Chapter 13: He's Angry

I was a little stunned in my heart, no wonder Wen Miaomiao looked like a quail as soon as she came to her brother.

At this moment, he stared coldly with his eyes, and the powerful sense of oppression rushed towards him like sea water, and the king of Hades didn't dare not bow his head when he came.

But she was still unwilling to give in, and her voice was as small as a mosquito, humming.

"I'm telling the truth! If you don't believe it, forget it? ”

Wen Qingye saw her with her head down, her eyes dodging, and she refused to tell the truth.

"Okay, then I'll go and ask the other party for clarification."

"Don't!"

As soon as he heard that Qingye was going to confront Chen Guohua, he hurriedly reached out and grabbed him.

Afraid that it would be too late, he took a long step, got on his bicycle and ran.

Seeing that she was honest, Wen Qingye clasped his arms and stared at her with few eyes.

"Say it."

Song Lichu looked at him, held his head high, and said stubbornly.

"I admit that I hit him, he deserved it, whoever told him to take advantage of me, I hit him a few times as light."

She thinks that she is right, even if she admits her "crime" in public, she is still neither humble nor arrogant, and refuses to show weakness.

After hearing her words, Wen Qingye's eyes suddenly turned cold as frost, and there was no temperature at all.

The voice seemed to reveal cold light and danger.

It took a long time before he spoke again.

The voice was like an icy arrow, sharp and cold.

"Where are the others?"

"I was originally in the health center, but then I heard that I was transferred to the hospital before I was transferred to my mother, what are you doing? Want me to apologize? I'm not going. ”

It's a big deal to go and report the divorce now, so that she doesn't want to apologize to this kind of scum in a low voice.

Wen Qingye suppressed the anger hidden in his eyes, stretched out his hand and rubbed Song Lichu's head, and said softly in a low voice: "It is him who should apologize, you did a good job!" ”

Song Lichu's eyes widened, and he was so shocked by his sudden sharp words that he couldn't say a word.

Raising his head, he stared at him blankly, unable to recover for a long time.

"You...... Don't blame me? ”

"Why should I blame you?"

"I beat him, aren't you afraid that he will denounce him and make trouble at the police station and finally affect your promotion?"

Wen Qingye listened to her words and suddenly smiled.

"With your little cat-scratching strength, what can you do to beat him? Even if he was really injured, he didn't dare to call the police. ”

He seemed to be sure that the other party would not dare, and Song Lichu was puzzled.

"Why?"

"Because of the reason for being beaten, he didn't dare to say."

A sentence woke up Song Lichu.

Yes, in this sensitive era, playing hooligans is not like the later generations, and most of them will be sentenced to heavy sentences or even life imprisonment if they are simply locked up for a few days, and the cost is much higher than that of later generations.

Thinking like this, Song Lichu's tense nerves finally relaxed, and the previous smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Also, it doesn't matter if I get promoted or not, if something happens to you, what's the point of me being promoted."

Wen Qingye said frankly and straightforwardly, and his sincere expression made Song Lichu almost mistakenly think that he was in love with her.

Why did you suddenly say such things to her?

If they really love each other, and when he says this, she will be moved to tears.

But the question is, aren't they, and when he says this, I don't know how easy it will be misunderstood?

Song Lichu was both moved and speechless, but he thought that he was for his own good, and forgave him for his unintentional mistake for the time being.

"Got it, I'll protect myself."

After Song Lichu completely relaxed, he began to stop talking, and jumped out with everything.

"But you're still smart, I didn't expect what you said, I should have punched him a few more times to vent my anger before I knew it, you didn't know how much he was, and he touched my ass while I wasn't paying attention, otherwise, I wouldn't have taken such a big risk to beat him."

Wen Qingye's temples jumped suddenly when he heard this, and his brows were so furrowed that he could trap mosquitoes.

In order not to let her have a psychological burden, he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, pushed the bicycle with one hand, and led her home.

Song Lichu, who didn't know that he had provoked the war, was still talking about it while he was leading him, while Wen Qingye listened silently by his side, and his face really didn't look good.

After dinner, he casually made an excuse and went out.

Before nightfall, he came to Han Peng's car shop alone, and there were not many customers in the store at this time.

Tall and straight, he stood outside the telephone pole of the car dealership, holding a cigarette between his slender fingers, and the flame of the cigarette butt flickered on and off. Han Peng, who sent the last group of guests out, had sharp eyes and saw Wen Qingye across the street at a glance.

Turning his head to say hello to the clerk, he walked in the direction of Wen Qingye when he went out.

"Boss, why is this time coming? Is the bike not good? If not, I'll give you another one for free? ”

Wen Qingye raised his eyes to look at him, spit out the smoke in his mouth, raised his hand and took another puff, and threw the cigarette butt into the corner to step on it.

His eyes were dark and deep, and there was a fierce coldness hidden under his calm countenance.

"It's not."

Han Peng was puzzled, so he asked again: "Then ...... you are?"

Wen Qingye stared at him, his angular face was as cold as frost, and his dark eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a sharp cold glow.

"I'm looking for you to borrow a few people."

Han Peng was slightly shocked, he didn't expect that after five years, he could still hear Wen Qingye say this.

This also means that someone has touched his bottom line.

He didn't ask much, and replied briskly: "Okay, how many do you want?" ”

"Two or three."

Before coming here, he made a special detour to the hospital, and estimated the number of people according to Chen Guohua's body type.

However, after seeing Chen Guohua, he admired his daughter-in-law a little, a person of this size, with her small body, she could still put him in a sack, which was really embarrassing for her.

In less than an hour, Han Peng quickly arranged people for him.

Because Chen Guohua is still living in the hospital, although it is a flesh injury, he has to insist on being hospitalized at public expense, and because of his background, the people in the hospital have nothing to do with him, so they can only let him live all the time.

Several people waited in the dead of night, and used tricks to trick Chen Guohua out of the hospital.

When he walked into the grove near the hospital, there was a sound of rustling inside.

The people who walked outside only thought that wild cats and wild dogs were splashing inside, and no one paid attention at all.

Several people greeted him almost the same, and Wen Qingye, who was leaning on the trunk of the tree on the side, picked up a brick on the ground, walked up to him and squatted down with a gloomy face.

His deep, narrow eyes stared at him, and his voice was cold and deep.

"Which hand touched her?"

Chen Guohua, who was blindfolded by a black cloth and stuffed with a cloth in his mouth, suddenly had a tense back and was so frightened that he kept shaking his head and begging for forgiveness.

……

Ten minutes later, Chen Guohua, who had only one breath left, was found on a nearby telephone pole.

When he was found, he was stripped of only a pair of underwear, and the girls who passed by were so frightened that they all covered their faces and did not dare to look at him.

When Wen Qingye returned, he found that the door of the house was closed.

In order not to disturb the people in the house, he found a few bricks outside to borrow his strength, and jumped into the courtyard from outside the house.

After landing on the ground, when I got up, I found a person standing under the courtyard light.

Song Lichu was holding a book, wearing a simple goose-yellow floral dress, and was engrossed in standing under the light to read a book.

After closing his eyes and reciting two sentences, he turned around and walked back and forth to look again, looking focused and serious.

Unaware of the presence of anyone behind him.

Wen Qingye, who walked out of the shadows, couldn't help but retreat back to the same place, leaned against the red brick wall behind him, and stood under the darkness looking at Song Lichu with a gentle look in his eyes.

In order not to disturb her tranquility, he preferred to stay alone in the dark and wait for her to finish.

Wen Miaomiao, who was awakened by the heat of the night, got up and opened the window to breathe.

I accidentally saw my own brother leaning against the wall, standing there motionless with his hands and arms folded.

opened his mouth to call him, but he heard Song Lichuru's muttering endorsement.

I looked at it and found that it was Song Lichu who was endorsing, and her open mouth closed again.

Turning his head and looking at his brother who was hiding in the shadows and staring at Song Lichu alone, he couldn't help pouting.

She really didn't understand, when did her brother like Song Lichu so much, and she knew that Moonlight Zhu Yue looked better and more worthy of him, but now he seemed to only see Song Lichu in his eyes.

Wen Miaomiao, who couldn't figure it out, lay on the windowsill, followed his brother's line of sight, and also stopped his eyes on Song Lichu, who was working hard.

Unconsciously, Song Lichu didn't seem to be as annoying as before, but still a little likable.

Although she didn't want to admit it, it was the case, and she couldn't admit it.

Song Lichu, who was engrossed in the endorsement, turned around and walked back, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Wen Qingye hidden in the shadow of the wall.

was so shocked that he shuddered back, and when he saw that it was Wen Qingye, he patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where are you hiding, what are you doing? Don't you know that people are scared to death? ”

Song Lichu glared at him angrily.

Wen Qingye didn't expect to scare her, and slowly walked out of the darkness with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to scare you, I just came in for fear of disturbing your reading, so I didn't move."

Song Lichu naturally closed the book, hugged it to his chest, listened to his words, and looked in the direction of the door in a little surprise.

The door was found locked and there was no trace of movement.

She looked up again at Wen Qingye, who was already standing in front of her.

"You...... Jumping over the wall? ”

Wen Qingye hooked his lips and didn't speak, just stared at her fixedly.

Song Li was silent when she saw him for the first time, and she was even more determined in her inner thoughts.

Deliberately smiled: "If you don't leave the gate and jump over the wall to come in, you shouldn't be going out to do something bad, right?" ”

She held the book, her head tilted slightly, and her smart eyes seemed to be like a detective, constantly searching for every clue under his eyes.

Wen Qingye raised his eyebrows slightly, he didn't expect to be guessed by her.

But this thing, which cannot be said in any case, will scare her.

He leaned back against the sink next to him lazily, his eyes staring at her nonchalantly, and smiling lightly.

"No, it's business."

Song Li smiled when she heard it for the first time, obviously not believing it.

Thinking that when she got off work, she unceremoniously gave Zhu Yue a cold face, and Zhu Yue was about to cry in fear, she guessed that Wen Qingye would definitely not be at ease.

No, the third watch didn't go home in the middle of the night, except to comfort her old lover, she really couldn't think of anything else that could make him remember this.

"Forget it, if you don't want to say it, forget it, but don't go over the wall again, if any neighbor sees it, maybe he thinks that our family has entered the thief, and it will be bad to come and knock on the door when the time comes."

Wen Qingye's perfect thin lips had a shallow arc, and his gaze fell straight on her.

"Okay, listen to Madame."