Quickly wear redemption, I am a professional!

This seemingly pampered and frail young man struck hard. He looked like he had been in many fights, and his force was clever and spicy. Before long, the boy who had been so aggressive just now and looked weak at first glance fell to the ground wailing.

Looking at that beautiful ghost-like face, he was full of fear.

One of them got up shaking his hands and feet, turned around and ran away.

Yan Ran kicked one of them down, and the other person fell down again. He struggled in panic to get up, but was stepped on his back and couldn't get up.

Yan Ran was tall and tall with picturesque features, and there was a red mark on his cheek, probably from someone accidentally rubbing it during a fight.

Yan Ran's always neat and tidy school uniform was a little messy, and the pale fingers sticking out of her sleeves had clear joints. She reached out and grabbed someone's hair.

"If you don't want your foul mouth, I can sew it up for you at any time."

Although this tone could not be said to be very serious, it did not have the meaning of joking. It seemed that it was just like what she said and could be sewn at any time.

The boy was frightened and took a moment to react. He was trembling and his eyes were full of fear.

He spoke intermittently and without any panic.

"I, we also heard what others said, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I will never dare to do it again next time!"

Yan Ran moved his feet away, squatted down, turned his head sideways, looked at the trembling man with a bruised nose and swollen face, raised his eyebrows, and asked.

"Have you heard what others have said?"

The man swallowed hard first and then slowly spoke out.

"On the school forum, someone posted a photo of you... Brother Yan kissing a boy. It has gone viral in the school. Everyone knows about it! They are all talking about it behind their backs."

It's just that a few of them were unlucky enough to be discovered first.

Now there was no place in his body that didn't hurt.

Yan Ran lowered her eyelashes and didn't know what she was thinking. Anyway, her face didn't look very good. It was pale and her eyes were unfathomable. "Take out that photo and show it to me."

Yan Ran had never logged into the school's forum, so naturally he didn't know what was going on.

The man immediately took out his phone quickly and opened the forum.

A photo is displayed on the phone.

Yan Ran's face was photographed very clearly, because at that time a ray of sunset happened to shine in through the crack of the window, and it happened to shine on her face, so that her face and hair were dyed with a faint golden light. .

The boy she kissed was in black shadow, so he couldn't see clearly, and his face was even more obscured.

It's just that you can see from the silhouette that the boy has broad shoulders and a tall body.

No wonder they all looked at her with that weird and strange look in their eyes when she came to school early in the morning.

In fact, Yan Ran breathed a sigh of relief the moment he saw the photo.

Fortunately, Song Wenjing was not photographed.

fine……

fine……

Yan Ran threw the phone back into the man's arms, stood up, and said coldly: "Go away."

The boys who were lying on the ground pretending to be dead got up on their hands and knees. Ignoring the pain in their bodies, they ran away quickly and disappeared quickly.

Yan Ran turned around and looked up at the dazzling sunshine. She lifted her long and thick eyelashes, her glass-like eyes were clean and clear, and her light red lips pursed in a tight arc.

Jingle bell, jingle bell—

The phone vibrated in my pocket.

Yan Ran picked up the phone and saw the caller ID - serious.

After answering, the boy's deep and magnetic voice came from the phone.

"Where have you been?" "I'm solving trouble, and I'm going to find you now."

Song Wenjing was silent for a moment, and there was no emotion or anger in her voice, "Yan Ran, do you still remember what you promised me?"

"I know, I know." Yan Ran was helpless, feeling that the other party had more control than her brother, "Those people came to mess with me."

Song Wenjing didn't say anything, but couldn't help but ask a unnecessary question, "Are you injured?"

The ends of Yan Ran's eyes were raised slightly, showing undisguised contempt. Her beautiful eyebrows were dazzling, and the red marks on her cheeks did not destroy her beauty, but instead added a hint of wildness.

That's the arrogance that radiates from the very core.

"Are you kidding me? How could I be injured? You should pray that those people don't go to the hospital. It's really a waste of time and worry."

Yan Ran went to pick up the black schoolbag that was thrown on the ground, patted the dust on the bag, and put it on her back again. She put one hand in her pocket, cold and sassy, ​​like a breeze that people can't catch.

But when talking to the person on the phone, there was an unconscious softness.

"I'm going to find you now, really, just like an old lady..."

The setting sun, blue bricks and white walls.

The figure in school uniform has become the most beautiful scenery.

The seemingly impatient voice is wrapped in the gentleness of the breeze. When the wind blows, it can float very far away until it reaches the heart of another person.

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It's late at night, and the sky is full of stars.

There are cicadas chirping in the trees, one after another, endlessly.

The Li family's villa was brightly lit.

Father Li's serious and upright face was expressionless.

He asked: "How long have you been in the room?"

The servant standing nearby replied tremblingly, "It's been two days."

"Have you never come out?"

"...Yes, no matter how we shouted outside the door, the young master didn't come out."

Father Li frowned, making his face look even more oppressive.

"Bring me the spare key."

The key was inserted, turned, and the door was opened.

The light inside was very dim, and the curtains were tightly drawn to prevent any light from shining in.

pat-

The dazzling red and white lights were turned on, allowing people to see clearly the scene inside the room.

The room was in a mess, as if it had been severely damaged, and there was not even a place to stay.

When Father Li saw this scene, his voice was extremely cold, "Are you crazy?"

The air was eerily silent. Li Mu's face was hidden in the shadows and he was leaning against the corner of the bed. The darkness of the room was like a large hand constraining and engulfing him.

Only the lifeless black eyes were left staring ahead.

It was as oppressive as a lifeless coffin, full of weirdness and terror.

He was so tall and strong, huddled under the corner of the bed, like a beast breaking through the iron chain, with a pair of scarlet eyes that could tear through anything at any time, showing off its sharp fangs.

Father Li always felt that the family scandal should not be made public, so he waved all the servants behind him to go out, and then he looked at his good son, whom he was always proud of, excellent, and never made him worry.

Li Mu: My wife ran away with someone. If I’m not crazy, who is?