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Throughout the afternoon, except for the unexpected quiz that allowed him to cheer up, the other classes were not good enough, his head was groggy, but he couldn't sleep well. I don't know how Chen Mo survived it. I'm listening to class.

In fact, he can listen, but he doesn't want to listen in a serious manner like Chen Mo. Every time he can't sleep on his stomach, he will listen to lectures to pass the time.

As it is now, he doesn't feel sleepy at all when lying on the table, but he just likes to lie on his stomach if he doesn't want to sit upright.

This class is still the class of the fat teacher. The gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose are about to fall off, so I use my index finger to lift it up, holding a book in one hand and explaining the topic on the screen in the other.

There are quite a few people in the class who are sleepy like him and don't listen to the class, especially the ones in the back row are the most, such as the yellow hair who sits diagonally across from him and sleeps on his stomach like him.

Huangmao's real name is actually Li Qiang, but because of his yellow hair, people who see him will be attracted by his yellow hair for the first time. This one name has become two names, and he has gained a nickname over time. yellow hair.

When he and Chen Mo returned to class, they saw a group of girls discussing together, and the topic was all about his heroic deeds of beating Huang Mao.

To say that this scumbag is really not a good stubble, his father is in business, because he has invested a lot of money in the school, so he can be regarded as one of the shareholders of the school. When this scumbag came to the school for the first time, the principal was always smiling. Talking to him, it's really exciting.

Right and wrong must be divided first before and after, and things must be divided into good and bad first. No matter whether it is good or not, the relationship between him and Huang Mao is considered to be settled. Judging from the cruel words that Huang Mao uttered before leaving, it is estimated that he will not be beaten. give up.

He has never been afraid since he was a child, and he has to do what he wants.

Xiao Yihan lay on the table and yawned continuously, and he dug his hands in his pockets, only to realize that this was a classroom, or a classroom with a teacher, and retracted his fingers when they touched Cigarettes.

"Why are you so addicted to smoking? This is still a class," Chen Mo caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of his eye while holding a pen.

"Boring," Xiao Yihan sighed.

"There's sugar in the schoolbag," Chen Mo looked up at the blackboard, but he was speaking to Xiao Yihan.

"Sugar?" Xiao Yihan leaned closer to his body intentionally, reaching into Chenmo's schoolbag to take out, "Where did you get so much sugar, there are all kinds of them."

"It's in the bag you gave Xiaoyan last time, so I brought it over," Chen Mo said.

"Oh... that's right, Xiao Chen's replacement teeth haven't grown back yet," Xiao Yihan peeled off a big white rabbit and put it in his mouth, and then peeled another one and stuffed it into Chen Mo's mouth.

"That's why you don't take the teacher seriously," Chen Mo said with a smile.

"I can't see it," Xiao Yihan said.

"Did the tooth replacement you just mentioned refer to the one next to Xiaoyan's front tooth?" Chen Mo asked.

"Yes," Xiao Yihan lowered his head and counted the handful of candy on his palm, still chewing in his mouth.

"I took him to pull that out," Chen Mo said.

"Pull it out?" Xiao Yihan's surprised voice was raised several times, and he covered his mouth immediately after looking at the classroom, "Cavities?"

"Or do you think I really don't let him eat sweets because I'm afraid he'll gain weight?" Chen Mo tilted his head and looked at him with idiot eyes.

"I thought I was changing my teeth," Xiao Yihan continued, "Xiaochen also listens to you."

"I also listen to you," Chen Mo said with a smile, "To be honest, I was quite surprised when I saw Xiaoyan strike up a conversation with you at the hot pot restaurant."

Chen Mo looked at Xiao Yihan who nodded and continued, "Don't look at Xiaoyan's playful and smiling face at ordinary times, he is just like someone he is familiar with. Heart disease and the shadow of domestic violence will always be scars in his heart that cannot be erased."

"Then I'm very lucky," Xiao Yihan looked at Chen Mo with his chin in his hands, "Everyone likes me."

"Yes, you are so beautiful," Chen Mo smiled and poked his finger on his face.

"Yeah, it's beautiful," Xiao Yihan bent his eyes, this feeling is really good.

Dusk is the end of school, and the light of the sunset shines into the entire class, and it is the end of the day. Those who should go home go home, and those who should go back to the dormitory go back to the dormitory.

When there was no one in the class, he put his hands on the desk, knelt on one knee beside the chair, stretched his neck and kissed Chen Mo's mouth.

The sunset shines on Chen Mo's face through the window, clearly showing the small fluff on his face, thick long eyelashes, fair skin, and alluring lips.

Xiao Yihan closed his eyes, and greedily sucked Chenmo's alluring red lips, especially wanting time to stop here, even for a moment.

But time will never stop, and it won't stop because of the two of them. After a long time, Xiao Yihan stopped, reaching out and using his thumb to help Chen Mo wipe off the silver thread at the corner of his mouth.

"What to do, I feel that I can't control myself more and more," Xiao Yihan leaned over and whispered in Chen Mo's ear.

"Then...you don't have to control it," Chen Mo raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

"Forget it, you are still hurt, I have to restrain myself," Xiao Yihan stood up and helped Chen Mo pack his schoolbag, then picked up his own and threw it on his shoulder, then turned around and took Chen Mo's hand, "Take my wife home .”

Chen Mo followed behind, looked at the back of Xiao Yihan's head and smiled, and Xiao Yihan still pulled him out.

His kiss was neither long nor short, when the two of them left the teaching building, there was no one else on the playground, so Xiao Yihan held Chen Mo's hand even more boldly.

But along the way, he always felt that someone was following them, but when he turned back, there was no one behind him, which made him a little nervous.

"What's wrong?" Chen Mo asked.

"No, I always feel that someone is following us," Xiao Yihan shook his head, hooking his hands on Chen Mo's shoulders, "Maybe it's an illusion."

Although he comforted Chen Mo so much, the more he walked, the more uncomfortable he felt in his heart, and he always felt that something would happen later.

He and Chen Mo had just turned a corner, and when they passed the alley, the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense. At this moment, when he was helping Chen Mo to comb his hair, he caught a glimpse of a man in short sleeves, holding a stick in his hand. Wave this way.

He couldn't imagine what the consequences would be if that stick fell on Chen Mo, but at least he knew now that it hurt him, more painful than the iron rod last time.

From the neck to the back of the head, it hurts like a crack. I don't know if the blood is flowing down. From the back of the ear to the neck, and then to the chest, it is all wet and makes him uncomfortable.

Now besides being dizzy, I still feel dizzy, but I don't want to close my eyes. I don't know if Chen Mo is okay, but no matter how I shake my head, it doesn't help. The eyelids are still heavy, and he can't hold them up no matter how heavy they are.

"Yihan!" Chen Mo panicked, turned around and kicked the attacker, and then hugged Xiao Yihan who was lying on him.

"Are... are you okay?" Xiao Yihan closed his eyes after finishing his last sentence.

Chen Mo reached out and touched the back of Xiao Yihan's head, the blood... other than blood, it was blood, red and dazzling, and the person who had been joking with him before, was lying on his body motionless now.

He couldn't tell whether it was anger or fear now, he only knew that it was the person opposite who hit Xiao Yihan, and all the rationality in his heart was washed away the moment he touched the blood.

Chen Mo took a deep breath and tried to calm down. He would definitely not be able to walk away, so he could only...

He slowly put Xiao Yihan down on the ground, clenched his fists and stood up to stare at that person coldly.

No, it should be said that it was a group of people, and the leader was Huang Mao, who had an argument with them in the afternoon, standing in front of the group of people in a ruffian manner.

Chen Mo picked up the bamboo pole at hand and rushed towards the group of people. There were so many people on the other side, he soon fell into a disadvantage.

Even if his leg was hit from behind, even if his body was kicked many times, it still couldn't stop the anger in his heart from venting.

"Xiao Mo!"

Chen Mo's thoughts were interrupted by this sound, and his next actions were also interrupted. When he realized it, he had already been kicked in the chest.

"Didn't your mother tell you not to be distracted when fighting?" Huang Mao walked up to him with his hands in his pockets.

"Scumbags who only play sneak attacks," Chen Mo covered his stomach and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Except for Xu Tianqi who called him that nickname just now, there is no other person who would call him that, but the voice just now is obviously not Xu Tianqi's, and he is saying that Xu Tianqi will not come here.

But who is it?

"Grandson, are you playing sneak attack?"

Chen Mo searched almost everyone he knew, but the only thing he didn't expect was that the person who called him by his nickname was Yan Ziyan who hadn't met a few times.

The scene became more and more chaotic. People in black suits were wrestling with those in civilian clothes. The black suits had iron rods in their hands, and the casual clothes also had weapons in their hands.

Chen Mo frowned and covered his stomach, he couldn't think so much now, he walked forward step by step, avoiding punches and kicks from everyone, and walked to Xiao Yihan's side with heavy steps.

The pool of blood on the ground made him even more frightened, enduring all the pain in his body to carry Xiao Yihan up.

"I'll take you to the hospital," Yan Ziyan drove his black car to the side of the road and waved to him, "Hurry up."

Chen Mo looked at the person on his shoulder, and then at Yan Ziyan in the car. The only way now is to get in the car.

The car was quite big, Chen Mo and Yan Ziyan carried Xiao Yihan to the back seat, there was still some space, Chen Mo also sat directly next to Xiao Yihan.

Not a while after getting in the car, Xiao Yihan moved his hands, the pain still only increased, and it was still difficult to open his eyes, so he could only squint slightly, and said in an almost silent voice, "Dachen... are you okay?" ?”

But it was only this sentence, and he exhausted his last bit of strength and mind just to ask Chen Mo if he was doing well, and then fell into a coma again.

"Yihan, Yihan?" Chen Mo's complexion was pale, and he slapped Xiao Yihan's face with his hands, his panicked heart made the outstretched hands tremble, and he looked up at the front, "Please hurry up."

After receiving the message, Yan Ziyan ran straight through the red and yellow lights, and drove towards the nearest hospital at least as quickly as possible. When the car reached the hospital gate, he immediately jumped out of the car and went in to call for a nurse.

It was the operating room again, this was the place Chen Mo was most afraid of seeing, no matter whether it was Chen Yan or Xiao Yihan, he didn't want them to enter this place.

Chen Mo sat on the chair with his head in his hands, his head was in a mess now, this was the second time Xiao Yihan helped him block the stick, now he really couldn't find any words to describe him except to say he was stupid.

The doctors and nurses in the operating room were busy giving Xiao Yihan anesthesia, stopping the bleeding, and suturing the wound. Outside the operating room, Chen Mo sat motionless on a chair, and Yan Ziyan stood beside Chen Mo and said no, no, no.

Ten minutes was really too long for Chen Mo, he stood up as soon as the operating light went out, and Yan Ziyan followed closely.

"Doctor, how are you?" Chen Mo asked.

"It's all right, the wound has been sutured, and when the patient recovers, I need to take a picture to see if there is any concussion or something," the doctor took off his mask and comforted, "The patient will wake up after anesthesia."

Chen Mo listened carefully and nodded, "Thank you."

When Xiao Yihan was pushed out, Chen Mo followed closely, looking at the man with no trace of blood on his face, he felt very uncomfortable.

But he only stayed for a while before going out, Chen Mo gently closed the door of the ward, looked at Yan Ziyan who was sitting on the chair, and motioned to go out.

When they arrived at the entrance of the hospital, Chen Mo said, "Thank you."

"I guess, you were the one who followed Yihan and me before," Chen Mo said.

"Well, I didn't mean anything malicious, I just wanted to ask..." Yan Ziyan pulled a necklace from his neck.

The pendant hanging on the chain is a curved water drop, the workmanship is also very exquisite, and the color is also very unique. Generally, most pendants are bright in color, but the one on Yan Ziyan's neck is dark red, the kind that drips blood.

Before Yan Ziyan could finish his next words, Chen Mo was surprised, "Why do you have this?"

"Your tone, it seems that you also have it," although Yan Ziyan started the sentence first, but the sentence was very calm.