My nemesis brother looks at me very strangely

In any case, Zou Zikang's beating is something that can't be run away. Although Ning Nanjia can't judge who is right and who is wrong, it is the best way to calm down the matter as soon as possible. Before Zhang Yongsheng comes back, he and Zou Zikang went back to the ward after chatting for a few words.

Although the injury was not serious, but because Jiang Beiyu was born with fair skin, the little bruises on his face were magnified countless times, making him look a bit miserable.

Seeing Ning Nanjia walk in, his eyes immediately lifted up, and his eyes were firmly fixed on him. His narrow, bright black pupils were as dark as ink, and his emotions were unclear.

He raised his hand and rubbed Jiang Beiyu's hair. Before Ning Nanjia could speak, Jiang Beiyu said, "Are you here to apologize to me for Zou Zikang?"

After a moment of silence, Ning Nanjia said "Yes", and then asked him, "Then do you accept it?"

Zou Zikang never admits his mistakes, and it is hard to say who is right and who is wrong in this matter, so when Ning Nanjia came in, he didn't intend to apologize for him, but seeing that Jiang Beiyu was really beaten badly and looked pitiful, he just I couldn't help but follow his words, it was just an apology anyway, a matter of opening my mouth to say a word.

Lifting his eyelashes slightly, Jiang Beiyu's eyes lightly passed over Ning Nanjia's slender neck, and finally stopped on the small red mole on his Adam's apple. After a while, he said calmly:

"I will explain the situation to Director Zhang and ask him not to punish Zou Zikang, but the doctor said that the injury on my face will take two to three weeks to heal. My driver will definitely tell my mother when she sees it. It's going to make a big fuss."

Ning Nanjia didn't know who Jiang Beiyu's mother was, but judging from his few words and his reaction, he felt that the other party was extremely dangerous and not easy to mess with. He was a little at a loss, "Then what should I do?"

"As far as I know, there are vacant beds in the school dormitory, so can you trouble Brother Nanjia to ask Director Zhang for an application form for me, and I will stay there for three weeks, and I will not go home until the bruises on my face fade away. "

The school dormitories are generally four-person or six-person rooms. Although the accommodation conditions are not bad, Ning Nanjia suddenly felt a great sense of guilt when he thought of leaving the pampered Jiang Beiyu in the school dormitory to fend for himself. , After a short silence, he said: "Let's forget it, if you don't mind, come and live with me, anyway, my grandpa likes you very much."

As if he was afraid that Jiang Beiyu would feel embarrassed, he added, "My grandma likes you a lot too."

As if amused by Ning Nanjia's words, Jiang Beiyu raised a very light and shallow arc at the corner of his mouth, and then asked him slowly, "What about you?"

The bright sunshine outside the window came in, and the faint light and shadow floated in his pair of black and bright eyes. Jiang Beiyu raised his head. Although his face was bruised, he still looked good. He stared at Ning Nanjia With those amber eyes, he asked more directly,

"Brother Nanjia, do you like me?"

"Do you, like Zou Zikang, think that I harmed Song Anyu?"

This is the second time Ning Nanjia heard this name, Wei Wei recited it silently in his heart to remember the name, he said: "Don't think about it so much, let's talk about it when you feel better."

Opening his mouth slightly, Jiang Beiyu seemed to want to say something more, but finally nodded.

After following the doctor down to get the medicine, Zhang Yongsheng came up to Xingshi to inquire about the crime, but because Jiang Beiyu insisted that the two had just had a little friction, each other was at fault, and he didn't want to make things big, maybe because he was jealous of Jiang Beiyu's family background, Or for some other reason, Zhang Yongsheng didn't dare to pursue it too deeply, and punished him and Zou Zikang to submit a [-]-word self-criticism each and then left.

After asking the driver to bring over some change of clothes and daily necessities, Jiang Beiyu followed Ning Nanjia back home.

After briefly telling Song Zhiwei and Ning Fuyuan about Jiang Beiyu's recovery at their home, Ning Nanjia carried Jiang Beiyu upstairs and waited for him to fall asleep before going back to school.

The desks that had been pushed down had been rearranged neatly. Before Zou Zikang came back, Ning Nanjia asked Mouse to find out about the situation, and asked about the dispute between Jiang Beiyu and Zou Zikang.

Because it was a bit far away from the location of the two of them, Mice couldn't tell the whole situation, so he could only make up a rough idea from memory.

"Not long after you left with Pei Xin, Kang Zi began to stab Young Master Jiang with words, just telling him to stay away from you or something. Later, he seemed to mention someone, and Kang Zi started to strike first. Young Master Jiang doesn't know how to fight. I was beaten by him all the time."

"You said the person they mentioned was Song Anyu?"

Mouse had a little impression of this name, "It seems to be called this name, surnamed Song. I remember that Kang Zi had a friend who was also surnamed Song. It seems to be called Song Weiming. Yes, it is called Song Weiming."

Ning Nanjia didn't know who Song Anyu was, but Song Weiming, he really knew him too well. Jiang Yi's best friend, the top three and two bullies, rounded up two or three fights.

After school, Ning Nanjia went to a liberal arts class.

Ning Weitong packed her things and just put her schoolbag on her back. As soon as she went out, she saw Ning Nanjia standing on the corridor. It seemed that she came to find her specially. Before Ning Nanjia could speak, she spoke first, "Brother, I really have something to do today, I have to go to the commercial street with me to drink milk tea at the same table, I made an appointment at noon, I have to go."

Seeing Ning Weitong's nervous expression, Ning Nanjia waved his hand, expressing that he didn't want to discuss this topic with her for the time being, "Take me to No. [-] Middle School to find Jiang Yi."

As soon as Ning Nanjia said that he wanted to find Jiang Yi, Ning Weitong immediately became nervous, "Brother, calm down, No. [-] Middle School is Jiang Yi's territory, and I won't help you if there is a fight."

It is said that girls are extroverted. Ning Nanjia can see clearly how far Ning Weitong's elbows are turned outward. He raised his long fingers and pinched the bridge of his tall nose. He sighed helplessly.

"Don't fight, I have something to do with Song Weiming, you send a WeChat message and ask Jiang Yi to call him out to see me."

Ning Weitong also heard about the fight that happened in the science class in the morning, "Yes, for Jiang Beiyu?"

Ning Nanjia didn't deny it, "Are you going to send it? If not, I'll go to No. [-] Middle School by myself."

Pouting his lips and shaking his head firmly, Ning Weitong said: "No, but I can go to No. [-] Middle School with you and visit Jiang Yi by the way."

Ning Nanjia's face darkened in an instant, but in the end he held back in order to ask Song Weiming to clarify the matter.

Because the fight with Jiang Yi was much more fierce before, Ning Nanjia was even hotter in the third middle school than in the sixth middle school. Even if the students in the third middle school didn't know his name, they could still recognize his face, so as soon as he approached, they immediately slapped him. Someone will tip off and call Jiang Yi out, and then that idiot Jiang Yi will call a large group of people out to fight him.

But today Ning Nanjia really didn't come to fight, so he would be recognized by others, so he could only wear a mask and wait for Ning Weitong to go in and bring Song Weiming out in the alley next to the No. [-] Middle School.

After school time passed, the number of students on the road gradually decreased. Ning Nanjia waited for a long time but did not get any news from Ning Weitong. Just when she was a little bit impatient and planned to go to the No. [-] Middle School to catch people by herself, she saw Song Weiming turned around from the small road behind, still holding a red plastic bag in his hand, looking like he was going back to school after shopping.

Unlike Jiang Yi's muscular man with well-developed limbs and a simple mind, Song Weiming still has a little brain. For example, he will run for his life when he knows that the strength of the enemy and us is very different and he can't beat him, and then secretly plan and prepare. Time to ambush and go back to revenge, so when he saw the person blocking his way took off his mask and showed Ning Nanjia's face, he was stunned for less than half a second, then quickly threw the things in his hand, then turned and ran away.

As if he had expected Song Weiming's reaction a long time ago, Ning Nanjia raised his hand and pushed the bag aside and immediately chased after him. Taking advantage of his long legs, he quickly grabbed Song Weiming by the neck and pulled him back and threw him away. When he reached the corner, he raised one leg and stepped on the ladder beside him, blocking his way forcefully and oppressively.

"Ning Nanjia, you're a bit shameless for blocking people without saying a word." Song Weiming denounced him without blushing, without feeling that his previous behavior of ambush against others was even more shameless.

Ning Nanjia didn't want to play tricks on him, so she asked him straight to the point, "I won't beat you today, Song Anyu is your cousin, right? Did Jiang Beiyu break his leg?"

Song Weiming was worried that Ning Nanjia was here to beat him up and was full of defenses, but when he asked about Song Anyu and Jiang Beiyu, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned against the corner of the wall and replied, "Yes, you asked about this What are you doing?"

"Did you see Jiang Beiyu break your cousin's leg?"

"No, but my cousin said he broke it," Song Weiming was still a little apprehensive when he mentioned this.

"My cousin said that he just said some unpleasant things about Jiang Beiyu, but the little bastard pushed him down the stairs, and then, relying on his family's money, he bought witnesses to suppress the matter. My representative Brothers can't beat them, so they can only suffer from being dumb in the end."

Hearing the words "little bastard", Ning Nanjia was inexplicably upset, but he endured it a little bit, and asked each word clearly,

"So, you didn't see Jiang Beiyu push your cousin downstairs, and then spread rumors that he did it?"

Song Weiming was originally a little afraid of Ning Nanjia's absolute violence, but after hearing the implication of his words, his expression also changed.

"Ning Nanjia, what do you mean? Are you trying to get a mouse? What about that little bastard has anything to do with you, or are you just looking for an excuse to beat me up? You are so shameless, you!"

Seeing that he couldn't have a good chat, Ning Nanjia didn't want to bear it any longer. He directly pulled Song Weiming up by his collar with one hand, said to him "greetings to your cousin for me", and slapped him hard. There were two punches on the face.

In Song Weiming's cursing voice, Ning Nanjia raised his knee and pressed against his abdomen, and let him go when he was so painful that he was sweating cold and speechless, then leaned over slightly and patted him twice with his long fingers cheek, and slowly warned in a low voice,

"Song Weiming, if you let me know from now on that you are making rumors about Jiang Beiyu with your dirty mouth, I will come to No. [-] Middle School to play with you every day from now on."

His intestines seemed to be twisted into a ball, Song Weiming nodded his head with great difficulty, and then lay down on the ground gasping for air.

Ning Nanjia withdrew his hand, and just when he straightened up, he saw Jiang Yi standing behind him at some point, with complicated emotions on his face, not only did he not see him as usual, he was just like a crazy wild dog. He would stand on the spot and bark twice when he jumped up, but looked at him in a very abnormal and strange way in silence.

Ning Nanjia really didn't intend to fight today. After teaching Song Weiming a lesson, he saw that Jiang Yi didn't want to make a move, so he turned around and left. Just after taking two steps, Jiang Yi suddenly stopped him,

"Ning Nanjia!"

Thinking that Jiang Yi wanted to fight, Ning Nanjia frowned slightly. As soon as he turned around, he saw Jiang Yi, the son of a bitch, lowered his head again, waved his hand at him, and said like dismissing cats and dogs: "It's okay, it's okay, get out of here."

Ning Nanjia couldn't bear this provocative way of shouting at someone but not talking about it. He was about to go up and fight Jiang Yi right away. As soon as he took a step, Ning Weitong suddenly ran out of nowhere. When she came out, she dragged him and said that Song Zhiwei had just called to urge them to go home, and at the same time turned her head and gave Jiang Yi a wink to tell him to leave quickly.

Jiang Yi was also unambiguous, and immediately helped Song Weiming to run away. The fight would be impossible if he left, and Ning Nanjia could only follow Ning Weitong home in the end.

[The author has something to say]: Young Master Jiang in Ning Nanjia's eyes: weak, pitiful, wronged, must be well protected.

Jiang Yi: "..." fell into a strange silence.Inner os: Brother-in-law, I have already reminded you, don't blame me in the future.

Today's last chapter, thank you for your support! ! ! !