Chapter 1: You like it so much, why don't you sit closer?

Narrow, cramped alleys.

The walls on both sides were mottled with half-torn advertisements for heavy money. The alley rattled with the sound of clashing fists and flesh, and a few coarse insults popped up every now and then.

Wang Luan arrived just as a heartbreaking whimper came from inside. His heart trembled, and he raised the baseball bat he had just stolen from his house, shouting as he rushed into the alley, "Damn you sneak attacking bastards, touching my brother! None of you will escape today! Yu Fan, hold on, I'll--"

Seeing the scene in the alley, Wang Luan's steps came to a hard stop and he swallowed his unspoken words.

He saw several people lying on the ground in seven different ways, all of them covering the pain and gasping for breath, and the most wretched of them, the flat-headed man's mouth still vaguely emitted the sound of pained intake of breath.

A man stood beside the flat-headed man.

The boy was long, with sleeves pulled up to his elbows, revealing a white, thin arm.

Yu Fan wiped the corners of his mouth and patted away the ash that had rubbed off on him, crouching down slowly and lowering his eyes to the ground.

With a folding knife in a closed state in his hand, he slapped Flathead's face and whispered rhetorically, "Hit me once you see me from now on?"

Just also flaming arrogant flat head man at the moment eyes closed tightly, lying peacefully: "No ...... I was the original words were not so ......"

Yu Fan said, "Bring a few more people next time."

"......"

Twenty minutes ago, Wang Luan gave Yu Fan a call, want to ask Yu Fan to go to the Internet, who knew that just chatting a couple of sentences on the other end of the phone, something happened - Yu Fan was blocked, listening to the movement, the other party also brought several people.

Yu Fan hurriedly threw down a sentence "I'll talk to you later" and hung up the phone, giving Wang Luan anxious, but fortunately he asked Yu Fan's location in advance, and immediately called a car in a hurry.

Wang Luan put down his baseball bat in embarrassment and counted five people lying on the ground, all of them tall and big.

Yu Fan got up and casually tossed the folding pocketknife into his pocket, dropping a, "Let's go," as he passed him.

It was only when Yu Fan walked out a little way that Wang Luan came back to his senses and turned back to catch up with him with a baseball bat.

A few hundred meters out of the alley was the familiar street, and a few steps to the right was the front door of their school.

Because school hadn't started yet, the area around the school was cold and quiet.

The two went into the milk tea store they usually frequented.

After saying hello to the boss's wife, Wang Luan looked at the familiar store and the pedestrians coming and going, and finally let out a sigh of relief in his heart, "Shit, I'm fucking scared to death! Why don't you wait for me?"

Yu Fan bought a pack of paper towels and picked a bench outside the store to sit down: "Waiting for you? At your speed, you'll only be in time to cover me with a white cloth."

"Blah, blah, blah!" Wang Luan said, "I didn't ask you to stand around and wait, why don't you run? There are so many of them, what if you don't beat them?"

"Tired, don't want to run."

Wang Luan nodded, that is indeed a bit more tiring than your one to five.

Yu Fan's face was bruised in two pieces, the corner of his mouth had a bit of blood hanging from it, and his clothes were also dirty. A few pedestrians occasionally passed by and couldn't help but look sideways.

He took out a tissue and wiped it perfunctorily twice, "Where did you just say you were going to go online?"

"You're going when you're like this? Forget it." Wang Luan picked up his cell phone, pressed the voice button and said, "Hey you all don't come over, Yu Fan alone knocked them over, don't come, don't come."

"And you called someone?"

"Of course, or else we'd be at a disadvantage if we fought two against five! Hey, I even stole my dad's baseball bat ......" Wang Luan suddenly thought of something, subconsciously looked at his pocket, "By the way, why do you go out with a knife?"

"Not mine, the group's."

"They blocked you alone and even brought a knife?!" Wang Luan sucked in a mouthful of cold air and immediately looked him up and down, "I've heard before that the people from the school next door don't have much of a lower limit, I didn't expect such a dog!"

Yu Fan didn't say anything and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

Luckily, it's not broken.

The cell phone screen shows more than twenty WeChat message alerts, a guess is that Wang Luan pulls the message of the discussion group, he did not bother to read.

Wang Luan, who was chatting vigorously next to him, pressed the voice button again and snorted, "Who else could it be? Those guys from the school next door. Didn't two people from there come to extort money from our school neighborhood last time? They blackmailed us, and we had a fight with them at that time. As a result, they are the legs of the boss of the next door that flat head, flat head know this matter, put the word out, said that in the future to see us once to beat once. Hey you guys didn't see him just now that wimpy, was Yu Fan beat up do not dare to squeak."

Wang Luan put down his cell phone and turned his head to see Yu Fan disliking the wound at the corner of his mouth with a tissue.

He grimaced, "Hiss- tsk ......"

Yu Fan stopped moving, "Hurt your face?"

"I see that it hurts." Wang Luan thought for a moment and got up, "Why don't we go to the hospital?"

"Fine, call a cab," Yu Fan said with a jerk of his chin, "it'll heal in two minutes."

"......" Wang Luan sat back down again, "What's wrong with the injury, it's all on your face. Tomorrow, school will start soon, if you see your face, you'll be scolded."

Visiting Qin was their homeroom teacher, surnamed Zhuang. Everyone in the class likes to call her by her first name in private.

Speaking of the beginning of the school year, Yu Fan subconsciously glanced toward the school.

"Why are the school gates open?" Yu Fan raises an eyebrow.

"The senior class is in there, they started school half a month early." Wang Luan sucked a mouthful of milk tea, "Our grade also has an early start, it seems that the school picked out dozens of top students and organized a winter vacation class. It's bad luck to be a top student."

Yu Fan retracted his gaze and faintly oh'd.

Toward the end of the school day, the barbecue stalls across the street opened for business, and the smell of cumin-covered charred meat wafted across the street.

Wang Luan went out in a hurry and didn't have time to eat dinner, he moved his nose and couldn't sit still: "You must be tired after playing for half a day, come on, let's go eat something to make up for it."

"I won't eat, you go by yourself." Yu Fan waved her hand at him.

"Okay, wait for me, I'll pack and come back."

The cell phone in my pocket keeps ringing, and I'm tired of hearing it ding dong dong dong. Yu Fan opened the discussion group and took a glance, Wang Luan can buy a barbecue and brag to 99+ in the discussion group.

He turned on message immunity and shoved the phone back into his pocket when he bumped into the metal object inside.

Yu Fan paused for two seconds and re-pulled out the black folding military knife.

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At the end of the school day, students in school uniforms are leaving through the school gates one after another.

The two girls came out arm in arm, talking and laughing.

"How did you do on this accompanying test?"

"Don't mention it, it was hard, I messed up the last big question. How about you?"

"Me? Probably at the bottom again. Ugh, how the hell did I get mixed into the winter vacation reinforcement class, I'm not even in the same world as you geniuses!" After that person finished, he stretched a big lazy waist, "Forget it, anyway, when school officially starts tomorrow, I'll just go back to the regular class and continue to be a salted fish. I want to go buy a cup of hot milk tea, together?"

The other girl nodded her head in agreement and turned around just two steps toward the milk tea store, when the person beside her suddenly clutched the hem of her shirt with force and pulled her back hard.

"What's wrong?" The girl froze.

"Never mind, let's not go ......," his companion eyed the direction of the milk tea store and lowered his voice, "Look who's sitting there!"

She looked toward the milk tea store as her companion gestured.

This milk tea store has been open next to the school for many years, and it is so flavorful and inexpensive that the store's tables and chairs are basically filled with people every school day.

And at this moment, although there are still customers ordering from the milk tea store, they are all taking their orders and leaving, and there is only one person sitting outside the store.

The man was sitting in a loose posture, a pair of long legs stretched out casually, the broken hair between his forehead was so long that it was almost sticking to his eyelashes, and because his skin was too white, the bruises on his face were particularly harsh, and blood was seeping from the corners of his mouth.

Everyone around him was dressed in regulation winter school uniforms, except for him, who was in a dirty white sweatshirt.

He had his head down and was playing with a folding military knife. The blade was rattled out and pressed against the back of his other hand as he absently gestured, as if to confirm how sharp the knife was.

The girl subconsciously took a step back even though she didn't recognize it, "He's ......"

"Yu Fan!" said his companion, "the one in class seven!"

"I think he has a cut on his face?"

"Normal, must have just finished fighting with someone." My companion was incredulous, "You've never heard of Yu Fan?"

"No," the girl shook her head, thinking, "but it seems like I've heard him criticize the announcements many times during flag-raising ceremonies."

Companions pretended to pick the commodities in the kiosk, Yu Guang was still peeping over there, "I have a friend who is in the same class with him, I heard that he ...... just enrolled in the first year of high school when he fought with the senior three, hard to make the senior three cry, usually either sleeping or directly skipping classes, his temper is still very bad! Someone just in the cafeteria to look at him more than a glance, he threw the whole plate of rice to that person, oh, seems to have hit the teacher ...... In short, special mix!"

So scary?

The girl listened dumbfounded and was just about to say that we'd better stop drinking milk tea then, when the boy in the distance suddenly made a move.

Perhaps the force wasn't controlled properly, the blade sunk into the back of his hand, and a thin, oozing blood bead wound instantly appeared on the back of his hand.

The girl sucked in a cold breath! Before she could react in any way, she saw Yu Fan throw the knife to the side, wrinkle her brow and press the paper against the wound, then lift her eyes - and look their way.

Raising their heads, the girls finally got a good look at Yu Fan's face - they had actually seen it during the flag-raising ceremony, but not nearly as clearly as they could see it now.

Yu Fan's eyes were narrow and long, and there was a very small mole at the end of his right eye, and another on his cheek further down. His eyelids were narrow and his face was bruised, and with such a glance, the girl only felt a chill in her heart -

Done.

He's going to throw milk tea on me.

But soon, she realized something was wrong.

Yu Fan Seems like ...... isn't watching them?

The girls froze for a couple of seconds and looked back before realizing that there was a boy standing behind them.

The boy was tall and stood like a straight pine in the crowd. He was carrying a bag over one shoulder, and his school uniform was neat and clean, without even a few wrinkles.

She also smelled the faint scent of soap pods.

At the moment, his gaze landed over at the milk tea store, just like the girls earlier.

The girl's eyes widened slightly- Yu Fan she didn't recognize, but this one she was impressed with.

After all, this one always sits first in the first row of the first class every time there's a big test where you're seated according to your grades.

Yu Fan realized early on that someone next to him was staring at him.

He just didn't realize that when he looked over, the other man was still openly and expressionlessly staring at him, and a few seconds later, perhaps seeing the injury on his face, the boy even wrinkled his nose in suspicious disgust.

This made Yu Fan's heart flare up for no reason.

For a moment, it was determined that the man was indeed blatantly ogling himself. Yu Fan puts the knife away and nods to the seat next to her and says to the man, "You like to look so much, why don't you sit closer and look?"