stay away from me, bitch

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Under the dim yellow light, a slender light blue figure stood, carrying a bag on one shoulder, with his hands in his trouser pockets, with a strange yet familiar indifference on his sharp-edged face.

Yan Zhehan?

"Who are you?" One of them, who was extremely ugly and lacked front teeth, yelled at the figure.

"It's blocking my way." The voice said coldly.

"Hey, I told you, little brother, you can't get through here, so change the road." The man in the vest kindly persuaded.

Xu Qianduo hurriedly shouted at him, "Run away. These bastards are not easy to mess with."

Thinking of the last time Yan Zhehan was grabbed by the collar by that big man Lu Qiong and couldn't fight back, Xu Qianduo couldn't help but sweat.

If he hadn't used that mineral water bottle to save Yan Zhehan last time, his handsome face might have been blown away.

Now here are five or six young people from society, how can he be an opponent?

He thought about it, if Yan Zhehan usually played cool in school, it would be fine, but now is not the time for you to be cool.

He was extremely anxious, but Yan Zhehan never moved half a step.

"Handsome Yan, let's go!" Xu Qianduo shouted anxiously.

"It's interesting." Upon hearing his words, those young people were amused, and turned to Yan Zhehan kindly, "Brother, I kindly advise you to take a detour."

"Hehe, that's right, let's make a detour." The one with yellow hair also echoed.

Yan Zhehan didn't hear anything and continued walking.

"Don't be ignorant of flattery! Otherwise, I'll beat you too!" Huang Mao threatened.

But Yan Zhehan didn't see him stop.

"Hey, don't blame us for being rude!" The yellow-haired man rushed up after speaking.

"Be careful!" Xu Qianduo said as he rushed over, but he was caught by another young man behind him and couldn't move.

It's over!Xu Qianduo thought to himself.

But who would have thought that Yan Zhehan grabbed the arm of the rushing Huang Mao and pulled it back forcefully, kicking his knee against the young man's abdomen, Huang Mao suddenly cried out in pain.

The others immediately rushed up again, only to see that Yan Zhehan cut the arm of the man with missing front teeth behind his back to block the attack in front of him, and kicked to the right, kicking the man on the right to the ground.

"Behind!"

Hearing that Yan Zhehan bent over to the left and dodged, the young man in the vest punched the young man whose arm was cut backwards, blinding him.

Realizing that he was labeled as his brother, the young man in the vest gritted his teeth angrily, and rushed over again. Yan Zhehan kicked his left leg, grabbed his arm, turned his backhand, and heard him screaming "ah".

"Great!" Xu Qianduo applauded when he saw it.

Now there are only two young people who are still holding a lot of money.

Seeing that Yan Zhehan took out a piece of paper from his pocket to wipe his hands, he asked, "Are you still playing?"

They immediately let go and ran faster than a horse.

Xu Qianduo, who was stunned, watched Yan Zhehan squat down in front of him, and raised his palm, "You are hurt."

Xu Qianduo looked over and saw that he had been hit by a piece of the bowl during the fight during the day, and he might have touched it just now, and some blood oozes from his palm, which really hurts a bit.

I saw that Yan Zhehan took out the band-aid from his backpack, wiped the blood around him carefully with a paper towel, and put on the band-aid.

Through the streetlights, Xu Qianduo saw his handsome face in front of his eyes, so careful and gentle that he almost suffocated.

Unexpectedly, before he could say thank you, Yan Zhehan got up and left after dressing up.

"Hey?! Why did you leave?" Xu Qianduo shouted at Yan Zhehan, "Thank you for saving me!"

Yan Zhehan paused and continued walking.

Xu Qianduo was not reconciled, so he chased after him and kept talking with his red mouth open, "Thank you, I didn't expect you to be so good! Otherwise, I would be miserable tonight. Fortunately..."

"You're blocking my way." Yan Zhehan said coldly, interrupting Xu Qianduo who was talking to himself vigorously.

"Ah... ah...?" Xu Qianduo didn't react for a while, and when he understood it, he immediately moved out of the way and continued, "Oh, we are really destined, we have met several times, do you still remember?" Me?"

Yan Zhehan continued to go his own way, ignoring the existence of Xu Qianduo.

Xu Qianduo followed behind and continued, "Well...it was the last time I was on the basketball court..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Zhehan had already walked a few meters away.

"Hey, Handsome Yan, my name is Xu Qianduo! Nice to meet you~~" Xu Qianduo shouted at the back of the faraway figure, "Remember, I am Xu Qianduo from the second (eighth) year of high school~~~ "

The dim light quietly cast a faint halo on the corners of Xu Qianduo's raised red mouth.

After Xu Qianduo returned home that day, his grandmother smelled a slight smell of blood on his body, but she was frightened, and asked if he had been beaten?He said that it was close, but a ruthless hero came out halfway, and a hero came to save the beauty, so he was fine.

His grandma's eyesight is not very good, so she couldn't see the happiness that was overflowing on the face of Qianduo at that time.

She was relieved when she heard Xu Qianduo said she was fine.

That night, Xu Qianduo slept very late, stared blankly at the old maple tree outside the window for a long time, and smirked at the band-aid on his palm.

Ever since he drank the water that Yan Zhehan drank, something was wrong with Xu Qianduo.In addition, yesterday Yan Zhehan's hero rescued the United States to personally bandage his injured hand, which made Xu Qianduo look like he had been bewitched by someone, and his eyes were fixed on Yan Zhehan.

If Yan Zhehan entered the library, he would quietly follow behind, and then peek at his every move through the bookshelf.

If Yan Zhehan entered the cafeteria, he would immediately occupy a seat at a nearby table, and while eating, he would squint at Yan Zhehan.

If Yan Zhehan was in basketball, he would choose the front position to watch, the one who applauded the loudest, and the one who cheered the hardest.

Originally, this was nothing, but he had such a strong sense of presence that it was difficult for people not to pay attention to him.

Not this time, when Yan Zhehan entered the men's room, he couldn't help but follow after even a lot of money.

Unexpectedly, the moment he entered the toilet, Xiao Yang and the others dragged him to the wall and pushed him against the wall, "Bitch, what do you want?"

Only then did Xu Qianduo notice that Qiu Sheng, Wang Feng and the others were all here, while Yan Zhehan was lazily leaning against the window with his hands in his trouser pockets and looking out the window. Clavicle, a casual look is so sexy, Xu Qianduo almost got a nosebleed.

"Why don't you think about it?" Xu Qianduo laughed at Xiao Yang, but his eyes were fixed on Yan Zhehan.

Xu Qian Duo smiled, and the red mouth became even more obvious, making Xiao Yang and the others look disgusted.

"Then why do you keep following him?!"

"Aren't we friends? How ugly is it to talk about stalking or not?" Xu Qianduo laughed.

"Friend?" Xiao Yang looked at Xu Qian and Yan Zhehan's sneaky eyes, which was annoying.He thought it was ridiculous for him to be worried about a lot of money when he was fighting in the cafeteria before, and he said, "Whoever is your friend, I warn you, don't follow Yan!"

"But handsome guy Yan saved me that day." Xu Qianduo pointed to Yan Zhehan, and said to Xiao Yang, "How could he save me if he didn't treat me as a friend, right?"

"Huh?" Everyone opened their mouths and looked at Yan Zhehan.Yan Zhehan, with a fifth-degree black belt, would bother to fight with young people in society?How does this look like his style!They all looked at Yan Zhehan with expressions of "Captain, what's going on, please explain clearly".

Hearing Xu Qianduo's shameless words, Yan Zhehan narrowed his eyes and walked towards Xu Qianduo.Looking at his all-red attire, with his big red mouth grinning from ear to ear, is like seeing a clown.He snorted coldly, lit a cigarette casually, and took a deep breath.

Xu Qianduo felt that he was going to die soon. Watching the handsome man smoking so closely was a torment of happiness.

After a while, Yan Zhehan lowered his head and spit out the smoke at Xu Qianduo, "I beat a few dogs that stood in my way that day, but I don't know you well!"

Yan Zhehan like this is completely different from Yan Zhehan who lowered his head to wipe his wound that day.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Xu Qianduo, who had never smoked before, suddenly coughed, choking badly.After waiting for a long time to calm down, he smiled and said, "Then you should be familiar with me after seeing me for so long."

Seeing his shameless appearance, Yan Zhehan frowned, "Don't let me see you again, otherwise..."

Suddenly Xu Qianduo felt a burning pain on his arm, and a deep red scar was immediately burned by the burning cigarette butt on his arm.

"I hate followers the most." Yan Zhehan threw the extinguished cigarette butt out of the window, and left coldly.

Looking at the deep red scars on his hands, Xu Qianduo grinned redly and said to the leaving figure, "Smoking less in the future, it's not good for your health."

I don't know whether it's happy or sad, but if I can talk to him, I've made money.

Just now Yan Zhehan did not deny what Xu Qianduo said, which means that Yan Zhehan did admit that he saved Xu Qianduo.Regardless of whether he is willing or not subjectively, but the result is that Yan Zhehan saved him a lot of money.

Moreover, Yan Zhehan still cared about him so tenderly. You must know that he was beaten almost to a bone, and no one cared and greeted him.

He couldn't tell his grandma, so he endured it silently.

Yan Zhehan was the only one who took the initiative to care about him and treated him so tenderly. Although this was Xu Qianduo's illusion, it was just like this, which made Xu Qianduo fall into it.

In fact, the reason why Yan Zhehan did it that day was really like what he said himself, he couldn't understand people who were in his way.

It was the road I was going to go home.

The blame can only be blamed on those young people who refused to give way. If they moved away and brought Xu Qianduo to other gangs, maybe Yan Zhehan would not beat them, and he would not bother to care about Xu Qianduo's life and death.

As for bandaging the wound on Xu Qianduo's hand, it can only be said that Xu Qianduo's look at that time reminded Yan Zhehan of stray cats on the side of the road.It turned out that if he saw an injured stray cat on the road, he would do the same, bandage it up, that's all.

However, never thought that Xu Qianduo would get into such a big trouble.

Xiao Yang said to Yan Zhehan, you are in big trouble.

But the so-called troubles only refer to people or things that are not easy to solve.

But now Yan Zhehan has encountered a lot of money, strictly speaking, it cannot be called trouble.

Because he is an existence that cannot be solved or thrown away at all.

Yan Zhehan regretted his unnecessary actions that night.