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I didn't believe that the place where I first met Song Joon would make me uneasy, so I decided to break that habit.

Sometimes things seem simpler without thinking.

But I never imagined that when this thought popped into my head, things would go on the bad side, after all, good spirits do not work bad.

When Song Zhun and I were discussing the wonderful content of the book, I was obviously absent-mindedly coping with the two sentences.

In the next second, I saw that Mu Fei and his father grabbed my mother's hand, the fruits and daily necessities on the ground were spilled on the ground, and there were people gathered around to watch the jokes, and Aunt Zhou was persuading Mu Fei's father bitterly on the side.

I immediately rushed over and pulled Mu Fei's father's hand away, and at this time, Song Zhun also came over, and he protected his mother behind him.

Seeing this, Mu Fei's father knew that he was outnumbered, so he simply rolled his eyes and lay on the ground, shamelessly saying that I pushed him to the ground, and he was in pain all over his body now, and he wanted me to be responsible.

Aunt Zhou scolded angrily: "Scoundrel, this is simply a scoundrel." The people who originally watched the joke saw that Aunt Zhou took the lead, and without Fang Cai's indifference, they blamed one after another.

Mu Fei's father didn't care at all, and said thoughtfully: "Fu Yunxin, you don't want to get rid of me and others, and you don't look at who I Mu Shuo is." If I don't make you notorious, I won't have the surname Mu. ”

I was about to punch him in the face, but Song Zhun hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "Jiang Nian, once you make a move, it's your fault, think twice." ”

I looked at Song Zhun for a while, and naturally understood the stakes.

Mu Fei's father immediately became energetic when he saw him on the street, "You are fighting, Jiang Nian Laozi told you that Lao Tzu is not a vegetarian." Mu Fei's kid doesn't know what kind of ecstasy you have been poured in, Lao Tzu doesn't. Lao Tzu knows very well that neither you mother and son are good things. ”

Aunt Zhou suddenly grabbed my arm, "Jiang Nian, don't listen to him, let him scold, anyway, I have already called the police, the police will come in a while, we can testify to you." ”

"I want to scare me with the police, okay, let him come, but I want to ask him if he cares about it. It's all a bunch of walking corpses who eat with oil and water, what can you expect from them?"

As soon as the words fell, the police car arrived.

I thought Aunt Zhou was scaring him, but Aunt Zhou waved to the police with a look of "I'm doing a good job".

After arriving at the police station, Mu Fei's father still had a scoundrel face and the police, because of the reason for drinking, the police only thought he was drunk, and there was no personal injury, so he called Mu Fei.

When Mu Fei arrived in a panic, he didn't care about his father's life or death for the first time, but rushed to his mother and said guiltily: "Auntie, I'm sorry, did he do anything to you, did you get hurt?"

Mother has been distressed about Mu Fei since she was a child, so she naturally shook her head without hindrance.

When the policeman in charge heard this, he raised his eyes and stared at Mu Fei with disdain, full of contempt and insult, "It turned out to be really you, heh...... I said so. ”

Seeing that Mu Fei was blocked and didn't dare to come out, he looked at Mu Fei's father who finally stopped, "The upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked." ”

Mu Fei still didn't make a sound, but his father became arrogant again, pointing at the policeman and scolding: "Boy, how old are you, you fucking talk to me like this? He's a hooligan, I'm not." I don't have such a son who doesn't learn well. ”

I strode up to Mu Fei and asked, "None of the things you promised me can do, right? Since you Mu Fei don't have such ability, what can you do? Your father can't stop being a scoundrel, right?"

Actually, I know that I can't blame Mu Fei, but I just suppress the anger in my heart. It's like stepping on the edge of a knife, and if I don't pull him on his back, I'm the one who hurts. ”

"It's really you kid who instructed Mu Fei to find someone to spy on me and locked me in the house. I'm going to fucking fight with you today, I want to deal with Lao Tzu for your mother, right? Okay, Lao Tzu will let you play tricks. Mu Fei's father picked up a chair with enough weight and threw it at me, regardless of whether the place I was standing in would hurt his son.

Then when the chair smashed, I realized that this angle Mu Fei could completely avoid.

As a result, he not only did not avoid it, but also stood in front of me.

The chair smashed into his back so hard that even if he helped me block it, the impact made me stumble a few steps backwards, and he fell to one knee with his back hunched.

The mother was frightened and quickly pounced on Mu Fei and asked Mu Fei: "How are you? Is there anything wrong......? Alas....... ”

Song Zhun came to care about my condition, but my eyes kept staring at Mu Fei stupidly, and I couldn't hear Song Zhun's question at all, let alone the straightforward emotions on his face.

Mu Fei's father was finally stunned when he saw his son helping me with my crotch.

The police rushed over and suppressed Mu Fei's father.

Mu Fei got up from the ground with difficulty and said to his mother again, "I'm sorry Auntie, I promise I won't let him get close to you in the future." ”

After speaking, he gritted his teeth and walked up to his father, who was warned to hold down his arm, and his stubborn expression blocked the policeman's hand. After seeing that the other party didn't let go, he yelled: "He's my father, I'm his son, isn't it okay to be a father's son and teach him a lesson?"

The police finally let go, and Mu Fei helped his father to walk out.

That was the first time I felt that Mu Fei's shoulders were so broad.

When the chair flew over, I actually knew he would block it for me.

Just like when I was a child, I made a mistake and the last person to be punished was him, and when something grows into my bones, it is a natural reaction. For example, I definitely think he will block it.

But I can't be self-righteous and think that I am the one who is favored and can have nothing to fear. But if I don't get rid of the word love, maybe I'll think about it.

After the incident came to an end here, and throughout the second semester of my senior year of high school, Mu Fei and his father never came to trouble us again.

Mu Fei really did what he said this time, not only his father, but also the relationship between me and him as a stranger.

It was as if they had agreed to treat me as a stranger, and they would neither look for trouble nor act like they were related.

Except for the strange eyes of the yellow-haired man, as if I owe him money, and I can't find the sense of déjà vu I want.

That's good, I said it over and over again in my mind.

Due to Song Zhun's supervision, his grades are getting better and better, and he was even included in the column where he can be admitted to a prestigious university by the head teacher.

From time to time, he looked at me and laughed kindly, and casually asked if there was anything he needed help with.

Time is always lost inadvertently, and when you look back, it is not only the desert that has become an ocean after many years, but the ocean has become a desert again, and this kind of thing cannot be stopped.

It's the college entrance examination that is coming.

During that time, not only did Song Zhun and I sit face-to-face and didn't look at each other, but my mother was not relaxed, and she cooked whatever food to supplement her brain.

She put all her hopes in me.

Every time I think of this, I am especially grateful to Song Zhun for pulling me back to the right path, and I became the son of my mother who couldn't help but praise in front of people.

It is a wonderful thing to be the pride of others.

On the day he got the report card, Song Zhun was crazy, he hugged me and laughed all the time, and said happily with a bitter face: "Fortunately, we don't have to separate." ”

This book was first published on Kanshu.com