After being reborn, he was deceived by a paranoid boss

Chapter 115

The receiver was silent for a few seconds.

Sang Ruo immediately asked, "You don't want to fight with them, do you? Do you know that if the school finds out, you will be expelled."

"I am fine."

"you……"

"Bye."

Sang Ruo was stunned, and before she had time to say anything, the phone had already been hung up.

Next, she was not in the mood to read magazines, but stared at her phone, and sent Jin Xun several WeChat messages one after another.

...

Here, after Jin Xun finished talking on the phone, he turned around and bumped into Shen Yu who had been standing behind him listening for some time.

Shen Yu was not guilty, he stared fixedly at the wound on the corner of his lips, and said suspiciously: "Just Duan Ming's trash can also hurt you? Why do I think... the location of your wound is a bit obvious? "

Jin Xun raised his hand and touched the corner of his mouth, the blood on it had solidified.

He said, "What do you know?"

Shen Yu:?
He really doesn't understand.

But that's not what's important right now.

"Last time when I had a fight with Duan Ming's cousin, so many people surrounded me and beat me up, you didn't go in. After Duan Ming came out of the prison for a few days, you started fighting again. I thought you really made up your mind to start a new life, but I didn't expect , you are still you." Shen Yu said, lighting a cigarette for himself, and passing another one to Jin Xun.

Jin Xun received it in his hand, but didn't click on it, just pinched it in his fingertips to play with.

He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes were long and dark, and there was a shadow under his eyelids, "Of course I'm still me...but I just want to be what she wants me to be."

Shen Yu paused with his fingertips, doubts appeared on his face behind the smoke.

Jin Xun didn't continue, and walked away.

Shen Yu stared at his back, and it took him a long time to hold back three words: "Fake literature and art."

...

Sang Ruo didn't wait for Jin Xun's reply for a long time, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

Staring at the WeChat interface, Sang Ruo babbled this message: [Where are you?returned home?Let me remind you, those hooligans are very shameless, and it is easy to suffer if you confront them head-on. ]
Just about to put down the phone, a new message was displayed in the chat box.

Jin Xun: [I just got off the car and prepared to go home.A small injury, not a big problem. ]
After staring at the word 'little injury' for a while, Sang Ruo called him.

Jin Xun answered quickly, and his heavy breathing echoed in the receiver.

"You are hurt???"

"I want to see you."

The two spoke almost simultaneously.

Sang Ruo looked slightly startled, "See me?"

"Forget it, just talk casually." He suddenly retracted his words.

After hearing this, Sang Ruo blurted out after a few seconds: "I'll go downstairs to throw out the garbage later."

"Then I'll come to your neighborhood now."

Jin Xun replied quickly, leaving no room for Sang Ruo to regret.

A few minutes later, Sang Ruo cleaned up some unnecessary waste from the bedroom.

When passing the living room, he said to Sang Yanghai who was watching TV: "Dad, I'm going downstairs to throw out the trash."

"Okay, by the way, take the garbage from the kitchen with you."

"okay."

She picked up the garbage in a desperate manner, changed her shoes and went out.

After going downstairs to throw out the garbage, she walked towards the exit.

The street lamps in the community exude orange light, and some lights are covered by leaves, shadows on the ground.

There was a person walking towards him, but Sang Ruo didn't pay attention, and was sending Jin Xun a message with his head down, asking where he was.

As soon as the news was sent out, she bumped into someone's arms head-on, and was terrified.

Just as he was about to apologize, he looked up and saw that it was Jin Xun, and couldn't help knocking on him: "Why don't you say anything!"

The girl's palms are soft, and when she clenches her fists and hits someone, it's like scratching an itch.

She didn't have time to take back her hand, Jin Xun took advantage of the opportunity to hold her fist, and the palm of her hand almost completely wrapped the small fist.

Sang Ruo passed the current all over his body, clearly feeling the touch of his palm.

It's not as soft as a girl's hand, it seems to be covered with a thin layer of cocoon, and the temperature is scorching hot.

　ask for a ticket~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)