Extra six
There were dozens of people standing sparsely in the hall, some with blood on their foreheads, some with bandages on their hands. The police stood in front and criticized and educated these people.
"What are you guys thinking about all day? If I don't give you their contact information, you're going to destroy someone else's store. How can you be so shameless?"
The cause of this case itself is not uncommon, but the problem is that when the ages of the troublemakers were checked, they were all minors, and they were first-year high school students who skipped classes. The police had no choice but to notify parents or class teachers one by one to pick them up.
"We'll discuss compensation with the store owner when your parents arrive. We smashed two tables and damaged four tiles. Luckily, no one else was hurt, otherwise the compensation alone would have been in the thousands."
Even the most rebellious high school students are afraid of their parents at this time. Several of them stand there like quails, not daring to say a word.
Liang Zhihui's arm had been strained when he overturned the table, and he couldn't move it much. It was simply tied up with a bandage, and he looked miserable. At this moment, under the eager gaze of several others, he said with a stiff upper lip, "Hey, my dad is the principal of Haicheng High School. Can you let us go back now? We don't need our parents to come and pick us up."
"Principal?" The policeman dusted off his cap and put it back on. "Your father is the principal, why don't you learn your lesson? What's wrong with the principal? He has to come and pick up his son who's fighting. Don't try to sneak away. Your parents are on their way."
Liang Zhihui's face turned pale and he was trembling and unable to speak. How could he know that this policeman was not afraid at all? If he had known, he would not have done those things in a hurry. Now that his hand has healed, he still has to pay compensation. With his hand injured like this, he will definitely be scolded to death. He was so bitter that he had no words to say.
There was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps at the entrance.
Whose parents are here? Everyone looked up, wondering who would be the first to suffer the consequences.
When the figure appeared, several people stared at the tall figure, looking at each other in confusion, and tested each other, "Your brother is here? He's so handsome?"
Everyone shook their heads. It was already well known that she had such a handsome brother.
The man was dressed simply, in a short-sleeved shirt and jeans, but with broad shoulders and long legs, even the simplest clothes gave him a unique aura like a fashion week model, not to mention his lively and handsome face.
Several people huddled together and watched the man walk towards the corner.
"Song Yu."
A low voice called out in her ear. Song Yu was originally sitting on a chair, boredly buttoning the blood clots on her pants. When she heard the voice, she looked up involuntarily. The moment she saw Xu Qiao, she was stunned. She had just seen him in the morning, but it suddenly felt like a long time had passed.
"How are you? Are you okay? Why did you cut your hair?" Xu Qiaocai approached and the first thing he saw was her hair, followed by the blood on her pants. His eyes instantly turned gloomy. "Were you beaten by them?"
Song Yu looked around and said something else, "Ah, I got a haircut today. Doesn't it look good?"
Xu Qiao stood in front of her, remained still for a second, then knelt down and immediately lifted up her trouser legs. Song Yu was unable to dodge, and her trouser legs were lifted up to her knees in almost an instant. Her originally delicate and intact knees were now covered with horrible abrasions, layer upon layer, and the edges of the wounds were dark purple, which combined with the brown-yellow color of iodine made it look a bit disgusting.
The wound was slightly uncomfortable when exposed to the air. Song Yu endured the subtle pain and turned his head away, saying, "It's not a big deal. I just got pushed and my knee hit the ground. It's been treated. Don't worry."
"Who pushed her?" Xu Qiao stood up and glanced coldly across the hall, "Stand out."
When the parents came to the door, they all looked at each other intently, but no one dared to admit it.
Xu Qiao turned around and looked at Song Yu, "Tell me, who pushed you?"
Seeing the situation was getting out of hand, the police intervened. "When will this cycle of revenge ever end? This... uh... parent, it's not just her who was injured; they were injured too. Aside from the minors, this incident can be considered an altercation, and it was an accident. When the parents from all sides arrive, they should apologize and compensate accordingly. Let's all get along peacefully."
Xu Qiao asked Song Yu: "What's going on? Did they bully you?"
Song Yu briefly explained the whole story. Xu Qiao turned around and said, "Comrade police officer, these guys were trying to get WeChat and started beating people up like this. We were acting in self-defense. Does this also qualify as fighting? Should we just stand there and let these bastards beat us?"
When he said the last sentence, Xu Qiao's voice was obviously tinged with anger.
"There should be a limit to self-defense. When the other party stops, you should also stop. That's called self-defense, don't you agree?" the police officer said. "The students on the other side are minors, and you are just adults. You, the parent, are also not very old. Wait for the other parent to come and discuss compensation and sign a letter of apology, and that's it. This matter can be serious or minor, and besides, you only have a few scraped knees. If you insist on making a fuss, you really don't know if you're right."
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of chattering came from the door, and several figures appeared in the hall and immediately ran to their children.
"What's wrong with you?! You're not a good student and you've even brought us to the police station?" "How dare you skip class and mess around at school and cause trouble for me? I'll beat you to death." "How did our child get hurt like this? Who beat him up?!"
A loud slap stood out amid the clamor. Liang Zhihui's head tilted to the side and his face quickly turned red and hot.
A middle-aged man in a high-tailed suit, his brows and eyes full of the dignity of a superior, looked down at his son with a look of surprise and said coldly, "Shame on you."
Liang Zhihui stood there, lowering his head and covering his red face, not daring to say a word.
The man turned and looked at the policeman and said in a deep voice, "Comrade policeman, if there's nothing wrong, I'll take him away."
The police officer stepped forward and said, "Principal Liang Wei, I know you're anxious, but the matter isn't resolved yet. You need to stay here."
He explained the whole story to all the parents again, "You parents can discuss the compensation and apologize to the victim. This matter will be over. This is also what the victim wants."
Only then did several parents shift their gaze from their children to the victim. The girl was sitting on a chair with an obvious injury on her knee. Next to her stood a tall boy who looked like they were from the same company. Also standing there was a middle-aged couple with angry looks on their faces.
Among these parents, Principal Liang has the highest status and is known to everyone, so the other parents did not move their eyes and looked at Principal Liang.
"There's no need to discuss compensation. I'll pay it in full," Principal Liang said without hesitation. "But there's no need for an apology. My child was beaten like this, and I haven't even asked them for compensation yet."
As soon as this was said, several other parents began to echo, "Yes, yes, our children were beaten like this, they should compensate us."
The police waved their hands to signal silence. "This incident started because you, angry and embarrassed, were unable to get someone's WeChat and took the initiative. The other person was acting in self-defense. The nature of the situation is different."
Principal Liang frowned, "You mean, my child was beaten like this, and we're just going to let it go like this?"
The policeman glanced at Xu Qiao who was standing next to him and thought: This boy was so angry just now, it is obvious that he is not easy to talk to. If both sides insist on fighting, this class will not be able to get off the ground today.
"Compensation is fine, but an apology is impossible." Principal Liang came over and looked them up and down, his eyes finally resting on the wound on Song Yu's knee. He looked down at her, "Do you have the nerve to call this a wound? Maybe she fell on the ground on purpose to blackmail us."
He turned to look at the police officer and said, "I want to see the surveillance footage."
The police officer turned to look at the boss and his wife and asked, "Do you have surveillance cameras in your store?"
The two looked at each other for a second and shook their heads. "We are just doing business with our neighbors on the street. Why would we install surveillance cameras in our store?"
"If there's no surveillance, how can you say we were the ones who started the fight first when we couldn't get WeChat? Everything requires evidence." Principal Liang walked up to Song Yu and said, "Little sister, you said it was Liang Zhihui who pushed you. Did anyone see it?"
The scene was in chaos. Song Yu knew it was Liang Zhihui who pushed her, but she had no evidence. The old man's words made her feel uncomfortable. "You mean you don't want to take responsibility?"
"Every wrong has its perpetrator. This isn't irresponsible. Whoever made the accusation should be held responsible. With so many people present, it might be someone from your side who is trying to frame me."
This person was sure that there was no surveillance in the store and put all the blame on them. It's really hateful.
"Like father, like son. You are such a scoundrel, no wonder your son follows your example. He doesn't study hard, and when he fails to harass girls, he ends up beating people up. It's really eye-opening." Song Yu laughed sarcastically in anger.
Principal Liang snorted coldly, turned around and walked up to Liang Zhihui, who couldn't even lift his head, and asked coldly, "I'm asking you, is that what she said? Did you harass her?"
Liang Zhihui shook his head violently, "No, I didn't. She smiled at me first."
“…”
The police officer quietly walked up to them and whispered, "Your store doesn't have surveillance, so this is really difficult to handle. I don't think you're seriously injured, otherwise just pay compensation and forget it."
Song Yu stared at her bruise in silence. She had been beaten by someone who had failed to harass her. Because she hadn't monitored the situation, the other party had acted recklessly and not even apologized. She was now being blamed in such a disgusting way. The whole incident had completely changed Song Yu's cognition. She endured the pain from her leg injury and stood up and walked in front of Liang Zhihui. "Do you have the guts to say that again in front of me? Was I the one who smiled at you first?"
Liang Zhihui glanced at his father hesitantly, then straightened his back after receiving the hint. "Yes, you seduced me first. Otherwise, how could a high school student like me take the initiative to ask for the WeChat ID of a poor, uneducated woman like you who works part-time at such a young age? People like you who work at the bottom of society will only be able to wait tables in a filthy restaurant like this for the rest of your life."
Song Yu's eyes turned red with anger. This humiliation hurt her heart more than the wound on her leg. She raised her head and looked at Xu Qiao who was standing beside her in silence. She turned her face away and forced back the tears in her eyes, wanting to argue a few more times without giving in.
"Then Principal Liang, what are you going to do?" Xu Qiao said slowly.
This sentence showed a compromise, and also implicitly acknowledged what Liang Zhihui said. Song Yu's heart tightened and he tugged at Xu Qiao's sleeve, "I'm not, I didn't."
Principal Liang snorted and laughed. "I've already explained the solution before. Compensation is acceptable, but an apology is not. And now it seems that you have slandered my child and caused psychological trauma to him. If you apologize to us, this matter will be over."
Song Yu said angrily, "Why should I apologize? I did nothing wrong."
"Principal Liang, I apologize to you on her behalf. I'm sorry."
Song Yu turned to look at Xu Qiao in astonishment, and the hand that was pulling at his sleeve instantly let go. She murmured, "What are you doing? I said I have nothing left, why are you apologizing for me?"
Xu Qiao stared straight ahead, seemingly oblivious to Song Yu's questioning. "Principal Liang, is this okay?"
"Okay, since you've already apologized, we won't pursue this further. We're all gathered here by fate." Principal Liang glanced at Song Yu meaningfully, "Little girl, it's better to avoid such things in the future. You should be down-to-earth, understand?"
After saying that, he readily transferred the money on the spot, and the group of people left in a mighty manner. Before leaving, Liang Zhihui turned around and looked at Song Yu with an expression of endless pride.
His clenched hands were shaking with such force, his nails digging deep into his flesh.
The boss and his wife came forward and said, "Xiao Yu, you've worked really hard today. Our store needs some renovations these days. Since you have a leg injury, you should rest at home and don't have to come to work."
Song Yu forced a smile and said, "Okay, I understand. Then tell me when you open the store."
It was drizzling outside and they had no umbrella, so they had to go back in the rain.
Xu Qiao grabbed Song Yu, took off his baseball cap and put it on her head. He walked in front of her, bent down and said in a hoarse voice, "Come up."
The slender calf passed in front of him. Xu Qiao looked at Song Yu's back, and his baseball cap fell to the ground behind him.
A black umbrella was passed over from behind and raised above his head, instantly blocking the raindrops that were falling on his head like sharp knives. Song Yu turned around and looked at Xu Qiao, who was standing outside the umbrella, soaked all over by the rain. His wet black hair drooped down, making his eyebrows and eyes look even darker.
The two people looked at each other in silence. Song Yu raised his hand and overturned the entire umbrella. The heavy rain curtain once again covered the sky and the sky, and his eyes were hot and red from the rain.
Two pairs of burning eyes, two homeless people.
They were like wild beasts standing in the African savannah in the heavy rain, ready to fight a life-and-death battle, waiting for the opportunity to explode so that they could rush forward and bite off each other's necks.
Xu Qiao moved first. He stretched out his hand. Song Yu stood there with her teeth clenched and eyes closed. The anger she expected did not come. One hand gently stroked her face and carefully wiped the water off her face.
"Song Yu, go study. I've borrowed some money."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
