chapter039 You help me get it.

Of course, in the end, it didn't work, and under Song Jiu's desperate pull, Bi Chu staggered a few steps and followed her into a nearby hiding place.

His eyebrows were slightly darkened in the light, and his face was wounded, but he relied on his clean contours to look more and more mature and sharp.

Song Jiu didn't know why Bi Chu suddenly had that ridiculous idea just now, but he vaguely felt that since she pulled him all the way over, Bi Chu's whole person had become wrong, and he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Along the way, none of them said a word.

At this time, Bi Chu was standing in front of her, and the distance between them was stretched extremely close. Song Jiu could feel his slightly uneven breathing, as well as the light and cold aura that lingered around him.

The air around them seemed to be unconsciously heated, the night was low, and a few stars loomed in the clouds.

The young man stood straight, his eyes roaming around Song Jiu's face by the dim light, his palm touching the back of her neck, and lowering his head. In an instant, the numbness like electricity stimulated her, and the whole person tensed up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Song Jiu stepped back sharply and dodged.

"You...... You wait here first, I'll be back soon! ”

As if he was afraid that he would be impatient to leave, Song Jiu turned his head and ran as soon as he finished speaking, and ran wildly with the momentum of a 100-meter sprint.

Bi Chu's eyes swept over her figure without a trace, and the hem of the swaying pleated skirt could glimpse the girl's two well-proportioned legs, thin white and straight.

Retracting his gaze, his right hand hanging at his side. The irritability in my eyes dissipated a little, and there was still no temperature.

The street is quiet, with only the occasional bus arrival, and the rest is the fluttering of wings and other sounds of tired birds returning to their nests. Bi Chu simply walked a few steps to sit down on the bench at the bus stop, one leg wide open, the other leg propped up, and the stretched trouser leg showed a neat and thin ankle.

He closed his eyes and rested for a while, heard the sound of running, and opened his eyes.

I saw Song Jiu running towards him with a bag in her hand, she should have been running in a hurry, her cheeks were slightly red, she was panting, her hand was on her knee, and her other hand hooked the bag and stretched out to him, "Give." ”

It's with an undulating atmosphere.

The wind that came from her was also warm.

Bi Chu lowered his eyes and stared at her white fingertips hooking the bag for a few seconds, his nails were round, pink, and neatly trimmed, and he took the bag.

"Apply some medicine, it will get better soon."

The girl's eyes seemed to be dyed with stars, and she looked at him from the side.

"Are you in a bad mood today?"

Bi Chu paused for a moment, his eyelids were half-closed, and he stretched out the iodophor swab, "You help me get it." ”

The voice is a little heavy.

Song Jiu picked up a cotton swab, dipped it in the potion, and applied it to the wound on his forehead, which was not very serious, but slightly scratched the skin. But Song Jiu just felt sorry for him, and there was a deep sense of guilt.

"It should be a little." The tone is unwavering.

His words were abrupt, and Song Jiu was stunned for a while before she realized that she was answering her last question.

It is true that he was in a bad mood before, because he saw some people and remembered some unpleasant things in the past. However, he was in a much better mood now because of her.

It was Friday, and Bi Chu didn't turn around until he sent Song Jiu home. When leaving, Song Jiu looked at the back of his clothes that was blown up by the wind, and suddenly shouted: "Bi Chu!" ”

Bi Chu turned around, he grabbed a handful of hair, and a lazy question overflowed from his chest: "Huh?" ”

"See you on Monday." Song Jiu waved at him and smiled at the corners of his lips.

"See you later."

***

Before she changed her shoes, before she could put down her schoolbag, Song's mother came out of the kitchen with a plate, and when she saw Song Jiu, she became angry: "Where have you been?" Why do you have a longer way from school than others and come back so late? ”

Song Jiu didn't say it, she didn't want this matter to be known by Song's mother, after all, it was not a good thing. As a result, I prevaricated and said that I was fooling around by making up homework at school.

After dinner, Song Jiu was writing homework in the room, and when he encountered a problem that he couldn't know, he struggled for a long time, and the ink on the tip of the pen leaked out on the paper.

Maybe she was restless, and she didn't have the heart to think about it anymore, when she thought of what happened in the afternoon, she couldn't read any words on the paper, so she simply put a pen and knocked on the door of Song Shu's room.

After a long while, the door was opened, and Song Jiu glanced at it inadvertently, her desk was still a little messy, and she didn't know what she was hiding just now.

"Sister, why are you here?"

"There's something I'd like to talk to you about." Song Jiu walked in.

"Don't ask me to help you with your homework, I won't." Song Shu gathered the books on the table, took out a bottle of milk and threw it on Song Jiu's lap.

"No, it's ......"

"I didn't hide any snacks, this is my last possessions." She shook the small milk in her hand at Song Jiu, trying to prove that it was her last possession.

"The ......"

"I don't have any money, I don't borrow, I'm poor." Song Shu interrupted her.

Apathy, crit triple hit.

“…………”

Song Jiu adjusted his emotions and went straight to the point: "Have you offended anyone at school?" ”

It was as if Thanos snapped his fingers, and the air was silent for a few seconds.

Song Shu's face changed, and then he said, "No...... No, I'm so well-behaved, so possible. ”

She touched her neck and laughed dryly.

"Really?"

Song Shu shook his head again and again, his eyes innocent and sincere: "There really isn't." ”

After a few seconds of silence, Song Jiu said idly: "That classmate seems to be quite serious, I heard that he was sent to the hospital." ”

"No, that's possible! I just gave it a light push, and the thing touched the porcelain............"

As soon as the words came out, she realized that she seemed to have said something wrong, and quickly silenced her.

"Let's be honest, Song Xiaoshu, what's going on?"

…………

According to Song Shu, she also accidentally pushed the boy named Ji Fang, that is, the group of junior high school teenagers who blocked Song Jiu in the afternoon.

What kind of carelessness is this, according to Song Shu's description, she is the representative of the English class, and she was about to send the homework book to the English teacher in a hurry, but Ji Fang didn't know why, she just walked in front of Song Shu and blocked Song Shu's way. The hallways in the classroom were narrow, and she couldn't walk past the desks of other students.

"I've said 'let' and 'work' several times, and my temper is too good to be good, but the strange thing is like a little deaf and blind, and I won't be allowed to pass."

"He must have done it on purpose, I pushed him when I was angry, how did I know that he was so weak, he was pushed to the ground all of a sudden, and his head was still banged on the desk, it was so stupid."

"Later, his two foolish little brothers threatened to fix me, who is afraid, I didn't do anything excessive."

Song Jiu probably understood, nodded and said, "Well, it's indeed not your fault." ”

"That's right." Song Shu clapped his hands.

"Are you okay then, have you been bullied?" Thinking of the scene this afternoon, if she hadn't met Bi Chu, she really didn't know how to solve it.

"How is that possible?" Song Shu clasped his arms and chuckled, "I'm so smart, the fool was blocked by those people." ”

Song Jiu blinked, wanted to say something but didn't say: "............"

It feels like it is informed.

***

In the VIP ward of a private hospital.

A teenager with one foot hanging up and playing a game against a pillow in a plaster cast.

The door of the ward was pushed open, and someone walked in, but he didn't raise his head, and said impatiently: "It's okay, don't bother me." ”

"Brother ......"

There was a row of people standing in front of the hospital bed, standing in a neat posture comparable to that of a soldier. The one at the front was the main force that surrounded Song Jiu that afternoon, a young man who didn't look very smart, with fluffy hair and a dull blue hair, and his face was injured at the moment, and he didn't look even smarter.

Ji Fang raised his hand, he was startled, his mobile phone slipped into the bed, and the team on the screen was exhausted by the enemy because of the loss of the main force. He extinguished his phone and looked at them again: "What's the situation, I didn't cover you for a day, and I was?" ”

"Which did it?"

The group lowered their heads and couldn't speak.

Ji Fang frowned: "Tangtang, you say." ”

Jiang Tang, the unkempt young man standing in front, rubbed his face, "Brother Fang, that ...... We don't know who it is. ”

"What the hell is going on?"

Jiang Tang: "That's the case, Song Shu's girl is too much to hurt you like this, if this leg falls into some disease, how good it is, the brothers can't see it, so they want to get Song Shu ......"

"What?!" Ji Fang choked and looked at them again, "Then you were beaten by her?" ”

"No, she's too cunning, we don't have a chance to get it. So, I thought of a good way, a buddy didn't know where to get a photo of her sister Song Jiu, so we went to block her sister. ”

"Hey, I was about to succeed in revenge, but I don't know where a social brother came out of nowhere, it's so amazing, we were beaten by him, Brother Fang, you must teach that kid a lesson."

Ji put a pillow on Jiang Tang's face, put down the hanging foot, and stood up: "Idiot! Did I tell you to go to someone's trouble? I'm going to block other people's sisters, block your mother! ”

Jiang Tang held the pillow in his hand, looked at Ji Fang's instantly healed legs, his eyes widened, and he was incredible: "Ah...... Brother Fang, you, your legs, okay? ”

"yes, alright." Ji Fang touched the tip of his nose and replied lightly.

"That'...... It was ...... before"

"Touching porcelain." With his head in his hands, he lazily walked back to the bed and leaned in, pulling out his phone to play.

"That'...... So what......"

It seemed that he was very impatient with his verbosity, Ji Fang raised his eyes: "If I don't touch porcelain, can I have this lot of time and lie in the hospital with peace of mind?" ”

After being silent for a few seconds, Jiang Tang gave a thumbs up: "Brother Fang is wise!" ”

Feeling very irritable again, Ji Fang extinguished the phone: "Song Shu, she doesn't feel a little guilty?" ”

Jiang Tang touched his head and shook his head: "No, she is still the same as before, eating and drinking well, and going to and from school on time." ”

"Or," Fu Zhi's soul was blessed, Jiang Tang suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "Let's go to her to compensate for the medical expenses?" ”

"Lose your big head!" Ji Fang smashed another pillow on his head, "Forget it, you will take someone to find someone to apologize to your sister tomorrow, remember to be sincere and sincere." ”

Jiang Tang was dumbfounded, what? If you are beaten, you have to apologize in turn!

He still replied, "Okay." ”