Zhu Mu Lang Ma

This grain store is quite big, the front store has been transformed into a fast food restaurant, the warehouse behind has been empty, no one guards, and no one tidies up, Fu Kun has never come in, he always thinks that this place should be at night People who drink too much and can't find a toilet like it the most.

Wang Zhiqiang took the lead and walked in. There was a lot of dust in the warehouse, the light was a little dim, there was a broken scale in the corner, and various rice bags and flour bags were thrown on the ground.

After Fu Kun followed in, he stood on a bag of northeast rice. He originally wanted to step on the bag of Thai fragrant rice in front, but that position was too close to Wang Zhiqiang.

"Fu Kun, let's make a break today." Wang Zhiqiang moved his arms, legs, and neck. When he moved his neck, he tried very hard. He probably wanted to make a noise, but it didn't work.

Fu Kun lowered his head and looked at the Northeast rice. Wang Zhiqiang probably watched young and Dangerous boys live in the past few years, and his words all had a quack flavor: "I have something to say first."

"Say." Wang Zhiqiang waved his hand.

"Although I don't know what the two of us have to end, but if you say you want to end it, let's end it," Fu Kun threw the schoolbag aside, and a cloud of dust rose, "But you have to put a green hat on yourself." Don't pull me, it has nothing to do with me, you have this hobby and find others to play with you."

The corner of Wang Zhiqiang's mouth twitched: "Stop fucking nonsense!"

At the same time as these words were said, a person beside him threw a wooden stick to Wang Zhiqiang. Wang Zhiqiang took the stick, rushed towards Fu Kun, and raised the wooden stick in his hand.

Fu Kun didn't dodge. If he dodged back at this time, he would definitely be hit by a stick. He bent down and rushed towards Wang Zhiqiang, aiming his right shoulder at Wang Zhiqiang's stomach.

After listening to the teacher's lecture, Fu Yijie packed his schoolbag and left the classroom.

When he reached the shed, he was stunned. Fu Kun's bicycle was not in the shed, so he turned around and walked towards the school gate. If Fu Kun was not in the shed, he was usually at the gate.

But no one was seen at the door, Fu Yijie frowned, and when he was about to go back to the teaching building of the high school, he caught sight of the bicycle locked under a tree not far away.

It belongs to Fu Kun.

What about people?

There was no one beside the car, only students in twos and threes on both sides of the street at the entrance, and Fu Kun was not seen either.

"Little Baibai," Chen Li's voice came from beside him, "You two haven't returned yet?"

"My brother isn't in the classroom?" Fu Yijie turned to ask her.

"No, I ran away after school." Chen Li came out with Gou Sheng. When she saw the car next to the tree, she was stunned. "Isn't this another car?"

"I didn't see anyone," Fu Yijie thought for a while, and walked across the street, "I'll go to the store across the street to have a look."

Chen Li stood at the same spot and looked around, she felt a little strange, a person like Fu Kun who almost built a temple to confess his brother, theoretically shouldn't let Fu Yijie look for him everywhere in such a confusion.

"Have you gone to buy food for his brother..." When Gou Sheng was speaking, Xu Jiamei passed behind him on a bicycle, rang the bell, and Gou Sheng stepped aside.

Chen Li didn't like Xu Jiamei at first, but now she was riding a bicycle on the sidewalk and rang the bell arrogantly, Chen Li couldn't help but give her a sideways glance.

Xu Jiamei also looked at her arrogantly, then turned away and pedaled her bike forward.

Chen Li suddenly felt that there was something unnatural in Xu Jiamei's eyes, she shouted without thinking: "Xu Jiamei!"

Xu Jiamei ignored her, and the bicycle rushed away after a few pedals.

"Why call her?" Gou Sheng asked inexplicably.

"Xu Jiamei!" Chen Li yelled again, seeing that Xu Jiamei didn't intend to stop, she gritted her teeth, "I don't know, a woman's sixth sense! My sixth sense is very accurate!"

Before Gou Sheng could speak, Chen Li looked around again. There were a few freshman students standing beside the school wall. She ran over: "Student, ask, do you know Fu Kun?"

A student was stunned: "I know."

"Have you been here all this time? Did you see him come out just now?" Chen Li pointed to the bicycle behind her, "Did you lock the bicycle here?"

This student shook his head, the other hesitated, and said, "It seems that... I left with a few people? I didn't pay much attention..."

When Fu Yijie was walking to the door of the newly opened boutique, Chen Li and Gou Sheng chased after him, and Chen Li patted him on the shoulder: "Fu Kun may have been called away by a few people, probably Over there."

Fu Yijie was stunned, Chen Li was pointing in the opposite direction to the direction they were going home, and was called away?

"I'll look for it." Fu Yijie didn't say much, and walked directly to the other side of the street.

"Let's go together." Gou Sheng followed, although he felt that it was not particularly strange that Fu Kun didn't wait for Fu Yijie after school, but he suddenly felt a little bit nervous when Chen Li tossed him so nervously. Not at ease.

Fu Kun hadn't fought for a long time, and he wasn't a person who liked to fight very much. There were more or less cliques in school. You think I don't like it. I think he doesn't participate in things you want to smoke.

If he hadn't been playing basketball all the time, he probably wouldn't have been able to withstand Wang Zhiqiang's aggressive strikes.

Wang Zhiqiang fought smarter than before. When Fu Kun's shoulder hit his stomach, the wooden stick in his hand didn't just emptied. Kun on his back.

Fu Kun's back went numb, and a strong desire to cough suddenly came up.

But he didn't stop, he bumped Wang Zhiqiang's stomach hard, Wang Zhiqiang couldn't move on to the next move, he used his inertia to push Wang Zhiqiang all the way back, and hugged his waist, trying to make Wang Zhiqiang move lie down.

But Wang Zhiqiang was much stronger than him, and he was not as unstable as before. Fu Kun couldn't knock him down.

"Fuck you!" Wang Zhiqiang cursed, his stomach was hit hard, and he was pushed back a few steps before he could stand still, raised his hand and elbowed Fu Kun's back several times Down.

Fu Kun let go, straightened up suddenly, and knocked Wang Zhiqiang's arm away.

Isn't it just an elbow, who can't use it!

He slammed Wang Zhiqiang's chin upward with his elbow.

Wang Zhiqiang's head was thrown back by his blow, and his neck, which hadn't been able to make a sound before, made a "click" this time. Fu Kun didn't give him a chance to adjust, and rushed over from top to bottom and used his elbow again. Hit him hard on the nose.

"Ah—" Wang Zhiqiang covered his nose and roared, and pushed Fu Kun hard.

Nosebleed dripped from his fingers.

Fu Kun actually didn't want to hit him on the nose again, but the opportunity just now was too perfect...

Angered by his own blood, Wang Zhiqiang didn't bother with his nose anymore, and picked up the wooden stick again and swung it towards Fu Kun.

Fu Kun was pushed away two steps by him. He swung the wooden stick like this, and he happened to be within the range. He hurriedly wanted to take a step back, but just as he took a step back, he suddenly felt that someone was standing behind him, and he didn't wait for him to dodge , The people behind him pushed him violently towards Wang Zhiqiang's wooden stick.

Hold!What the fuck is this called heads-up?

Fu Kun couldn't retreat anymore, Wang Zhiqiang's stick was aimed at his head, so he had to raise his arms to protect his head.

The wooden stick hit his left forearm with the wind, and the arm slowed down the speed of the wooden stick, but part of the wooden stick still hit Fu Kun's face.

He wobbled a step before he was able to stand still.

The pain in my left arm was unbearable, my face hurt, and my teeth hurt too.

Fu Kun lowered his head and wiped his mouth with his right hand. He felt that his saliva was splashed out.

But a clear touch of red on the back of his hand gave him the correct answer, probably somewhere in his mouth was broken by a tooth.

Fu Kun swallowed, and tasted a bloody smell.

The forearm of his left hand was severely smashed, and he was shaking all the time. The pain spread from the forearm to his shoulder.

Wang Zhiqiang's condition didn't look good either. His nosebleeds couldn't stop and kept dripping out. His mouth seemed to be drinking blood, and the clothes on his chest were also stained red.

"Fuck..." He sniffed, and when he was about to say something, blood flowed directly into his mouth, and he bowed his head and spat twice, but didn't say anything after that.

"Is it alright?" Fu Kun asked, he didn't want to continue the fight, and now he has wasted a lot of time, and he has to find a place to clean himself up later, if Fu Yijie sees this virtue, he might be disappointed with this brother what kind.

Wang Zhiqiang stared at him, half of his bloody face looked very upset.

The two looked at each other without speaking. After a while, Fu Kun was about to ask again, but Wang Zhiqiang suddenly said, "Okay."

Fu Kun was taken aback by Wang Zhiqiang's words: "Have we settled our business?"

"Well, let's go." Wang Zhiqiang's nosebleeds dripped again. He threw the stick in his hand to the ground and wanted to press his nose, but just as he pressed it, he gasped and quickly took it away.

Fu Kun stared at his nose, and found that he must have hit hard this time, Wang Zhiqiang's nose seems to be crooked...

He turned around and picked up his schoolbag, trying to pat the ashes on the schoolbag, but found that his left hand was a little weak, okay, it's evened out.

Fu Kun carried his schoolbag and walked towards the door of the warehouse. No one behind him spoke.

After walking two steps, just as Fu Kun was about to step out of the warehouse gate, he heard footsteps behind him.

The footsteps were in a hurry, coming towards him, Fu Kun's heart sank suddenly, he had no time to look back, he could only estimate the other party's situation, and quickly lowered his head and bent over.

It is a brick.

Hands are so fucking black!

The bending action made Fu Kun avoid the brick that was supposed to hit the back of his head. The brick hit his shoulder, and he could clearly hear the sound of the brick breaking on his shoulder.

Fu Yijie stopped at the end of the road. It was a T-junction with two directions. Fu Yijie chose to go to the right.

The road on the left used to be the busiest street in the city center, and the road on the right passed many small streets and alleys.

Because there is no definite goal, they can only move forward along the road.

When passing the old grain store, Fu Yijie saw a few people on bicycles rushing out from the intersection next to the grain store. The bikes were riding very fast, and before they could take a closer look, these people had already disappeared in front of them.

"Warehouse." Fu Yijie ran to the grain store, and Chen Li and Gou Sheng followed him.

Turning in from the small alley next to the grain store, it was the warehouse of the grain store. Fu Yijie rushed into the yard of the warehouse. As soon as he entered, he saw a person lying on the ground at the door of the warehouse.

Fu Kun knelt on the ground with his head on the ground and his right hand on his shoulder.

Fu Yijie suddenly felt a chill penetrate into his body, he threw his schoolbag on the ground, and rushed over: "Fu Kun!"

"Damn," Fu Kun didn't move. When he heard Fu Yijie's voice, he was depressed for a while, and his heart was so congested that he couldn't breathe, "I'm fine."

"Where is the injury?" Chen Li yelled, "Don't touch him yet!"

Gou Sheng rushed to his side, landed on his hands and feet and circled around him: "Kunzi, can you move yourself?"

"Yes." Fu Kun took a deep breath, his left arm and right shoulder were injured and he couldn't stand up on the ground, so he could only sit up with his waist while gritting his teeth.

"Did you hurt your leg?" Fu Yijie asked, his voice full of anxiety.

"No." Fu Kun stared at the ground, he didn't dare to look into Fu Yijie's eyes.

Fu Yijie walked around behind him, bent down and hugged his waist with his arms, and slowly pulled him up: "Where is the injury?"

"Arms and shoulders," Fu Kun said in a muffled voice, "It's really all right, how did you find them here..."

"Let's go to the hospital to get it done first, I don't look like I'm fine." Chen Li was circling around anxiously.

"For a while," Fu Kun didn't care whether he was going to the hospital or not, he turned his head and looked at Fu Yijie who was helping him pick up his schoolbag and was taking pictures, "I..."

"Let's go to the hospital first." Fu Yijie handed the schoolbag to Gou Sheng who was next to him, and then patted the dust on his trousers, "Leave nothing else alone."

Several people sent Fu Kun to the emergency room of the hospital. After more than an hour of tossing, Fu Kun's arm and shoulder were broken, and they were covered with plaster to fix them.

Fu Kun went to the toilet and looked in the mirror, looking quite scary.

"Go home." Fu Yijie followed into the toilet.

"It will scare my parents," Fu Kun sighed. Thinking of this, he felt depressed again, and couldn't help but gritted his teeth and cursed, "Fuck!"

Fu Yijie was silent for a while, and asked, "Is it Wang Zhiqiang?"

"...Yes." Fu Kun turned and walked out of the toilet.

"Why did he come to you again?" Fu Yijie followed behind him and continued to ask.

Fu Kun hesitated for a long time, and told about Zhang Kexin's borrowing money a while ago: "You can scold if you want."

"I don't want to scold," Fu Yijie patted him on the back lightly. On the surface, Fu Kun was quite aggressive, but in fact he was very soft-hearted, especially towards girls. What to say about this one, "Don't do this in the future."

"En." Fu Kun originally thought that Fu Yijie might scold him half to death, and he was already mentally prepared, but he didn't expect Fu Yijie to have such an attitude, he was a little surprised.

"When you gave the money, did you still feel that you were awesome?" Fu Yijie said.

Fu Kun was stunned for a moment, but couldn't hold back his joy: "Damn, you really know your brother, I immediately put myself in the ranks of big money."

"Spending three hundred to buy a beating, this big money can make a fortune, I really thank the society."

When they got home, the dishes on the table were cold, and their parents were usually not too anxious about them coming home late, but when they saw the splint and bandages on Fu Kun's arms and shoulders, my mother immediately froze from fear. Jumped up on the sofa: "What's the matter?"

Fu Kun didn't go into details, he only said that he was troubled by someone, and then he went back to the house and couldn't come out.

He didn't listen to what Fu Yijie explained to his parents outside, and sat on a chair in a daze.

When he entered the door and saw the cold food and the surprised and anxious eyes of his parents, his heart was full of guilt, followed by uncontrollable irritability.

How could such a fucking thing be spread on my own head!

Thinking of Zhang Kexin's appearance when he came to borrow money that day, he suddenly felt unspeakably disgusted.

"Fuck!" Fu Kun stood up and kicked the sandbag, his shoulders suddenly hurt, he quickly sat back on the chair to relax his shoulders, and after a while he couldn't help but curse, "Fuck!"

"Brother," the bedroom door was pushed open, and Fu Yijie poked his head in, "Let's eat first, Mom is already hot."

Fu Kun really didn't have an appetite to eat, and besides, he couldn't use any of his hands, but he still stood up and walked out of the room.

"Eat with a spoon," my mother put a spoon next to his bowl, "or let Yijie feed you."

"Mom, Dad," Fu Kun stood by the table, not knowing what to say, "I..."

"Kunzi, sit down," Dad patted the chair, "Dad has something to tell you."

Fu Kun sat down and stared at the rice in the bowl.

"People, there will always be some depressing things in this life." Dad poured a glass of wine and took a sip. "But for the same thing, different ways of dealing with it will have different results."

Fu Kun didn't speak, but still stared at the bowl.

"A man should be responsible, but sometimes, it's not the best way to bear it hard." Dad took another sip of his wine and murmured, "When this happens, even if it's just shouting twice It is better for the teachers and classmates to hear it than to be injured like this in a fight."

"En." Fu Kun lowered his head.

"Baobuqi will encounter this kind of thing again in the future. People mature slowly. When encountering such a thing again, we have to think more about how to deal with it is the best."

"I see."

"Eat." Dad picked up the chopsticks.

No one in the family mentioned this matter anymore, and daily life continued to go on step by step.

After Fu Kun was injured, he rested at home for two days and continued to go back to school.

He couldn't ride the car anymore. He walked to school with Fu Yijie every day. After school, he went home first. Fu Yijie increased his review and stayed at school for an extra hour every day.

Naturally, he couldn't go to the stall. Sun Wei used his internship salary to buy a lot of nutritional products and sent them to Fu Kun's house. When he was free, he would go to the stall with Fu Kun's unsold goods.

"Business won't go well if your brother isn't here," Sun Wei handed the money to Fu Yijie, "That's all for the past few days, and there are always girls who come to ask why the handsome boss didn't come."

"You take it," Fu Yijie smiled, "My brother definitely can't ask for this money."

"I can't take it either, he bought the goods." Sun Wei stuffed the money into Fu Yijie's hand, "I won't go upstairs anymore. Climbing to the seventh floor is too uncomfortable. I'll have to work the night shift later."

"Thank you Sun Wei." Fu Yijie had no choice but to put the money in his schoolbag.

"Oh, it's been a while since I called you brother," Sun Wei laughed, and stepped on the bicycle, "Let's go, I'll go up to see your brother someday after I have a rest."

Fu Yijie didn't mention Fu Kun's injury during this time, he was afraid of affecting Fu Kun's mood, even though his parents didn't blame Fu Kun, he could feel that Fu Kun was always depressed.

The college entrance examination is due in less than a month, and the review has entered the final stage. Fu Kun can't move his left hand, but he can use his right hand, but because of a shoulder injury, his movements are very restricted. Although no one mentioned it, everyone knows , Fu Kun's current situation, the speed of answering questions in the college entrance examination will definitely be affected.

When Fu Yijie thought of these things, he felt that his breath was stuck in his chest and he couldn't get out of it. He always wanted to find a place where no one was around and yell loudly.

After returning home and giving the money to Fu Kun, he looked at the calendar.

on Tuesday.

After eating, he told his mother to go to the teacher's house, and then rode Fu Kun's bicycle and went out.

This time, he often went to see the teacher at night, but his mother didn't ask much.

He was riding a bicycle, but he didn't go to the teacher's house. He stopped halfway, took out a black T-shirt from his schoolbag, changed it on the side of the road where no one was around, and then pedaled southward at a fast pace. .

To the south is the old city, which he has hardly ever been to, but he has walked this road today several times.

His destination is ahead, which is an old residential area hidden behind the newly built buildings in the city.Most of the residents here have moved into new buildings. These old houses are either empty or rented out to migrant workers.

Fu Yijie got out of the car in front of a few rows of houses, locked the car on the railing beside him, took out a baseball cap from his school bag, put it on, and took a mask to cover his face.

One, two, three, four... six.

On the sixth row, he turned into this row of buildings.

The light was on in the outer house on the first floor, and Fu Yijie reached out and knocked on the door.

After a while, someone inside responded, "Who?"

Fu Yijie covered his mouth with his hand, and said vaguely, "Brother Bao, me."

The door lock rang, and the person inside was quite impatient: "Who the hell..."

The door was opened a crack, and before it could be fully opened, Fu Yijie had already raised his leg and kicked the door hard.