don't be alone anymore

*this hug is different*

……

A rented private training gym...

It is used to teach close combat, so protective cushions are prepared in the gym.

Wen Yang brought Jian Muzi to the gym.

Because of the lease to them, there are only two of them in the gym at the moment.

Wen Yang stood beside the cushion, clapped his hands, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Come on, Jian Mumu, let's go to class."

Because of her overly happy tone and obvious complacency on her face, the corners of Jian Muzi's lips moved slightly.

……

But at the next moment, Wen Yang suddenly remembered that not long after meeting Jian Muzi again...Jian Muzi gave her a blow in the first aid knowledge popularization class.

Standing in the gym right now, she suddenly felt lingering fear... subconsciously touched her abdomen.

I always feel that the pain from demonstrating Heimlich at the beginning is still here.

Wen Yang straightened his expression, and earnestly instructed the students who were teaching for a while.

"Jian Mumu...uh...I'm your teacher, your coach today. Take it easy later..."

Wen Yang nodded his cheeks with his palms and pouted his lips, looking like a cute kid.

"I'm thin-skinned and tender...and I'm under 18 years old! Do you know the underage girl?"

Under Jian Muzi's teasing gaze, Wen Yang finally stopped nagging.

She was just a little apprehensive.

What if Jian Muzi gives her another blow when teaching self-defense...

Isn't it too hard for her as a coach who both teaches and accompanies her?

"Cough cough~~"

Wen Yang coughed twice, and regained his coach's face.

"The situation that happened in the inpatient area of ​​the hospital is already in the category of close combat. Now I will teach you the skills of escaping suspects in close quarters."

Wen Yang hooked his fingers towards Jian Muzi,

"You stand here first."

Jian Muzi stood in front of Wen Yang as she said, and the two were facing each other with a distance of less than half a meter.

Wen Yang nodded... visually measuring the distance, it should be about the same.

"Kicking the genitals is a proven method for both men and women. You should know this?"

When Wen Yang started teaching, his voice was much softer.

Jian Muzi was a little dazed when she first heard it, and then she nodded slightly under Wen Yang's gentle gaze.

Wen Yang slightly hooked his lips,

"Run as long as you can, this is the most important point when facing bandits."

"If the other party grabs your wrist..."

Wen Yang personally imitated the possible movements of the gangster, using a little strength to hold Jian Muzi's wrist.

"You can rotate your wrist inward, toward the jaw of the opponent's palm."

Wen Yang stared at Jian Muzi and signaled her to try again.

So, Jian Muzi turned her wrist a little, and turned towards the tiger's mouth where Wen Yang grabbed her hand...

Jian Muzi escaped because Wen Yang's hand could not be grasped enough.

Wen Yang smiled,

"You're very smart, Jian Mumu~"

After complimenting others, he added another sentence to himself, "As smart as I am."

Jian Muzi glanced at Wen Yang lightly, but did not refute Wen Yang's boast.

She just smiled and held out her hand,

"And then, Mr. Wen?"

The title "Mr. Wen" completely interrupted Mr. Wen's thinking.

When Wen Yang was recalling what to teach Jian Muzi next, he heard the other party call her "teacher" softly.

Jian Muzi's face was not as warm as usual.

She could see a trace of a smile from the other person's face.

Wen Yang suddenly felt that the temperature of his cheeks was rising, and coughed a few more times as if hiding it.

"I suddenly felt that the title of Student Jian won my heart, my heart."

Wen Yang then turned around and glanced out the window of the gym.

Looking around, he said,

"Hey! High floors are really not suitable for me! Although I don't have a fear of heights, but if I live too high, I won't feel down-to-earth..."

However, the slightly red ear tips revealed Teacher Wen's mood at the moment.

At this moment, Mr. Wen was full of embarrassment for the title "Mr. Wen".

She was very proud when she called herself that.

But when I heard this name from Jian Muzi just now, no matter how I thought about it, I was so embarrassed... I felt embarrassed.

But Mr. Wen is today's teaching teacher, even if he is embarrassed, he has to hold on.

Holding on to pretend to be a teacher, I can't show my timidity.

That made her look so unprofessional.

"Okay, let's learn the next one... In case you are hugged from behind by the gangster, just like what happened to Dr. Liu that day..."

Wen Yang still wanted to play the gangster this time, but Jian Muzi stepped aside.

"Let me hug you. In this way, you can demonstrate better."

……

Teacher Wen is a gentle and meticulous teacher.

Of course she knew that playing the role of a gangster would be difficult, so she didn't let Jian Muzi do this kind of hard work, and could only teach Jian Muzi hand in hand.

Logically speaking, in the case of teaching self-defense, letting students act as gangsters is the most direct and effective teaching method.

However, perhaps Jian Muzi sensed Wen Yang's thoughtfulness and care. After teaching the hand escape technique, Jian Muzi offered to let Wen Yang demonstrate, while she herself acted as the gangster.

Hearing Jian Muzi's proposal, Wen Yang paused, blinked his eyes a few times, and pursed his lips.

"Okay, then you come."

After Jian Muzi walked around behind Wen Yang, Wen Yang, who was inexplicably nervous, repeatedly confirmed with the people behind him several times.

"Jian Mumu, take it easy for a while."

Not long ago, she asked Jian Muzi to take it easy, it was purely a joke of hers.

The words of thin skin and tender meat are just for fun, not to mention that it doesn't matter if Wen Yang feels that he was thrown by Jian Muzi.

Reminding Jian Muzi again at this moment is nothing more than worrying about the safety of the other party for a while.

Although Wen Yang can control the strength of his shots, what if?

"How about I come? I can teach you later."

Wen Yang was still worried that Jian Muzi would play the role of being thrown for a while, but Jian Muzi didn't give her a chance to change positions again.

Jian Muzi hugged her directly from behind, and whispered in her ear, "Wen Yang, save time."

……

What made Wen Yang's whole body stiff was not the "saving time" that Jian Muzi reminded...

It was his own heart that suddenly accelerated beating.

Her face must have been no different from a fully ripe red apple.

Wen Yang deeply felt that his face had a high fever... However, a wisp of Jian Muzi's hair behind him fell to her right shoulder at this moment.

Out of the corner of the eye, it rested on the strand of black hair on the right shoulder, and the irregular heartbeat was about to burst out of the chest...

She doesn't even know what's wrong with herself?

……

"Jane Muzi~"

She subconsciously called Jian Muzi.

It's not Jian Mumu who usually smiles at all.

"Jian Muzi, relax first."

Wen Yang patted Jian Muzi's hand crossed on his abdomen, and when he touched the back of the other's hand, he obviously felt himself trembling unconsciously.

She was held in the arms of the other party, and she could completely feel the warmth of Jian Muzi's whole body.

However, this inexplicable warmth made her limbs stiff.

It wasn't until the people behind her relaxed their embraces that she took a few deep breaths back and forth as if she was breathing heavily.

The last trace of a strong mind prevailed, and the flustered person only wanted to quickly end this teaching session.

……

Wen Yang forks/opens both legs/legs, bends down,

"The point of this action is to take advantage of the unpreparedness and first divert the opponent's attention. Then like this... quickly bend down and lift the opponent's foot with both hands. In this way, the criminal will fall to the ground because of his unstable center of gravity. "

In the end, Wen Yang failed to really lift Jian Muzi's feet.

She was still worried, thinking that the opponent might be injured in the fall.

After the demonstration was over, Wen Yang subconsciously stroked his carotid artery, and the frantic beating there had not yet recovered.

She was both puzzled and surprised by her state just now... She froze in place for a few seconds before turning around to look at Jian Muzi.

Because the confusion has not been resolved, Wen Yang's smile is not so direct.

"...These two methods have been verified by me personally."

Jian Muzi smiled lightly, and wanted to touch the cute teacher Wen's head... but Teacher Wen dodged subconsciously.

Jian Muzi frowned unavoidably, but Wen Yang explained first, "I'm not prone to falls, Jian Mumu."

In fact, Wen Yang was also surprised by his subconscious dodge.

It's just that Jian Muzi's expression suddenly changed... The thoughts in her mind immediately changed, and she found an excuse for herself, an excuse that explained that she mistakenly thought that Jian Muzi stretched out her hand to throw her down.

Jian Muzi was stunned, and nodded as if she believed the excuse.

"Do you want to go back?"

She saw Wen Yang's intention to end the self-defense class in a hurry.

Wen Yang nodded when he heard the words, and added, "I thought about it for a long time yesterday, and I only came up with these two methods that are suitable for you. However, I think these two methods are very effective."

Wen Yang pursed his lips, and after hesitating again and again, he held Jian Muzi's hand as usual.

"Let's go, Jian Mumu~ You still have to send me back~"

She came here in Jian Muzi's car, and she really looked like she wanted to go back by car.

It's just that only Wen Yang knew how much she hesitated in such an act of intimacy before reaching out her hand.

Although she has also held Jian Muzi's hand before...but this time, why is she more hesitant than usual, and more twists and turns...

However, she was very clear that she had to stretch out this hand.

The subconscious dodge action just now must have been noticed by Jian Muzi.

She didn't want Jian Muzi to be unhappy.

It seems that from the day she met Jian Muzi, she hoped that Jian Muzi would always be happy.

Even if you can't be happy all the time, don't be unhappy because of her.

……

Wen Yang led Jian Muzi out of the gym, the elevator, the parking lot... and did not let go of her hand along the way.

Holding hands like this, Jian Muzi curled her lips silently, calming down the faint emotions just now.

At that moment, she really cared.

I noticed Wen Yang's subconscious dodge.

However, at this moment, she felt happy because of the hands that Yu Guangli had been holding all the time.

For more than a moment, she hoped that such holding hands would not end.

……

At night, the person on the bed tossed and turned for hours without falling asleep.

Wen Yang suffered from insomnia again...

And the reason for the insomnia this time, even she herself is not quite clear.

She was confused by her performance during the day, and even when she recalled it, she seemed to be in the scene again... she returned to the blushing and heartbeat at that time.

Wen Yang wanted to attribute this to his awkwardness...

Although she refused to admit it, she always knew in her heart that she was an awkward person and kept a distance from everyone.

It's not like she hasn't had the experience of having physical contact with a good friend...

With an extroverted friend like Qiao Mujun by his side, being hugged is something he has to get used to.

but……

What the hell is going on today?

……

The author has something to say:

Self-defense techniques were summarized by a former non-commissioned officer of the Women’s Special Police Team of the Sichuan Armed Police Corps ~@[email protected] Before writing the article, the author has tested it with a man who is 183 in height and weighs 81kg~ Let’s promote it here~