"Yin Chaohuan, Yin Chaohuan ......". The familiar male voice suddenly sounded, instantly waking up Yin Chaohuan, who was hiding in the shade of the tree, she slowly opened her eyes, and at the same time raised her arm to wipe the sweat on her forehead, she looked around blankly and vacantly, but did not find any figure.

It was noon, the school's playground was surrounded by the scorching sun, the light was dazzling, Yin Chaohuan just looked at it for two more seconds and felt dizzy, she closed her eyes uncomfortably, and retracted herself to hide in the shade of the tree.

"Yin Chaohuan, Yin Chaohuan ......". Someone called her name again, the voice came from far and near, thinking that it was a prank, Yin Chaohuan opened his eyes impatiently again, and was just about to say something, when he saw Han Jiachen at the same table standing in front of him with a smile on his face, probably just finished playing, the sports short sleeves he was wearing were already soaking wet, and even the broken hair on his forehead was wet and sticking to the corner of his forehead, he had a straw in his mouth, and the lower end of the straw was inserted in a dark green glass bottle, and the wrapping paper attached to the glass bottle was simply written with three words "big white pear".

"This one is for you". Han Jiachen hesitated and took out a bottle of big white pears and handed it to Yin Chaohuan, he still had a smile on his face, but this smile was mixed with a hint of shyness.

Yin Chaohuan shook her head and refused, in vain, she wouldn't just accept what Han Jiachen gave her.

"I ...... I don't mean anything else." The young man, who had always been lively and comfortable in front of others, suddenly became shy in front of Yin Chaohuan, so he "grunted" and drank two sips of drink to suppress the tension in his heart, before continuing: "I just thank you for tutoring me yesterday."

Seeing that Yin Chaohuan still refused to reach out to pick it up, he turned his mind and threatened: "If you don't accept it, then I will be embarrassed to trouble you tonight."

During the self-study yesterday night, the head teacher announced the results of the monthly exam in the class, and Yin Chaohuan was still the first in the whole grade, and Han Jiachen was still the penultimate in the whole grade without any surprise, the same teacher taught and the two were still at the same table, but the results were so different, so the head teacher took up half a class time to criticize Han Jiachen for the first time, but Han Jiachen still looked like he didn't eat oil and salt. The head teacher has no way to effectively imitate other classes and let Yin Chaohuan use his spare time to help Han Jiachen make up for the class, and next time even if Han Jiachen takes the second-to-last exam in the whole grade, he can still hold his head up when the teachers of the whole grade meet.

Hearing this, Yin Chaohuan pursed her lips and hesitated, but still took the bottle of big white pears that Han Jiachen had been holding in front of her.

Yin Chaohuan lowered her head slightly and took a sip of the straw, the cold liquid instantly offset the heat in her whole body, she had never drunk this kind of thing, so she was a little uncomfortable for a while, and felt that the sweetness was too greasy.

"That's right......". Han Jiachen wanted to say something more, but he was interrupted halfway through his words.

"Yo, this is a date here?" Hanging Lang Lang's voice made Yin Chaohuan frown in disgust, she squinted at a few people who walked over slowly, the young man led by the maverick dyed the tips of the hair on the top of his head yellow, and his walking posture looked a little like a pig that had eaten enough.

"What nonsense!" Han Jiachen turned his face and stared at them with a flushed face, and scolded loudly.

"Oh, isn't this Han Jiachen?" The few followers behind him didn't say a word.

"I didn't expect our school flower to be so good!" Someone else added.

"Shut up". Han Jiachen was enraged by their words, gritting his teeth and pointing at them, and sparks were about to burst out in his eyes.

"You'd better keep your mouth shut one by one, especially if you Xiao Qiang dare to provoke Yin Chaohuan again, don't blame me for being unkind to you." Han Jiachen pointed to the person led by Han Jiachen and said word by word.

"Yo, isn't this a flower messenger?" Xiao Qiang didn't care about Han Jiachen's words at all, he chuckled and leaned back sarcastically.

The rest of the group laughed along, loud and harsh.

"You ......". Han Jiachen was about to step forward but was pulled by Yin Chaohuan behind her, she looked at Han Jiachen and shook her head and said, "It's almost class, let's go."

Xiao Qiang has been openly pursuing Yin Chaohuan for not a day or two, so he can't wait to have a fight with Han Jiachen in front of Yin Chaohuan to show his heroism, he is a well-known gangster in the school, he is used to fighting, and he is still with so many people around him, if Han Jiachen starts with them, he will definitely suffer.

"Why are you afraid?" Xiao Qiang pulled the corners of his mouth disdainfully, and a pair of small eyes that couldn't be smaller revealed a bit of contempt.

Han Jiachen glared at Xiao Qiang and grinded his teeth, and Yin Chaohuan on the side pulled the corner of his clothes in a timely manner: "Let's go."

Han Jiachen turned around at this time, and the two didn't take a few steps, Xiao Qiang caught up and hugged Yin Chaohuan's shoulders and laughed: "What is there to drink about this thing, go, brother will take you to drink cold drinks." After speaking, he snatched the glass bottle in Yin Chaohuan's hand and threw it on the ground.

With a "bang" sound of glass shards splashing everywhere, Han Jiachen was immediately enraged, he raised his hand to knock off Xiao Qiang's hand on Yin Chaohuan's shoulder, and then clenched his fist and waved it at Xiao Qiang's face.

Xiao Qiang was knocked to the ground, he was stunned for a few seconds, and several little followers were also stunned for a few seconds, until he took down the hand covering his nose, and the bright red blood stains in his palms immediately made everyone sober up, and several little followers reacted, and scolded while running over: "Fuck little rabbit cub, Lao Tzu will kill you."

Han Jiachen pushed Yin Chaohuan out beside him, and then shouted: "Run."

As soon as the end fell, he was pressed to the ground by several people, the cement floor was scorched by the sun, Han Jiachen's half of his face was as uncomfortable as thousands of needles pricking it, he struggled violently, and shouted through gritted teeth: "Xiao Qiang, you fucking let them let go of me, let's go alone."

Xiao Qiang slowly got up from the ground, he wiped the remaining blood on his nose with his hand and said fiercely: "I don't have the fucking ability to do this."

After speaking, Xiao Qiang raised his foot and stepped on Han Jiachen's face and crushed it twice, Han Jiachen gritted his teeth and snorted.

"Good boy". Xiao Qiang moved his feet and squatted down to pat the flesh that had been crushed from the soles of his shoes, and a layer of skin was broken on it, and blood was slightly oozing outward.

"As long as you call me grandpa now, how about I let you go right away?"

"your grandpa". Han Jiachen tried his best to struggle, but as soon as he left half an inch, he was pressed back again.

"Good ......". Xiao Qiang nodded, subconsciously touched a few strands of broken hair on his forehead, and then his eyes searched around for a while, and finally froze on the dark green glass bottle next to Han Jiachen's finger, and the white liquid with foam flowed out of the bottle little by little, wetting the surrounding area.

As soon as the bottle in Xiao Qiang's hand was raised in mid-air, he heard a loud shout from afar: "Stop."

But Xiao Qiang scolded as if he didn't want to hear it: "Fuck you." smashed it on Han Jiachen's forehead.

With Han Jiachen's scream, Yin Chaohuan seemed to hear a faint sound of flesh and blood, she stopped alive, and two steps behind her was the teaching director who was still running towards this side with all her might.

"Old Chen is here, let's go quickly, boss." A small attendant shouted.

Xiao Qiang hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand and several people quickly ran in the other direction.

Yin Chaohuan walked towards Han Jiachen step by step, at this moment her legs seemed to weigh a thousand gold, just when she was only one step away from Han Jiachen, the teaching director finally crossed her to Han Jiachen's side, he bent down and put his hands on his knees and gasped for two breaths, before patting Han Jiachen's shoulder tentatively: "Hey, how are you, little classmate?" ”

Yin Chaohuan finally walked over, she looked at Han Jiachen's blood-stained forehead, and a touch of panic appeared in her expression.

As if sensing Yin Chaohuan's breath, Han Jiachen groaned and slowly rolled over his body and lay on his back on the ground, he opened his eyes weakly and looked at the white and frightened little face in the dazzling sunlight, he slowly shook his head as if he wanted to pull the corners of his mouth, but in the end it was in vain.