wood has its spring

Chapter 3 Trouble

That feeling of being stared at came back.

Nanmu frowned and stopped cleaning, straightened up and looked around.

Have you all come here already?

"What's wrong with Nanmu?" He Yao asked strangely seeing Nanmu's serious expression.

"He Yao, I think I might..." Nan Mu paused, and said with certainty, "I've been followed."

He Yao was startled, and the broom in his hand slipped to the ground: "What's going on? Who is it?"

"I don't know." Nanmu put down the rag and let his body slump on the sofa beside him, with a very tired expression, "It's been more than a month, first the photos, then the ubiquitous sight. I have thought about calling the police , but there is no trace of that person left, who will believe what I say? He Yao, if this continues, I will go crazy."

Nanmu took off his usual indifferent mask, and spoke helplessly, his eyes filled with tiredness.

He Yao had never seen Nanmu look so weak, as if someone had stuck a knife in his heart, cutting out his heart one after another.

"Don't worry, I'll check for you." Subconsciously, He Yao said, "You were the one who protected me when I was young, but now I'm taller than you, you can also try to rely on me."

"Okay." Nanmu suddenly smiled and agreed.

But He Yao knew that Nanmu had put on his mask again. He had been like this since he was a child, he didn't believe in people, he didn't ask for help, he just silently supported He Yao's belief with his shoulders.

After that, the two didn't speak any more, they just cleaned the old house quietly.

The man stared at Nanmu as usual, with an ugly expression on his face.

——Could it be that my existence bothers you?

... No, you belong to me.

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Due to some reason, Nanmu failed to spend his birthday with He Yao properly, after cleaning the house, he gave a gift and rushed back to school.

However, he seems to be having some trouble.

When passing through a secluded alley, Nanmu was cornered by five or six hooligans.

"Hey, brother! I heard that you are the president of the student council?" One of the people who seemed to be the leader said, "Recently, someone paid us to block some kind of President Qi Quan. It sounds awesome, but he is a nerd."

Nanmu caressed the eyes on the bridge of his nose silently—except when he was with He Yao, he usually wore these black-rimmed glasses, which could save him a lot of trouble.

Speaking of "President Qi Quan", that is the legend of their student union.Year after year, the grades are counted down, but the president is firmly seated. The attendance rate is astonishingly low, but the student union is managed in an orderly manner.

But recently, it's rare to show up on time, probably because he caused trouble outside and went back to school to hide.

Nanmu secretly rolled his eyes, and said unhurriedly: "President Qi Quan? That's a big man, you guys are too few to block him, right?"

"You mean, aren't you?" The local ruffian didn't seem to believe it.

"Of course." Nanmu smiled, "I often go in and out of the student union to run errands for others, so you will mistake me for the president. In fact, I am an ordinary student, a nerd."

Xu Shi believed Nanmu's words, and the hooligans hesitated to give up a few steps.Nanmu just wanted to leave, but one of the hooligans suddenly shouted: "I remembered, he is some kind of minister of the student union, he seems to have a lot of power!"

As soon as these words came out, a few hooligans immediately forced Nanmu back into the corner.

"The minister is also an official. I haven't seen anyone in the traffic jam for several days. I just want to vent my anger on you!" The local ruffian spat viciously, preparing to vent his displeasure for the past few days on Nanmu.

Nanmu clenched his fists tightly and didn't make another sound.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared around the corner, and without saying a word, he scuffled with a few hooligans.

In the beginning, that person still had some advantages, but with the exhaustion of physical strength, the disadvantage of being few people became apparent.

Nanmu looked at the visitor and took several hits. Although it was not good to say so, Nanmu still wanted to say: "So stupid".

Looking around, he confirmed that there was no one or surveillance around. Nanmu threw the bag on the ground and kicked the crowd in the scuffle. Immediately, a gangster was kicked to the ground, and he didn't stand up for a long time.

Everyone present was taken aback for a moment, and then clamored to fight together again.

Nanmu's method is very skillful, he only picks some joints and acupuncture points to attack, and often the opponent is so painful that he loses the ability to resist when he twists it lightly. In the end, only Nanmu is left intact.

There were no obvious scars on the bodies of the hooligans, but they felt pain all over their bodies. The fear in their hearts made them no longer have the consciousness to fight again. They took a few glances at Nanmu and ran away.

Nanmu's glasses fell to the ground during the scuffle just now, and were trampled into pieces.

The cold eyes were exposed to the air, and the gentleness of the past disappeared. Nanmu closed his eyes, and tried his best to press the non-stop playing pictures in his mind back to the depths of his memory.

——What happened this time reminded him of many things from the past.

Turning around, Nanmu looked at the man standing aside watching the fun.

"How will you be here."

The author has something to say: Well, the male second is about to appear, so who is following Nanmu?I don't know either~~

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