On the weekend that the two chose, Song Yin was also at home when they came back.

Nightwing was lying lazily on the sofa, and Song Yin was sitting on one side playing games.

Hearing the movement, Nightwing looked in the direction of the door, "Finished talking?"

Jiang Mian nodded, "Hmm."

He stretched and got up from the couch, "Then I won't disturb your brother and sister."

Song Yin's movements stiffened imperceptibly, and he didn't even give a look in his eyes, and continued to play the game.

Ji Zhixiu shook her hand, "Something called me."

Jiang Mian couldn't cry or laugh, what could she do, she just wanted to say a few words to Song Yin.

She nodded, "I see, you can go."

The living room was empty, and Jiang Mian also sat down on the sofa.

She didn't care about Song Yin, and said to herself, "Two days ago, your uncle called me."

Song Xingzhi naturally didn't have the courage to give Ji Zhixiu and wouldn't call her.

Only Song Xingjia called Jiang Mian and asked her how her body was recovering, and asked Song Yin a few other words.

Song Yin didn't react.

"He asked me how you are doing here, and if you are comfortable."

Song Yin couldn't help but choke, "What if you don't fit in? They won't come and take me away."

Jiang Mian looked at him seriously: "If you don't fit in and want to go home, I can send you away. But the premise is that you can accept the consequences of your return, although you don't care about the situation of the Song family, you should know a little bit about it." z.br>

"If you go back, you'll be captured by some bad guy and used to threaten your uncle and your father, or ...... Death by accident, without knowing these possibilities, can you accept it?"

She said it lightly, but it scared Song Yin's face.

"Don't scare me!" He is strong in the middle of the road.

Jiang Mian was helpless, "What am I trying to scare you for?"

Whether there is such a possibility or not, he knows in his own heart.

Seeing that Song Yin didn't speak, Jiang Mian continued: "Listen to your head teacher, you are not thinking about studying during this time, and you always sleep in class and don't listen to lectures."

Song Yin came back to his senses, raised his chin, and didn't care: "What, you also want to teach me?" I'm not going to change it."

Jiang Mian was helpless again: "What did I tell you to do?"

Song Yin's half-believing gaze fell on her, why didn't this woman play her cards according to the routine?

"And what do you want to say?" He asked.

"I want to say, did someone at school bully you? What has been done to you?" Jiang Mian said slowly, his tone calm.

Song Yin was stunned, she didn't expect her to ask like this.

"If there is, you don't have to be afraid, you can tell me if you encounter something you can't solve. Didn't Ah Xiu equip you with bodyguards? You can also tell him and we'll take care of it."

Song Yin turned his head away, ignoring the little emotion in his heart: "I didn't have it."

The corners of Jiang Mian's mouth twitched, this kid is quite stubborn.

She was speechless for a moment.

I heard Song Yin whisper again, "Who knows if you will really help me."

"Tell me about it first." Jiang Mian said in a good temper.

"Don't say it."

"Say."

"Don't say it."

"Don't talk about pulling down!" Jiang Mian was angry, this bear child, she had asked so far, and she didn't speak!

Seeing her suddenly get angry, Song Yin suddenly withered, obviously a little scared, "You, don't be angry, I heard Nightwing say that you have a baby, be careful not to move the fetus."

Jiang Mian didn't know what to say for a while, she rubbed her eyebrows, "Then you can tell me everything one by one."

Song Yin was actually a little unable to hold back, and he was panicked during this time.

It's just that no one said.

At this moment, someone suddenly cared about him, and his heart was somewhat moved.

He moved his buttocks, changed his position, and lowered his head with a pillow, "No one in the class welcomes me, and they don't play with me."

Jiang Mian frowned: "Because you're from Hong Kong City?" Because you're halfway through?"

Song Yin nodded silently.

Jiang Mian didn't expect this to be the case, the problem really wasn't on him.

I didn't expect that no matter when, no matter how good a school is, there will be school violence.

Jiang Mian said coldly, "Do you remember who they are? Do you know the name?"

Song Yin nodded, "I know."

"Write it down for me." Jiang Mian looked up.

"What are you going to do?" Song Yin looked at her.

"If you want to write, just write, don't be angry with me, in case I have a tire gas......" Jiang Mian didn't have a good airway.

Song Yin immediately took out a pen and paper, "Don't don't, I'll write!"