Chapter 56 Young
“Boom.”
Several motorcycles suddenly stopped in front of them, and a group of boys with colorful hair jumped out of the motorcycles. The boy in the lead grinned:
"Hey, Xie Yue, you think you'll be alright if you hide in an orphanage? You have to give us back that money today."
Wen Nianchu suddenly remembered.
These days, there aren't many surveillance cameras on the streets.
Oh no.
"Did you bring your cell phone?" she asked in a low voice.
Xie Yue shook his head.
Where do the children in the orphanage get cell phones?
Coincidentally, Wen Nianchu didn’t have it either.
So, Wen Nianchu clenched the plastic bottle filled with water in his hand, and his knuckles turned slightly white.
But the group of boys had already gathered around. The leading boy, upon seeing Wen Nianchu standing nearby, smiled crookedly, "Who's this girl? Your sister?" He reached out to grab Wen Nianchu's arm, "She's quite pretty... How come I've never seen her around here before..."
“Bang!”
Half a bottle of water was poured directly onto the man's face.
The air froze instantly.
The man was stunned, and drops of water dripped down his side bangs.
"Boss, are you okay?" The other brothers immediately went towards the boy, and the crowd dispersed, and a breakthrough point was created in an instant.
He wiped his face, his expression ferocious:
"Are you looking for death?!"
Wen Nianchu grabbed Xie Yue's wrist and whispered quickly, "Run!"
Before Xie Yue could react, she dragged him out.
Behind me came the roar of the yellow-haired man and the roar of the motorcycle.
Xie Yue's ears turned red as he reminded Wen Nianchu, who was running in flip-flops:
“They were riding…”
“So you can’t run in a straight line!”
Wen Nianchu pulled him into the alley, winding around and choosing the narrow side roads.
This is an old residential area with many narrow alleys. Motorcycles cannot get in at all. Those people can only find other ways to block their way in another direction.
So, the sound of the motorcycle engine was left behind and gradually moved away from them.
The two ran into a narrow dead end and stopped panting.
Xie Yue shook off her hand, his face cold:
"What do you want to do?"
Wen Nianchu calmed his breathing and suddenly smiled: "Save you."
Xie Yue frowned: "I don't need it."
"But I need it." She winked playfully and suddenly raised her hand -
Splash! The remaining half bottle of water poured directly onto Xie Yue's head.
Not much water was splashed.
Drops of water rolled down the boy's delicate jawline, soaking his white school uniform. Xie Yue froze in place, water droplets still clinging to his eyelashes.
Xie Yue: “……?”
Huangmao's shouting and cursing came from a distance.
Wen Nianchu was in no mood to admire Xie Yue's beauty after being splashed with water. She peeked outside and sighed:
“It’s not over yet.”
She turned to look at Xie Yue, and suddenly reached out to ruffle his hair, handed him the tissue from her pajamas pocket, and smiled slyly:
"Wipe it yourself."
"Little friend, follow your sister closely from now on."
Xie Yue pursed his lips:
“…Who’s the kid?”
Wen Nianchu didn't give him a chance to refuse. He flipped over and jumped directly onto the wall from several boxes of junk next to him.
She squatted at the edge of the wall, stretched out her hand towards him against the light, her hair fluttering in the wind:
"Come up, this way!"
Xie Yue stared at her outstretched hand, remained silent for two seconds, and finally—
He held it in his hand.
Wen Nianchu broke free from the constraints of the system's personality, and her movements were even more agile than expected.
As soon as she stood firm, she looked forward and found a public telephone booth on the street ahead.
Although you had to insert a card to make calls at public telephone booths in the past, calling some emergency numbers was free.
So, the two of them dodged into the narrow phone booth, and the glass door clicked shut. The space was a bit cramped, and Wen Nianchu could almost hear the boy's slightly rapid breathing beside him.
Xie Yue was a little embarrassed.
But Wen Nianchu had no distractions. Her hands moved quickly. She picked up the phone and explained the situation to the police officer in a clear and logical manner, not forgetting to add:
"The other party had a modified motorcycle, and there may be underage drag racing involved."
The efficiency of Rongcheng police is unexpectedly high.
In less than ten minutes, the shrill sound of sirens came from far away.
The Shamatte teenagers riding modified motorcycles suddenly panicked, and the roar of the motorcycle engines became a mess.
"How did the police arrive so quickly?!"
"Hurry up, hurry up!"
"Xie Yue, just wait for me!"
Amidst the chaotic shouting and cursing, the pursuing motorcycle team fled in panic.
Xie Yue: "You..."
"How did you get involved with them?" Wen Nianchu opened the door of the phone booth.
Wen Nianchu looked directly into the boy's evasive eyes.
Fourteen-year-old Xie Yue is still in his growth spurt. His height has not yet fully grown and he is a few centimeters shorter than her. It seems that he is one of those who develops late.
Xie Yue walked out of the phone booth in silence, and immediately took two steps back, deliberately keeping a distance between himself and Wen Nianchu.
The damp school uniform stuck to his body, outlining the boy's thin figure.
"Xie Yue, little friend," Wen Nianchu took a step forward and raised her face slightly. "I saved you twice, after all. I should at least give you an explanation, right?" She deliberately dragged out her tone. "Even if you don't tell me the reason, you should at least say thank you, right?"
Xie Yue pursed his lips, his voice low and hoarse with the characteristic voice change:
"Thank you...sister."
cute!
Wen Nianchu had just finished sighing when he saw him turn around reluctantly, intending to leave.
Wen Nianchu quickly grabbed his wrist.
The boy's wrist was neither thick nor thin, but he could still clearly feel the beating of his pulse.
The tips of Xie Yue's ears instantly turned crimson because of Wen Nianchu's action, and the red spread all the way to the side of his neck.
He heard her say:
"Are you being targeted at school because you're competing with someone for the same girl?"
Boys of this age are prone to impulsiveness.
When Wen Nianchu started school, he often heard stories of boys in a class fighting over someone's affections, only to be dragged out by the dean for a lecture. Even worse, some boys who violated the rules were publicly criticized during flag-raising ceremonies.
"I don't."
Xie Yue turned his head abruptly, frowning slightly, with a hint of annoyance flashing in his eyes. He was obviously dissatisfied with her guess.
Wen Nianchu looked at his serious expression and couldn't help but laugh even more. She tilted her head and deliberately dragged out her tone:
"There is no best—"
It feels really good to have the initiative.
While he is still young, I can tease him without restraint. If it were the cold and strong Xie Yue in a few years.
Maybe she wouldn't talk to him in this way.
Xie Yue pursed his lips and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.
He just wanted to escape at this moment.
Compared to the bad boys chasing after him, the girl with smiling eyes in front of him made him even more helpless.
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