Dressed as a villain's brother

Saturday noon.

"What's the matter, Xiao Yu?" The voice on the other end of the phone was lazy.

"Brother Hang..." He Yu pondered for two seconds, and then explained everything he wanted to do.

"You suspect that your brother is possessed?" Ni Yihang was obviously amused by him, and his tone was foolish.

"Really!" He Yu suddenly became excited, "I asked someone specifically, and his grades are very good now! Especially in mathematics, physics and chemistry, but his English grades have dropped absurdly! And he never beat me before. Hit me twice!"

"And..." He Yu paused, "He still loves to smile...except for me."

Obviously, he was so shy before that he wouldn't laugh even if he deliberately teased him.

"Okay, okay, I believe you." Ni Yihang said casually, "Then you plan to use that talisman to deal with him?"

"Yes. But I haven't figured out how to operate it yet...Brother Hang, do you know where there is a small remote house near No. [-] Middle School?" He Yu asked.

Ni Yihang thought about it for a while, "Yes, yes... okay. Even if you are not possessed, simply locking him up for one night is enough for him to learn a lesson."

"You remember to buy a big U-shaped lock and a mobile phone signal shielding device. Otherwise, you will be rescued within a few minutes of making a phone call. How can you lock it up all night..." Ni Yihang continued: "You still have to appease Good parents, say that your brother is going to play at a classmate's house at night, don't let them come out to look for it, you have been busy for a long time and it was useless."

The more He Yu listened to the plan in his mind, the clearer he was. When he heard the end, he suddenly stood up and slammed the table, "That's it!"

The sky outside the house is getting darker and darker, the cloud is chaotic, covering the surrounding fields, and the color of ink that is about to pour is circling around.

Inside the library.

The moment He Jin landed on the phone, his mind went blank for a second, and he quickly bent down to pick it up, pretending to be calm and sliding the video away, and quickly glanced at the signal bar in the upper left corner.

He said: "There is no signal."

Fu Rongjie's gaze shifted from the mobile phone in his hand to He Jin's Adam's apple, which was nervously slipping slightly, "Yes."

The charming atmosphere brought by the video in the room has been cut off, but a little heat is still lingering in the sky.

He Jin closed his eyes, turned sideways, not facing him completely, and explained: "This is not my phone, it's my brother's."

Fu Rongjie nodded, and didn't seem to question his answer, "Why does your brother have this?"

He Jin met his eyes for a second, saw what he meant, and immediately denied, "I didn't give it to you!"

"Oh." Fu Rongjie said.

"..."

The half-believing and half-doubting tone in this tone gave He Jin a little headache.

Can't tell.

He Jin didn't want to make unnecessary explanations on this topic.

He clasped his temples with the knuckles of his index finger, then opened his eyes, raised his face slightly to look at the surrounding environment.

The outermost room of the library is crowded and dark, with seven or eight rows of bookshelves piled high with dusty old books, and the corners of the room are full of piled up sundries, most of which are some rusty sports equipment, including the horizontal bar. pole etc.

In order to avoid direct sunlight, there are not many windows in the house, and only two windows are placed on each side of the two walls. The lowest point is also two meters high, and part of the light is blocked by erected banners, bamboo poles and other sundries.

"I thought you liked girls."

He Jin was looking around, looking for a way to get out, when he heard this sentence, he stopped and looked at Fu Rongjie, "What?"

Fu Rongjie shook his head.

He calmly dismissed the memory of hearing someone tease He Jin for liking the girl standing outside the door outside the third class, and changed the subject and asked, "Why did your brother lock you up?"

As soon as He Jin heard this question, he rubbed his head in distress, and after thinking about it, he explained: "He was already spoiled, and he was led by people from other schools to misbehave, including the last time he hit you. The same time... I taught him a lesson later, but it seemed to have the opposite effect, maybe..."

"Even I hate it together." He smiled wryly.

"I'm sorry, I got you into trouble." He Jin was actually very angry, and now he was just hiding it in front of others.

A few steps away from Fu Rongjie, he said to Fu Rongjie with a helpless tone, "You helped me this morning. When we go out, I will drag He Yu over to apologize."

He Jin hesitated for two steps, and picked up a rusty tennis racket from the edge of the wall.

The long handle of the tennis racket quickly spun twice with the strength of his palm, and returned to his hand, as if sharpening the blade.

"If I didn't think that he might be able to get back because he is young now, I would have ignored him a long time ago." He said with his head down.

He did think about it, if he took himself out alone to protect himself, regardless of the life and death of He Yu and the He family, it would actually have little effect on him.

But just like what he said to Du Gaoyi, he doesn't like to give up when he hasn't tried his best, so he wants to give it a try.

He Jin was grinding his back molars when suddenly a hand with distinct knuckles was placed on his forearm.

He looks down.

"Let's find a way to get out first." Fu Rongjie raised his chin slightly, and looked at him with clear eyes.

He Jin was startled, then smiled, "Yeah."

He continued to fiddle with the phone for a while, and after confirming that there was indeed no signal to seek help from the outside world, he and Fu Rongjie split up to find a solution.

The library is in a remote place, and almost no one will come here this Saturday.

The sound insulation here is good, and the sound of calling for help outside is difficult to be heard.

The door lock is tight, but fortunately it is glass.

In the end, if there is really no other way, you can only choose to break the door and go out, and compensate for the damage to the public property of the school afterwards.

But this is a bad idea after all.

He Jin turned around and looked at the windows on both sides.

He went under the window, removed the overturned basketball hoop and some other debris blocking the window, and stretched his arms upward.

Just enough to fit the window sill, and even open a little window seam.

The window of the library is not big, but it shouldn't be a problem for a person to slip through.

He Jin recalled the scene outside the window he had just passed by.

It's shrubs and grass.

Jumping down should be fine.

He turned his head and saw that Fu Rongjie was also staring at the window after trying the door connecting the library to other rooms was locked and could not be opened.

He Jin took the tennis racket and pushed the window a little further along the cracked window.

This kind of old window has accumulated dust for several years, and the slide rails are stagnant, and it takes a lot of effort to push it open.

The clouds outside the window were so dark that it was almost like night.

There was an impressive gust of wind outside the house mixed with the rustling of fallen leaves.

Then came the sound of heavy raindrops.

The slide rails were wet, and the window was suddenly pushed to the bottom as soon as it was pushed hard.

The slanting rain poured straight in.

He Jin hurriedly hid aside, and the tennis racket fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Fu Rongjie followed the sound and ran out of the corner covered by the bookshelf, and saw He Jin hiding by the side of the bookshelf, the rainwater flowing from behind his ears into the collar of the sweater along his neck.

The cuffs were also wet, and he looked a little flustered.

He Jin noticed his gaze, and shook off the drops of water flowing down his arm, "I'm fine."

Fortunately, this shower of rain seemed to be just a whim, and it quickly reduced its mighty momentum, pattering down the ground.

He Jin raised his head and looked out the window, reached out and took the tissue handed over by Fu Rongjie and wiped the back of his neck, "Let's continue, it should be quite cold here at night, we can't stay here for one night."

He put down his hand and rolled his eyes, "If you jump out of the window now, you'll be covered in mud."

Fu Rongjie looked at him with eyes that seemed to be shining brightly, and his throat suddenly felt itchy.

He looked away uncomfortably, and said something nonsensical with almost no thought, "If you are really stuck here, you can give me a math problem for one night."

It wasn't until He Jin looked at him in astonishment that he realized how strange what he said, so he added impromptuly, "Peng Liang also said that you spoke very well and in detail."

He Jin blinked, and the drops of water on his eyelashes fell, and he laughed again, "Let's go out and talk, I don't know when it will rain, what if I get sick after staying here all night? Tomorrow is still Sunday, if my little brother doesn’t come to open the door tomorrow, will he starve to death here?”

As he spoke, He Jin already cast his eyes on the wooden chairs piled inside a long steel pipe in the corner.

He rubbed his wrists, walked over, pushed the steel pipe aside, pulled out the wooden chair and moved it under the drenched window.

Fu Rongjie pressed his thumb knuckles and frowned, "Senior."

He Jin weighed the height of the wooden chair, and raised his eyes upon hearing the sound, "Huh?"

He saw Fu Rongjie's obvious worry, and said, "Don't worry, we'll be out in a while."

He Jin raised his left foot and stepped on the wooden chair.

Fu Rongjie stepped forward in two steps, "How about I..."

Before the word "come" was uttered, a dazzling arc of light suddenly flashed outside the window, and then the deafening thunder rumbled, stirring up the dense clouds, rushing violently to the sky.

At the same time as the sound of the rain was sudden and intense, the eardrums had not yet adapted to the loud noise, and the eyes suddenly lost their light.

power cut.

Fu Rongjie hurriedly looked for a figure in the dim vision.

The wall where the wooden chair had just been moved out made a harsh sound of metal clashing against the wall.

It seems that the steel pipe that has just been moved is not stabilized.

When he passed something in front of his eyes, he heard He Jin's voice in the corner of the wall, and he was still calm.

"It's okay, I held it."

The clang of metal hitting stopped abruptly.

Fu Rongjie was worried and took a few steps forward.

Now that he has gradually adapted to the darkness, he can see the back of He Jin's cold neck and arms, as well as...

Fu Rongjie froze his sight suddenly, and when the steel pipe that was leaning firmly on one side tilted down, he blurted out, but was obliterated by another thunder.

The sky was suddenly covered with lightning, illuminating the steel pipe that was two to three meters long and about the thickness of a calf falling straight towards them.

Fu Rongjie's face turned pale, his lips were dry, and his heart reached his throat.

He stretched out his hand, and hastily pulled He Jin in another direction.

At that moment, like the bow was fully drawn, Fu Rongjie grabbed the knuckles in his hand and quickly dodged aside.

Perhaps thanks to the tacit cooperation developed in the morning basketball game, the process was actually very smooth.

But when Fu Rongjie stepped back, his shoulder suddenly felt a pain, and there was a bang sound.

The position here was tight, he bumped into the bookshelf, and couldn't control his momentum.

Fu Rongjie suddenly wrapped a hand around his waist, and suddenly pulled him away from back to front.

The impacted bookshelf therefore only swayed and did not cause a domino disaster.

The steel pipe is already close at hand.

Fu Rongjie's heart beat violently, and at the same time he felt the pressure from He Jin's hand.

Fu Rongjie understood, and quickly responded and fell down in the open space.

The moment he landed, he could clearly feel that he was holding He Jin's half body. The steel pipe didn't fall on the bookshelf or anywhere, it was still falling.

Fu Rongjie pulled He Jin forward in panic, but in the next moment, his body was turned over suddenly, and his body dropped weight and he exhaled rapidly and warmly.

The steel pipe plummeted straight down.

When the sound of the impact hit his ears, Fu Rongjie only felt that the strings of the full bow were broken.

When he heard He Jin grunt, his heart twitched a few times in panic, and he couldn't make a sound out of the pain.

After a few seconds, Fu Rongjie tried to help the person on him up, but a drop of scalding water suddenly fell on his face.

He could barely turn his head, wiped the liquid away slowly, and subconsciously licked it on his lips.

It's bloody smell.

"Senior..."

"He Jin?"

Fu Rongjie called his name several times before finally getting a response.

"I'm fine..." He Jin gathered up some strength and supported the ground with his hands.

He heard Fu Rongjie calling him again.

This person's voice was always cold, but at this moment, perhaps because of his confused mind, He Jin felt that he could hear some warmth and panic.

Almost trembling panic.

"I just...was hit on the foot." He Jin said in a low voice, and comforted, "Fortunately, the steel pipe is not long and not too heavy."

It's just that his right foot is a little numb now.

"Really?"

"Ah."

It took He Jin a long time to bear the pain and sit up. He saw Fu Rongjie took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight, and covered the light with the back of his hand to get a closer look at his situation.

"You have a scratch on your face." Fu Rongjie stated with a frown, and stretched out his hand to press the skin below the wound.

He Jin knew this, "It's just when I touched the steel pipe, it doesn't matter."

"Are there any other injuries?" Fu Rongjie looked at his red lower eyelids and asked.

"It's gone." He Jin smiled, and then frowned because the muscles on his face were involved.

Fu Rongjie was worried and wanted to check it for him, but when he glanced at the screen of the phone, he stopped.

"What's wrong?" He Jin asked.

Fu Rongjie turned over the phone and showed him, "There is a signal now."

Fu Rongjie helped He Jin up and started calling.

There are still lightning and thunder outside, and the formation is still huge.

The electricity hasn't come yet.

He Jin thought about why there was no signal here.

It is more likely that a mobile phone signal jammer is placed nearby.

And now the reason is confirmed.

With a calm expression, He Jin clicked on He Yu's chat interface on WeChat, and her lips tightened.

After making the phone call, Fu Rongjie walked to him and watched the rain outside the glass door with him.

After a while, He Jin leaned against the wall before asking, "When will 119 come?"

Fu Rongjie looked at him in deep colors, "119?

"?"

"I hit 110."

"..."

Fu Rongjie looked away, "Isn't it difficult to find the police? Or, you don't want to make trouble."

He Jin paused.

"No, he deserves it."

The rain gradually subsided.

When He Yu rushed to the door of the library, it was completely dark.

The library was as black as ink.

He Yu was startled.

When he first came, he saw several buildings in No. [-] Middle School with lights on.

It can't always be a power outage.

Two hours ago, when the rain was pouring, He Yu struggled at home for a long time.

He felt that he could take this opportunity to teach his brother a lesson.It doesn't matter that He Jin is indoors and the rain doesn't catch him.

What's more, his parents already believed his words, thinking that He Jin went to a classmate's house tonight.

But every thunder that fell seemed to knock on his nerves.

His elder brother is actually very timid. When thunder struck when he was a child, he would run over and hug him to coax him, but he was still trembling...

The more he thought about it, the more restless he became, as thoughts and memories collided fiercely in his mind.

He Yu remembered many things.

In the past month or so, although He Jin hit him twice, she didn't do anything excessive, and would apologize to him after the beating.

His grades were suddenly inexplicably good, but when he went to school, there was a girl in the class whose sister was also in the third year of No. [-] Middle School. The girl asked him face to face if that was his brother, which was amazing.

At that time, there was a sound of envy around.

Although he was disdainful, he was still happy in his heart.

He Yu bit the tip of his tongue, and finally decided to go see his brother, no matter what, at least give him something to eat.

Or, just let it out.

As long as he promises not to beat him in the future.

He Yu approached the library with an umbrella and bag on his back, his heart pounding for some reason.

He turned on the flashlight to shine on the door, first saw his reflection on the glass door, and then saw the closed door, but something was missing.

There is no U-shaped lock on the door.

He Yu pushed open the door, leaned in and asked, "Is anyone there?"

His voice was so loud that it echoed in the library.

He Yu frowned and backed away. Turning his corner of the eye, he saw a ball of wet yellow paper on the ground.

He Yu knelt down to pick it up, and recognized that it was the talisman he had pasted.

The array he drew on the open space was washed away by the rain.

He Yu was stunned for two seconds, then remembered something, and ran to the small room at the end of the library.

There is a space of only two square meters, which seems to be the place where the previous administrators rested.

The door of the room was open, He Yu ran in, shook the flashlight, and saw that there was nothing on the table.

The signal jammer he had left plugged in was gone.

Panting for breath, He Yu fled there in a panic, carrying a bag of snacks.

It wasn't until he ran out of No. [-] Middle School that he stopped to hold his legs and took a deep breath.

Suddenly a black shadow fell in front of him, and the black uniform pants and leather shoes stopped at his feet.

"He Yu, right?" The man's voice was mellow.

He Yu raised his head and saw that he was wearing a police cap and police uniform, and his whole body trembled.

"We've been looking for you for an hour," said the policeman. "Come with us?"

"...Where's my brother?" He Yu's voice trembled.

"Thanks to you, he's in the hospital."