"What do you want?" Lu Qinglin asked him.

"No...... Mainly, how could she come up with more than two hundred dollars at once. Zhuang Wenche came back to his senses and said.

"Then call her."

"She came home in the afternoon and couldn't get through until 10 o'clock."

"Trying your luck?"

"My phone was broken, what about yours?"

"You know, I played games on my phone last week, and my mom was angry that the old phone wasn't going to give me this week. Do you want to borrow someone else's? ”

"How could I have thought that my phone would be broken, I didn't remember her phone number, tonight is not the class teacher watching evening self-study, the office is also closed, Lin Lan and a few of them specially asked for leave tonight to go back to rehearse the show, who do you think will have any kind of phone, why can't you say a word to other people." Zhuang Wenche shook his head, "Forget it, I'll go find her myself, tomorrow is the New Year's Day party, and if the classroom is not well arranged, you will be scolded to death." ”

"Then you are out of school now, can you come back in more than half an hour? Forty minutes later, I went to the evening self-study. ”

"Try it, there's no other way, help me put a vegetable bun in my table pocket, thank you."

"Uh-huh."

An hour after school in the afternoon, day students can go out, Zhuang Wenche usually runs out when he has something, he doesn't know where He seems to be home, but once he came home on the weekend and saw He Xiang walking towards a snack street opposite the school, he could only try his luck.

The snack street is not too big, Zhuang Wenche didn't take long to cross the entire snack street, but he didn't see any similar figure, he touched his mobile phone, and there was a pain in his heart.

Perhaps the hard work paid off, he spun around for a while, and when he was about to look around again, he saw a man in a black skirt with a guitar on his back and loose hair and He seemed to be about the same size as he got into the side of the path.

Zhuang Wenche wasn't really sure if it was like it, but he "followed" for a while, and saw what kind of face he saw from the window of the side door.

He didn't know why he was dressed like this, he took out his watch from his pocket, there were only fifteen minutes left, and Zhuang Wenche followed without hesitation.

He seemed to push open the iron door, open the piano case, take out the guitar, and choose a place that was not very noticeable and began to tune the guitar.

Zhuang Wenche took off his school uniform and put it on his body, followed in, chose a hidden corner, and sat down to look at it.

Maybe Zhuang Wenche's luck has not been very good these days, he hasn't sat for long before the door of the bar is kicked open, and a group of scary street thugs come in.

"That's bad luck." Huang Mao next to Zhuang Wenche muttered in a low voice.

"What's the situation?"

"These people are famous gangsters on this street, yesterday his brother smashed the bar on the front street and was locked up, and today he came here again, and tonight he is probably restless again."

The uneasiness in Zhuang Wenche's heart had already manifested itself in the fact that his hands and feet began to tremble unconsciously, and he quietly moved to where he seemed to be.

The person who took the lead had no hair on his head, and his fat body looked like a pregnant woman who was more than six months pregnant, and his entire upper body was almost completely wrapped in tattoos, and he still had a cigarette in his mouth.

The little gangsters who followed behind him, without exception, were also holding cigarettes, and the smoke wrapped the leaders in front of them alive, which meant some pirated immortals.

Since he came in, except for the music that did not come, the others were either too frightened to speak, or muttered a few words alone.

The hand on the head began to be unconscious from the moment he came in, touching all the girls in his sight, Zhuang Wenche has been a good student for more than ten years, even if he can't stand it, he still lacks the courage to go up and fight with them directly, he can only pray silently in his heart, don't notice what.

It's not safe to wear less in the bar, and it's not safe to wait for no meat to be exposed.

She sat there clinging to her guitar, staring at the ground, not daring to move, and the more she tried to hide herself, the more noticeable it became, until someone ran and tried to lift her skirt.

"That's what you're wearing to the bar, little sister."

Zhuang Wenche's palms were already full of sweat, no matter how many seven twenty-one rushed up to punch the person who seemed to be moving his hands and feet, He seemed to look at Zhuang Wenche who suddenly rushed out with an incredible face, she held the guitar in one hand, and the other hand was pulled by Zhuang Wenche, and rushed out before everyone reacted.

After the thug reacted, he picked up a bottle of wine from the bar and threw it at Zhuang Wenche, Zhuang Wenche was smashed and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, he was not far from the door, and pushed He Qi out.

"Call the police!"

When everyone heard these two words, their faces changed instantly, and their eyes turned from Zhuang Wenche to He Yi, trying to stop her, Zhuang Wenche was also quick-eyed, picked up the stool and smashed it, knocking down two people in a row.

The whole bar was already completely chaotic, Zhuang Wenche's series of operations completely angered them, Zhuang Wenche was pressed to the ground, he felt countless feet stepping on his body, blood slowly flowed into his mouth, he tasted blood for the first time.

What saved him was the alarm from outside, and when the gangster saw this, he knew that it was important to escape, but he didn't forget to give Zhuang Wenche a kick when he left.

When he came in, Zhuang Wenche lay on the ground and tried to get up, but it was useless to try several times, so he simply lay on the ground.

He seemed to be carrying the guitar and helping Zhuang Wenche to get up, Zhuang Wenche was taller and heavier than her, and he seemed to be holding him forward with some difficulty, Zhuang Wenche gritted his teeth in pain, but he still asked why he was here.

He didn't seem to answer Zhuang Wenche's question, but Zhuang Wenche's question also reminded her, she realized that after tonight, it would be impossible to come here again, thinking of the salary she hadn't received this month, she hesitated for a few seconds, and when she left, she took a handful of banknotes from the nearest bar to her.

He seems to live in a small and pitiful place, but there is a bathtub in the toilet, how he always complained that this bathtub takes up space in the past, but now for Zhuang Wenche, it can be said to be the most comfortable way to take a bath.

There was no bath towel, so he seemed to take out a freshly washed bed sheet from the cabinet and handed it to Zhuang Wenche to make up for it.

Zhuang Wenche was wrapped in pink sheets, and there were still many injuries on his body, and he limped out of the toilet, looking really embarrassed.

He seemed to help Zhuang Wenche lie on the bed, took out the medicine box from the cabinet, and treated Zhuang Wenche's wounds, fortunately, they were all skin injuries and did not hurt the bones, but in addition to being crushed by the bicycle so badly last time, this time with such a serious injury, it is estimated that he will not be able to attend physical education class for another semester.

As soon as I thought of this, I suddenly felt very aggrieved inexplicably, and couldn't help crying, tears rolling down one after another, and I couldn't wipe them.

"You rubbed me so hard, I didn't cry, what are you crying about, girl." Zhuang Wenche endured the pain and reached out to touch He Xiang's head, He seemed to still keep crying, but the strength to treat Zhuang Wenche's wound was less.

"Use your phone, you know, my phone broke this morning."

Zhuang Wenche took the mobile phone and skillfully entered Ke Chu'an's phone number, he remembered that when the goddess Ke Chu'an was robbed last semester, he called and harassed him every day, and he memorized this string of numbers when he looked at it, and he didn't think that he would really use it one day.

"Hello, who are?"

"I, your dearest roommate."

"Lao Zhuang! Don't you go to evening self-study now? How can you call me? ”

"It's a bit special now, shouldn't you also study on your own at night, where are you now?"

"I had a fever this afternoon, so I asked for leave to stay in the dormitory after seeing a doctor, and by the way, I escaped from the evening self-study, be witty."

"Wit, wit, just right, you can do me a favor now."

"Say it, brother, you don't hesitate to go up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire!"

"It's not necessary to go to the knife mountain, you have to go to the sea of fire."

"Oh?" Ke Chu'an seemed to be interested, and his voice was a little higher.

"You go to our class now, pretend to be me, not long after the evening self-study, the teacher who named the roll call should not have come yet, Lu Qinglin should block me when the class leader checks people, two evening self-study, you don't want to be discovered."

"How can I go down, the dormitory will be closed."

"I know you have a way, the dormitory manager will check the dormitory at night, first Lu Qinglin will come to their dormitory, and after they finish checking, let Lu Qinglin pretend to be me again."

"It's really 'on fire', brother, brother, you are so sorry for me without three hot pots, no problem."

"Is this really possible?" He seemed to take the mobile phone and put it next to the bed, looking at Zhuang Wenche, tears still hanging on his eyelashes.

"No problem." Zhuang Wenche leaned forward and touched his head again, "Don't cry, it's not good to look good if you cry, can I know why you're there?" And why is you the only one in this family so late? ”

He seemed to finish wiping the medicine, got up and brought a glass of water to Zhuang Wenche, and found the biggest clothes in the wardrobe for Zhuang Wenche to wear, although it was a little small, but it was better than nothing, this house has no heating, and it is a little crazy in winter.

"Do you know what it's like to get an orphan certificate alone?" Zhuang Wenche looked at He with a shocked expression, and his hand holding the cup froze in the air.

"Remember the first day we met?" He seems to be speaking plainly, without any expression, but the people who watch it are still a little depressed.

"I went to apply for an orphan certificate that day, and I refused to go to the hospital because I had to go to work in the afternoon, otherwise I would have no money, and even living would be a problem."

"My mother died early, and my father died in a car accident while delivering food this summer."

"How could it be so sudden......" Zhuang Wenche's hand trembled a little when he saw it.

"Blame me, it's my dad who died."

"What?"

"My dad had long said that the motorcycle was a bit out of order, and I asked my dad for the money to learn materials, and it was all because of me, so my dad wanted to wait, wait, wait, and fix the motorcycle, and the result was ...... Outcome...... The result is ......"