Withdrawal

For a whole week, except for the girl chasing Qiao Luo who would appear in Fu Shizhou's field of vision with Qiao Luo from time to time, everything else was fine.

However, on Friday night, Fu Shizhou waited at the door for 10 minutes longer than usual, frowning and wondering if Qiao Luo was clinging to another girl, when he received a call from Qiao Luo.

Qiao Luo on the other end of the phone was like a frightened bird, stammering, "Brother Zhouzhou, they blocked me."

Fu Shizhou immediately realized what had happened when he spoke without thinking. His heart froze, and he tried to calmly ask, "Where are you?"

Qiao Luo said, "Toilet, I'm hiding in the toilet."

Fu Shizhou turned around and rushed into the building of the dance class, asking, "Which floor?"

There was no reply, only the sound of a door being kicked open, and the sound of the phone falling to the ground, followed by a busy tone.

When Fu Shizhou went upstairs, he took three steps at one step, as if flying, and knocked over two people along the way.

Qiao Luo's classroom is on the fourth floor, so it is most likely that he is hiding in the bathroom on the fourth floor.

Joe, however, landed on the third floor.

He didn't like that girl who was always clinging to him. He was afraid that Fu Shizhou would be angry, so he slipped away after class. However, just as he went down to the third floor, he saw one of the men who beat him that day.

The other party also saw him.

Qiao Luo wanted to run downstairs because Fu Shizhou was there, but unfortunately, the other party's companion was on the second floor, so running down could block him.

Although there were so many people coming and going, it was impossible for them to do anything, Qiao Luo was still very scared, and subconsciously got into the bathroom with a closed space.

In a closed environment surrounded by walls, Qiao Luo felt safe.

However, when the other party kicked open the door of the toilet cubicle, the wall that gave him a sense of security also blocked his escape.

Qiao Luo made a very wrong decision. There is no camera in the bathroom, and these people are unscrupulous.

The first thing they did was knock off the phone Qiao Luo was talking on, then tore off Qiao Luo's schoolbag, and locked him in the cubicle with a grinning grin.

Qiao Luo screamed immediately - this was another very wrong decision, when the power is weak, it is the worst policy to annoy the other party.

So they used the practice clothes that Qiao Luo had replaced to gag Qiao Luo's mouth.

Qiao Luo stared at them with wide eyes, panic turned into shock, and witnessed a trash can flying from the sky, hitting the head of the person who blocked his mouth accurately.

The public trash can is made of hard plastic, so it won't hurt people directly, but it does hurt.

To put it in a more hypocritical way, Fu Shizhou was sweating profusely and rushed over like he was about to kill someone, like a divine soldier descending from the sky—that's how Qiao Luo felt anyway.

Fu Shizhou took the lead, kicked the person away with both feet, quickly pulled the frightened Qiao Luo into his arms, and asked, "Are you all right?"

Before he could ask any more questions, he stuffed his mobile phone to Qiao Luo, protected him from the cubicle to the door, and told him twice: "Go downstairs and call the security. I've already called the police. Just wait for me in the security room. obedient."

He pushed Qiao Luo out, and then locked the bathroom behind him.

——The wall that blocked Qiao Luo is now also blocking this group of hooligans.

Fu Shizhou took a sip, his eyes were so fierce that he finally saw a fat sheep and a leopard after seven or eight days of hunger.

He had been holding back for a long time, Qiao Luo's leg injury was still not healed, and it hurt when he danced, and he complained to him when he got home. Qiao Luo said that once Fu Shizhou had a knife in his heart, he almost felt so distressed to death up.

The other party told him to take out a trash can and his feet got angry, and his meager IQ was wiped out in an instant, and he didn't pay attention to Fu Shizhou's action of locking the door, so he rushed up to fight with curses.

Five or six people, all young men in their teens, were definitely no match for Fu Shizhou in a real fight, so Fu Shizhou caught the man who had pinched Qiao Luo's chin just now, and beat him hard to the flesh, regardless of whether other people's fists fell on him or not. on him.

This way of attacking the enemy eight hundred and self-defeating one thousand, by the time Qiao Luo stumbled and found the security guard downstairs, Fu Shizhou had already died.

The police arrived 10 minutes later.

Qiao Luo had reported the case before, and the case was not difficult to deal with, but Qiao Luo and Fu Shizhou still had to go back to the police station to make notes.

Fu Shizhou died, covered his face with an ice pack, and called Papa Qiao to explain the situation.

When Qiao's father and Qiao's mother arrived, Qiao Luo was sitting listlessly beside Fu Shizhou, his eyes were red, but this time he was not scared, but distressed.

Nothing happened to Qiao Luo, only a little dirty, and the phone was broken.

But Fu Shizhou was in a worse situation, his face was already swollen, and his shoulders and back were also injured where he couldn't see.

Qiao's father blamed himself a bit: "Why did you really do it? If I had known earlier, I would pick up and drop off Luoluo."

Fu Shizhou touched his nose and beat up these bastards with his own hands. He was in a very good mood: "If they don't fight, they will run away. Luoluo will never be safe. It's all right now. I just checked that the leader is still there." Other criminal records are enough for him to stay here for a few years."

By the time everything was dealt with, it was almost midnight.

Fu Shizhou’s wounds were all superficial, but it looked scary. Father Qiao wanted to send Fu Shizhou to the hospital for treatment of the wound, but Fu Shizhou looked at the sky and refused: “It’s too late, let Grandpa know about the trouble, and he has to worry about me. How serious it is, I’ll just buy some medicated oil and go back and wipe it off.”

The family wanted to protect their children from injuries, and Qiao's father and Qiao's mother were full of guilt and gratitude.

Qiao's father pulled Fu Shizhou and said, "Then go back to my house to deal with it. How do you apply medicated oil on your back?"

In fact, it's not that serious. Fu Shizhou is not a group of brainless gangsters, and the fight only exposed his strong shoulders. He dodged all the punches that would hit the vital point—except for the one at the corner of his mouth, which was the one he beat The person was impatient, and hit his head hard.

But he glanced at Qiao Luo who was looking at him eagerly, and agreed: "Okay, then I will trouble uncle."

Although he was injured, it wasn't to the point where he couldn't drive, so Fu Shizhou didn't find a replacement driver, and Fu Shizhou drove by himself.

Qiao Luo followed step by step. When Qiao's father called him, he refused to sit in his own car. He climbed into Fu Shizhou's co-pilot and fastened his seat belt. He didn't dare to touch it when it hurt, as if Fu Shizhou was a vase that might break if he touched it.

Qiao Luo regretted it very much: "Why didn't you run with me then?"

Fu Shizhou rubbed his hair and wanted to laugh, but the smile involved the wound on the corner of his mouth. He let out a "hiss" and comforted Qiao Luo: "Are you scared? Do you want to hug me this time?"

Qiao Luo actually wanted to hug him, but he was afraid that Fu Shizhou's leg might be hurt somewhere, so he grabbed Fu Shizhou's hand rubbing his hair, and carefully held the hand to blow the wound: "You came here before I had time to be afraid."

The distress in his eyes showed a bit of admiration: "You came to save me so soon."

Fu Shizhou didn't want him to be hurt again on the basis of being scared once, so he intentionally teased him: "Aren't you quick, I rushed up to the fourth floor to find you, and jumped directly to the third floor, I didn't look at it in a hurry. Qing, even broke into the women's bathroom. Tsk, life is stained."

Qiao Luo was amused, and carefully blew on Fu Shizhou's hands, asking, "Does it hurt?"

Fu Shizhou withdrew his hand calmly, and the boy looked at him devoutly, holding his not-so-good-looking hand, he was afraid he couldn't help it.

He changed the subject: "It doesn't hurt, be obedient, go and sit down, it's getting late, go home quickly."

Qiao Luo sat upright obediently, in the posture of a primary school student in class, with his back straight, his hands on his knees, and his head tilted to observe Fu Shizhou.

About twenty minutes after returning to Qiao's house from the police station, Qiao Luo stared at Fu Shizhou intently for twenty minutes.

Fu Shizhou's blood pressure soared when he watched him, and his hands holding the steering wheel were covered with sweat, and he was crying in his heart - he really couldn't concentrate on driving.

When he got home, Fu Shizhou finally couldn't help rubbing Qiao Luo's face, pulled him into his arms and hugged him, and said intentionally, "Is the face swollen and ugly? You've seen it all the way."

Qiao Luo lay on his chest, shook his head, and said softly, "You're not ugly, brother Zhouzhou, you're so handsome..."

He looked at the swollen corners of Fu Shizhou's mouth and his slightly curved eyebrows with a slight smile, and remembered the peace of mind at the moment when he saw Fu Shizhou appear.

Qiao Luo's heart suddenly jumped fast.

He panicked and found that he really wanted to put his lips close to the corner of Fu Shizhou's mouth.

He wanted to kiss Fu Shizhou.

Qiao Luo was stunned, not knowing why he had such "rebellious" thoughts.

He didn't dare to hug Fu Shizhou any more, quickly climbed off Fu Shizhou, and said, "I'm a little sleepy, hurry up and ask my father to treat the wound!"

Then he opened the co-pilot's door and jumped out in a panic.