It was not until Cheng Fang threw down the stick and left, the atmosphere that had been tense and congested finally loosened in an instant.

The man who was provoking trouble was so scared that he was sweating all over. When time was weak, he almost couldn't stand.

The surroundings began to talk again.

"Why did you make a fuss with him?"

"Everyone knows that Cheng Fang has a bad temper and has a ill brain. If he really wants to hit someone, there is no serious one."

Jiang Beibei and the others were also frightened.

After a while, he realized it and was frightened in a daze: "Oh my god, he is really terrible."

Although he was terrifyingly fierce when he was angry just now, one thing I have to say is that they never thought that he was so beautiful.

In his extremely delicate eyes, he was filled with anger, but his ruffian was so angry that he didn't dare to get close to him any longer.

"But he seemed to be normal at once." Jiang Beibei was stunned for a while and muttered: "What a weird person."

What a pity, it’s a waste of my face.

Ming Xing drooped her eyes, and at that moment she felt her heart beating "bumped". I don't know if it was because of fear or something, but I just couldn't calm down.

When Ming Xing came back in the afternoon, Grandma Cheng was sitting in the yard to select vegetables, with neatly sized codes, and it seemed that she was going to sell it.

"Today, I went to the market and sold vegetables quickly. I bought half of them by the one who sold roast duck."

Grandma Cheng smiled kindly and saw Ming Xing coming back, she stopped her movements and said with a smile: "Ming Xing is about to go eat roast duck."

Ming Xing remembered listening to others talking about what happened today on the way back.

I heard that someone said something bad in front of Grandma Cheng, but later Cheng Fang found out, so he went to settle the score with someone.

Ming Xing is not sure what was said and what happened.

But she seemed to hear the word "crime jail"...

"Grandma, where is Cheng Fang?" Ming Xing looked into the room inside, asked in a low voice.

"He hasn't come home yet." Grandma Cheng said: "Don't worry about him, he doesn't know where he's going all day long."

"When I go out early tomorrow morning and sell these dishes, it will be almost done."

Ming Xing moved a small stool, sat down next to her grandma, and began to help her choose vegetables.

"You don't need you, go back to the house to rest." Although grandma said this on her mouth, she smiled even happier.

"It's okay, I'm on holiday today, I have time." Ming Xing said.

Since this is the case, Grandma Cheng didn't say anything anymore, and taught Mingxing how to choose this dish, and then started chatting with her happily.

The atmosphere in the yard was very happy.

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In the evening, Ming Xing and Grandma Cheng ate roast duck together.

Cheng Fang didn't come back until dinner time. Grandma Cheng was obviously a little worried about him, so she kept looking out while eating.

I knew that something would happen to him was just worried that he would not eat at night and be hungry.

"Leave him a big duck leg, and these are all his favorite dishes."

Grandma neatly ordered the dishes and put them back in the pot and heat them up.

Ming Xing also went back to the room.

She took a shower at night and watched for a while. The group was having fun chatting, so Ming Xing chatted with them for a while.

I didn't pay attention to the time, it was already eleven o'clock.

She was about to go to bed.

Before going to bed, I took a look outside the window.

There was no movement in Cheng Fang's room.

Ming Xing was not worried about him, but he was always a little strange.

She got up and prepared to close the window.

But at this moment, she saw a figure in the yard.

Judging from the clothes, it was Cheng Fang.

He sat on the steps, wearing a black T-shirt, covered in dirt, and blood on his arms, as if he had been scratched by something, with blood marks.

He just sat there, motionless.

Ming Xingduo glanced at it twice and remembered the scene in the afternoon.

Grandma Cheng also left him supper, and Ming Xing thought about whether to tell him something and let him eat supper.

But then I thought about it and forgot it, it would be better not to talk to Cheng Fang.

So she was about to close the window.

"Look at me, are you scaring you?" Cheng Fang suddenly made a sound, turned his head and looked back, staring at the person by the window, and sneered.

"Do you think you look like a lunatic?"

His face was also very dirty, his chin was a little scratched, his eyebrows were dirty and black, and his lips were bent, and he was a very gangster.

"If you teach someone a lesson, you have to do it, otherwise he will not have a memory."

In the dark night, his decadent and deep voice was particularly clear.

Ming Xing stood at the window, and the wind blew her cheeks and her hair was raising lightly, thinking, but he didn't really do anything...

Moreover, he was doing it for his grandmother, not doing it for no reason.

If you say this, the fighting behavior seems to be a little bit understandable.

"I suddenly saw you and seemed to wake up."

Cheng Fang seemed to see what she was thinking and said, "I don't want to hit someone in front of you."

She was already afraid of him enough. If she hit someone in front of her, she would be more afraid.

He said he was only nineteen years old, arrogant and violently solved problems, childish and boring.

But his eyes and tone of speaking made people feel that he was not doing anything randomly.

Just have firmness, what you want.

Or, there is maturity beyond this age.

Cheng lowered his head and saw that his clothes were dirty. Suddenly he thought of something, laughed and said softly: "Make the clothes you washed for me so dirty..."

"I'm sorry..."

This is really inexplicable.

His clothes get dirty if they get dirty. Why do you say sorry to her?

"When Teacher Ming teaches, he must not like students like me the most."

He said it with his own heart, and ignored Ming Xingli.

At that moment, Ming Xing stood looking at him, although he still felt scary and felt a little unbearable.

She spoke and finally spoke: "Grandma has left you supper, and it's still hot in the pot."

After the words came, Cheng Fang looked up at her, as if he was looking at her face carefully, and kept watching, without any intention of looking away.

She is really the kind of softness he has never touched in his life.

In this dark and deep night, she is like a soft moon, making people feel weak in their hearts.

The stars in the sky lost their glory beside her.

"What are you looking at..." Ming Xing's lips moved, and he pinched his hand on the window, trying to close the window, but at that moment, he felt weak in his hands and didn't even have the strength to close the window.

There was a bright light in her eyes and clear eyes. She looked so beautiful.

"I look at you for a few more times, but I think I'm dirty, right?" Cheng Fang smiled without caring, then closed his eyes and stood up.

"Ming Xing, did you hear anything today?" This is what Cheng Fang really wanted to ask.

I was a little cautious, but I didn't dare to ask.

Ming Xing probably knows what he means.

She heard some, but didn't ask in detail.

This is someone else's business. She is not so gossipy and doesn't have to know.

She was silent and didn't say anything.

His expression was very cold.

"Okay, I'll go for supper."

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Cheng Fang bent his lips and turned to the kitchen.
To be continued...