Sang Zhi pulled him away, raised her hand with all her strength, and slapped him.

Ren Guang tilted his head and licked the corner of his lips. His lips were half-opened, and he quickly looked at Sang Zhi again, with a bit of disbelief in his eyes, and then he also raised his hand.

The next second, a man appeared next to Sang Zhi. He was tall and tall, with no expression on his face. As soon as he came up, he kicked him in the stomach.

Ren Guang didn't even react. He didn't have any defense. He groaned, took a few steps back and fell to the ground.

Then, Duan Jiaxu looked back at Sang Zhi. He observed her face and every part exposed to the air, and whispered: "Did he hit you?"

I don't know why he suddenly appeared here, but Sang Zhi's spirit relaxed instantly and her voice trembled.

"No."

Duan Jiaxu stared at her arm: "What's wrong with the hand?"

Sang Zhi sniffed: "Allergic."

"Go and wait outside." Duan Jiaxu touched her head and comforted her, "Don't be afraid."

After saying that, he walked over and squatted next to Ren Guang.

Duan Jiaxu had exerted a lot of force just now, and Ren Guang still hadn't gotten up yet, clutching his stomach and gasping. He stared at Ren Guang, the corners of his lips slowly raised, and he said casually: "Classmate, who are you bullying?

."

Ren Guang lost his temper and kicked him: "Fuck, you must be sick."

Guessing his move, Duan Jiaxu stepped on his leg directly. He was still smiling, his eyes curved into moon hooks, and he looked particularly gentle. But his behavior was completely inconsistent with his expression.

Listening to his painful screams, Duan Jiaxu slowly moved his legs away, grabbed his hair, knocked his head to the ground, and asked again.

"Who are you bullying?"

There were onlookers nearby, mostly students. The owner of the store heard the commotion and rushed out to break up the fight, fearing that it would affect his business.

Zhang Ping also came out. He recognized Duan Jiaxu and was afraid that he would cause trouble at the police station, so he couldn't help but said: "Brother, forget it."

Duan Jiaxu seemed to be unable to listen to anything. He looked extremely beautiful, gentle and approachable. However, his strength was merciless, and his features were full of cruelty and no warmth.

Like a god who just climbed out of hell.

Sang Zhi was also afraid that something would happen, so she called him anxiously: "Duan Jiaxu!"

Hearing this, Duan Jiaxu's movements stopped. He lowered his eyelids, released the hand holding Ren Guang's hair, and chuckled: "Forget it, I'm afraid of scaring my girl."

"..."

"Also, let me tell you something. Even if my girl really wants to cheat on you, she won't do this to you -" Duan Jiaxu wiped the blood from his hand on Ren Guang's clothes, lowered his voice and said gently, "Come on

Humiliate me."

Most of Ren Guang's injuries were flesh injuries. He was obviously extremely angry, his chest was heaving, and his words seemed to be squeezed out from his teeth: "I want to call the police."

Sang Zhi pulled Duan Jiaxu behind her, not afraid of trouble at all: "Okay, I will also call the police and accuse you of sexually harassing me."

Zhang Ping echoed: "Junior, we all saw it just now. You were the one who started the trouble."

Even Ren Guang's romantic partner no longer stood by him. After all, one night, it could be seen that it was Ren Guang who kept holding on to Sang Zhi.

Others tried to persuade him to fight.

A girl who knew Ren Guang said: "Sister, please go first. We can just communicate with him."

Duan Jiaxu was really not afraid, but became interested. When others tried to persuade him, he took the initiative to hand his phone to Ren Guang: "You can report it."

There is no punishment for this kind of injury. At most, some compensation can be given.

Ren Guang would be worried that Sang Zhi really went to sue him for sexual harassment. Even if the case could not be established, it would not be good if it spread to the school. He stared at Duan Jiaxu without saying a word, his expression a little unwilling.

He just cursed: "You must be sick."

"You try to trouble her again." Duan Jiaxu smiled, "I'm really not afraid of going to jail."

This was the first time that Sang Zhi saw Duan Jiaxu looking so angry. She tried her best to pull him away, and she was obviously a little annoyed by his words: "What do you mean by not being afraid of going to jail?"

Duan Jiaxu looked at her: "How long has this person been pestering you?"

"..." Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment, then thought about it, "About a month, but he didn't show up much some time ago."

Duan Jiaxu lowered his eyes with no emotion on his face: "Why didn't you tell me?"

Sang Zhi said honestly: "I'm afraid you won't be happy."

"Have you ever been bullied before?"

"No." Sang Zhi's grievance came up again and she muttered, "I'm not that easy to bully."

"Drinking?"

"I had a drink," Sang Zhi said, "but I drank it on an empty stomach, which made me feel a little uncomfortable."

"Um."

Seeing that he was going in the wrong direction, Sang Zhi asked, "Where are you going?"

Duan Jiaxu: "Hospital."

The rash on her body became more and more obvious and looked shocking.

Sang Zhi shook his head: "Just buy some medicine. I don't want to go to the hospital."

Duan Jiaxu hummed again and did not stop him.

"Why did you come here? Didn't you say you didn't have time?"

"It took me some time."

"Oh." Sang Zhi thought for a moment and explained to him, "I didn't mean to lie to you. I felt that I would go back very late today because I was afraid that you would be worried over there, and I was right outside the school, so there was nothing unsafe.

of."

Duan Jiaxu's mood was very low: "I know."

Sang Zhi was indeed pleasantly surprised when she saw him, and her little grievances quickly disappeared. She began to tell him about recent events, her eyes widened with smiles, and her mood gradually improved.

Duan Jiaxu responded a few words from time to time, but his words became obviously less frequent.

The two went to a nearby pharmacy to buy medicine and then returned to their residence.

Sang Zhi sat on the sofa and started to look at the red rash on his body, feeling a little depressed: "I just ate that kebab, and I realized it was beef after eating it. I didn't eat much, I just ate a few skewers, and I thought it was fine.

."

Duan Jiaxu took two bottles of water from the kitchen and poured them into the hot water kettle to boil.

He grabbed Sang Zhi's hand and reminded: "Don't scratch it."

Sang Zhi responded obediently: "Oh."

In the living room, the only sound was the hot water kettle. Sang Zhi stared at his face and asked casually: "When are you going back?"

Duan Jiaxu: "I haven't thought about it."

"Then let's go out and play tomorrow?"

"Um."

Sang Zhi talked to him for a while, and then realized that he seemed to be in a bad mood. He was squeezing out words like toothpaste. He seemed not to want to talk to her.

Just in time for the water to boil.

Duan Jiaxu poured some hot water into the cup and mixed it with cold water: "Take medicine."

Sang Zhi swallowed the medicine and said hesitantly: "Are you angry?"

Duan Jiaxu smiled: "Why am I angry?"

"..." His tone made Sang Zhi instantly confirm his guess.

She was confused: "Why are you angry?"

Duan Jiaxu stood up and walked to the kitchen: "Go take a shower and apply medicine later."

Sang Zhi subconsciously followed him and said anxiously: "Are you angry with me?"

"No."

"I just thought that since we are so far away, I must tell you good things." Sang Zhi could only guess that this was the reason, and tugged at the corner of his clothes to show weakness, "And it's really nothing.

thing……"

Duan Jiaxu: "That was nothing happened just now?"

Sang Zhi said: "Then I didn't expect him to be like this."

"What can you think of in advance? In this case," Duan Jiaxu looked away and took out the materials from the refrigerator, without any smile in his words, "You don't have to tell me anything in the future."

His tone of voice was still calm, but it seemed to have a thorn in it.

Sang Zhi looked at him steadily and said in a low voice that seemed almost inaudible: "I won't be like this again."

Duan Jiaxu stopped mentioning this matter: "Go take a shower."

The small grievance just now was piled up by the hundreds due to his accusations. Sang Zhi's nose was sore, and she choked up unknowingly when she spoke: "I'm sorry."
To be continued...