Extra seven
Song Yu stared at him in silence, stunned. "Who did you borrow the money from?"
"My boss promised to lend me some money first. As long as I work for him, it's like an advance on my salary." Xu Qiao bent down, picked up the umbrella, shook off the mud and water on it, and covered Song Yu's head with it, saying softly, "I'm so useless. I'm sorry, Song Yu."
"So, you apologized to that person on my behalf because you wanted me to go to school, right?" Song Yu asked.
"Before I received the call, I was discussing with my boss how to borrow a student's name. He said he knew the principal and might be able to help, as long as I paid the fee."
Song Yu took the umbrella and pulled him under it. The two of them leaned close together. Looking at Xu Qiao's wet eyes, his heart ached. How could they be beasts fighting each other? They were just stray puppies cuddling together on the roadside, soaked in the rain, looking forward to tomorrow.
The grievances that had been suppressed in her heart all day burst out like a flood the moment she realized it. She tried to swallow the pain rising in her throat, but she couldn't find a way. At first, she just sobbed uncontrollably, but later she could no longer control the tears that kept welling up in the corners of her eyes. All this was completely uncontrollable when she was held in Xu Qiao's arms. She leaned on Xu Qiao's shoulder and cried loudly.
"Xu Qiao, I had a terrible day today. I'm so stupid and useless. I cut my hair, and that guy took it and sold it for 800 yuan, but didn't give me a cent. It was clearly my hair, so why? I was even bullied this afternoon. This world is so annoying, so annoying."
Xu Qiao had never thought that Song Yu had cut her hair for this reason. Endless bitterness welled up on the tip of her nose and she couldn't stop crying. She stroked her slender back and felt that she had lost a lot of weight. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's all my fault."
"Just go back to school, okay?" Xu Qiao closed his eyes and turned his head to hug her even tighter. "At school, there are teachers and classmates. These things will never happen again. Just study hard."
Song Yu released the arm around Xu Qiao's neck and raised her face to look at him with red eyes. "What about you?"
Xu Qiao was silent for a while, and with his slender fingers, he wiped away the remaining crystal tears on her chin. "I'll go with you."
"Really?" Song Yu asked, wiping away the tears that were still sliding down the corners of his eyes.
"Yeah." Xu Qiao handed the umbrella to Song Yu, walked up to her and bent down, "Does your leg hurt? I'll carry you back."
"My clothes are all wet. I can walk by myself."
"It's okay, come up, my clothes are wet too." Xu Qiao looked back at her, "Go back and take a shower early, so you don't catch a cold."
Song Yu finally lay on Xu Qiao's back, holding an umbrella for him. The two of them snuggled together in the rain and walked home one step at a time.
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Liang Zhihui was severely punished a few days ago. Today, he was late for school and met his homeroom teacher on duty at the school gate. He knew that he would be caught by the homeroom teacher and would definitely be punished again, so he quietly retreated in the team, and turned around and ran when he was completely submerged in the crowd.
He had not run far when it started to rain heavily. He didn't have an umbrella, so he took off his school uniform jacket and covered his head with it as he rushed forward. When he finally ran to a small alley where he could shelter from the rain, he pulled down his clothes and saw a completely unfamiliar scene in front of him.
This is a very narrow alley. The eaves of the houses on both sides protrude in scattered pieces, blocking the dim skylight. The sharp raindrops fall through the gaps, forming dirty puddles on the mossy and dirty ground.
Liang Zhihui lowered his head, took out his cell phone and lied that he had a cold and asked for sick leave. Anyway, his father was on a business trip these days, and the class teacher would not be stupid enough to call his father to ask whether the situation was true, so he applied for leave very smoothly.
He squatted under the eaves waiting for the rain to stop and started a mobile game. His teammates were all classmates from school, chattering in the channel, envious of him for having a father who was a school principal and could easily take leave.
After a few words, a few people talked about what happened a few days ago. Some people asked in a gossipy tone, "Brother Liang, I heard that a woman tricked you into going to the police station a few days ago, and your father slapped you. What's going on? My brother Liang is so awesome that he even took you to the police station."
Liang Zhihui took a cigarette out of his schoolbag, lit it skillfully, put it to his lips and took a puff, then said casually, "Tsk, she's just a pretty girl. I asked her for her WeChat, but she kept making excuses. We had a little conflict and she smashed up her store. The family couldn't afford to call the police, and that damn woman got me slapped in the face. Damn, she's just a country bumpkin doing dirty work, if I see her again someday, I'll give her a good beating."
"Hey, Brother Liang, Brother Liang, don't hit me yet. I saw the pictures of the girl you took today. To be honest, she looks quite my type. Wait for me to catch her and have some fun with her. If you get tired of her, I'll let you hit her up."
Liang Zhihui, holding a cigarette in his mouth, curled his lips when he heard this, "Play? How to play? Why don't you play with your brothers when the time comes?"
When several people heard this, they immediately became excited. "Brother Liang, you have a really good eye. That woman has a great figure. She looks pure and innocent, and has a great figure. Those breasts, that thin waist, fuck, it's amazing."
Liang Zhihui was in a good mood after being flattered. "Alright, alright, seeing how greedy you are, I will find a way to get her when the time comes. It's just a woman..."
A soft click came from his ear. Liang Zhihui turned his head and punched him in the face without warning!
Before he could react, he was kicked in the back again, causing him to fall to the ground. His mouth and nose sank into a puddle, and the dirty water choked him, causing him to cough repeatedly. Even the wound on his back caused him excruciating pain.
He fumbled around a few times in a daze trying to prop himself up, but someone grabbed his collar and effortlessly dragged him up from the ground. The part above his waist was hanging in the air, and his neck was clamped tightly by the collar, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
He was forced to look up, his eyes fixed on the person who came. Under the brim of the black hat, he could only see a pair of sharp and imposing eyes, with red and strange eyes, as terrifying as a demon from hell.
".....Uh cough....ho..." Liang Zhihui felt like he was about to be strangled to death. He pleaded with his veiny hand that was trying hard to climb onto his collar, "...I was wrong...please.....cough uh...let me go...ho ho..."
But instead of loosening, the hand gripped tighter and tighter. Liang Zhi could no longer struggle, couldn't breathe and rolled his eyes. Fortunately, the hand finally loosened soon and he was thrown to the ground. Fresh air rushed into his narrow throat, causing him to cough. He weakly stroked his hot and painful throat, not daring to cough too hard.
".....Cough...cough...uh..." Liang Zhihui slumped on the ground. He felt the man's footsteps approaching and stopping beside him.
He was trembling all over and didn't dare to look up. He couldn't recognize who the man was with a black mask and a black baseball cap. He didn't dare to say a word. He really had no doubt that he would be strangled to death by this man. The fear of death continued to linger over his head, and he had no intention of resisting.
"...Who are you? Aren't you afraid that I will call the police?" Liang Zhihui huddled in the corner and nervously stared at the calves of the man who came. He didn't even have the courage to look up. The man ignored him, took a step with his long legs, walked over him, and picked up the mobile phone on the ground.
With a flick of his finger, the page on his phone showed them talking about Song Yu's figure in the group. Some people who were present at the time even posted photos of Song Yu that they had taken secretly, with disgusting lines on them.
Liang Zhihui didn't know what happened, he only knew that the man suddenly kicked him hard again. He fell to the ground in panic, holding his head, "Don't hit me, don't hit me, please, I can give you everything I have."
Not long after, something fell from above his head with a clang. It was his cell phone, the screen was black and covered in mud and water.
A cold and hoarse voice sounded, "I will keep an eye on you all the time. If I see you again, just wait for me."
Liang Zhihui quietly reached for his phone to record, but the next moment it was kicked away. "Did you hear that?"
He was very afraid of being beaten again, and his thoughts were instantly wasted. He could only nod frantically, "...I know...I know..."
Only after the man's footsteps had gone far away did Liang Zhihui dare to stagger up covered in mud and pick up his cell phone.
When the screen lit up, he felt a little happy, but his smile froze when the phone page lit up completely. The screensaver was no longer a hot and sexy beauty, but an ordinary system wallpaper. That person actually formatted his phone.
However, the next second, the phone screen began to flash black rapidly, completely turning into an unresponsive brick.
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"....Hiss..." The moment the bandage was torn off the knee, an unbearable pain rose up.
"Does it hurt a lot?" The nurse squatting in front to change the dressing looked up at Song Yu. "Bear with it, it will be fine soon."
"Um."
Song Yu forced himself to stop staring at the knee wound and turned to look outside the clinic door.
The door was empty. She was a little anxious and took out her cell phone to check the time. The person had been gone for almost half an hour and didn't say where he was going. When she was thinking about it, a figure finally appeared at the door. But the moment she saw the whole picture, she was stunned.
She anxiously tried to stand up, but the nurse held her down firmly, "Don't move, they're changing the dressing."
"Xu Qiao, what's wrong with you? Were you beaten?"
It's no wonder that Song Yu was anxious. Xu Qiao looked so miserable now. Most of his clothes were wet, his trouser legs were splashed with mud and water, his hair was hanging messily on his forehead, and there were some scars on his face.
He walked over and sat next to Song Yu and said, "It's okay, I fell on the way here."
"Does it hurt? Why did you fall so suddenly?" She glanced at the black baseball cap in Xu Qiao's hand. It wasn't there when she left. "Did you buy it new?"
Xu Qiao glanced down and said, "It was raining, so I just bought it."
"It's okay, it doesn't hurt."
"No, let the nurse take care of you."
The nurse standing by looked at the minor scratches on the face and said, "......" They will heal later.
The nurse put on the gauze and stood up. "Okay, remember to stay away from water after you go back, and avoid spicy food."
"Okay, thank you, nurse."
Xu Qiao went to the counter to pay, then turned and walked to Song Yu's side, crouched down with his back to her, and said, "Let's go home."
Song Yu didn't want to be carried by him, as she still had one leg that could be used.
"It's raining outside." Xu Qiao said calmly.
"......" She gave up and was lifted up by Xu Qiao's knees.
"Are you really okay with your injury?"
"fine."
Two people walked on the street. There were not many people around, and the air around them was filled with rain vapor mixed with the smell of soil.
Song Yu's arm was loosely wrapped around his neck, the umbrella swaying in her hand. Xu Qiao stopped halfway and said to her helplessly, "Hold my neck tight. With your upper body so far away from me like this, I'm afraid you'll fall."
Song Yu said "Oh" a little uncomfortably, and then carefully leaned against Xu Qiao's back.
Xu Qiao put a black baseball cap on Song Yu's head before leaving. The long brim blocked her view of the front. In this small world shaded by the umbrella, there were only the two of them under the umbrella, and wherever her senses reached, she saw Xu Qiao.
By turning her head, she could see Xu Qiao's slender white neck vaguely surrounded by the ends of his hair. The tip of her nose could smell the mint scent similar to that of their cheap shower gel. She could feel the warmth coming from Xu Qiao's back, and her knees were held heavily in his hands.
She gently touched the small wound on Xu Qiao's cheek.
In fact, she also saw Liang Zhihui just now.
The raindrops fell on the umbrella, muffled and powerful, but she suddenly turned her head away, not daring to listen.
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