Chapter 4: "You can't."

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Song Qie Look at the three in front of the outstanding looks and "Song Qie" mixed with the F3, face height can not be said, now the male height is really high, I do not know "Song Qie" this mini version of 170 how to mix with the 188 group. I don't know how "Song Qie", a mini version of 170, got into this 188 group.

Eye-catching for sure, especially with Lu Beihuai standing next to these four ......

What an eye candy.

So "Song Qie" eats that well?

Not to mention, it's really nerve-wracking to be stared at like that.

"Cough cough cough ......"

His back tightened at the gazes with skeptical disbelief, and he pretended to calmly avert his face, but he couldn't hold back his sore throat and coughed twice.

"Why did you come to school, young master? Didn't I tell you to rest at home?" Lu Beihuai stood up and walked over to Song Qie, seeing that his face was red from coughing, he gently patted his back and shushed him.

"If I don't come you won't be bullied by them." Song Qie took a deep breath and turned slightly sideways to keep Lu Beihuai behind him, keeping in mind that he had to save the blackened Big Boss to save his own life, so he had to step in when he needed to.

As the words fell out of his mouth, he was caught off guard and pulled over by the taller boy across from him, slamming straight into the other man's arms and instantly letting out a gasp of surprise.

"Song Qie, what do you mean we're bullying him? We're obviously playing along, okay?"

Song Qie felt his cheeks were forced to be pinched and lifted up before he could stand still, and he looked up at the boy who pinched him with stunned eyes, his black hair was cold, and his gaze slammed right into the bottom of the opposite side's deep eyes, and there was a kind of unspeakable fear in his heart.

Holy shit, this guy's mean.

It looked like it could have killed him with one punch.

"Okay Zhou Ming, Song Qie, he's just recovered don't do this to him."

Song Qie saw the slightly more soft-spoken boy next to him walk up to him and pull him to his side, turning to touch his face, "Song Qie, what are you trying to play at again, we're not the ones bullying Lu Beihuai, that's clearly what you're saying."

He subconsciously avoided this hand that touched him, "...... Not you guys bully Lu Beihuai or who."

The moment the words fell it felt again that his shoulders were hooked, the whole back was embraced into a broad chest, and his pupils trembled, for God's sake ......

"What are you hiding from us for?"

Song Qie : "......" He is weak, pathetic and helpless standing in the middle of the tall trio, wait, even if they are good brothers will be hugged like this? Anyway, Guan Yu and Liu Bei are not hugging each other like this!

No, let him sort it out. Who is Zhou Ming, who is Shen Tingsi, and who is Xie Jingchu?

Brain in the quickest pass over, just now at the school gate to embrace him is Xie Jingchu, pinching his face is black-faced Zhou Ming, let Zhou Ming do not pinch him is Shen Tingsi, these four people are very close.

He subconsciously looked at Lu Beihuai.

Lu Beihuai, however, stood next to him, carrying a bag that was already stained with sludge, and his pants were soiled from the kneeling he had been forced to do.

But he stood by in silence, as if he had acquiesced in the misdeeds of these cynical young masters, his body filled with a low and gloomy air, obviously tall and tall-looking, without the slightest intention of resisting.

Song Qie thought to himself that he could not help Lu Beihuai if he was afraid anymore, what was going to happen in the future would still happen, and he should die, but he didn't want to die, and if he didn't want to die, he had to redeem Lu Beihuai.

He is now a second generation, I don't know how close he is to this F3, but the only thing I know is that "Song Qie" has always been a drag.

Then he ......

The broken cans are not face skinny for Lu Beihuai tug a little.

Mentally mustering up the courage, okay, it's okay, it's okay!

"I can hide if I want to." Song Qie shook off this arm behind her and twisted her head to look at him, "It's sinking Xie Jingchu, don't hug me."

That's right that's right! That's it!

Xie Jingchu saw Song Qie angry, as if accustomed to his temperamental temperament, raised his arms and arms as surrender, raised his eyebrows and smiled wilfully, "Fine, if you don't hug, don't hug, don't always be so fierce."

Song Qie caught the word 'don't always', oh, is that how Song Qie usually talks to them?

Yeah, Song Qie used to be a big hit.

But for now it was imperative to save Lu Beihuai from the gang, or at least make Lu Beihuai feel his intentions.

He ignored the three men, pushed aside their obstruction, walked over to Lu Beihuai, and took his arm, "Let's go."

"Song Qie!"

Song Qie heard the three people behind him shouting at him, he didn't say anything, anyway, no one saw him nervous if he didn't turn around, his hand tightly pulling Lu Beihuai to go.

Lu Beihuai didn't say anything and let Song Qie pull him away.

After walking along the small forest behind the dormitory building for a while, Song Qie stopped and turned her head to look at Lu Beihuai: "Lu Beihuai, I won't bully you anymore."

The words came really suddenly and inexplicably.

Lu Beihuai's hand carrying his book bag tightened two points, was silent for two seconds, and looked at him, "Good."

Song Qie: "Don't believe me?"

Lu Beihuai is silent for another two seconds and nods, "I believe."

Song Qie: "You hesitated."

"No, I trust the young master." Lu Beihuai looked at Song Qie and said, "I believe you."

Treetop shadows dappled down on the tall teenager, clean washed out shirt, sludge stained pants, worn out but not replaced sneakers, even his school bag was patch after patch.

Everything seemed so plain, making the 'I believe in you' seem incredibly sincere.

Song Qie thought, if he didn't know the end, and almost believed Lu Beihuai's words of belief, "Song Qie" was falling deeper and deeper into Lu Beihuai's seemingly loyal dog with no care in the world, and wouldn't go away even if he was beaten or scolded, and thought that Lu Beihuai was really a lickspittle, and thought that Lu Beihuai was really the one for him, and thought that Lu Beihuai was really the one for him. He thought Lu Beihuai was really a dog licker, and he thought Lu Beihuai really had to be him.

This is Lu Beihuai's purpose, to raise Song Qie, so that Song Qie will gradually lose herself in his care, and become indispensable to him.

Stupidity cannot overcome the depth of the city.

"If they get you next time, hit them back." Song Qie bends down and reaches out to pat the mud off Lu Beihuai's knees.

"I can't fight."

Song Qie sees Lu Beihuai pull his hand over to wipe his hands, pulls his hand back, can't help but frown at what he says, gazes him up and down, and reaches out to make a fist and slam Lu Beihuai's arm.

Can't fight hard?

Lu Beihuai: "?" What does this cotton fist mean?

"You're so tall and strong you can't beat them?" Song Qie withdrew her smashing hand from the pain, questioning with some certainty, "You can't."

Lu Beihuai was silent again when he heard Song Qie say he couldn't do it in such a disgusting tone.

He picked up his backpack, and when he picked it up, he threw it at Song Qie, and saw Song Qie stagger.

Song Qie was inexplicably hit by the book bag, staggered a few steps, stood steadily and covered her arm to look at Lu Beihuai: "You pushed me?"

Lu Beihuai: "?" He was really wronged.

"I even protected you just now." Song Qie was a little resentful and stared at him slyly, "Be careful that I won't cover you in the future."

Lu Beihuai: "......"

Song Qie: "It's a bit humiliating to be bullied when you've eaten so much food and grown so tall. In the future, they'll bully you and beat you back, you hear me?"

Lu Beihuai: "......"

Song Qie saw Lu Beihuai lowered his head and didn't say anything, he didn't think to say him again, after all, this person's future blackening is very scary, it's better to say less, "What's the lesson in the afternoon?"

Lu Beihuai looks to Song Qie.

Song Qie saw the unbelievable look and he coughed, "I decided to study hard." There was also the possibility of tutoring Lu Beihuai in his homework, which was still fine.

The two walked side by side toward the school building.

"You want to go to college?" Lu Beihuai asked, just listening and following his lead.

"Trying to get into Harvard, are you?"

Lu Beihuai: "......"

"You don't believe me again?" Song Qie Seeing him silent like that again.

Just as he finished speaking, his forehead was pressed by Lu Beihuai's hand.

"There's no fever either." Lu Beihuai put down his hand, finally showing a puzzled expression.

Song Qie has been acting so weird these days, what the hell is this game.

Song Qie thought to himself, "When it's time to strike, it's time to strike." He looked at Lu Beihuai seriously, "I'm just hiding my strength.

Lu Beihuai: "......"

"You doubt me again." Song Qie couldn't stand it anymore, he was close to jumping on his feet, thinking that he was a Harvard senior, once he graduated, he was hired by countless high-paying employees, it was more than enough to teach a high school student, right!!!!

"No young master, I trust you." Lu Beihuai saw the way this ancestor was about to lose his temper and thought it would be better not to mess with it.

"What do you believe about me?"

"Believe you ...... will study hard." Lu Beihuai Thinking of what is said later about going to college and going to Harvard, I really couldn't hold back and chose the one with a higher probability.

"You laugh at me?" Song Qie looks up at Lu Beihuai, eyes half narrowed, eyes warning, "You look down on me?"

The light cast from the treetops fell right on this pinkish-golden hair, and the face, not quite so good as it had been after a great illness, was translucent with white, lining the lips more and more brightly, while this delicate face was incomparably alive in spite of its unhappiness.

Beautiful indeed.

This man came from a privileged background, a young master with a proud and arrogant personality, a devil who had played him like a dog since he was a child, throwing his new shoes into the river, throwing his homework into the garbage can, cutting up his school uniform, and even humiliating him in public by making him kneel down and lick his shoes in front of all his classmates.

So there could not exist any wavering heart, to use him to climb up the ladder, and then to crush him hard from the heights, including the other three demons around him, which was the purpose of his stoicism.

"No." Lu Beihuai gazed at the petite teenager standing before him and smiled gently, "I believe you."

Song Qie: "."

Smiling like that, afraid of not wanting to kill him.

He'd better stop talking or he'll have to come back to pinch him at night.