he is afraid, he pretends

Wu Luming seemed to be stunned.

After Wen Siyuan's words fell, he didn't react for a long time, but just maintained his original expression, watching Wen Siyuan motionless.

Seeing this, Wen Siyuan asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Didn't you praise me like this before?"

Wu Luming's frozen expression began to disintegrate.

He shook his head with a chuckle, stretched his waist, squinted his eyes against the wind and leaned back, and responded in a relaxed tone: "It's okay, thank you Brother Yuan."

-

The heavy rain that was supposed to last until Monday disappeared on Sunday.

Monday morning was sunny and sunny. When Wu Luming ran into Qian Weichang in the classroom, Qian Weichang didn't fully open his eyes. As soon as he saw him, he began to cry: "I was expecting a heavy rainstorm today. Mondays are miserable enough without classes, and a full Monday is hell."

"Sooner or later, you have to make up for the missed classes." Wu Luming sat down beside Qian Weichang and put down his schoolbag, ruthlessly breaking Qian Weichang's unrealistic and beautiful fantasy.

Qian Weichang slammed his head on the table, completely paralyzed.

The whole day was spent in Qian Weichang's moans and sighs. In the last 5 minutes of the last class, Qian Weichang, who hadn't opened his eyes all day, finally opened his eyes. His eyes were like copper bells. He began to pack his things and prepare to leave get out of class. Run wildly.

He finished packing and there were 2 minutes left.

I just took out my phone to take a look, and suddenly seemed to think of something, turned to Wu Luming and said, "Ming, did I tell you yesterday that the seniors are going back to City A today, and they invited us to have dinner tonight?"

Wu Luming shook his head.

Qian Weichang slapped his head: "I forgot to play games with my sister yesterday. You don't have an appointment tonight, do you?"

Wu Luming didn't answer right away.

He said "wait a minute" and sent Wen Siyuan an inquiry message.

Wen Siyuan will probably be fine, and he will reply soon.

[I have a meeting tonight, so I'll be late. 】

Seeing this, Wu Luming was about to go back to Qian Weichang and said there was no appointment, when Qian Weichang suddenly moved to his side curiously, and said first, "You and your roommate still eat together every day?"

"Well, cook at home and eat together."

"Cooking? Who does it?"

"I."

"You can cook?!"

Qian Weichang exclaimed, and before he had time to ask more questions, the bell for the end of get out of class just rang.

Wu Luming picked up the schoolbag he had packed, ended up changing a topic, and said, "Let's go."

·

There were two seniors who invited the two of them to have dinner. They were Wu Luming and the two seniors who were in charge of guiding their class when they entered the military training in their freshman year.

After dinner for a long time, Qian Weichang and the two seniors chatted about the past while drinking, and they chatted until nine o'clock at night.

At [-]:[-], the four of them left the hotel. Wu Luming hailed a car, first sent the two seniors to the hotel where they were temporarily staying, and then sent Qian Weichang back to school.

Originally, he planned to drop Qian Weichang at the school gate, but when he got out of the car, he squatted on the side of the road and started to vomit.

Wu Luming had no choice but to get out of the car.

Qian Weichang squatted on the side of the road and vomited for two or three minutes. After vomiting, he seemed to wake up a bit, and staggered into a small shop not far away to buy a bottle of water.

When he came out, he rinsed his mouth and said vaguely to Wu Luming: "Brother, it's so late, why don't you go back, it just so happens that your bed isn't sleeping yet, so I'll make a quilt for you."

Wu Luming was about to speak when Qian Weichang, who was still drunk a second ago, suddenly widened his eyes, stared at something behind Wu Luming and shouted: "Damn!"

Before Wu Luming could react, Qian Weichang suddenly dropped the water bottle and rushed forward past him.

While rushing, he shouted: "I haven't seen this kind of scum in 800 years, damn it, dare to bully women in front of me."

Wu Luming didn't react for a while, so he had to turn around and follow Qian Weichang.

After walking two or three steps, he finally saw clearly what was happening in front of him.

Three men and a woman stood in the alley.

The three men blocked the girls against the wall, and the one in the middle was talking about something frivolously.

The girl's face looked ugly. She tried to push away a guy who was blocking her, but not only did she not push, but the guy blocked her even tighter.

The girl's face became even uglier in an instant, but the three men seemed to be amused, and immediately burst into laughter.

But before laughing for too long, Qian Weichang rushed forward and punched the man in the middle.

The sudden change made several people in the alley startled.

Qian Weichang was clever, and while they were in a daze, he quickly punched each of them.

Now the three of them finally came to their senses, they couldn't care less about the girls, and they scuffled with Qian Weichang in an instant.

The terrified girl froze in place, unable to react for a long time.

Until Wu Luming came to her side and said to her, "Let's go."

The girl subconsciously looked at Wu Luming: "But they..."

"Don't worry about it." Wu Luming continued to walk past her, "I will handle it."

The girl stared blankly at Wu Luming, after a moment of weighing, she finally chose to listen to Wu Luming, and ran out of the alley first.

As soon as she ran out of the alley, she quickly took out her mobile phone and called the police.

Qian Weichang and the three of them were scuffling fiercely.

Wu Luming took a step forward and was about to raise his hand when Qian Weichang suddenly retched very loudly.

This sound, mixed with the strong smell of alcohol on his body, caused the other three people to stop for the first time.

The three of them took a step back in unison, their fearful eyes showed that they could not stand being spat out more than being beaten.

Qian Weichang covered his mouth and retched twice again, probably because he couldn't help it, he didn't continue to wrestle with the three of them, and yelled: "When I come back from vomiting, I will fight another three hundred times... Vomit!"

The last word "he" ended with the sound of his retching, he covered his mouth again, and ran out of the alley to find the trash can just now and vomited.

The three of them stood there in bewilderment, obviously not expecting to fight like this.

Seeing this, Wu Luming glanced at the three of them expressionlessly, put down the hand he just raised, and turned around to leave.

However, just as he took a step, he suddenly heard something smashing behind him.

He turned sideways and managed to dodge, but the thing that hit him still scratched his hand.

It fell to the ground with a "bang", a sharp stone the size of an adult's fist.

There was a tingling pain in the hand, accompanied by the arrogant and vicious voice of the person behind him: "Bad old man wants to leave because of good things?"

Wu Luming ignored the clamor of the people behind him.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his painful hand.

The sharp stone just hit his palm.

There was a big hole in the palm of the hand, and blood was oozing out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wu Luming watched indifferently as the blood flowed from the palm of his hand, dripped down his fingertips, and hit the sharp stone on the ground.

The three of them seemed to have also seen this scene, and a mocking voice sounded: "Oh, chick, is he injured? Shouldn't he be crying in pain and call the police uncle?"

Wu Luming watched the blood in the palm of his hand flow more and more violently, the temperature in his eyes gradually faded, but the corners of his mouth slowly rose.

A snort escaped from his throat: "Call the police?"

He raised his eyes, half of his face was submerged in the darkness, and looked at the three complacent people on the opposite side.

"Call the police and ask the police to... catch me?"

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