Xing Jiahe did not answer.
When they arrived at the station, he urged Xu Kexin to get off the bus.
Xu Kexin had no choice but to get off first.
Then she saw Xing Jiahe carrying a man out of the car, his face extremely cold.
"I am your elder! What are you doing?! You little brat, in broad daylight, do you want to... Ah!"
The arrogant curses were turned into screams by a kick from Xing Jiahe.
Then came countless punches.
Xing Jiahe held the man by his collar and smashed him down without a word.
Xu Kexin stood frozen in place. She remembered who that man was.
On the bus, standing diagonally behind her, the person who had touched her butt.
The man was not young, probably about the same age as Xu Ziliang.
Xu Kexin instantly felt disgusted and ran to the flower bed to vomit.
But she couldn't spit anything out.
The crowd of onlookers grew larger. Xu Kexin, afraid of causing trouble, quickly grabbed Xing Jiahe.
"Stop hitting him! Be careful not to kill him!"
Xing Jiahe obediently stopped, but did not get up immediately.
Instead, he took out his phone from his pocket, opened a video, and showed it to the man.
"If you dare to call the police, I'll send you to jail."
Seeing the irrefutable evidence, the cursing man instantly shut up.
Xing Jiahe sneered, "You deserved this beating. Behave yourself next time."
After speaking, he let go of the man, stood up, and tidied his hat.
His dazzling golden hair was even more striking in the afterglow of the sunset.
Xu Kexin's eyes flickered as she looked at him for a moment. "...Thank you."
"It's nothing."
The boy's voice was still clear and clean, as if he hadn't been the one hitting someone just now.
Xu Kexin lowered her eyes and saw his untied shoelace.
She squatted down and tied it for him.
Xing Jiahe frowned slightly and pulled her up. "What are you doing?"
"Your shoelace..."
His usually indifferent eyes were rare in their innocence and bewilderment.
Xing Jiahe's throat bobbed as he pursed his lips. "You don't need to do this, I can do it myself."
He said it a bit sternly.
Xu Kexin thought he was unhappy that she touched him, so she sensibly took a step back. "Oh."
Xing Jiahe actually wanted to say "I can do things like this myself," but it came out as a reprimand.
He didn't know how to explain; he wasn't good at these things.
After some thought, he decided to call the police station, told them about what had just happened, and sent them the video.
He had taken it by accident, it did not capture Xu Kexin, only the man the whole time.
"What time do you get off work?" Xing Jiahe asked, putting away his phone.
Xu Kexin glanced at the time, her heart suddenly tightening. "Ten minutes left."
Xing Jiahe directly hailed a taxi. Xu Kexin instinctively prepared to refuse.
Xing Jiahe unceremoniously shoved her inside.
Then he opened the passenger door himself.
The situation being as it was, Xu Kexin could only report the address.
It was a shame about the money; taking the bus was so much cheaper.
As she was thinking, a hand reached out from the front, with fair skin and light pink fingertips.
Her money, which she had given him, lay in his broad palm.
"Hmm?"
Xu Kexin looked up, not understanding.
Xing Jiahe rubbed his forehead. "I have money, you don't need to..."
Before he could finish speaking, Xu Kexin took most of the money, leaving only enough for the fare.
Xing Jiahe: "..."
She calculated it so precisely.
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Before the movie started, the two ate dinner at Song Jiamiao's place.
Wen Tingxue absolutely loved Aunt Qin's savory pancakes.
She missed them terribly if she didn't eat them for a day.
However, fortunately, she could draw.
Song Jiamiao liked Pikachu and didn't have much pocket money, so she made him bring her a savory pancake every morning.
For a whole month, thirty yuan was not too expensive.
"What movie do you want to watch?"
Yu Wenli squeezed her palm and asked, looking down.
"Hmm..."
Wen Tingxue looked up at the dazzling array of movie posters.
She didn't follow the entertainment industry and didn't have any favorite celebrities.
So, choosing a movie was entirely based on intuition.
Just as she was about to pick one at random, she overheard a couple next to them talking about a certain movie being good.
They were excitedly saying they had been waiting for it for a long time.
Wen Tingxue thought, if they were that excited, it must be good.
So she said to Yu Wenli, "Let's watch this one."
She pointed to the poster of the movie the couple had mentioned.
Yu Wenli took a look. It was a romance film.
Very good.
Suitable for today's atmosphere.
So the two bought tickets, got popcorn, and prepared to enter.
Just one second before ticket checking, Yu Wenli received a call, his expression changed slightly, and he said to Wen Tingxue:
"You go in and watch first, brother will be back soon."
"Where are you going?"
Wen Tingxue hugged the popcorn he handed her, her eyes a little disappointed.
Yu Wenli pursed his lips, and in the end, he just ruffled her hair and said softly:
"Trust your brother, I'll be back soon."
With that, he turned and left, his black windbreaker slicing through the air, as if it had started raining only for her.
Wen Tingxue, holding the popcorn, waited until the last second before the movie began.
He still hadn't returned.
Her eyes felt a little moist. She looked up at the ceiling, then turned to get her ticket checked.
The seats were the best in the house, and walking there required passing many people.
After saying "excuse me" countless times, Wen Tingxue finally found her seat.
The movie started with a breakup scene, and Wen Tingxue immediately burst into tears.
Who said the movie was good? It was terrible. The whole time, it was either the male lead crying, or the female lead crying.
Or they were hugging and crying together.
Wen Tingxue felt that this kind of movie shouldn't be watched alone.
Because when the male and female leads are hugging and crying, and everyone else around you is also crying, you would feel like an outsider.
The movie wasn't long, only an hour and forty-five minutes.
He still hadn't returned.
WeChat, QQ, messages, calls, all silent.
Wen Tingxue cried until she was tired, and no longer cared what he was doing.
She wiped away her tears with her sleeve and walked out with the popcorn that wasn't sweet at all.
The wind felt a little cold on her skin. Wen Tingxue shivered, her eyes swollen from crying, making her vision blurry.
She squinted for a while to make sure, then spotted the subway entrance.
Just as she was about to go over, a group of people suddenly surrounded her.
"Oh, this young lady looks familiar. Why are you here alone?"
Yu Jie rudely grabbed a handful of popcorn and ate it.
Wen Tingxue didn't want to talk to her and turned to leave.
Yu Jie blocked her again, her voice soft. "Why are you leaving? Don't you want to know where your 'Brother Yu' went?"
"..."
Wen Tingxue stopped in her tracks. After a moment, she looked up.
Her eyes, swollen from crying, were red and pitiful.
"You know?"
She asked, her voice hoarse and soft.
Yu Jie hated that look of hers the most; she was naturally seductive.
"Of course I know. He went to see my good friend."
Wen Tingxue didn't believe her.
Yu Jie leaned closer. "My good friend is Tong Jiayi. When Yu Wenli left, did he receive a phone call?"
Her tone was very certain. Wen Tingxue's expression changed slightly.
Yu Jie smirked triumphantly. "You can't handle that? You're really fragile."
Wen Tingxue pushed the popcorn back into her hand and turned to leave. Yu Jie grabbed her shoulder, forcing her to listen.
"Yu Wenli has a scar near his eye, you know that, right?"
Wen Tingxue didn't say anything, but her expression betrayed her.
Yu Jie smiled. "Do you know who he got that scar near his eye for?"