"You can pay as much as you have on you, or you can ask your classmates around you to borrow it, and pay them back slowly when you're done. The head of the yellow hair continued Bai Mengyu's words.

"How much?" Bai Mengyu asked.

"100 a week, 500 a month. Huang Mao touched his hair and said, "It's too much, I don't..." Bai Mengyu shook his head after hearing this, Huang Mao opened his mouth to have so much money, Bai Mengyu's family was not rich, 500 yuan a month, that was almost worth a month's living expenses for himself and his grandmother.

Just as Huang Mao was about to say something, a voice came from behind everyone: "500 protection money a month, why don't you go and rob it?" Everyone heard someone answer, and they all turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.

I saw a delicate-looking and fair-skinned boy standing behind a group of people, and Bai Mengyu could only barely see a corner of the person's clothes through the thin slit of the figure in front of him.

"Yo, where did this sissy come from? Don't you dare to care about this kind of idle business?" The yellow hair looked at the delicate young man who was only one person in front of him, and couldn't help but complain.

"Our principal said, to be a man, you have to learn from Lei Feng. Be sure to help others when you are in trouble. The boy pretended to scratch his head embarrassedly and smiled at the yellow hairy in front of him.

Huang Mao looked angry, and didn't say anything about the provocation of the boy who suddenly ran out of nowhere, but he was not afraid of hitting the muzzle of the gun. In the past, no one who didn't see his yellow hair hid far away.

This made Huang Mao frustrated, and his heart became more and more angry. The authorities rushed in front of the young man and wanted to have a fight, but who knew that the yellow hair had just approached the young man, and he didn't know what means the young man had used, so he directly threw the yellow hair to the ground.

"Why are you stunned? "Come on!" Huang Mao, who was knocked off his tail vertebrae and fell to the ground, shouted to the group of little brothers behind him.

Only then did the group react, and they all pounced on the young man, "Oops, it hurts." I saw that the person who approached the young man was thrown to the ground before he could do anything, and he couldn't help but cry out in pain.

The group of figures in front of him swarmed towards the young man, Bai Mengyu's vision became wider, and suddenly, Bai Mengyu exclaimed: "Be careful." The young man heard Bai Mengyu's exclamation and lost his mind, but this time it gave the group of gangsters a chance.

Immediately, a gangster picked up a brick on the ground and slapped the young man's head fiercely, fortunately the young man dodged in time, the brick swept in front of his eyes, and slapped straight on his shoulder, the brick was already heavy, and was smashed by the gangster.

The young man was unsteady by inertia, and smashed to the ground, and behind the young man, it happened to be a garbage heap, and the surface of the garbage heap was attached to a layer of beer bottle residue, and the young man lay straight back, but he couldn't get up.

"Damn, Liu Meng, you beat him to death!" exclaimed one of the thugs, and the exclamation stunned the others even more.

"Fart, I didn't smash his head, he took out the garbage himself. The thug named Liu Meng retorted.

"He's bleeding, he's bleeding head. Come on. One of the sharp-eyed thugs saw the boy lying there, with faint traces of blood pouring out. With this shout, the rest of the people also hurriedly ran away.

There was no one left, only Bai Mengyu who was standing in the distance and was stunned, and the unconscious teenager who fell in the garbage heap. After a long while, Bai Mengyu reacted, and hurriedly ran to the young man in the garbage heap and dragged the young man out of the garbage heap.

He dragged him all the way to clean flat ground and frantically touched his brain, trying to see where he was hurt. It was estimated that it hurt the young man, and the young man frowned and muttered: "Don't move, it hurts." And he woke up.

Looking at each other, the young man opened his eyes and looked at a girl's face in front of him, obviously frightened, and wanted to get up from Bai Mengyu's leg in a panic, but accidentally pulled the wound again.

"Shh Bai Mengyu asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's okay, you can't die. The boy stood up from the ground and waved his right hand to indicate that he was fine. When he turned around to leave, Bai Mengyu stopped him.

"Thank you, thank you for helping me today. And what's your name?" Bai Mengyu asked.

"The principal said that he should learn from Lei Feng, do good deeds without leaving his name, and left. The young man didn't wait for Bai Mengyu to talk, and left on his own.

Since that time, no one has bullied Bai Mengyu anymore,

But Bai Mengyu couldn't find the boy anymore, and said thank you to him, as well as Bai Mengyu's throbbing heart.

Maybe the two are fateful, Bai Mengyu thought like this, who would have thought that she would meet the young man again. But this is the case, after a year, a classmate came to the class, and Bai Mengyu was desperately rushing to catch up with his homework after school tonight on the desk.

"Okay, welcome to our new classmates, let's introduce ourselves. The head teacher said, Bai Mengyu was still writing in the notebook.

"Hello everyone, my name is Ma Hao, it's a pleasure to meet you, and I hope to get along with you. The boy on the stage introduced himself.

And when the boy opened his mouth to introduce himself, Bai Mengyu in the audience suddenly stopped writing, this voice Bai Mengyu had heard, this voice made Bai Mengyu haunted, she suddenly raised her head, sure enough, the boy who met Bai Mengyu's eyes was the boy who rescued him a year ago.

"Alright, then you can sit in the back. The head teacher pointed to the empty table behind Bai Mengyu and said to Ma Hao on the side.

"Okay, thank you, teacher. Ma Hao bowed politely, and walked towards Bai Mengyu, oh no, towards the table behind Bai Mengyu.

Bai Mengyu thought, at that moment, probably only she could hear her sonorous heartbeat. In this class, no one knows what kind of turbulent heart Bai Mengyu has under the quiet surface. Until the end of class, Bai Mengyu wanted to talk to Ma Hao behind him.

But what should I say? When Bai Mengyu was in class, he had already rehearsed hundreds or thousands of times in his mind, or how many times did Bai Mengyu rehearse the picture of reuniting with the boy in his dream? But when he really came, he was clumsy and couldn't speak.

"Hey, can you lend me the language book for the night after school? I left a lot of things behind, I may need to borrow your notes. ”