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Jiang Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, without surprise on his face, and said, "I said which dog followed me all the way, so it was you, Feng Yuan."

Feng Yuan was about the same height as him, his back was always tense, his sharp and gloomy eyes were hidden under the peaked cap, like a poisoned sharp knife, which made people chill for no reason.

Jiang Jing was not afraid of him, and even smiled contemptuously: "Why, you didn't convince me last time, how dare you come to me?"

"Last time?"

Feng Yuan raised the corner of his eyes, raised his legs and walked forward slowly: "If someone didn't help you last time, do you think you could escape?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stepped up and walked in front of Jiang Jing, and swung his fist violently with the sound of the wind.

Jiang Jing had expected it a long time ago, he leaned his upper body back to avoid it, then swung the schoolbag on his shoulder, raised his leg and kicked Feng Yuan mercilessly.

The fight between the two was unambiguous, punches and kicks were solidly landed on each other, the ground was full of dust, Feng Yuan's hat had already been knocked off, and he rolled somewhere.The corner of Jiang Jing's mouth was bloodied again, and his dry lips were soaked in blood.He stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked it, his mouth full of bloody taste, and then punched Feng Yuan's ribs: "Damn it, last night's hot water bottle was in vain."

Not to be outdone, Feng Yuan strangled him by the throat, tightened his five fingers, and gritted his teeth: "You talk a lot of fucking nonsense."

Jiang Jing couldn't catch his breath, and in a hurry, he raised his calf and kicked Feng Yuan's crotch, and said coldly: "I want you to die."

"Fuck your mother." Feng Yuan gasped, his gaze became more fierce in an instant, he picked up a stone beside him, and threw it at Jiang Jing viciously!

"Bang!" "Wow!"

Glass shattered.

Jiang Jing squatted on the ground, turned his head and looked at the shattered windows.It was the back window of a house.

Just as the two wrestled into a ball again, a sharp and angry voice resounded through the street:

"That bastard smashed my window! Get out, old lady!"

A middle-aged woman came out of the alley with her waist down, pointing at the two men with disheveled faces on the ground, she asked, "Hey! Did you two do it?"

Jiang Jing: "..."

Feng Yuan: "..."

The woman called the police without saying a word, and the two fought and destroyed other people's property. The evidence was solid, and they were taken to the police station by the roaring police car.

The blood on Jiang Jing's mouth was still wet, and the policeman who was educating him handed him a tissue: "Wipe it off."

Jiang Jing reached out to take it, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said bluntly, "Thank you."

The daily work of the grassroots police station is to deal with trivial matters, and the idle gangsters in the neighborhood have basically come here to drink tea.The policeman was not surprised by this, looked at Jiang Jing and said: "Looking at you, you should be a student. The one who fought with you is a veritable little bastard. Don't use your hands in the future. If you really fight, it will be a big deal." Oral education is so simple."

Feng Yuan, who was across the table from him, also stood in front of a policeman with his head bowed, the bloody wound on his forehead looked particularly hideous under the light.He suddenly turned his head and stared at Jiang Jing, with a cold smile on his unwavering face.

This matter is not over, and the two of them know it well.

The policeman saw clearly the turbulence of the two men, and said with a headache: "I said you two are young, what kind of deep hatred can you have, and you have to beat each other to death? Do you really think that our people's police are vegetarians?"

He pointed at Jiang Jing and said, "What's your parents' phone number? Tell them to come to the police station, I have to talk about it."

Here again?

A vein twitched on Jiang Jing's forehead. He had just started talking when he was suddenly interrupted by a loud noise.

The door of a nearby room was opened, and a policeman with a handsome face and long legs came out expressionlessly, followed by two people.

"Hey, hey, don't go, this is the second time we meet, we are really destined, how about adding a WeChat account? I can play with you when I come here later."

The voice was so familiar that Jiang Jing turned his head in a daze, meeting Ji Shurong's eyes.

The other party was obviously also very surprised.

Lu Yan, who was following closely behind the policeman, continued to make noise: "Hey, I'm serious, handsome guy, please leave a contact information."

The policeman frowned fiercely, obviously impatiently said: "You are still going on, if you continue to make trouble for no reason, I will detain you in the name of disrupting official duties."

Lu Yan's eyes lit up instantly: "Really, if you are the guarding policeman, I would wish for it."

"..." The policeman stopped suddenly, turned his head to stare at Lu Yan and said, "First, I am a criminal policeman, and I am not in charge of the guards. Second, I don't know you, so don't get close to me. Third, get out."

After the three sentences were finished, the policeman strode out, and his figure disappeared in the dark night.

Lu Yan stood there waiting to see through, obviously not planning to give up.He turned around slowly, and found that everyone in the room was silently watching him.

Lu Yan's face has been cultivated to be thicker than the city wall. He looked at Jiang Jing calmly and asked, "What's wrong with you? Telling it makes me happy."

Listen to what this man is farting.

The corner of Jiang Jing's mouth twitched, and he didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Ji Shurong walked up to him at some point, looked at his torn and dirty clothes and the bruises on his face, and asked in a low voice, "Did you fight again?"

Jiang Jing insisted, "No."

"No?" The policeman in front of him turned up his voice, glared at him and said, "Hurry up, tell me what's the phone number?"

He Yan being called to school is enough to upset him, if Jiang Zheng knows that he has been taken to the police station, it is estimated that there will be no rest tonight.It is definitely not possible to talk on the phone, Jiang Jing's mind was spinning quickly, and he said in a hurry: "He is my parent."

"He" refers to Ji Shurong next to him.

The police obviously didn't believe it: "Who did the brat lie to?"

Jiang Jing tugged on Ji Shurong's sleeve, and said with sincere eyes: "Really, he is my uncle."

After speaking, she looked at Ji Shurong, without changing her expression, and said, "Is that so, uncle?"

"Pfft." Lu Yan, who was watching the excitement, couldn't help laughing, facing the policeman's eyes, coughed and said, "Well, he didn't lie, it's really his uncle."

The policeman was dubious: "Really? What a coincidence? You got into a fight, and your uncle parked illegally. Are you two upright or not?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Jiang Jing dared to say anything in order not to make a phone call, "My dad took drugs and went to prison a few years ago, and he hasn't come out yet. My mother passed away early, and I usually live with my uncle. Qian Zhen Sure."

Ji Shurong felt his little finger gently rub against his palm, and the corner of his mouth curled up: "Well, it's absolutely true."

Just like that, Jiang Jing followed Ji Shurong out of the police station.

Before he left, he glanced back. Feng Yuan stood there alone, and under the pressure of the police, he opened his mouth: "I have no father or mother, and my brother is in prison. No one will come to pick me up."

"Let's go, what are you looking at?" Lu Yan stood under the steps and waved to him.

"Here we come." Jiang Jing withdrew his gaze, wondering why he had never seen the brother Feng Yuan was talking about.

After getting into the car, Lu Yan lay on the steering wheel and couldn't straighten up laughing: "It's true that you are here, and I can still meet you at the police station."

Only then did Jiang Jing realize how stupid he was just now, he glanced at Ji Shurong, he couldn't see his face from this angle, only the corners of his mouth seemed to curve up under the dim street lights.

Jiang Jing coughed lightly and said, "I have to."

After laughing enough, Lu Yan started the car and started on the road. After a while, he asked, "Did you bring the keys this time?"

Jiang Jing touched his pocket: "I have it."

"That's fine." Lu Yan said bluntly: "Otherwise, I will throw you down halfway."

Jiang Jing rolled his eyes and snorted.

After a brief silence, Ji Shurong suddenly asked, "Why did you fight?"

Jiang Jing said, "He provoked me first."

"Is the injury serious?"

"Fortunately."

Jiang Jing lowered his head and pulled his sleeves to cover an obvious wound on the back of his hand.

It's not good, it hurts everywhere.

Feng Yuan's grandson was too ruthless, and kicked him in the chest several times, Jiang Jing was in pain even as he gasped for breath.

Ji Shurong didn't say a word after asking. When the car drove to the gate of Jiangjing Community, he said, "Don't fight anymore, remember to go to the hospital to see the wound, don't be brave."

The tone of his speech was very similar to that of an elder teaching a child, and Jiang Jing let out a "huh" as he unfastened his seat belt.

"Also." Ji Shurong paused, and said, "Don't say that about your parents."

Jiang Jing was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that what he said was the way he lied to the police.

Those words were both true and false, Jiang Jing didn't explain, nodded and said: "Yes."

He opened the car door and got out of the car, standing under the dim light and waving to the two of them.

Ji Shurong looked at him through the car window.

The young man's face was blurred, his hair was messed up like a chicken coop, although his clothes were torn to pieces, his figure was still tall and straight.There is always an inexhaustible vitality in him, even if he is beaten all over his body, his eyes are still vivid.

Ji Shurong looked at the light in his eyes, wishing that the light would never go out.

He was also a teenager, but after all, he still lived the way he is now.

Jiang Jing waved his hand and left, and the car left slowly.

He was distracted for a long time, Lu Yan looked at him several times, and finally couldn't help asking: "What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing." Ji Shurong turned his head and leaned back on the back of the chair.

After a while, Lu Yan asked again: "You have only known that kid for a few days, so what do you care about him?"

Although Ji Shurong shouldn't fall in love with Jiang Jing, what he said to Jiang Jing just now clearly went beyond the relationship of ordinary friends.Could it be that the two of them have developed into a year-end friendship in a place where he can't see?

Ji Shurong looked at the street lights passing by on both sides of the road, thought for a while and said, "I probably think he is cute, so I can't help but want to help him."

cute?

Lu Yan looked like he had seen a ghost, but Ji Shurong actually thought that kid was cute?

He asked shamelessly, "Then do you think I'm cute?"

Ji Shurong didn't even give him a look: "Don't make trouble for no reason."

These four words are a bit familiar, they popped out of another person's mouth half an hour ago.

Lu Yan choked, and decisively chose to shut up.

The elevator hadn't been repaired yet, Jiang Jing endured the pain and climbed up to the fifth floor, almost breaking out in a cold sweat.

With the last two steps left, Jiang Jing slowly stepped up. Just as he stood firm, his eyes suddenly widened in the next second.

Standing at the door, Jiang Zheng's face was livid. Looking at the wound on his face, he held back his anger and said, "I came back so late to fight again? Why didn't you answer the call?"

Jiang Jing glanced at He Yan and He Shiyun who were silent beside him, and found this scene inexplicably ironic.

No matter how these three people looked like a real family of three, he was an outsider.

It's okay to be an outsider, he has self-knowledge.So he took the initiative to move out of the house and found a place to live by himself, just to keep out of sight, why did these few people still hold on to him?

Jiang Jing was so full of anger that he had nowhere to vent his anger. Jiang Zheng's words were like a fuse, which ignited his suppressed temper for a long time.

He showed a sarcastic and cold smile, looked straight at Jiang Zheng without flinching and said, "Whatever I want, can you control me?"

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound suddenly changed the tone of the last word.

He Yan was startled, stopped Jiang Zheng, and said anxiously: "You have something to say, why beat the child?"

He Shiyun looked at Jiang Jing, then at Jiang Zheng, her eyes turned red.

Jiang Zheng's slap didn't spare any strength, and Jiang Jing's already scarred side face instantly became red and swollen.

Jiang Jing staggered half a step from the beating, and hit his waist against the handrail of the stairs. The severe pain made him frown, but he insisted on holding back his words.

Jiang Zheng regretted it after beating him, but he couldn't hold back his face.The father and son were at war like enemies. He Yan was afraid that they would fight again, so he stood in the middle and held one hand and said, "Xiaojing, you open the door first, let's go in and talk about it?"

Jiang Jing threw her hand away abruptly, his eyes were red and he said, "This is where I live, why should I let you in?"

He went straight to the door, took out the key, turned the door open, and then quickly closed it behind his back.

The dark corridor was extremely quiet, and Jiang Zheng gasped for breath, cursing, "Bastard!"

Jiang Jing leaned against the door and stood still, until he heard footsteps on the stairs, then he slowly squatted on the ground, burying his head in his arms.

A moment later, a fine whimper escaped from his throat, lingering in the silent and dark room for a long time.