The two on-duty officers took Xia Chuhe to a remote empty classroom and pushed the door open, but unexpectedly ran into another group of people doing something not very glorious.
On the mirror-clear floor, bright red bloodstains spread to the corners of the wall. The boy, whose appearance could not be seen clearly, was stepped on and had close contact with the broken glass.
Several A-level boys were sitting or standing, surrounding the unruly red-haired boy in the center, cursing and mocking him with the most vicious words.
The two officers on duty bowed respectfully.
He ignored the boy dying on the ground.
"Master Nan, excuse me for disturbing you."
Nan Muye flexed his wrists, stepped heavily with his feet, half-raised eyebrows and eyes with disdain, looking at everyone like a dog.
"It doesn't matter, just play your own games."
Xia Chuhe, who had been shouting at the top of her lungs, had her head hung low, but upon hearing the thunderous name and the familiar clear voice, tears immediately fell like rain.
She raised her pitiful, tear-stained face, revealing the red and swollen wound on her forehead.
"Nan Xuedi, it's me!"
Nan Muye glanced at her perfunctorily, his expression still arrogant and unruly, as if he had no idea that he knew this person at all.
Before the on-duty officer covered his mouth, Xia Chuhe quickly reminded him, "Do you remember? When I was working part-time at Shuiyunjian before, a customer was causing trouble. It was you who helped me drive the troublemaker away and even bought hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of wine..."
That night, Xia Chuhe received a commission of 20,000 yuan, but Nan Muye often skipped classes and appeared and disappeared mysteriously, so she never found a chance to thank him in person.
Under the hormonal gaze of the young master, Xia Chuhe couldn't help but reveal a shy expression when she mentioned the past events that were like the plot of an idol drama.
She ignored the boy being beaten on the ground, her mentality like that of a bullied Cinderella who met a soft-hearted Prince Charming at her wit's end.
Nan Xuedi is such an upright and brave person, he will definitely not sit idly by and watch her being harmed innocently. She doesn't want to have her hands and feet broken by Chu Junling!
Nan Muye glanced at the girl who was talking to herself, but still couldn't remember when he had ever been brave enough to help others.
"Nervous, unfamiliar."
After throwing down a few brief words, Shao Ge walked away with his long legs, and the wind he brought with him was cold.
Xia Chuhe was stunned. Before the two on-duty officers could relax, Nan Muye came back with an interested look on his face, which almost scared them to death.
"Let me play with her."
The two were of low status and looked embarrassed: "I'm afraid that's not possible, Master Nan. She offended the president and it was the president's intention to break her hands and feet."
"He...why did he think of bullying the special recruit? At worst, I can just break his arms and legs and send him to hell. What's the big deal between us brothers?"
There was a hint of innocence on the handsome face of the young man, and his carefree smile seemed like a joke, but it did not hide his malice and cruelty at all.
Xia Chuhe lowered her head shyly again.
Did he remember?
The Nan family is also one of the four major families, but it is still not as good as the Chu family. In order to save her, Junior Nan pretended to be nice to Chu Junling, which also moved her very much.
Nan Muye asked his younger brothers to disperse and took Xia Chuhe away alone. Xia Chuhe looked at the tall and slender figure in front of him, her heart pounding.
If Min Yi is the unattainable white moonlight of girls, then Nan Muye is the fantasy object that everyone loves, a sports student, a strong boyfriend, a domineering and protective person...
The youthful energy of Shaoxue is fascinating.
"I remember you, the one from Class 5, Grade 3, right? Where is your next class? Take me there."
Xia Chuhe couldn't help but show joy: "Yes, my last name is Xia, Xia Chuhe, you saved me again, I don't know how to repay you, I gave you..."
Nan Muye interrupted impatiently: "I didn't ask you, just lead the way, and walk faster if your legs are not broken."
Who wants to know what she did?
Nan Muye was thinking about the girl he met yesterday when he was picking up textbooks. He just helped her carry the textbooks to the fifth floor, but he received a few sincere thanks and two bottles of mineral water in return.
The cool and pleasant sound is still playing in my mind today. There is also water, which tastes sweeter than the special natural spring water.
She’s a senior from Class 5, Grade 3. She’s really nice.
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The horse farm and hunting ground of the Song College are adjacent to each other.
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