You do not understand

Jiang Xun wandered the streets for a few minutes with his schoolbag on his back, and entered a small Internet cafe. The owner of the Internet cafe was lying on the table with his arms folded in a daze. , frowned and said: "Take off the school uniform and go inside."

Jiang Xun was expressionless, and glanced at it. It was leaning against the wall, dimly lit, and extremely narrow. It looked like an abandoned corner. He took out his wallet and asked jerky: "Now? "

The boss curled his mouth and looked at him seriously, with a half-smile: "If the night is not included, you will count the clock when you finish playing."

Jiang Xun listened, took out fifty and put it on the table, and said bluntly, "I'll pay for the night."

Not going home tonight, he thought, if Jiang Shaoan could find a little bit of energy to worry about him, let him search for him all over the street.

Jiang Xun walked over and turned it on. The screen next to him was full of intense game battle scenes. The keyboard and mouse were crackling. Some of the pictures seemed familiar, but he couldn't tell them apart. He was a little eager to try, and knocked on a boy next to him who was in the midst of a fierce battle: "What game are you playing?"

The boy should be a college student, with obvious traces of youth on his face, he raised his eyebrows in surprise, but immediately turned his gaze back to the screen, and said two words succinctly.

Jiang Xun let out an "oh" before opening the search interface, and heard the two men in front say: "Ding Nan is not online?"

The world is really small. Jiang Xun stopped his hands and tried to distinguish the backs of the two heads. The backs of the heads were similar, and he couldn't mobilize any of his memories, but their conversation continued——

"Surely not coming, don't you know something happened to their house?"

"what?"

"Come on, let me tell you in secret." One of the men turned his head and covered his mouth with his hand, his voice was suddenly so low that he couldn't hear it.

Jiang Xun leaned forward indiscriminately, trying to hear clearly, the man was talking, as if he had caught his gaze, and suddenly looked at him very bluntly: "What are you looking at...Jiang Xun?"

Jiang Xun saw his face, but didn't recognize who he was. At this moment, the man had already stood up: "Come on, Jiang Xun, let's go out and talk."

Jiang Xun sat without moving. Before he could put his eyes on the screen, his chest tightened. Because he was not prepared, he was dragged forward and the screen trembled twice.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?" The boss noticed and hurried over: "Are you fighting? You want to fight."

The man was very dissatisfied, and both of them stood up, very conspicuously: "Why, you were quite bold when eavesdropping on people's conversations, but now you are so cowardly?"

Jiang Xun didn't want to get up at first, but there were already several dissatisfied eyes around him, so he had to stand up, took his bag, and followed the two boys outside.

Those two people were not wearing school uniforms, and their faces were slightly more mature than those of high school students. They were obviously from the society, one in front of the other, and Jiang Xun was sandwiched between them. The three of them walked under the streetlight beside the road, and the person in front suddenly turned around. Come here, and smile at Jiang Xunyin: "Bring it here."

"What?" Jiang Xun didn't understand what he meant.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was pushed by the man behind him, and he could not help but take two steps forward.

The smile of the man in front of him changed subtly, and it became horrifying: "Pretend to be stupid?" He curled his thumb, rubbed his index finger and middle finger, made a very clear gesture, and hummed: "Ding Nan's family is now Something happened, and you still have the mind to surf the Internet here? I'll help you do something good and buy him some gifts for you."

Jiang Xun understood now, and shook the schoolbag, the expression on his face remained unchanged: "I have nothing to do with his family's accident, I have no intention of spending money for him, and I don't need you to do it for me."

The man saw that he was so calm, he was both surprised and angry, and his face was almost distorted: "I think you owe a lesson, okay, then save that little money to pay for your own medical expenses!"

As he said that, together with the man behind him, he restrained Jiang Xun back and forth, and at that moment, he kicked Jiang Xun hard in the stomach with his knee.

Jiang Xun was grabbed by the front and back, and the close-to-body fighting prevented him from using his fists and feet, so he had to barely throw himself on the person in front of him and hit the electric pole behind him.

"Fuck!" Hearing a dull bang, I don't know where the bones of the man hit the cement. The sound made, the two men became excited and threw him to the ground. Jiang Xun grabbed one of the men's arms Clothes, trying to knock down the opponent, at this moment his jaw was hit hard by another person.

Jiang Xun suddenly felt that his teeth were loose, and the upper and lower teeth collided unexpectedly, and he immediately tasted the blood in his mouth.

The resistance became weak, and the occasional passers-by around cast a curious look or two, but they all quickened their pace out of fear.

Jiang Xun was covered in cold sweat, his eyes were squinted, and he was about to lose consciousness. The two of them were relaxing. He suddenly used what little strength he had to hold the half of the shoulder in front of him, and bit hard. go up...

"Hiss! You're fucking courting death!" The man gasped in pain, slapped Jiang Xun directly, grabbed his hair, and wanted to slam the back of his head on the ground.

The floor tiles are uneven, and there may be small stones or glass shards. At that moment, Jiang Xun felt frightened. The sound of his heartbeat almost overwhelmed all other sounds. He struggled desperately, but he couldn't get rid of the restraint of his hands. A piece of sky above his head swayed like when he was dizzy, as if there were only afterimages left...

"stop!"

In a blur, he heard a voice, that person's voice from far to near, his footsteps matched his heartbeat, boom, boom...

"What are you two doing? Aren't you afraid that I will call the police for beating people in the street?"

Those two people ran away at once, and someone came into his sight and cast a reflection on top of his head. He squatted down and looked at Jiang Xun, and touched his cheek with his hand: "Jiang Xun, are you okay?"

Jiang Xun's face burned and hurt, and it was an unspeakable pain when he encountered the cold wind. He bit his lips, and after being helped up by the man, he patted his clothes as a cover-up with a little shame and helplessness. Look at that person: "Lawyer Duan..."

Duan Yanzhe looked at his hands, then at his face, it was either red or torn, the skin at the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching: "This is the second time, this is the second time I've seen you encounter this kind of thing again, where are your parents? ? You told them no, why don't they care about your affairs at all?"

"..." Jiang Xun was silent.

"Who were those two people just now, and why did they beat you?"

He heard his own voice, which turned out to be angrier than he imagined, as cold as a piece of ice.

Jiang Xun shook off his hand: "Ding Nan's acquaintance."

Duan Yanzhe was still waiting for his next words, and found that he had finished speaking, he was shocked: "Just this reason?"

Jiang Xun pursed his lips and looked up at him: "Squeeze out, bully, suppress, do you need a reason for these?"

"..."

"If someone starts, there will be blind followers behind, and it doesn't matter who I offend."

"..." Duan Yanzhe was slightly taken aback.

Jiang Xun twitched the corner of his mouth, trying to force a smile, but his face hurt so badly, it finally turned into a miserable smile: "Lawyer Duan, thank you, I'm leaving."

"Stop first." Duan Yanzhe grabbed his arm.

Duan Yanzhe has been out of high school for many years, and he has long forgotten the philosophy of life in his student days. He glanced sideways at Jiang Xun's profile, and felt that there were some things he couldn't remember, some things he didn't know, but now they were full and three-dimensional.

The car was fully heated, and Duan Yanzhe drove the car to find a nearby hospital. When he arrived at the entrance of the hospital, Jiang Xun said, "I don't see a doctor."

He spoke resolutely, Duan Yanzhe put his hands on the steering wheel, he couldn't figure out whether to advance or retreat for a while: "Send you home?"

Jiang Xun rested his head on the back of the chair, staring at a little bit of the roof of the car: "I'm not going home."

"..." Duan Yanzhe said, "Then where are you going?"

Jiang Xun closed his eyes instead, and after two seconds, he said inexplicably, "Why don't you find a piece of sea and throw me away."

Duan Yanzhe looked at his up and down Adam's apple: "Okay."

Jiang Xun still kept his eyes closed, his eyelashes fluttered twice, but he didn't speak any more.

Jiang Xun didn't open his eyes all the time, feeling that the car was accelerating again and turning a corner. After driving for an unknown amount of time, the phone rang suddenly. He reached into his bag and pressed it, and the surrounding fell into silence again.

Then after a while, Duan Yanzhe got off the car, Jiang Xun waited, couldn't help but opened his eyes a little, looked out the car window, and found Duan Yanzhe ran into a pharmacy.

Jiang Xun's muscles were completely relaxed, and he felt more pain in his body.

Not long after he sat this time, Duan Yanzhe got back into the car and handed a lunch box under his nose: "Eat first, or apply medicine first?"

Jiang Xun couldn't keep calm anymore, his eyes fell directly on Duan Yanzhe's face, this time he spent an unusually long time looking at Duan Yanzhe's face.

Duan Yanzhe's two eyebrows are very flat, the eyebrows are not obvious, the bridge of the nose is high and straight, the lips are thin, but not sharp, maybe because of his youth, the eyes and face lines are soft.

He is handsome, but he is not calm. It can be said that he has a standard boyish face.

In fact, what Zhou Hang and Deng Yilin said is absolutely correct, his face is still qualitatively different from George Clooney and Ben Affleck.

But Jiang Xun couldn't restrain himself, and his reflection flashed in his mind.

"..." He silently took the box, intending to eat the bento.

Because of the pain in his mouth, Jiang Xun didn't eat fast. He just took a bite, but his mouth was still fishy and salty. When the food was mixed with it, he immediately felt sick.

"Let me see your mouth." Duan Yanzhe said.

Before Jiang Xun could react, Duan Yanzhe turned his chin and looked at it for a while. He didn't know what he was thinking, and his expression became a little subtle: "The tongue sticks out too."

Jiang Xun didn't expect the lawyer to be so omniscient and able to see a doctor, but he still stuck out his tongue slowly and stared at Duan Yanzhe with dark eyes.

With his mouth open like that, he felt that he was so stupid. After waiting for a few seconds, Duan Yanzhe seemed to be staring at his tongue in a daze, and couldn't help saying: "My tongue is broken?"

Duan Yanzhe seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, let go of his chin, and looked away: "Here, rinse your mouth before eating."

As he spoke, he took out a Pocari bottle from the plastic bag and handed it over.

Jiang Xun rinsed his mouth and resumed his meal, while Duan Yanzhe took the medicine box and looked at each one. Jiang Xun was hungry, and cleaned up the food like a storm. Duan Yanzhe fiddled with his phone and asked, "It's eleven o'clock, I really don't want to go home." ?”

Jiang Xun held the empty lunch box and said nothing.

He has indeed caused Duan Yanzhe a lot of trouble, now he can no longer be embarrassed because he doesn't know how to deal with himself.

Although Jiang Xun didn't even know where he was, he still stretched out his hand to open the car door, while pretending to be nonchalant, he said, "I spent the night at the Internet cafe, and I want to go back to surf the Internet later."

Duan Yanzhe was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled. He was faster than him, and before Jiang Xun opened the car door, he had already grabbed his wrist: "What kind of Internet, I will give you medicine first."