Chapter 11 Tea
Those cosplayers called over a group of people, and it seemed that none of them were easy to deal with. Qi Lang and Yan Yi were fighting a group of people together. Seeing this, Bai He couldn't just stand by and watch.
The three of them have been the iron triangle of the alliance since childhood, and they have to fight together. Bai He would not stand by and watch them fight passionately.
She rummaged through Yan Yi's schoolbag and pulled out a thermos, which she used as a weapon as she charged into the melee, hitting the man who was trying to sneak attack Qi Lang hard on the back.
When Qi Lang saw Bai He rushing in, he subconsciously hugged her in his arms and used his back to block the punches and kicks from the people around her.
Bai He was held in his arms, and her nostrils were filled with the light lemon scent of his body.
He hugged her so tightly, as if every muscle in his body was exerting force. Bai He could even feel the dull force transmitted from the blows on his back.
Seeing him being beaten, Bai He couldn't bear it anymore and struggled to get out of his arms and tried to help.
"Little ancestor." Qi Lang pulled her back and said, "Why do you want to stay away from fighting?"
"I can't just stand by and watch someone die!"
"Come over here, we'll give away all the extra stuff."
Seeing that Bai He had also joined in, Yan Yi no longer rushed forward alone, but protected the two of them and took care of the men around him one by one with one punch.
Finally, the security guard on duty walked across half of the exhibition hall and finally arrived, shouting to stop the fight in which the majority bullied the minority.
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Half an hour later, Qi Langyan and Bai He sat together on the cold bench in the police station.
Yan Yi sat in the middle, Qi Lang and Bai He sat on the sides. All three of them had some injuries on their bodies. Tang Xin went with a policeman to handle the formalities and sign to pick up the people. When passing through the corridor, he gave them a punitive look.
Bai He was so scared that she hid behind Yan Yi and didn't dare to make eye contact with her mother.
This is the first time that my mother has taken someone away from the police station. I will definitely have a meal of "stir-fried bamboo shoots with meat" when I get home tonight.
Yan Yi carefully examined the little girl's face, touching and looking around, and asked worriedly, "Are you okay? Did you bump into anything?"
Qi Lang saw him pulling the little girl around to look at her face and body... Although it was just out of urgent worry, it was also unbearable. He stretched out his hand to push Yan Yi away and squeezed in between the two of them to sit down: "Alright, she's not injured, I'm more injured. Do you want to see it? Let's go to the bathroom and I'll take off my clothes for you to see."
Yan Yi said coldly, "Not particularly interested, thank you."
"Everyone knows that you are only interested in your sister." Qi Lang said sarcastically.
Seeing that he was speaking ambiguously, Yan Yi warned him with his eyes, but Qi Lang didn't accept it and rolled his eyes to the ceiling.
Bai He said, "I'm fine. It's mainly Qi Lang. He got hit a lot, and the force from the beatings was transferred to me. There must be bruises all over the inside of my clothes. I have to go to the hospital later."
"It's just a minor injury, there's no need to worry." Qi Lang doesn't like going to the hospital. He is especially tired of the smell of the hospital and finds registration very troublesome.
"Is Yan Yi hurt?" Bai He tilted his head and asked him, "You hit me so hard just now!"
"Just these weaklings, they have no eyes."
Yan Yi glanced at Qi Lang, whose lips were tinged with blue, and said contemptuously, "It's really shameful to be abused by these guys."
"Yes, yes, no one is as good as you." Qi Lang folded his hands behind his head, "You are a tough guy, Yan tough guy, okay."
Yan Yi was too lazy to argue with him.
Qi Lang tilted his head and leaned on Bai He's thin shoulder: "It hurts, Sayuri. You have to take responsibility. Half of my injuries are for protecting you."
"Okay, I'll take responsibility." Bai He also felt guilty. She felt the intensity of Qi Lang's beating the whole time. "I'll cover all your medical expenses."
"The medical bills are just a few dollars."
"Then...then...I will also cover your nutrition expenses for these few days." The little girl said quickly with a sincere heart.
Yan Yi friendly reminder: "Your pocket money balance this month is only 3.58 yuan, and you still owe me a total of 1,302.5 yuan."
Bai He: “…”
Now he is settling accounts with her siblings, right? Before, she said she wanted to pay it back in installments, but he didn't want to.
Qi Lang said stubbornly, "Since you got hurt because of Sayuri, you have to come over every day this week and help me apply the medicine."
Yan Yi said coldly: "You don't have hands yourself?"
Qi Lang: "It's on my back, I can't wipe it off."
Bai He felt that this request was reasonable, so he agreed immediately.
Although Yan Yi was unhappy, he had nothing to say.
Seeing his gloomy face, Bai He asked with concern, "Are you really not hurt?"
Yan Yi actually felt a little regretful.
Only the crying children get candy, and the one who is too sensible is more likely to be ignored.
It has been like this since he was a child. If Qi Lang had the slightest abrasion, he would scream in front of Bai He as if he was going to die in the intensive care unit, so Bai He treated him with extra care and respect.
Er Yi likes to show off his strength and is used to enduring any pain.
Once he had acute gastroenteritis and had a mock exam the next day. He didn't want to disturb Bai He's sleep, so he stayed up all night in cold sweats. He finally couldn't bear it anymore until dawn the next day. When Bai He and his parents took him to the hospital, he didn't even have the strength to walk.
In Bai He's opinion, Yan Yi is the type of person who is particularly tolerant. If he doesn't say it, no one can see how tormented he is in his inner world.
"I'm fine." Yan Yi said.
"So it's our Ayi who has to fight." Bai He didn't ask any more questions, looked down at his phone, and replied to Su Xiaojing's text message.
Yan Yi and Qi Lang looked at each other silently, their eyes confronting each other.
Qi Lang mouthed silently, "Let you act cool."
Translation: "Get lost."
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After a while, Tang Xin signed and walked out. The police officer followed her and lectured the three children: "Young people have a lot of temper. Find other ways to vent it. Play ball. Don't get into fights for no reason. If you come here again next time, you won't be so easy to deal with."
"It was clearly them who started it," Bai He argued, "and they were using their numbers to bully the minority."
"Don't worry, no one who participates can escape."
Tang Xin led them out. At the police station entrance, she said to Bai He in a bad mood, "Your dad said before that after the college entrance exam, he wouldn't care if you put your feet up in the air to play, but he didn't let you put your feet into the police station to play! One by one, Yan Yi is fine, but you, and you..."
She poked Bai He and Qi Lang with her finger and said, "You're already adults, and you're still fighting. If something really happens, do you still want to go to college?"
Bai He hid behind Yan Yi and didn't dare to speak.
Qi Lang stood up responsibly and said, "I had a conflict with that group of people. It has nothing to do with them. They just couldn't stand seeing me get beaten up, so they came to help."
Bai He quickly said, "Yes, yes, yes! It's all to help Qi Lang!"
Qi Lang looked at her with wide eyes. She stuck out her tongue, indicating that if she didn't sell out her teammates at this time, when would she?
Yan Yi said: "It has nothing to do with Bai He, it's mainly me and Qi Lang fighting."
"This little girl, even if she wanted to help, she couldn't." Tang Xin glanced at Bai He, "So did you win in the end?"
Hearing his mother change the subject, Bai He quickly said, "Then we must win, right?"
Poke Qi Lang on the left and Yan Yi on the right.
Qi Lang smiled: "Of course we'll win. The three of us have never lost a fight."
Tang Xin patted Yan Yi's head and said, "Our Ah Yi is the best."
"It's all thanks to Ayi, really." Bai He hurriedly supported him.
"Okay, as long as we win," Tang Xin said, "Let's go to the food stall and have some barbecue to celebrate!"
"Yeah!"
Bai He breathed a sigh of relief. She was afraid that her mother would scold them, but she was glad that she wasn't angry.
Tang Xin hailed a taxi on the roadside and got in.
Not long after, Qi Lang received a call from his mother in Hong Kong. He said to her in a pleasant Cantonese accent, "Mom, I'm fine. Don't worry."
Qi Lang's mother asked him to give the phone to Tang Xin. Over the phone, she politely thanked Tang Xin in her broken Mandarin. Tang Xin smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay. We're neighbors, and the kids are having so much fun. I like Xiao Lang, too. He's like a half-son to me, so it's my duty to take care of him."
After hanging up the phone, Tang Xin returned the phone to Qi Lang in the back seat: "Your mother's voice sounds so young and gentle."
"Qi Lang's mother is very beautiful." Bai He said, "She is a ballet queen and dances beautifully."
"Have you seen her performance?" Qi Lang asked Bai He beside him.
"Yes," Bai He said, "I've watched it hundreds of times. When I was little, I dreamed of becoming a ballerina like your mother..."
She only said half of it and swallowed the rest.
If...if that fire hadn't burned her neck, maybe she would have continued to study ballet.
How could a white swan not have a perfect and graceful neck?
Giving up ballet is the deepest pain in Bai He's heart.
Yan Yi silently held Bai He's hand, and their fingers were tightly clasped together.
At this time, only Yan Yi can understand the secret hidden in her heart.
Tang Xin also noticed that her daughter's tone was off, and quickly said, "No wonder Xiaolang is so handsome, sons always take after their mothers."
Qi Lang smiled and said, "No, Auntie is the most beautiful one. She is the district flower of our community."
"Hahahaha." Bai He laughed, "There are school beauties and class beauties, how come there is also a district beauties?"
"I gave my aunt a review, is it okay?"
"You're calling me Auntie again." Tang Xin said jokingly, "Qi Lang, didn't you call me Mom before?"
"Okay, then I really will call you mom, and I won't change my words from now on."
"Since you call me mom, shouldn't you offer me a cup of tea as well?" Tang Xin said meaningfully.
"Of course. Sayuri and I will serve you tea together."
"Okay, then I'll wait for your cup of tea."
Bai He didn't understand what this meant. She looked at her mother, then at Qi Lang who was laughing freely, and also laughed foolishly.
Only Yan Yi didn't laugh. His face darkened and he said to Qi Lang stiffly, "That's not how you joke."
"My mother started it." Qi Lang provoked deliberately, "Do you blame her?"
"You don't have a mother yourself, can you stop yelling?"
"You don't have a mother, so you can't even call her if you want to."
Even Bai He couldn't stand Qi Lang's provocation and kicked him to tell him not to poke people's hearts.
Yan Yi came over and grabbed his collar, but Qi Lang pushed him back without showing any weakness.
Bai He sat in the middle, pressing one with each hand to separate them.
Tang Xin said hurriedly, "Alright, you're still arguing about this. When you were bullied by outsiders, the three of you were able to unite as one. Why don't you know how to be humble when fighting among yourselves?"
Yan Yi turned his head away and remained silent.
Qi Lang straightened his collar, tilted his head to look at the street scene passing by quickly outside the window, too lazy to pay attention to him.
Bai He's reaction time was very slow, and he only realized now what the word "serve tea" meant.
She tilted her head to look at Qi Lang, looking at the sharp and beautiful curve of his profile. The setting sun fell between his eyebrows, and his eyes reflected a beautiful light brown color.
My cheeks flushed unconsciously.
Yan Yi held her hand and lowered his head to carefully fiddle with the screw thread on her fingertips.
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