I heard you want to flirt with me?

Chapter 12

After a long time, Su Yunche looked at Song Suqing's profile and asked, "Why are they afraid of you?" He didn't expect Song Suqing, who has always been sunny, to be a little scary when his face was sombre.

Song Suqing stared at the sky, and smiled suddenly: "Because when I was in junior high school, I almost killed someone, but I only lost money. My family lacks everything, except money."

All the scolding sounds surrounded him at that time.

"You compensate my son, now my son is a vegetable, he is only 15 years old, you compensate my son..."

"I didn't expect Song Suqing to be such a person. His family has money, and he doesn't have to go to jail if he beats him like this."

"Song Suqing, tell me how I should teach you."

……

Every word was like a thorn, slapping him mercilessly.

At this time, Su Yunche seemed to see the amber cracks in his eyes, one by one, intricately intertwined.

"What about you, Brother Che." Song Suqing put away the memories in her eyes, and suddenly turned her head to look at him, her eyes met with a flicker of light, "Why are you so good at fighting? It really hurts you to beat someone."

Su Yunche's dark pupils opened slightly, and a woman's shadow was printed inside.

Su Rong's black hair was polished to white by time, and the black clothes on her body were stained maroon with blood. The tears in her eyes could not blur the depths of her eyes, which were full of sadness and despair.

She took his hand, her voice trembling slightly.

"Xiao Che, Xiao Che, will you come with me? Let's get out of here?"

He watched Su Rong gradually lose temperature and breath in his arms, and turned into the most beautiful sculpture in the world.

He tried his best to hold back the tears in the corners of his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his smile was even more beautiful than before: "I often fight, and the more I fight, the stronger I get."

Song Suqing suddenly saw something in him, whether it was loneliness, loneliness, or light.

Suddenly he grabbed Su Yunche's neck and showed his big white teeth: "Then I should have known you earlier, maybe we both can dominate Jiangjin."

"It must be possible to dominate."

The gentle breeze brought coolness and dissipated the uneasiness in the young man's heart.

Su Yunche saw that they had been out for a long time, so he touched Song Suqing's arm: "Get up, we should go back."

Suddenly Song Suqing lowered her head and let out a muffled snort, cold sweat overflowing from her forehead.

"Are you okay?" Su Yunche asked.

Cold sweat broke out on Song Suqing's forehead in an instant. He gasped and said stubbornly, "It's okay."

Just now when Su Yunche saw that he was slammed on the ground, his arm might be injured, so he tentatively touched his hand.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts." Song Suqing cried out, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.

In fact, he wanted to cry a long time ago, but he just didn't want people to see his distress.

Su Yunche squatted down, touched his right hand lightly, he took a breath, and cried out the pain again.

Su Yunche himself was often injured, grabbed his hand and shook it from side to side a few times, Song Suqing began to cry out in pain again.

"Your hand should be dislocated, it's okay."

All of a sudden, he picked up his arm and pushed it upwards hard to make his arm return to its place.

"Ah—" Song Suqing's tears flowed down. He wiped away the tears and sniffed, "Aren't you okay? As long as you are okay, my injuries are nothing."

Su Yunche was fine except for scratching his elbow a little bit.

Song Suqing looked at him, and suddenly changed his style without bluntness. He said, "Besides, my leg was twisted and I couldn't play. Now it's just multiple dislocations."

"You are different. As long as you are not injured, you can still play for me in the basketball game tomorrow afternoon." She winked at Su Yunche.

Su Yunche: "..." It's really beautiful.

"Brother Che, you must come back to win a championship for me." Song Suqing moved to his side and rubbed against him, like a very well-behaved dog.

Su Yunche hid back, not wanting to touch his wound, knelt down on one knee in front of him, and patted himself on the back: "Come up, I'll take you to the nearest hospital."

"Okay." Song Suqing lay on his shoulders, but at the moment when she got up, Su Yunche staggered a little, but still carried him firmly on her back, "Hold him tightly, I'm afraid I'll fall you."

"Drive~"

"Do you want to die?" Su Yunche's back molars warned.

Su Yunche sent him to the nearest small Chinese medicine clinic, and then notified Xia Li and the others, but Song Suqing held him by the corner of his clothes when he left.

"Brother Che, do you still want to go back to the Internet cafe?" Song Suqing's slightly raised Ruifeng eyes were rounded by him in order to win sympathy, appearing tearful.

"En." Su Yunche nodded, seeing that his hair was frizzy, like a silly husky, so he couldn't help but put his hand into his hair and knead it vigorously.

"It's okay, they were scared by you and won't come again."

Song Suqing looked at him straight, and after a long time, he loosened the corner of his clothes, "Then you must be careful, they will definitely trouble you. Why don't you wait for Xia Li and the others to come and let them go Come with you."

Su Yunche smiled, this idiot is already like this, but he still cares about him.

At this time, the doctor suddenly grabbed Song Suqing's arm and broke it hard, and Song Suqing's screams could not stop ringing in my ears.

"You should take care of yourself first." After finishing speaking, he patted the doctor on the shoulder, "Doctor, he is afraid of pain, but you can use force, this kid doesn't remember pain."

"You..." Song Suqing broke out in cold sweat from the pain, her voice became trembling, and she even wanted to groan/groan a little, "Take it easy~ ah ah ah ah~ it hurts."

Su Yunche raised his eyebrows, what kind of painful and enjoyable moan is this.

In the end, he still secretly left while Song Suqing was indulging in pain.

He stepped on the afterglow of the setting sun and returned to the back alley of the Internet cafe.

He stared up at the external camera on the third floor of the building next to the alley, next to a small iron plaque that read "Shao Huo Accounting Office"

He finally found this accounting firm before night fell.It is hidden relatively deep, not by the road, but in an alley.In a shabby-looking tube building with cracked walls, there are many small companies hidden here.

Su Yunche went directly to their person in charge, and the first thing he said was to spend money to check their surveillance.

The outside camera belonged to their house, and it happened to capture the scene of him running in and being beaten by the three of them, and then running out again.

"Boy, our camera is designed to meet national standards, but I didn't expect it to be your evidence." The man in a suit and leather shoes sat on a chair, resting his chin on his hand, looking at him with interest, "Are you an adult yet?" , or come to my company to do it."

"I'm not of age, I'm not interested, there's no need." Su Yunche copied the video to his phone, took off the phone after success, took out 300 yuan and put it in front of him, with a cold tone, "Thank you."

The moment he went out, he heard the man's voice again, his voice was low and joking, "My name is Shao Huo, you can find me if you need anything."

"You're welcome." Su Yunche said two words lightly.

Although this is an accounting firm that seems to have only four or five people, the business license has been enlarged several times by them, and it is hung at the front desk. There is an inexplicable feeling that there is no silver 300 taels here.

But everyone in this company has disdain on their faces, and everyone's clothes are expensive, especially Shao Huo.

If he was not mistaken, Shao Huo's mobile phone buckle seemed to be the key of a sports car.

He looked at the time, it was almost seven o'clock, and hurried back to Huangrui Internet Cafe.

At this time, Brother Yong was pacing at the door, with an anxious and upset expression written all over his face.He took a deep breath, stepped forward, and called out with a smile: "Brother Yong."

Hearing this, Brother Yong hurried over and anxiously checked whether he was injured, "Are you all right, are you injured?"

"No, Brother Yong." Su Yunche shook his hand, trying to calm him down.

"I heard that Li Song and the others are looking for trouble for you. I was scared to death. They are bullies in the alley, and they would come to make trouble from time to time." Brother Yong pulled Su Yunche back to sit in the Internet cafe, and poured water for him. A glass of water, "As long as you are fine, you are still a child, this kind of thing..."

"Brother Yong, I will be eighteen next month." Su Yunche raised the corner of his mouth, pretending to be relaxed, "Brother Yong, can you leave later?"

Brother Yong's nerves tightened: "What do you mean?"

Su Yunche smiled slightly, his voice was like a clear spring in the mountains, cool to the ear, "It's just as you think, but don't worry, I won't be the one who gets hurt."

Brother Yong stared at the young man in front of him, suddenly he felt lingering fear.He is just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old orphan. Although he is not good at speaking and doesn't talk often, he does things cleanly and neatly.

Brother Yong patted him on the shoulder and said slowly: "Then you pay attention to safety."

"Thank you Brother Yong." Su Yunche lowered his eyes, his voice was stuck in his throat, muffled, and he couldn't hear clearly.

The Huangrui Internet Cafe in the middle of the night is still very lively, the air is filled with the strong smell of cigarettes, and there are constant noises.Even the scarlet letter on the opposite side is extremely eye-catching in the dark night.

Su Yunche sat quietly at the counter, staring at the phone that had been vibrating for a long time. The caller ID: Song Suqing.

He has made several calls, but Su Yunche doesn't want to answer.

At this time, Li Song and the others came again, and the followers behind him changed again, and they seemed to be able to fight better than those during the day.

"Boy, come out." The red-haired Li Song patted the counter vigorously.

Su Yunche raised his eyes, a pair of pitch-black peach blossom eyes, without any waves, but he secretly called the nearest police station on the mobile phone in his hand, pressed the recording mode, and put it in his pocket.

He said, "You still want to call me?" The pocket vibrated, and the phone was dialed.

"You look like you deserve a beating. If I don't beat you to death today, I won't be called Li Song." Li Song tugged on Su Yunche's collar, biting his back teeth, and the gauze on his head was a little red.

Then, he was dragged into the alley by them again.Tonight's moonlight is hidden under the dark clouds, and the lights in the alley flicker on and off.

Su Yunche was surrounded by them, and all of them held thick and long iron bars in their hands.

He sneered: "Yes, it's not easy to find so many iron rods to beat me."

Instantly angered a bunch of people, "Give it to me."

Su Yunche looked at a bunch of men rushing towards him, and couldn't help feeling a little scared, and wondered if he could hold out until Officer Xiao from the police station came over.

The sticks alternated, and he tried his best to dodge, but he was still hit by several sticks. He felt the pain in his legs and arms deeply.

After playing for a long time, Su Yunche was a little exhausted.Holding the snatched iron rod in his hand, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and leaning against the wall, his breathing began to become short of breath, and the sweat on his face partially covered his vision.

Bruises and red marks are especially striking on fair skin.

The mobile phone in his pocket was also abandoned, with a corner of the screen shattered.

The people on the opposite side were not much better. There were quite a few people lying on the ground, and their faces were stained with paint when they were barely standing.

The gauze on Li Song's head was much redder, his eyes protruded, staring at Su Yunche fiercely, grinding his back molars, creaking.

Suddenly, a bright light came in, saying the familiar words of Su Yunche: "Stop, we are the police."

The author has something to say: Please remember this Shao Huo, it will be useful later.