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Dinner is quite simple, one meat dish and one vegetarian dish, but the portion is quite large, enough for two people.

"Brother, this is delicious, and your cooking skills are quite good." Jiang Huan praised while stuffing food into his mouth.

In fact, it was just a simple stir-fried pork with some spicy seasoning. There was no skill at all, but Jiang Huan was very happy to eat, and added a bowl of rice by himself after a while.

Another dish of fried cabbage was neglected, and Jiang Huan didn't even glance at it from beginning to end.

Don't like vegetables?

A picky eater.

In Liang Zhengyu's words, do you know how many people in the world can't eat vegetables?

Song Huaizhun couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Brother, what are you laughing at? Did I eat too much?" Jiang Huan asked.

"Let's eat." Song Huaizhun said with a smile.

Jiang Huan stayed until very late in a sullen manner before leaving.

He leaned against the door frame and said to Song Huaizhun who was about to close the door: "Brother, we are friends now."

From that day on, Jiang Huan would naturally appear at the door of Song Huaizhun's class every day after school.

"Let's go together, it's easy to take a taxi from your house."

Then it was natural to walk with Song Huaizhun.

Song Huai must have never seen such a poor person, and he could barely get in a conversation during the 10-minute journey.Jiang Huan didn't treat him as an outsider, and told him all the trivial things at home and abroad, and sometimes danced and laughed when he was happy.

Forget it, let it go with the flow.

Song Huaizun looked at the grinning Jiang Huan and thought.

"Brother, do you think it's funny?"

"Ah."

"Yes, yes, I'll just say it! Hahahaha."

+ + + +

"Brother Huan, are you okay?"

"It's not like it's okay, wow, there's a lot of blood!"

"It's okay." Jiang Huan stood up with difficulty, gritted his teeth, and looked down, both knees were covered with blood.

It's shameful to say that he was somewhat dizzy.His legs gave way and he sat back on the lawn.My knees hurt at first, but now I fell down and squatted.

"Brother Huan, don't move, I'll carry you on my back." Huang Xin said.He squatted in a horse stance, with his back facing Jiang Huan.

Everyone helped Jiang Huan to lie on Huang Xin's back. Huang Xin was 179 and Jiang Huan was 183. His feet were drooping on the ground. inside.

The crowd was in a state of confusion, rushing to rescue Jiang Huan.

Jiang Huan grinned, gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Xin, do you have a grudge against me?"

Huang Xin got up from the ground, covered in grass, with a dazed expression.

"Brother Huan, I'll carry you!" said a person who played football with them.

Jiang Huan sat on the ground in pain and couldn't speak, he waved his hands in pain.

"You can't sit here, the wound will be infected later, why don't we borrow a stretcher."

"Does our school have stretchers?"

"I don't know, go and have a look first."

While everyone was talking, one person walked up to Jiang Huan, bent down, and hugged Jiang Huan horizontally.

Jiang Huan of 183 also experienced the princess hug once.

Because it was the weekly grade activity day of the second year of high school, except for the study madman like Liang Zhengyu, all the students of the whole grade came out for activities.On the way to the school infirmary, they were a lot of attention as a team, and yes, they were too much attention.

Princess Song Huaizhun, who is 185, is hugging Jiang Huan, who is 183, followed by four or five sports students who are screaming. No wonder people look at them.Many girls in the audience exclaimed and laughed rottenly.

Jiang Huan buried his face in Song Huaizhun's neck in embarrassment, and when he raised his eyes a little, he could see Song Huaizhun's face that was too close.

No matter how he is not short, he really can't calm down being hugged by a boy like this.

With a strange mood, he was sent to the school infirmary.The school doctor diagnosed that it was just a skin trauma, so I didn't even need to go to the hospital, but I need to rest this week, walk less and bend less.

Song Huaizhun left before hearing the diagnosis. He estimated that Jiang Huan's injuries were not serious, and seeing that there were six or seven people gathered in the small school infirmary, he left early.

I didn't see Jiang Huan looking for him after school, so it was probably inconvenient to leave. This was the first time he went to Jiang Huan's classroom to look for him.

When he arrived at the door of the classroom, he saw Huang Xin and Wu Zifeng supporting him on the left and right.

"No, it's really not that serious." Jiang Huan said.

Jiang Huan looked up and saw Song Huaizhun: "Hey, brother, you are here, sorry brother, I can't go with you, a driver is here to pick me up."

When Song Huaizhun walked to the school gate, he saw the driver of Jiang Huan's family helping him into the car. Jiang Huan didn't see him, and they drove away soon.

+ + + +

Song Huaizun ushered in more than a week of cleanliness. Except for Jiang Huan sending him occasional WeChat messages, the two of them had never met at school.

Until one day more than a week later, Song Huaizun went to the toilet and heard Jiang Huan's voice as soon as he entered the door.

"Brother Fu, um...wait a few more days and listen to my arrangement. It's...don't do it rashly. Yes...he has practiced Sanda, so don't take it lightly. Um...it's not a cancellation. Wait a few more days and listen to my arrangement. , don’t do it yourself. Um...next month? Who are there? Okay, I know all of them. Uncle is going too? Okay, got it, just wait for my call."

After a while, Jiang Huan gradually walked away from the sound of footsteps.

Practiced Sanda...

Are you talking about him?

Song Huaizun frowned and stood in the toilet for a long time. It wasn't until the class bell rang that he remembered that his personal problems had not been resolved.

A few days later, Jiang Huan came back to life full of blood, and went to Song Huaizhun to go home with him.

Although Jiang Huan looks ruffian, his smile is very innocent.Song Huaizhun liked to see him smile very much. It seemed that he could forget all his troubles at that moment, which made people sink.

Sometimes he suddenly felt that he seemed to be on good terms with Jiang Huan, but he immediately realized that this was not the case.

What are the facts?

He didn't know either.

I don't want to know either.

Let's do this first.

+ + + +

"Brother, I'll take you to a good place." Jiang Huan led Song Huaizhun into a remote alley, but he didn't get there for a long time.

"Where are you going?" Song Huaizhun asked.

"You'll know when it arrives."

After walking for more than ten minutes, I still didn't reach the place.

Jiang Huan promised that he would know the way, took out his mobile phone and looked at the navigation, pointed to the right at an intersection and said, "Brother, go this way, we will be there soon."

The result is that the road is getting narrower and narrower, there are fewer and fewer people, and the land is getting more and more remote.

Is this to kill people?

Song Huaizhun smiled in his heart, if Jiang Huan brought a few people over to block him at this time, they would be sure to block him one by one.

Just as he was thinking, several muscular young men with strong stature suddenly appeared at the intersection ahead.They were uniformly dressed in black, some with gold chains, some with black sunglasses, and some with big tattoos on their faces.

Song Huaizhun grabbed Jiang Huan's wrist, and the chattering Jiang Huan also realized the danger.The two of them turned around slowly without any flaws, and walked in the opposite direction, which was not a good person.

Jiang Huan's wrist hurt from being caught, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

The two didn't take a few steps, and a few social youths with the same configuration also came from the opposite side.

Song Huaizhun and Jiang Huan stood in place, and the two teams of social youths slowly approached them.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7.

There are seven people in total.The figure is familiar.

who is it?

What are you doing?

Why surround them.

All kinds of information were running rapidly in Song Huaizhun's mind, but the time was too short, no matter how smart he was, he couldn't make a judgment immediately.

"If they want money, give them as much as they want." Song Huaizhun said to Jiang Huan in a low voice, "If you make a move, find a chance and run quickly. I have a way to escape."

Before Jiang Huan had time to speak, a man wearing a gold chain on the opposite side rushed forward.Song Huaizhun pushed Jiang Huan away, and quickly dodged himself.

Fortunately, they haven't practiced before, but they have a large number of people, and they don't know whether to bring a guy, so it's better to find an opportunity to drag Jiang Huan and run away.

The rest of the young people came up to say hello a few times in turn, but Song Huaizhun cleverly avoided them.Fortunately, the alley here is very narrow, and there is no condition for a few people to rush up.If all of them are played, even for professional Sanda players, it is difficult to say what the result will be for one-on-seven.

While dealing with several people, he was thinking about ways to escape.

The distance between him and Jiang Huan gradually widened until he could no longer reach Jiang Huan.

Oops!What if these people attack Jiang Huan!

He tried his best to join Jiang Huan's side, but the young people were not vegetarians.It is difficult for Song Huaizun to even protect himself, let alone protect Jiang Huan.

In desperation, Song Huaizhun panicked for a while, and suddenly his shirt was cut by an unknown sharp weapon, making a huge gash across his chest and lower abdomen obliquely. If he stepped back half a step late, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Don't hurt him!" a bald man among the seven said sharply.

This sentence gave Song Huaizhun two important messages - first, the seven people came for him; second, they would not seriously hurt him.

Looking at Jiang Huan in the distance, standing aside stupidly, the seven of them simply ignored him.Great, his judgment is right, at least Jiang Huan is not in danger.

"You... are you from Brother Fu?" Jiang Huan, who was stunned to the side, said suddenly.

Song Huaizhun was taken aback by these words.

What does Jiang Huan mean by this, do you know him?

Those people did not respond and continued to attack Song Huaizhun.Song Huaizhun suddenly only attacked but not defended, because he believed that these people would not seriously hurt him.

"You guys stop, I didn't let Brother Fu do it now, I will call Brother Fu immediately!" Jiang Huan said.

Song Huaizhun's mind was in turmoil, thinking about hearing Jiang Huan's phone call in the bathroom that day...

He came to a conclusion that made his heart twitch.

He no longer cared about Jiang Huan, stopped thinking wildly, and focused on dealing with the tall man who came up.

He hit the tall man with a swing, a fat man with an uppercut, and a muscular man with a bouncing punch.

Song Huaizhun punched very hard, firstly, his mother taught him this way - don't give the opponent a chance to fight back.The second is because Song Huaizhun has a bad breath in his chest that needs to be vented.

It was Jiang Huan who made him angry.

He thought his game was over, but he didn't expect it to continue.

These days, he was coveting the happiness of being with the person he likes, so he got this retribution.

What is Jiang Huan thinking?hurt him?Shame him, make him sad, make him lose face?

Why bother?

Wouldn't it be enough for Jiang Huan to hate him?

Song Huaizun retreated while fighting, and retreated to a low wall that he had been eyeing for a long time. He jumped over it with a push, and the place he jumped over was a small courtyard. He quickly opened the gate of the small courtyard and came to another road all at once.Then, relying on his excellent memory, he quickly found a way out in this winding alley.

The author has something to say: What do you call cabbage?I know there are many names for cabbage, cabbage, cabbage, cabbage, etc. What do you call it?