“Yes, we’ve fought before, of course we know each other.” Song Xianji said, puzzled.
Shen Zhifei was too lazy to explain. He tossed him the black pocket hidden in the inside of his down jacket, raised his head and pointed to a narrow alley not far away, "Go there and wait, and hide your face."
After saying that, he strode forward.
Song Xianji looked at the bag in his hand, which was still warm from his body, and smiled.
A top student is a top student; even when doing something bad, they consider things more thoroughly than others.
"Hey buddy, what's the meaning of you coming here looking for a fight without saying a word?"
Gu Fengkai threw his schoolbag aside, pressed his neck left and right, and his joints cracked twice, but the effect of showing off was greatly reduced because of his knocked-out front tooth.
He speaks with a lisp, which sounds funny and comical.
Shen Zhifei pursed her lips and remained silent, only beckoning him provocatively.
"Damn, you're insane."
Gu Fengkai spat at him and strode towards him, intending to teach him a lesson. But then he heard hurried footsteps behind him and realized something was wrong. He turned around to defend himself, but before he could see the attacker, everything went black as his head was covered by a black cloth.
The moment his vision was taken away, Gu Fengkai was a little scared, and countless bloody scenes from horror movies flashed through his mind.
He struggled and resisted fiercely, and the cries for help that burst from his throat were more pitiful than those of a pig being slaughtered.
Song Xianji tightened the cloth bag around his head, and Shen Zhifei kicked Gu Fengkai's knee, bending it. Then he unleashed a series of punches on Gu Fengkai, who screamed in pain as his hands were twisted behind his back by Song Xianji, leaving him powerless to fight back.
This crushing brutality lasted less than two minutes, but after a barrage of punches and kicks, Gu Fengkai was sore all over, as if every part of him had been hit hard with a blunt object. He could only lie on the ground groaning.
"Let's go." Shen Zhifei had no intention of lingering any longer and got up to walk towards the alley entrance.
Song Xianji raised an eyebrow at him in surprise, but before he could speak, the academic star glared at him and immediately fell silent. He took a step to follow, then turned back, kicked Gu Fengkai, and ran away.
The two quickly turned onto another street and entered a shopping mall, blending into the bustling crowd, so they no longer had to worry about Gu Fengkai chasing after them.
Song Xianji put his arm around the ice-cold person again and said regretfully, "You've studied Taekwondo, so why don't you challenge him to a fair fight? Fighting with your head covered isn't fun at all. And you won't let me show my face to speak. Are you that afraid he'll recognize which school you went to?"
Shen Zhifei pushed him away without explaining.
He tried his best to protect his personal information, not out of cowardice, but because he didn't want Gu Fengkai to have the opportunity to discover his connection with Song Lang and thus take out his anger on Song Lang for today's beating.
Song Xianji, still unwilling to give up, leaned closer: "Seriously? We're practically comrades-in-arms, it's so hurtful to keep people at arm's length like this."
Shen Zhifei was still thinking about Song Lang, so she turned and walked out of the mall, saying, "I should go home now. Goodbye."
"Wait, I'll take you back."
"No need."
"So when shall we have our match? You haven't forgotten your promise, have you?"
"We'll see."
Shen Zhifei quickly disappeared from Song Xianji's sight, not even giving him a chance to say "goodbye".
He turned back to the entrance of No. 18 Middle School, where students were still walking out in a few scattered groups. Shen Zhifei glanced at the time, unlocked his car, and sped home.
He ran into Song Lang at the entrance of the apartment building.
Song Lang was squatting in the corner, holding a small piece of steamed bun in his hand, feeding the stray cats in the neighborhood.
When she saw him return, she glanced at his flying hair, then lowered her head and casually fed the cat dry food.
"elder brother."
Shen Zhifei parked the car to the side and walked over to stand in front of him.
Song Lang didn't answer until the stray cat finished eating the last small piece of steamed bun, then he said, "Where have you been? Why are you only coming home now?"
" Went to the bookstore."
Shen Zhifei squatted down and gently stroked the stray cat's back.
Song Lang stared at his hands for a long time and said, "Didn't I tell you to wear gloves when you go out? Your knuckles are all red, don't they hurt?"
It must have hurt a lot to beat someone up like that.
Shen Zhifei paused, then smiled and said, "Okay, I'll remember that next time."
Song Lang reached out and pressed down on his shoulder, seemingly casually brushing off non-existent dust.
"It's dirty. Be careful when you go out in the future, and avoid messy or shady things."
After saying that, he pressed Shen Zhifei's shoulder to stand up, sniffed, and walked into the apartment building.
"Go home, it's fucking cold outside."
Shen Zhifei turned to look at his hunched figure and vaguely felt that Song Lang's words had a hidden meaning. Did he see her at the school gate just now?
The two entered the house one after the other. During lunch, Shen Lingyu said to Shen Zhifei, "Feifei, is your winter vacation homework heavy? Your Aunt Meng wants to ask you to tutor Meng Fanxing and give that child some extra lessons. I said I'd discuss it with you when I get back. If you're not willing, Mom will help you refuse."
Song Lang said decisively, "He'll go."
Shen Lingyu tossed a piece of braised pork into his bowl, saying, "Eat your food, you're everywhere."
Song Lang picked up a piece of meat and brought it to Shen Zhifei's mouth, "Eat it, it'll give you more energy to beat people up."
Shen Zhifei and Shen Lingyu both turned their gazes toward him.