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Chapter Eight Really?

"Do you bully a girl?"

Lin Zijie frowned. He first searched the boys based on the original owner's memory and found that he had no impression. He should be from another class.

Yang Zihan was covered with tears, and several boys surrounded her. At this time, Lin Zijie walked up to these people a few steps and said, "What are you doing? Isn't it interesting to bully a girl?"

The three men all looked at Lin Zijie when they heard this. One boy with a slightly obese figure, a big face, and a lot of acne on his face said viciously: "Boy, it's not your business, you can get out of here?"

"What's wrong with me? Do you know who is teasing? She is her..."

Lin Zijie wanted to say that she was his classmate, but found that it seemed to be inconvincing. He didn't know whether it was a sperm or a trick of the gods or a hero who saved the beauty. After watching too many such bloody plots, he said something with little confidence: "She is my girlfriend?"

As soon as he said this, Lin Zijie regretted it. He was still a twenty-seven or eight-year-old man, but he actually said such words? However, he had already said it, and it was hard to stop it, so he was too lazy to care about it.

Moreover, for some reason, he felt very uncomfortable when he saw these people bullying such a girl. Logically speaking, he could not have such an emotion. After searching the original owner's memory, he realized that it was the original owner who had been secretly in love with Yang Zihan? No wonder he had just said such words? It turned out that the original owner's emotions were dominating himself?

After figuring this out, Lin Zijie smiled helplessly, but now he is difficult to get on the brink of the tiger, so he can only bite the bullet and go on.

He was not afraid of these three boys because he was young and rebellious. He knew that teenagers were fighting with ruthlessness, and sometimes it was useless to have too many people.

"Boy, what are you saying? Don't talk nonsense?" This time the person who spoke was a pretty boy who looked pretty good and looked pretty tall and thin. He was the boy who put things on Yang Zihan and deliberately hugged her at the beginning.

"Haha, who is talking nonsense? I tell you, don't harass her?" Lin Zijie said inconveniently, but he observed his words and found that Yang Zihan had no strange feelings after he said these words. He had already relieved.

The tall boy looked at Lin Zijie, turned his head and looked at Yang Zihan. He saw Yang Zihan staring at Lin Zijie with tears in his eyes, which made the tall boy a little confused. Could it be that it was her boyfriend? Why didn’t he find out after knowing Zihan for several months?

"Zihan, I know I, Xiao Xin, hate it very much. You don't like me. It doesn't matter, but you have to tell me, is he really your boyfriend?" Xiao Xin looked at Yang Zihan, but his finger pointed at Lin Zijie, which made Lin Zijie feel relieved.

Yang Zihan looked at Lin Zijie in Qiushui's eyes, and was silent for a while, but didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long time, her pearls fell on the jade plate, a sound like a natural sound came: "Yes!"

Lin Zijie's pupils opened, and Yang Zihan's answer was a bit incredible. What's going on? Could it be that Yang Zihan fell in love with the original owner? It's impossible, in my impression, Yang Zihan can count the number of times he talked to the original owner? How could he like it?

For a moment, Lin Zijie became a little confused, but he also thought of two possibilities. One possibility was to get rid of the entanglement of the three boys and cooperate with him, or? Lin Zijie did not think about that aspect...

However, Xiao Xin seemed to be inserted into his heart by a sharp knife. He felt a sharp pain, and his heart was bleeding. He looked at Yang Zihan deeply, his mouth tilted, and a bitter smile was revealed, and then hatred was written on his face. In the end, he turned around quickly and waved his fist to Lin Zijie's face who was standing behind him and could not hide.

"Bang!"

He punched Lin Zijie on the bridge of his nose, and Xiao Xin said to his partner: "Let's go!"

The three of them left resolutely. Lin Zijie had already squatted on the ground, holding his nose with both hands, in great pain. The scarlet blood quickly shot out of his nose, overflowed from the gap in his fingers, and dripped onto the ground. Lin Zijie cursed inwardly: "Damn it? Damn, can you give some premonition before you take action? Don't do this sneak attack? At least let me prepare first, let me pick up a brick to be prepared and it's not too late to take action? Alas, it's just asking for trouble for others!"

But he was also very strange, because the moment he was attacked, a sentence seemed to sound in his mind, "Start Martial Arts or something..." Lin Zijie didn't hear it clearly, and then his voice became silent.

"Did you hear it wrong?"

Lin Zijie murmured secretly. Just as he was thinking about it, the fragrance came, but Yang Zihan walked over, stretched out her fair and tender wrist, handed over a piece of toilet paper, and shook it in front of Lin Zijie.

Lin Zijie looked up at Yang Zihan, took the paper, and then tore off some blood to wipe the nose. The remaining toilet paper was stuffed into the nostrils, but soon the paper was dyed, but the blood was blocked.

Covering his nose and standing up, Lin Zijie looked at the girl who was like peach blossoms in front of him, breathing a little rapid, "Okay, it's okay, I'll go back first? Be careful on the way yourself?"

Turning around, Lin Zijie walked towards his aunt's house, but he didn't go far? A crisp sound of an oriole coming out of the valley came to his ear: "I'm sorry!"

Lin Zijie paused, these three words made him tremble all over. He stood up for her and got rid of the entanglement. She didn't say thank you! But she said these three words?

"Haha, is it true?..."

Lin Zijie smiled bitterly. He understood, shook his head, and continued walking. The last sun at dusk pulled his figure for a long time. At this moment, his figure was lonely and desolate.

...

Yang Zihan watched Lin Zijie walk away. Not long after, her tears burst out from her eyes. Yes, she cried again, not because she was bullied, not because she was injured, but because she cried because of guilt.

This was the first time she was pursed her conscience and just to get rid of Xiao Xin's entanglement. The boy who stood up for her and had always been a bit stupid in her heart was pushed out by her as a shield.

Although the boy said everything on his own initiative and she just welcomed him, she was still very uneasy inside.

...

Lin Zijie returned to his aunt's house. The sky was already dark, and the dusk gradually opened like a big net. Night was approaching.

When I entered the house, I saw Qin Xue stir-frying dishes in the kitchen. At this time, I saw Lin Zijie walking back with his nose covered, with blood on his face. He immediately turned off the matchmaker and walked out, and said nervously: "Cousin, what's wrong with your nose? Why is it bleeding? What's going on?"

"Oh, it's okay. Maybe the weather is a bit bad recently, and I'm a little angry, so I've had a nosebleed?" Lin Zijie made up.

"Then you go and wash it quickly? The toilet paper is full of blood. Change some clean toilet paper!" Qin Xue said caringly.

"oh!"

Lin Zijie nodded, walked to the bathroom, came to the sink, washed the nosebleed on his face, replaced the toilet paper stained with blood on his nostrils, and then walked out.

When he arrived at the living room, there were several plates of exquisite dishes on a dining table. The fragrance spread everywhere, which stimulated Lin Zijie's appetite. At this time, he was hungry.

"Dingling Dingling!"

Fang Ling suddenly rang out, Qin Xue carefully brought out a bowl of soup from the kitchen and said to Lin Zijie: "Cousin, go and open the door quickly, it must be my mother's getting off work!"

Lin Zijie walked to the door and opened the door. Outside, there was a beautiful woman in her thirties, fair skin and plump figure. She was Qin Xue's mother Huang Mei'e.

"Aunt!" Lin Zijie greeted the beautiful woman, looking at the beautiful woman.

"Well, Zijie, your mother just called me and asked about her academic performance. My aunt has been very busy and didn't ask you, how are your grades?" Huang Mei'e walked into the living room and asked.

"It's okay! Just that, it's not too bad!" Lin Zijie said according to the original owner's memory, but the original owner's grades seemed to be extremely poor, so he had to say it more tactfully.

"Well, keep playing, try to get into a good school in the future, don't imitate your dad, be addicted to gambling. If your dad doesn't gambling, he may be much richer than your uncle now," said Huang Mei'e.

"knew!"

Lin Zijie nodded, and as Huang Mei'e walked to the dining table, Qin Xue arranged the bowls and chopsticks, and the three of them sat down together and started to eat.
Chapter completed!
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