Please Have a Cup of Green Tea

At the school gate, Ran Le took out his mobile phone and called a taxi.

"Where are we going now?" The girl held her schoolbag and looked at him with cold eyes, like a clean mirror, "I want to tell my mother first."

Ran Le scratched his head helplessly: "Class representative, are you afraid that I will sell you?"

"You are Pei Jingshuo's friend," she pursed her lips, her voice soft and calm, "I shouldn't have the guts."

The boy was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Yo, I'm dazzled by Brother Shuo. Ruan Xiaoan, so you're not as ruthless as you look~"

He thought of his friend who was frantically venting on the other side, and couldn't help shaking his head.

"Okay, can you borrow my cell phone to make a call?" In the carriage, Bi Ming reached out to him.

"Okay, take it." Ran Le handed it to her, but saw that the plain white Rouyi seemed to be a good lotus root, and the white was full of powder, so she couldn't help poking it during the handover.

"Snapped!"

The hand was actually opened directly by the other party.

Ran Le was stunned, unable to believe that such rude behavior was done by Ruan Xiaoan, who was usually very well-behaved.

Bi Ming's next reaction was beyond his expectations. There was not a trace of guilt on the white face, but a slight annoyance: "What are you doing, you startled me."

Her soft and sweet voice trembled slightly, as if he really did something bad just now.

"Yes, I'm sorry—" Ran Le looked at his **** and thought to himself why he had to touch her?

"Hmph." Bi Ming's face was tense, and she turned her back to him, with a "don't talk to me" look, but her fingers slid quickly on the screen of his mobile phone.

The WeChat page on the phone is hidden in the background, but it pops up with just a swipe.

Ran Le is now annoyed by her "immoral" behavior, and she doesn't dare to look at what she is doing, so she misses the action of her opening his chat page.

Clicking on the top button in the chat record, Bi Ming knew that it must be Pei Jingshuo.

The style of speaking is the same.

[Lane 20, Nantan Road, Xicheng, come directly after school. 】

Sure enough, there was a fight.

She couldn't help pursing her lips, but her fingers quickly exited the chat box, switched to the desktop, and opened the dial page.

The whole process was completed in one go. When Ran Le finally sorted out her emotions and looked back at her, the girl had already put the phone to her ear and compared her lips with him—

"No one picked up."

He didn't doubt at all, but nodded cooperatively and responded to her in a low voice: "It's okay, call again."

After the second call, she just said to Ruan Xiaoan's mother on the other end of the phone, "Mom, I'm staying in the classroom to do my homework, and I'll go back later."

The woman over there seemed to be busy with business in the store and hurriedly agreed.

Ran Le's eyes widened, as if she had completely refreshed her understanding of Ruan Xiaoan, and approached her curiously: "Class representative, so you can also lie."

The girl moved to the side uncomfortably, her eyebrows lowered, and she handed the phone back to him: "It's not because of you."

The girl's soft cheeks were glowing with powder, and Ran Le's throat became a little dry when she saw it.

No, no, this is my sister-in-law, and my friend's wife should not be bullied.

As he warned himself, he took the phone and raised a topic with a guilty conscience:

"Ruan Xiaoan, what do you mean to Brother Shuo now?"

Bi Ming could naturally see the embarrassment of the teenager, she felt as if she had underestimated the estrus impulse of the current adolescent children.

After all, young Mu Ai, when faced with the pure and clean Ruan Xiaoan, it was difficult for these hot-blooded boys not to be attracted.

"He..." Bi Ming deliberately said slowly, as if thinking, "He's pretty good."

Ran Le tried his best to put out the restless little flame in his heart, and asked for his friend, "Then why are you changing seats today? Brother Shuo is going crazy today, and he can't bear to disturb you."

"Because I don't want... puppy love," the girl shook her head embarrassingly at him, "That's not good, we are all still students, and learning is the most important thing."

Standard good student response.

Ran Le clenched his fists and stared at her for a while with complicated eyes.

In fact, he knew that Ruan Xiaoan was not the same as their "bad students".

In the past, there were a lot of women chasing Brother Shuo. Brother Shuo had money and could fight, and he looked handsome. Those women were like bees chasing nectar buzzing together all day long.

There are infatuated school beauties in the school, and countless Yingyingyanyans outside the school, but Brother Shuo is the same as the old monk entering Ding, so serious that the group of them following behind suspect his sexual orientation.

Until Ruan Xiaoan appeared.

They once joked, "Brother Shuo rejected so many posts, maybe one day he will fall on a woman who doesn't hang him".

When Ruan Xiaoan came to the class, she grew out of the "good girl" template they had imagined, cleaner than the moon in the sky.

It's hard for Ran Le to describe the feeling. For people like them, who are very precocious and play crazy since childhood, a "good" girl like Ruan Xiaoan is like poison.

It's just that Brother Shuo has the courage to intervene, and he only dares to wait and see.

"Ruan Xiaoan, actually—" Ran Le hesitated a little, he wondered if the other party would be frightened when he saw Pei Jingshuo's other side, "Brother Shuo went to fight with someone from the other school today."

As expected, the girl hugged her schoolbag tightly in horror, biting her lower lip: "Well... it won't happen, right?"

"You don't understand," Ran Le sighed, "Brother Shuo has never lost a single fight since he was a child."

The girl opened her mouth slightly and seemed a little surprised.

"Whether it's one or a few, I've only seen him win." Ran Le coughed in a low voice, "Of course, his style of play is rather mad, basically hand-to-hand combat."

The girl's face instantly turned pale, and her body trembled slightly.

"But, but, what if you use a knife..." The little girl whispered, "It's easy to get into trouble."

Ran Le was almost infected by her serious emotions.

"It's okay," the teenager stretched out his hand, hesitated for a second, and slowly patted her slender shoulder, "Brother Shuo is not an idiot, if someone else uses a knife, then we will use it too."

The girl tightened the straps of her schoolbag and pursed her lips: "It really doesn't work, let's find the police uncle."

When he heard that he was looking for a note, Ran Le almost broke.

"Auntie, please don't!"

If there is a group fight and you contact the police, they don't have to mix up, and the site will be taken over overnight.

The reason why Ran Le called Ruan Xiaoan out today was to find out what she thought about her friends.

If she can't accept the real Pei Jingshuo, it would be too early to break up.

Ran Le would rather be a villain than see his friends trapped by love.

"I'll take you over there now, don't get too close later, watch my gestures." He told her, "If I wave to you, you come, if I wave out, you immediately run away, Do not bother me."

Bi Ming still held her schoolbag in both hands, and nodded "uneasily".

These little cubs don't want to die, she still wants it.

Getting out of the taxi, Ran Le walked in front with fast steps, she followed behind, looking around at every step, like a thief.

Ran Le looked back and was amused by her originally anxious mood.

"Don't worry, if you want to step over my body beforehand, just stand here."

After a few minutes.

As soon as Ran Le turned into the alley, he felt that something was hugging his trouser legs.

He was so frightened that he raised his leg and was about to kick, but he heard a familiar cry—

"Lezi, it's over!"

Ran Le looked down and saw that the good guy was Ding Peng, who was a waste as always.

"You **** say be careful," he grabbed him by the collar, "that group of people have knives?"

"No... The gang of dogs in the Thirteenth Middle School hired twice as many people as us!" Ding Peng's face was blue and purple, obviously he had been beaten hard.

"They will call people, aren't you idiots!" Ran Le was really anxious this time, "Where's Brother Shuo?"

"You, you, listen to me..." Ding Peng gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Brother Pei beat so many of them by himself, and we went up later, and we didn't have time to call people, and now he's all paralyzed inside!"

What he didn't tell Ran Le was that Pei Jingshuo was the only main force in the fight at that time, and they all fell to the ground and pretended to be dead after being punched a few times.

And Pei Jingshuo also fell to the ground with blood all over his head after beating the last person away, and now his life and death are uncertain.

"Fuck!" Ran Le's eyes were red with anxiety, "You **** call an ambulance!"

"I, my phone broke," Ding Peng's legs trembled, "I'm about to borrow someone else's now!"

Bi Ming stood at the entrance of the alley, listening to their voices, her eyes sank little by little.

She recalled some old memories.

During the reckless and crazy teenagers, there are always some people who think that youth can be squandered freely, and then they fight, fight, smoke, drink...do everything they feel "free".

Bi Ming is not an educator. For these people, she respects their life choices.

But only Pei Jingshuo couldn't.

This is her dog, and it would make her very upset if it died for such ridiculous reasons.

At this time, Ran Le couldn't care about the agreement with Bi Ming, and rushed over to check the situation of his friends, while the remaining Ding Peng looked at the black-haired girl who walked into the alley step by step, wondering—

"Who are you? You look familiar..."

The girl gave him a cold look, didn't respond, and walked inside on her own.

"Sun!" Ding Peng, who was ignored, was stunned, but he was actually frightened by the girl's eyes.

When I came to the depths of the alley, the garbage was piled up on the ground, and the sour and rotten smell wafted in the air.

Many people who were paralyzed on the ground looked like dead worms, and their bodies were covered in red.

Bi Ming stepped over them and went straight to Ran Le's side, watching him slowly lift the inch-headed boy.

"Shuo Shuo, hello!" Ran Le was pinching his friends, and after a while, he was relieved a little, "It seems that his life is still alive, but he just passed out."

Bi Ming squatted down, and put her cold hand on the bleeding handsome face of the boy.

"Did he work so hard when he fought?"

The boy seemed to feel an extremely soft touch and a familiar smell, and his eyelids moved slightly.

"I'll call 120 first, look at him." Ran Le anxiously asked Bi Ming to take over his place, then stood up and called the ambulance.

Bi Ming held the boy's head, and his fingers slowly brushed the corners of his eyes, there was a very shallow scar on it.

Alas, it really is a stupid puppy.

"It won't be like this next time."

She whispered, her expression as gentle as the spring breeze in March.

And Pei Jingshuo, who was in the girl's arms, seemed to be awakened from the darkness, his eyelids slightly opened a gap, reflecting a vague shadow.

The sweet fragrance of jasmine fell on the tip of his nose like petals, causing the corners of his lips to curl up in a shallow arc.