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Forget it

Jiang Xiao had imagined his official meeting with Fu Qingzhou.

It should be on the high school campus in summer. He and the new transfer student Fu Qingzhou bumped into each other by chance. Friends—instead of fighting in the dark and noisy KTV box full of vegetable soup and beating each other half to death.

Looking at the vegetable leaves and soup on Fu Qingzhou's hair, his heart was ashamed.

Fu Qingzhou slowly let go of the hand holding Jiang Xiao's hair, and pressed it lightly when the curly hair was curled up, trying to make his voice sound more kind, "I—"

"Fuck!" The tragic wailing interrupted him, and Li Bowen rushed towards the two of them, "Jiang'er!"

Meng Jin, even the tall Qingpi from before, also rushed to pull people away, with a hint of panic in his tone, "Jiang Xiao, are you okay!?"

"Brother Zhou, forget it!" Xiang Xian's younger brothers rushed over to drag Fu Qingzhou, and one of them took away the self-defense stick he was holding in fear, fearing that he would beat him to death in anger.

The two sluggish people were forcibly separated in a hurry.

"No, I didn't recognize it—" Jiang Xiao watched Fu Qingzhou getting further and further away from him, and wanted to break away from the person who was dragging him to explain to Fu Qingzhou.

He really didn't recognize it!If he knew that the other party was Fu Qingzhou, he wouldn't fight back even if he was killed!

Li Bowen saw Jiang Xiao so excited for the first time, and immediately pulled even harder, "Jiang'er won't do it! Don't be angry!"

"Forget it, don't be as knowledgeable as an idiot!" Meng Jinren's high horse was surprisingly strong, and seeing Jiang Xiao's sad and angry expression, he yelled at the opposite side with great righteousness: "Pay the boat, right! Let's take this revenge on Jiang Xiao's behalf today." Xiao wrote it down!"

"No, wait!" Jiang Xiao tried to argue, but now he and Fu Qingzhou didn't know each other, and couldn't give a good reason, and then his voice was covered by several loud voices.

Li Bowen is now mingling with his own people, surprisingly courageous, and aggressively said: "Fu Qingzhou! Remember to take a detour when you see our brother Jiang in the future! Otherwise, you won't even know your father!"

The expression on Jiang Xiao's face was blank, "No..."

"Fuck! Brother Zhou is holding back!" The younger brother Xiang Xian brought angrily said, "Jiang, you wait for us!"

Fu Qingzhou reached out and wiped the vegetable soup on his face, the smell made his face paler, and the blood at the corner of his eyes made his expression more gloomy, "It has nothing to do with Jiang Xiao——"

"Yes, it doesn't matter! He beat you up so hard, Brother Zhou, he killed him!" Little Brother No. [-] said angrily.

"Did you hear that, brother Zhou said that he will get you sooner or later!" Little brother No. [-] yelled wildly, "Jiang Xiao, you are dead!"

Veins popped out of Fu Qingzhou's clenched fist.

"Forget about Zhouzi, don't be as knowledgeable as this idiot." It was the first time that Xiang Xian saw Fu Qingzhou so restless, he put his arms around his shoulders to signal him to calm down, and said in a low voice: "These are all students from No. It’s better to be ruthless, just vent your anger on Damai.”

The KTV waiter stood by with a sad face, "Brother Xiang, you have to explain this to the boss."

"Sure, I'll go and tell Brother Li that you need someone to clean up." Xiang Xian wiped the blood off his face, his eyes flicked from Li Bowen's and Jiang Xiao's faces one by one, and finally stopped on Jiang Xiao's face, and stretched out his hand He nodded at him arrogantly, "You dare to provoke my brother, wait for me, Zhouzi, let's go."

Fu Qingzhou: "..."

"Whoever is afraid of whom! Come if you have the guts!" Li Bowen was not to be outdone.

Jiang Xiao: "..."

Although he wanted to rush forward to resolve the misunderstanding, Fu Qingzhou would probably treat him as a psychopath, and the situation would get worse.

This time, the two sides were completely tied up, and when they parted, they were still full of gunpowder.

Jiang Xiao couldn't help turning his head to look at Fu Qingzhou. The other party didn't feel disobedient among the crowd of ruffians, and the back of his head was still stained with the vegetable leaves he buckled up, which was so green in the sun that it was so dazzling.

Li Bowen looked at the bruises on Jiang Xiao's chin and forehead, and while handing him a tissue, he said bitterly, "This surname Fu is really ruthless, he beat you to pieces."

Jiang Xiao wiped the blood on his forehead with a tissue, and sighed hopelessly.

"But that Fu Qingzhou is really powerful." Meng Jin frowned and said, "He hangs out with Xiang Xian, and he is quite famous in Dongyang Street, and he will die in fights."

Jiang Xiao's head froze for a while, and in front of him was Mr. Fu, who was in his thirties, gentle and indifferent.

For a while it was Fu Qingzhou who was ruthless and vicious. Although he didn't want to believe it, in just two days, his arm was first taken off by Fu Qingzhou, and then he fought with Fu Qingzhou in a real fight——

Fu Qingzhou in his youth really had nothing to do with the warm and cheerful little sun he imagined, and the cold and mature Mr. Fu he was obsessed with.

"Jiang'er? Jiang Xiao! Hey hey hey——" Li Bowen's panicked voice came to his ears from far away, Jiang Xiao turned his head to look, and suddenly his feet lightened.

Fu Qingzhou turned his head, only to find that Jiang Xiao's group had disappeared.

Xiang Xian cursed and pressed the bloody hole on his nose with toilet paper, and seeing Fu Qingzhou turned his head, thinking that he was eager for revenge, he couldn't help asking: "Zhouzi, did that kid surnamed Jiang fight you?"

Fu Qingzhou was very good at fighting. There were many gangsters on Dongyang Street, but few dared to provoke him. Although Xiang Xian had never fought him before, he reckoned that his chances of winning were not high.

"En." Fu Qingzhou turned around, looked down at the red rope in his hand, the rope was very thin, and a peach pit the size of a fingernail fell from the bottom.

It seems that it has been worn for many years, the peach pit is round and smooth, and the warmth of Jiang Xiao's body still remains.

It was accidentally grabbed from Jiang Xiao's neck during the fight just now.

Fu Qingzhou stroked the peach pit, he had seen Jiang Xiao fight before.

At that time, Jiang Xiao had been his driver for a while.

Fu Qingzhou has limited mobility, and his physical condition does not allow him to install artificial limbs. He can only sit in a wheelchair. It is very inconvenient to travel from home to work—especially when getting on and off the bus. Embarrassed.

So he went to the company very early, and there was basically no one downstairs when he arrived.

Jiang Xiao never asked why he went to the company so early, every time he greeted him politely, carried him into the car, put away the wheelchair, and drove in silence.

Fu Qingzhou is not used to eating breakfast. His stomach is very bad and he often takes medicine. Later, some small breads and sandwiches gradually began to appear in the car. When he sees it, he will eat one. Occasionally, he will touch a bottle when he is reading documents. warm milk.

But Jiang Xiao never asked for credit, and Fu Qingzhou didn't mention it. He just asked the personnel to increase his salary.

It was the first time that Jiang Xiao had said such a long sentence to him, to the effect of thanking him. He didn't feel any ups and downs after hearing this, he just felt that this person was thoughtful and thoughtful, and was worth so much money.

So the breakfast at his hand gradually became richer, and if he was lucky, he could still drink hot lean meat porridge, and occasionally fresh meat buns at just the right temperature, but sometimes there were things he didn't like, but usually there were no more. appeared.

He had just finished a small cup of porridge in the car that day, and was stopped not long after the car entered the parking lot.

There were so many people on the other side who came aggressively, and even smashed the car glass. He frowned and called the police. The iron rod rubbed against the back of his hand, leaving long bloodstains on his face and the back of his hand.

Jiang Xiao glanced at him in the rearview mirror, closed the door and got out of the car.

When the police arrived, a large number of people on the other side had already collapsed. Jiang Xiao pressed a person face-on and beat him expressionlessly. When he raised his arm, his shirt was lifted up, revealing his thin waist, and a thin root was exposed from the messy neckline. The red rope and the small wood-colored peach pit drew a beautiful arc in the air.

Fu Qingzhou looked at Jiang Xiao through the car window and kicked him to the wall with a side kick, his movements were chic as if he was filming a movie.

"Boss Fu, go to the hospital." After Jiang Xiao explained to the police, he leaned in front of the car door and leaned over to stare at him. His angry eyes drooped slightly, and he looked like an innocent and cute big dog. Although his chin It was still stained with unknown blood.

"No, go to the police station first." Fu Qingzhou rejected his proposal, inadvertently glanced at his collar, the little peach pit just now had been hidden in his shirt.

Jiang Xiao hesitated to speak, but finally followed his arrangement.

Later, he once mentioned the red string that Jiang Xiao was wearing unintentionally, and the other party smiled embarrassedly, "I accidentally lost it, a worthless little thing."

Although he was smiling at the time, the loss and sadness in his eyes still leaked out.

This thing is very important to Jiang Xiao.

Fu Qingzhou put the peach pit into his pocket, and decided to find a suitable opportunity to return it to him, and solve this damn misunderstanding by the way.

Moreover, the curly hair he coveted for a long time was really soft.

It's easy to touch.

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"Hypoglycemia." The doctor lowered his head and pulled Jiang Xiao's needle, "Young man, remember to eat on time and keep a few extra candies in your pocket."

"Hey, thank you doctor!" Li Bowen turned his head and slapped his chest vigorously, "Jiang Xiao, you scared the rest of us to death, you suddenly fell to the ground while walking, if it wasn't for Meng Jin's quick hands, you would have fallen on the curb .”

Jiang Xiao pressed the needle, and then remembered that he hadn't eaten any hot food last night and today, and he couldn't help sighing.

"I asked Meng Jin and the others to go back to school first. Feng Xian'er and I asked for leave, so we won't go to study by ourselves tonight." Li Bowen helped him up, "I'll take you home first."

"No need." Jiang Xiao stood up by himself, "You go back to self-study, I'm fine."

Li Bowen would rather die, so he sent him to the door of his house anyway. He knew Jiang Xiao's stink problem, so he didn't go in. He told him to call if he had something to do, and got into the elevator uneasy.

Jiang Xiao opened the door.

A strange and distant breath rushed towards him.

This is a newly opened real estate in recent years. It is adjacent to the No. [-] Middle School. The house price is very impressive. When he was struggling with Jiang Lei, he made up his mind to come out and buy it by himself. He didn't feel bad about spending his father's money. But you can buy the most expensive one you like, and the effect of pretending is also very good.

He threw the plastic bag on the tea table, collapsed into the soft sofa, and stared at the group photo of the family of three on the TV cabinet in a daze. His mother smiled softly and sweetly. Still clutching a fucking lock of hair.

This is the safest place for him. No one has ever let him come here, but later he sold it at a low price to hold his father's funeral and pay off his debts.

There was a cramping pain in my stomach.

He reached out and took out a small bun from the bag and tore it open. He took a bite and felt the taste was familiar. He looked down and saw that it was indeed Fu Qingzhou's favorite brand.

Mr. Fu can eat three for breakfast, or one with a bottle of milk, and the milk stains will be licked off quietly when they get on the corner of his mouth. Occasionally, when he catches a glimpse in the rearview mirror, other than cuteness, there are some unsightly and obscene images in his mind, so that He always felt very sorry for Fu Zong who was like a flower of Gaoling.

Then today he beat Mr. Fu, who felt profane even if he touched him, to death.

The other party's dark eyes flashed through his mind, and Jiang Xiao's stomach hurt even more.

He gnawed on the bun tastelessly, racking his brains to figure out how to resolve the misunderstanding with Fu Qingzhou, when the doorbell rang.

With half a piece of bread in his mouth, Jiang Xiao opened the door with his curly hair on his head, "Who is it?"

The author says:

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