and grabbed his wrist, eyes slightly bent, very docile: "How long will it be over? I'll pick you up then How about eating hot pot together?"

This was originally the same as Ye Jue's expectation. The matter of the spiritual MLM course came to an end, and Pei Yanqiu also helped a lot. I should take the children out to eat something good, and fulfill the previous promise. .

Ye Jue glanced at his tightly grasped wrist, and then at the soft expression of his little classmate when he was staring at him. The words of promise turned into rejection for some reason.

"You go home and study hard. I'll contact you when I have time some other day." Ye Jue smiled and patted Pei Yanqiu's forearm, and when the opponent's hand gradually loosened, he broke free decisively and walked quickly towards the two police officers. Jingtou followed them into the car without looking back.

Pei Yanqiu, who was standing there, looked blank for a moment, as if he didn't understand why he was rejected.

At this moment, a hand with exquisite nude manicure reached his shoulder, looked at the direction Ye Jue was leaving with him, and said, "Pei Yanqiu, what are you doing? This is not the psychological counseling office of your high school." Is that the teacher?"

"It's not big or small." Pei Yanqiu immediately returned to his usual indifferent look, slapped Lu Yao's hand that was resting on her body away, and squinted at her in an unhappy mood: "Return the card to me."

Hearing this, Lu Yao's expression immediately became flattering, which didn't match her pretty face, and made a snobbish voice: "Thank you brother for the pocket money!"

Pei Yanqiu ignored her, and walked straight to the direction where Uncle Zhuang parked his car, but Lu Yao finally missed a class in the name of looking for his brother, so he was naturally a little excited, chatting endlessly beside him.

"Brother, what's his name? I remember his surname is Ye, right?"

"He looks so good, can I change to another therapist? I want to transfer the file to him!"

"Hey, brother, will he always be a teacher in our school? I like him so much, can I make an appointment for a consultation?"

"You talk a lot." Young Master Pei's patience with his younger sister was limited, and he ruthlessly interrupted the other's thoughts.

Before Lu Yao could express his dissatisfaction, Pei Yanqiu patted the other person on the back of the head, and said in the tone that Ye Jue used to teach him: "Children in the [-]th and [-]th Five-Year Plans know what they like, and I will let Uncle Zhuang give it to me soon." You go back to school."

Lu Yao was naturally unwilling, and he yelled endless words like "unfair", "then you have to go back to school", "I'm going to sue my mother".

But Pei Yanqiu didn't seem to have heard it, and was still immersed in the few questions the other party asked unintentionally just now. When questioned, Pei Yanqiu put on a headset and refused to communicate with her.

The young man confided the words that he had been muttering in his heart all night. It was not clear whether he was stating the facts, or trying to trace the source of his emotions, trying to find a reason to encourage him.

——"He is no longer a teacher."

The author has something to say: Sorry for being late!

The seasonal flu has been in a bottle all afternoon, and my mind has been groggy. Recently, the temperature in the north has suddenly dropped. Babies, pay attention to keeping warm.