Saving The Villain Boy

Yan Qiwei regrets now, very regretful.

She loosened Liang Bozhong's collar, packed up the ferocious appearance of hating iron and steel, and smiled in Liang Xiaozai's direction: "Mr. Liang, why are you here?"

Liang Bozhong gritted his teeth: "Brother, do you know each other?"

Before Liang Xiao had time to speak, the policeman next to him opened his mouth with a serious face: "That's it. We received a report that there were young people gathering to fight nearby. This little classmate was the leader of the group. He ran away after the fight. , We can’t find anyone, so we can only contact the parents to find him."

It turns out that this is the "urgent matter" in Liang Xiao's mouth. But... the group is arrogant.

Yan Qiwei repeated the word in her heart, and she couldn't connect it to the harmless little fat man seven years ago.

Tsk tsk, the posterity is terrible.

As soon as she saw Liang Xiao, the arrogance of Liang Bozhong's previous confrontation with her disappeared. He was a little confused and tried to give a pale and feeble explanation: "Brother, it was the group of people in the second middle school who provoked us first."

Yan Qiwei quietly raised her hand to cover the corners of her lips. Liang Bozhong had hardly given Liang Xiao a good face in the past. He didn't expect that these two characters have completely flipped over now, which is really pleasing.

"Classmates, the severity of this incident is not small. You should leave it to the police station." The little policeman grinned and turned to Yan Qiwei, "Thank you for the help of this enthusiastic lady. Thanks to this. You can restrain him so that we can find this kid so easily."

She is not like her, she is just a delicate little white flower, and she will never do things like pulling and pulling with bad boys.

Yan Qiwei politely smiled back: "No thanks, I should."

Liang Xiao sighed tiredly, "Miss Yan, just laughed, this is my brother Liang Bozhong."

"Miss Yan, she is Yan Qiwei?" Liang Bozhong looked at her again in disbelief. "No, my mother said that Yan Qiwei is courteous, gentle and virtuous, this, this..."

Do you have any comments?

Yan Qiwei snorted coldly, and smiled gently on her face: "Auntie Chen is overwhelmed."

The farce quickly ended with a group of enthusiastic ladies and civilians.

Liang Bozhong was about to get into the police car, when he was about to obediently step into the police car, when he heard the woman behind him whispering "Hey".

He turned his head impatiently, and happened to see her walking towards him quickly, raising his right hand quickly. The young man shrank reflexively, but the expected slap did not fall off, but a burst of laughter passed through his ears.

Yan Qiwei's voice is clear and clean, and her laughter seems to be dripping with clear water. If you ignore her mischievous tone, you can be said to be completely sweet: "Is such a courage so small, are you scared?"

"Who was scared by you..."

Liang Bozhong raised his eyes and glared at her angrily. Before he could finish his words, a cool dampness spread on his forehead. Seeing that his forehead was stained with blood, Yan Qiwei subconsciously took out a wet tissue from his bag for him because of his sister’s sense of responsibility. Wipe it away.

Although she was wearing high heels, she was still much shorter than Liang Bozhong, so she could only look up at the wound on his forehead, and while wiping it, she muttered bitterly: "Be good in the future and don't worry about family members anymore."

Except for Chen Jiayi and Aunt Shen, he has never had such close contact with other women.

The roots of the ears of the little devil in the mixed world were quietly red, and his tongue was knotted for a long time before he suffocated a word: "Fuck!"

Out of revenge for this word, Yan Qiwei increased the force of her fingers on the wound.

Liang Bozhong was eventually taken away in the **** and tearful accusation against her.

Yan Qiwei didn't expect that so many things happened in just one day. As soon as she went home, she languidly collapsed on the sofa. Suddenly, her mobile phone dinged, showing the news.

Tiredness disappeared without a trace at the moment when she saw the letter, she held a suddenly accelerating heart, and when she clicked on the chat interface, she couldn't help her breathing.

Liang Xiao: [Miss Yan, thank you for your help today. ]

She couldn't help but raise her mouth, lying on the sofa and typing: [No thanks. I hope my brother’s matter can be resolved as soon as possible. ]

He paused for a while, then sent another message.

[Miss Yan knew Bo Zhong before? ]

Yan Qiwei returned without thinking: [This is the first time I have seen him. ]

[But,] He typed very quickly, [he said you called his name. ]

There was a thump in my heart.

By the way, when I first saw Liang Bozhong, he asked his name in a very uncertain tone.

At that time, her mouth was quick, how could she forget it.

However, Yan Qiwei couldn't tell anyone the truth at all. She thought for a long time before she responded with a hint of luck: [This is a secret. ]

The secrets that can't be told are only hers.

If Liang Xiao could have even the slightest interest in her, would these clues link her to Liang Wei, who has long passed away?

This is a beautiful fantasy, but people always have some hope for the unattainable beauty.

It took a long time for Liang Xiao to reply this time.

[Ok. Bo Zhong is not sensible, and I hope Miss Yan can forgive him for his offense. After the matter is resolved, I will take him to invite you to dinner as compensation, and Bo Zhong will personally apologize to Miss Yan. ]

can! Quasi-play! Brother is good!

Yan Qiwei's mood that was so gloomy because of the hurried end of the date was instantly clearer, and she was so happy that her legs were dangling in the air, and she smiled back.

[Actually, you don't need to be so dismissive, I really trouble you! ] First make a polite remark, and then change the topic, [You can decide the time and place, I can do it. ]

[Does Miss Yan have any ingredients to avoid? ]

[Carrots and offal. ] She paused and added another sentence with embarrassment, [and...the green onion doesn't like it too much. ]

Liang Xiao: [Okay, I get it. ]

Yan Qiwei was blessed in disguise, but this joy did not last long-now it's summer, and according to the plot of the novel in her mind, Liang Xiao should be about to meet the heroine.

He used the latter as a stand-in because of the similarity of Liang Wei, paranoid almost crazy, and finally ended in tragedy. She secretly made up her mind that she would not let Liang Xiao fall into the set tragic fate.

The sleepy vines eroded her consciousness, and Yan Qiwei closed her eyes groggyly.

When Yan Qiwei woke up, she saw a snowy white, and the smell of disinfectant pouring into her nasal cavity, it was hard to say how good it smelled.

She was caught off guard against a pair of flushing eyes-Liang Xiao didn't know how long he had been guarding the bed, bloodshot like a spider web crawling to the white of his eyes. At the moment she saw her open her eyes, a light flashed through the boy's originally dark and dull eyes, like a stone falling into the stagnant water.

He smiled in relief, and asked her softly, "Are there any discomforts?"

Why was Liang Xiao so gentle when he was a teenager.

"I'm much better." Yan Qiwei shook her head, "Thank you."

"The doctor said that your relapse caused heart palpitations. It is not a serious problem. You must rest well in the future." He sighed with relief. "It's getting late now. Uncle Chen is waiting outside. Let's go home directly."

The chaotic memory finally gradually became clear at this time. She helped Guo Mengmeng in the cafeteria to get out of her head. The next second, her heart convulsed and she passed out and fell unconscious.

Yan Qiwei nodded in response, and walked out of the ward behind Liang Xiao.

There are several unread messages from Guo Mengmeng accumulated on the phone, most of which are asking her whether her physical condition has improved.

Yan Qiwei warmed her heart, lowered her head and typed back to her: [I'm already awake, no big problem, thank you. ]

[I have nothing to be thankful for. Thanks to your brother who has been taking care of you after the accident. ] She sent another message soon, [Thank you for helping me. ]

Yan Qiwei quietly glanced at Liang Xiao next to her, and asked her with full curiosity: [What happened after I fainted? ]

[Liang Xiao took you to the school infirmary, and then called 120. I don’t think he looks like a fake, he is really worried about you. But...] Guo Mengmeng was separated by another paragraph, [He looked at Ye Man and their expressions at the time... it was terrible. ]

[I don't know how to describe it. It's not the ferocious eyes of other bad boys, but it's cold and cruel, making people feel chilly when they look at it. ]

[You have never been in contact before, so I don’t know what kind of person he is, so let’s be more careful. ]

Liang Xiao's cold and cruel eyes... actually wanted to see it.

Yan Qiwei was holding her mobile phone and carefully shifted her gaze to the silent boy next to her. In the evening twilight, she could only see his smooth and delicate side face, which was vague, with obvious meekness and shyness, and seemed to melt into the night.

Liang Xiao noticed her gaze and looked down slightly.

He was still not used to the sudden gaze of others, blushing a little shyly, pursing his lips and smiling at her softly: "What's the matter?"

"I'm thinking," Yan Qiwei smiled and blinked, lowering her voice with interest, "what do you look like when you are angry."

She thought about it, and added: "But I hope you never get angry, just keep being happy."

Her voice was soft and soft, scratching like a cat's claws in the ears of a young man in the drowsy night.

They were sitting side by side in the car, some warm breath spreading in the small space, dyeing his white ears.

Liang Xiao lowered her eyes and dared not look directly at her, took a deep breath, her words with tension and urgency.

"As long as you are fine."

"That's right! You must remember that I don't eat carrots, offal and green onions." She didn't know what she was thinking of, and she suddenly stepped forward and said a little abruptly, "Don't forget!" "

Liang Xiao smiled.

"it is good."

The author has something to say: little boy, I love (*/?＼*) thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

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