chapter038 Qianlin Qiongjiu's Jiu.

The magnificent mottled sunset tore the sky into pieces, and there were a few autumn rains a few days ago, and the cold breeze went straight into the human body, and Song Jiu couldn't help but shrink as he pulled the schoolbag belt.

Especially in the face of such a situation, several teenagers blocked her in a small alley. There were both boys and girls, wearing different uniforms than hers, and a few did not wear uniforms at all. She took a closer look, only to notice the [junior high] emblem embroidered on the left side of their shirt.

The junior high school and the high school of No. 1 Middle School are one south and one north, and there is this alley in between, and it is common for small conflicts and frictions to occur between the thorns of the two school districts. It's just that Song Jiu didn't expect that such a thing would happen to her. Song Jiu really didn't know what kind of peerless luck she had, and she was asked for trouble in three days. But she kept to herself very much and didn't do anything.

And the people who squatted on her in the back street were still a group of junior high school students, and Song Jiu suddenly felt so faceless.

Before he could ask a clear question, the prickly head at the head began to speak: "Hey, what's your name?" ”

Song Jiu gritted his teeth, hesitated, and replied, "Song Jiu." ”

"Is it really called Song Jiu?" The boy's fluffy hair, if you look closely, you can also see his highlight-dyed dull blue hair, he raised his chin, "Which nine?" ”

"Qianlin Qiongjiu's Jiu."

They didn't seem to believe it, and several of them were still muttering.

"Is it really her, don't get me wrong."

"I think it's true, I came out of high school, and it matches the one in the photo."

"It's a bit mushy."

"Can you find a better fit?!"

The group of them have been squatting here for several days, and they finally have gained something, so they naturally refuse to let it go easily.

"No matter what, I have to be angry for my brother."

……

Their group seemed to be chattering and discussing, and then looked at Song Jiu, looking at Song Jiu's eyes as if they were looking at a gift that was about to be sacrificed.

As they approached—

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a pinched can slammed into the boy's feet, almost causing him to slip by accident.

The sound shook them all.

A group of people looked back in the direction where the cans were flying, their expressions sluggish.

The moaning of the wind and the rustle of dead leaves mingled, and the boy in the alley was tall, with one hand in his pocket, wearing a loose black shirt with a lazy expression.

He has a face that makes people feel cold at first sight, with angular facial features, clean and bright, and a vigorous youthful spirit, but there is a sense of decadence in the eyebrows and eyes, an indescribable feeling, without a trace of stickiness and redundancy, and it cannot be violated.

The boy who provoked the trouble came to his senses, and he was still a little stunned, but seeing that he was only one person, he looked at his slightly thin figure, and said sharply: "Who are you?" ”

Bi Chu's eyes fell lightly, and his expression was lazy: "You, ancestor, ancestor." ”

“…………”

I've seen arrogance, I've never seen such arrogance, people are single-handed, but this is almost to the sky. The teenagers in the second year of junior high school were stunned.

A path unconsciously opened up among the junior high school teenagers who turned sideways, and Bi Chu walked straight over, and when he passed by them, he was taller than them.

He glanced at Song Jiu: "Why are you blocked again?" ”

"I ......" Song Jiu wanted to say that she didn't know either, and she didn't offend them, so she inexplicably put this on the table.

"It's still a little kid."

"But—"

Bi Chu looked at Song Jiu, relying on his height, and his voice changed, "You are also a little kid." ”

The atmosphere on both sides is tense and ready to go.

When he was about to make a move, Song Jiu suddenly stopped Bi Chu, "You...... You don't want to fight. ”

"These little classmates, I don't know what offended you, but if there is anything that you can't get by, I apologize to you here, I'm sorry."

Although, she didn't know them at all, and she hadn't even seen them.

Who knew that the cold side threw out a sentence: "If the apology is useful, what do you want the police to do!" ”

This voice roared majestically, firm and sonorous.

The familiar melody suddenly sounded in Song Jiu's mind, accompanied by bursts of falling brilliant meteor showers.

It can't be dispersed for a long time.

They really vividly interpret the unique temperament of the second-year junior high school students.

"Harmony is precious, endure the calm for a while, take a step back and open the sky, we each take a step back, why bother so much? It's not a big deal in the first place. ”

Song Jiu felt that there was nothing at all, she didn't know them.

Bi Chu's eyebrows twisted slightly, and he lowered his eyes to look at Song Jiu.

Feeling the gaze, Song Jiu raised his head, and a pair of dark eyes met him, "What...... What's wrong? ”

His dark pupils reflected the light of the setting sun, fading a little arrogance, his eyebrows and eyes were not sharp, and his voice was slightly deep: "Do you think I can't do it?" ”

Song Jiu was stunned for a few seconds, she just wanted to say, ah, big brother, you can do it, you are the best.

She didn't take the initiative to ask for peace and persuade because she was worried that they would be outnumbered and overwhelming, and Bi Chu would not be able to defeat them. It was because she suddenly remembered the miserable dream she had before, in which they were begging on the street and performing at the bottom of the bridge...... It's a miserable mess.

Although it was too exaggerated, she didn't want Bi Chu to have regrets in the future.

Even if he is the male protagonist, there may be some male protagonists shrouded in aura, Song Jiu still can't be 100% sure what the future will be like if he continues like this. As a book wearer, she thinks she has an obligation to help the male protagonist get on the right track and get on the road.

Every now and then, she regrets why she didn't read the novel seriously in the first place, why her memory was not good, otherwise she wouldn't be like now, she didn't know anything about the fate of the characters in the story.

Therefore, to persuade the big man to change his evil ways and return to the right, it is necessary to start by persuading him not to fight. Taking this first step, it may not be too difficult in the future.

Song Jiu grabbed his wrist, his skin was slightly cold, but there was a tingling sensation in her hand.

"I suddenly remembered a poem that can calm your mind and make your irritability disappear!"

She said this quite abruptly, Bi Chu glanced at her sideways, and still asked, "Oh?" What is it? ”

Although he didn't have much interest in wondering.

Song Jiu cleared her throat and coughed a few more times, remembering the words she heard her grandmother chant in her mouth when she was a child, she stared for a moment and said slowly: "Don't be angry, life is like a play, we get together because of fate." It's not easy to help each other grow old, should we cherish it more? Why bother to lose your temper over trivial things, and think about it in retrospect. I am not angry when others are angry, and there is no one to replace me when I am angry. ”

Bi Chu: ".................."

Song Jiu was blasted away by people on both sides at the same time.

***

The night was dark, and the moon was obscured by a thick cloud.

The road in the community is dyed with the lights of the houses on both sides, and looking ahead, there are thousands of lights in a row, dotted with the endless dark night.

Bi Chu and Song Jiu were one after the other, with just the right distance in the middle, and Song Jiu followed behind.

Although she was following, she had already lost her mind, and her mind was full of what had happened in the evening.

She saw the black and surging violence in Bi Chu's eyes, and also saw the bloodshot overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

At that time, after a few beatings, the group knew that they were invincible, and covered their heads and retreated. They have always been accustomed to bullying the weak, and they will naturally give in when they encounter the strong.

"Don't slap your face!"

As a result, he threw his fist in the face, and the person who hit him snorted several times.

Song Jiu tugged at the corners of his clothes, for fear that something would happen to him.

The sole of his shoe pressed against his cheek and grinded lightly, and he bit the word lightly: "Reason." ”

Later, Song Jiu learned that this matter was related to Song Shu.

I don't know what the reason is, listening to their tone, Song Shu actually beat their boss. Song Shu is very clever, she has been avoiding them since this incident, and she walks in groups on weekdays, never alone, and also said that she will definitely cry and run to complain to the teacher whenever something happens.

is different from Song Jiu's Wen Tun, Song Shu has a strong temperament, and since kindergarten, he has almost been the little bully among the children. When she was in elementary school, she beat a little boy at her table to cry and cry, and was called home several times.

Originally, her fingers were good-looking, slender and slender, and someone suggested that Song's mother let Song Shu learn painting, art, play the piano and play the violin or something, maybe she would accidentally cultivate a rising star.

As a result, this girl was good, and the next day she scratched the skin and flesh on the arm of a little boy in the next class, almost separating the flesh and bones, and the sharp claws were really powerful. Song Mu's idea of cultivating a little artist had to be silently given up since then.

Therefore, since Song Shu could speak, Song Jiu had never won a fight with her.

She also understands her sister's character, after these days of getting along, although Song Shu's mouth is broken, if others don't provoke her, she is definitely not the kind of child who will take the initiative to cause trouble for no reason.

She thought as she walked, and the wound on Bi Chu's face appeared in front of her eyes again.

Song Jiu's footsteps didn't stop, but Bi Chu in front of him suddenly stopped, she accidentally bumped into him, her head hit his chin, in that muffled sound, it was predictable how dull the pain was, Song Jiu even felt the sound of his mandible about to be dislocated.

When he pursed his lips, his eyes revealed a bit of indifference and alienation, and the whole person exuded an aura that no one should approach.

The distance between them exceeded the normal social range, and Song Jiu took a few steps back.

The movement of their fight just now alarmed the nearby security guards, and the uniformed police shouted: "What are you doing!" Stop it! ”

Justice descended from heaven, and the boys fled as birds and beasts. Only Bi Chu, he stood there fixedly, wiping off the fishy sweetness of his mouth, his eyes were cloudy, as if a demon lived in his body, and he was released at such a twilight moment, and he couldn't control it. Song Jiu pulled him, and it took a lot of effort to pull him to move a little.

"What are you going to do, go quickly!"

Bi Chu grinned gloomily, his eyes stared at the figures getting closer and closer to them for a moment, and he said with a bite: "I want to try, attack the police." ”