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Su Lesheng's thoughts and perceptions were completely messed up by the blood.In his vision blurred by sweat, he saw Liang Song turn his head and mouth two words to himself.

"Come on."

Su Lesheng didn't move.

The next second, with red eyes, he swung his fist at the guy who stabbed Liang Song just now.

But I didn't expect Liang Song to move faster.Before Su Lesheng's fist hit the ground, he hit the man in the abdomen, swept his legs and knocked the man down, stepped on him and punched hard with his left fist.

The man quickly gave up resistance under Liang Song's deadly attack and began to cry out in pain.The blood splattered under the dim street lights, and the murderous look on Liang Song's face made Su Le's teeth ache.

This look is completely different from just now.Su Lesheng looked at Liang Song, obviously he wasn't the one who hit him, but he felt an urge to run away.

But he couldn't escape.Su Lesheng felt as if his ability to act was robbed by some terrible force, until he heard Yin Jiashu's trembling roar.

"Are the three of you dead? Come on!"

Su Lesheng turned his head abruptly, only to see Yin Jiashu's remaining three subordinates huddled around Liang Song.One of them held a large sharp stone in his hand and threw it down on Liang Song's back.

Be careful!

Su Le reflexively wanted to remind Liang Song, but there was no sound in his throat.

He could only watch helplessly as Liang Song was knocked down and pressed his hands in front of Yin Jiashu with his hands folded behind his back.

But even so, Liang Song raised his head, as if Yin Jiashu was the one who lost.

"I'm sorry." When he looked at Su Lesheng, all the murderous aura in his body disappeared, and his dark and deep eyes were full of guilt.

"You didn't win, and you didn't escape because of the trouble."

Su Lesheng was taken aback.

【fine. 】He habitually typed a sign language, regardless of whether Liang Song could understand it or not.

"It's almost done. A little shit makes it look like his mother is going to die. Is it interesting?"

Yin Jiashu sneered angrily, kicked Liang Songdang's chest twice, and said in a voice that only each other could hear: "Xiao Liang, I said you too, shed blood and sweat for him, and no one has ever seen you too much." Well, is it worth it?"

When Yin Jiashu thought of the scene in the classroom in the evening, he felt an unknown fire in his heart.When he saw that Su Lesheng refused to take Liang Song around the campus, he thought it was just Liang Song's wishful thinking.Unexpectedly, when Zheng Shuang asked Liang Song in private, Su Lesheng's ears turned red again.

What is this for, playing ambiguously in school?

"You do not understand."

"I don't understand? Fuck!"

Yin Jiashu cursed, and beckoned for his subordinates to bring Su Lesheng to him.

Su Lesheng didn't know what they said, but only knew that there was a sudden dangerous anger in Yin Jiashu's expression and voice.He saw Yin Jiashu pick up the bloody knife from the ground and pat his face, the sticky scarlet stained with dust rubbed onto his skin.

The cold and sticky feeling made Su Lesheng feel nauseous.He wanted to struggle, but he didn't let go of his hands.

Su Lesheng hated Yin Jiashu's scoundrel in his heart, and was even more annoyed at his own uselessness, so he glared at Yin Jiashu with red eyes.

Yin Jiashu gritted his teeth and laughed out loud.

"Finally angry?"

Neuropathy.

Su Lesheng scolded in his heart, before he could understand Yin Jiashu's distorted mentality, he continued to say: "It doesn't matter if you are angry with me, Xiao Liang helped you twice today, If you don’t repay others, you can’t justify it, right?”

"Let me think about it...you kiss him?"

"A kiss is not enough, I can stick my tongue out, right?"

"Fuck, you might as well let him give him a hand."

What help?

The hooligans babbled, and Su Lesheng heard a "buzz" in his ears. The sense of shame and anger made his blood surge, and he could hardly think.

At this moment, Yin Jiashu looked at the crimson color on Su Lesheng's face and said, "That's right, kissing is not enough, you can send him a hand."

The instinct to fight to the death with Yin Jiashu prevailed, Su Lesheng exhausted his last bit of strength, and smashed his fist at Yin Jiashu's face.

"Hold!"

Yin Jiashu held his shot jaw and cursed amidst the horrifying muffled sound.The little brother beside him immediately kicked Su Lesheng's chest, and punched him in the face.

Su Lesheng was stunned by these two blows.He didn't feel any pain, but the dizziness and nausea that his internal organs were all out of place were more terrifying than the pain.He staggered and fell to the ground, Yin Jiashu's sneer blurred in his ears.

"You have become like this, and you still want to resist?"

Yin Jiashu squatted next to Su Lesheng, firmly clasped his chin, leaving a few red marks on his slightly pale skin with his fingers.

"But it's pitiful to see you like this. Please beg me, I will let you go if you are soft."

He smiled, and his tone was very soft, as if he was asking for Su Lesheng's opinion, but in fact every word was full of oppression.

So Su Lesheng also laughed.

Those amber eyes looked at Yin Jiashu, and two words escaped silently from his lips.

"dream".

"Su Lesheng, don't be shameless!" Yin Jiashu was in a hurry, he raised his foot to kick, but was stopped by a weak voice.

"Le Sheng."

Su Lesheng turned his head and saw that it was Liang Song who hadn't spoken for a long time.His voice was hoarse, and Su Lesheng could almost hear the smell of blood.

"You are hurt."

Although Su Lesheng was very reluctant, he had to admit that Liang Song was right.

They are all injured, and there are so many people on the other side, they can only die if they fight hard, but if they don't fight...

Su Lesheng glanced at Liang Song's waist, and some long-term memories suddenly came to mind.He thought of the figure of a strange man straddling his mother in the messy bedroom, the groans/groans and the blunt cursing that made his scalp tingle.

His nerves were dangerously tense, he could almost hear the sound of blood rushing through his eardrums, and even the whites of his eyes were red.

After a few seconds, Su Lesheng made a decision.

With slightly trembling hands, he pushed Yin Jiashu away from grabbing his hand, straightened up on his knees, and walked to Liang Song's side.

"Su Lesheng, are you fucking crazy!"

Yin Jiashu cursed in surprise.

He never thought that Su Lesheng would rather do that kind of thing to Liang Song than give in to him.

As he wished, he saw Su Le's eyes flushed with anger, but after a moment of satisfaction, he felt a strange emptiness and awkwardness in his heart.

"Why do you just talk and don't practice? At least help people take off their pants."

"Otherwise, why don't you just use your mouth?"

The gangsters started booing in a hurry.Yin Jiashu gouged them out with red eyes, and even wanted to stop the absurd scene in front of him for a moment, but he didn't know how to speak, and what position to speak.

"I'm sorry, I'm the one who dragged you down."

As soon as Su Lesheng knelt down in front of Liang Song, he heard the other party's dim voice.Liang Song lowered his head, and the broken hair on his forehead covered most of his expression: "I know you don't want to, so I'll go and beg Yin Jiashu for you."

【Need not. 】

This matter was originally a personal grievance between himself and Yin Jiashu, Liang Song was implicated, how could he let him plead for himself?

Su Lesheng gritted his teeth, tried his best to stabilize his trembling hands, and pretended not to care, and pulled off the button of Liang Song's trousers.

Immediately, his thin waist and abdomen appeared before his eyes, as well as the body dormant under the black cotton cloth. Even under the dim light, it was...

A frightening arc.

Su Lesheng looked away as if he had been stabbed, bit his lower lip fiercely, and tried to lift his hands up, but his limbs seemed to be frozen, unable to move even half an inch.

The skin on his face was crimson as if it was about to burn, and the amber eyes were full of water, like crushed petals falling on the white snow, with a kind of tragic beauty.

Yin Jiashu looked at his trembling, thin, white and slender hands, and when he thought that these hands were about to give that guy Liang Song a good time, he suddenly felt hot all over his body.

"Damn, where does the jasmine smell come from?"

He tugged at his collar, and the smell of peppermint overflowed unconsciously.

Suddenly, without warning, a siren sounded from far and near, interrupting Yin Jiashu's thoughts.He raised his eyes and found that his younger brothers were all looking at him in panic.

"Fuck the police!"

"Who the hell called the police?"

Most of the people here have a bit of a sneaky record, and before Yin Jiashu could speak, they tacitly chose to run away at the same time.

"Fucking bunch of cowards!"

Yin Jiashu watched his brothers disappear at the end of the dark alley in disorder, and couldn't help cursing amidst the louder sirens and the flashing red and blue lights in the distance.

"Be careful, you two, don't let me bump into you outside the school, or I will hit you once!"

He finished speaking and left.Almost the second Yin Jiashu walked away, the sound of police sirens and the lights of police cars swept across the alley.

The air in the alley suddenly became quiet, and Su Lesheng quickly let go of his hands and stepped back until his back touched the cold and rough wall, and his chaotic heartbeat calmed down a little.

Then, he smelled a faint smell, like the woody aroma mixed with cedar and sandalwood, mixed with a bit of sour and sweet grapefruit smell, which reminded Su Lesheng for no reason of the days when he and Su Gui lived together in their hometown in the countryside when they were young. On winter nights, you need to burn charcoal to keep warm. The charcoal fire is burning warmly, and the charcoal is "crackling" when it is burnt.

The embarrassing feeling and the inexplicable heat and dizziness around him were much soothed by this smell.Su Lesheng unconsciously and obsessively sniffed and raised his head to find the source of this smell, but found that its source was... Liang Song?

He didn't know when he had tidied up his clothes and pants, and leaned against the wall exhaustedly, with an abnormal flush from his cheeks to his neck.His chest heaved violently, and under the open school uniform jacket was a simple white T, which was stained with half-dried blood, and smooth muscles were faintly visible.

【What’s wrong with you? 】

Su Lesheng was taken aback by Liang Song's appearance, and he reflexively signed the sign language before realizing that he couldn't understand.

It should be fine... right?Su Lesheng pursed his lips and took two steps away, but without warning, Liang Song's words "I've helped you like this..."

Su Lesheng's footsteps stopped unexpectedly.

He leaned on the wall and walked in front of Liang Song, before he could do anything, a shadow was cast in front of his eyes.

Liang Song plunged into his arms.

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