Into the Night, Jiao Jiao Gets Kissed by a Business Tycoon-Chapter 55 - Still Fond of Fighting
Chapter 55: Chapter 55: Still Fond of Fighting?
Chapter 55 -55: Still Fond of Fighting?
As soon as he finished speaking, the others following behind Brother Liang Junying came over and surrounded Xi Xun. At first, Xi Xun was able to cope, but there were just too many of them.
“Ah!” Suddenly, Xi Xun felt a kick in the back, and then, before he knew it, he was pushed down to the ground.
Xi Xun couldn’t help but cry out in pain.
After realizing he was no match, Xi Xun simply lay on the ground, hugged his head with his hands, and let them beat him, minimizing the extent of his injuries as much as possible.
Just as those people were about to rush over again, a figure suddenly appeared from behind and stood in front of Brother Liang Junying.
Although Brother Liang Junying was already much taller than his peers, the person was even a head taller than him.
He reached out a hand and pulled Xi Xun up from the ground, asking, “Are you alright?”
Xi Xun patted the dust off himself and shook his head.
The group looked at this person who had suddenly appeared and at the moment, didn’t dare to act rashly.
Brother Liang Junying sized up the person and realized he was wearing the uniform of Jing City International High School, the best high school in the country, filled with the wealthy and noble. Who was this person?
“You… who are you?” Faced with someone much older than himself, he immediately lost his arrogant attitude and became visibly nervous.
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Cheng Yi didn’t answer, instead, he asked, “Starting fights at such a young age, have you finished your homework?”
“What’s that to you?”
“Of course, it’s none of my business, but if I call the police, you might be crying…” Cheng Yi’s voice was soft, but the disdain in his eyes was hard to ignore.
Cheng Yi’s words seemed to have scared the group quite a bit. After all, at their age, the most severe punishment was usually just telling a teacher or calling parents. But this person was talking about calling the police directly.
“Don’t listen to this guy’s nonsense…” Although he said that, his voice was uncontrollably shaking because his gut told him this person really would follow through. But just leaving like that would be too embarrassing.
Cheng Yi smiled, pulled out his phone, and made a call, “Hello? Is this the police station? There’s a fight happening in the alley next to xxx school; please come over.”
Cheng Yi’s action thoroughly scared the wits out of the kids, and before he could speak again, there were no longer any of them in sight.
Xi Xun walked over to Cheng Yi and asked, “Did you really call the police?”
Cheng Yi put his phone back in his pocket, “No.”
After that, Cheng Yi walked ahead with his hand in his pocket.
Xi Xun looked up at his retreating figure and awkwardly shouted two words, “Thank you.”
Cheng Yi didn’t look back, just waved his hand and then left.
This was the first time Xi Xun had seen Cheng Yi.
The second time Xi Xun saw Cheng Yi was at the gate of Xinan School.
That day, the whole family was going back to their grandmother’s house for a meal, and Xi Kanglei told him to wait after school to go together with Xinan.
Since elementary school let out earlier, it wasn’t yet time for Xinan’s school to dismiss when Xi Xun was already waiting at the gate.
He knew that the person who had helped him was at the same school as Xinan, but he didn’t expect to run into him again.
As the school’s dismissal bell had just rung, there weren’t many people coming out of school yet.
While Xi Xun was looking for Xinan in the crowd, suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in his line of sight, still in the same school uniform, but this time with something extra in his hand.
It was a white schoolbag.
And walking beside him was his sister, Xinan.
Cheng Yi, upon seeing him, didn’t show much emotion on his face, as if he had already known he was Xinan’s brother.
Xinan took her schoolbag back from Cheng Yi, then pinched Xi Xun’s cheek, “Why are you here so early?”
“Who knew your high school would dismiss so late.” Xi Xun said this while his eyes stayed fixed on Cheng Yi.
And Cheng Yi met his gaze directly, his depth of vision inscrutable.
Xinan patted Xi Xun’s head, then turned to Cheng Yi, “Brother Yi, we’ll be going now.”
“Okay.”
After that, Xi Xun rarely saw Cheng Yi again, only hearing his name mentioned now and then from Xinan and his parents.
Xi Xun’s thoughts slowly came back to the present as his eyes rested on the man opposite him.
He was dressed in a dark gray suit, with the buttons of the white shirt inside slightly undone, exuding an outstanding demeanor with every elegant and noble move he made.
In fact, in addition to hearing about Cheng Yi from Xinan and his parents, his stories were also widespread throughout the school.
Indeed, he was now attending the same high school that Xinan and Cheng Yi used to attend.
Even though Cheng Yi had graduated many years ago, his photo still hung on the school’s wall of honor.
Even on the school’s online forum, discussions about this once prominent figure would emerge from time to time.
Whenever the term ‘school heartthrob’ came up, Cheng Yi’s name would still make an appearance.
In school, perhaps the name Xi Xun heard most was his.
But now he seemed to have changed from before, appearing quieter and more reticent…
Today, Cheng Yi didn’t have much of an appetite, finished his meal quickly, and went into the living room to smoke.
Soon the ashtray was filled with cigarette butts. As he sat on the sofa, deep in thought, a figure approached him.
Cheng Yi took a drag on his cigarette, his eyes narrowing as he slowly exhaled the smoke and looked over.
Seeing the other sit down beside him, Cheng Yi moved his cigarette-holding hand to the other side and asked, “After so many years, do you still love to fight that much?”
His voice bore a hint of laziness, almost indifferent.
“And you’re the same; after so many years, you still love to smoke?”
Xi Xun had seen Cheng Yi smoke a few times at the school gate when he was still in high school.
Xi Xun later learned to smoke, influenced no small amount by him. Back then, he was young and naive, thinking smoking looked cool, so he wanted to try it.
And later, he learned to bury his troubles deep inside, numbing himself with cigarettes and alcohol.
Cheng Yi just smiled and asked, “You must be in high school now, right?”
Xi Xun: “Senior year.”
“How are your grades?”
Xi Xun looked at him speechlessly, his expression seeming to say, why do you elders always love to ask about someone else’s grades?
