On the bus to the Institute of Technology, Du Kang leaned back on the seat and closed his eyes to rest. Recalling the process of his fight with Ye Zilong today, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.
"Two days ago at the Medical University, I fought with him. We were on par with each other, and I was even better than him. But in just two days, when we fought again today, I was seriously injured by him, and his moves …"
In his mind, Du Kang was deducing every move he made when he fought with Ye Zilong. He felt that no matter the moves or the speed, he should have been defeated so miserably. The only explanation was that when he fought with Ye Zilong's palm, there was a strange cold air that gushed out from Ye Zilong's palm. It was cold and piercing to the bone. Moreover, it was impossible to guard against it. In just a moment, the cold air had entered his body, and it was as if all his internal energy had been frozen.
Du Kang subconsciously touched his chest. Although the sharp pain that felt like thousands of needles stabbing at him at the same time had subsided, that faint feeling of palpitation could never be forgotten.
"Ye Zilong must have had some fortuitous encounter. Otherwise, even if he had a cheat, it would be impossible for him to become so strong in just two days."
Just as Du Kang's imagination was running wild, the bus's reminder rang. They had arrived at the Institute of Technology, the terminal station. Du Kang opened his eyes and looked around. There was no one around, he got up and walked to the door. He politely thanked the driver and got off the bus.
Along the sidewalk, Du Kang almost ran all the way back to the convenience store. The glass door of the store had been repaired and locked. A chubby figure was leaning against the glass door, dozing off.
When he got closer, he saw that the "gatekeeper" was actually his brother, Yang Yifei. In his hand was an empty beer bottle, and beside him was an empty takeout box.
Hearing the footsteps, Yang Yifei's eyelids moved twice, and he suddenly woke up. He jumped up from the ground with the beer bottle in his hand. Before he could see who was in front of him, the beer bottle in his hand had already smashed down.
"Damn, Feifei, you're crazy!"
Dodging to the side, Du Kang grabbed Yang Yifei's arm that was holding the empty bottle and snatched it away.
Yang Yifei rubbed his sleepy eyes. When he saw that the person in front of him was Du Kang, he relaxed. His body swayed and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Du Kang grabbed his arm and supported him.
"Feifei, what's wrong?"
Seeing Yang Yifei like this, Du Kang was both shocked and anxious. He didn't know what Yang Yifei had experienced.
Yang Yifei grabbed Du Kang's arm and calmed himself down. He took out the keys from his pocket and said to Du Kang, "Dorm leader, you're finally back. You don't know how worried I was. Also, Hai Long's subordinates came to cause trouble again. Seeing that I'm here to stop them, they didn't dare to break into the store and rob."
Following Yang Yifei into the convenience store, Du Kang turned on the lights and took out two bottles of yogurt from the mess on the floor. He threw one bottle to Yang Yifei, opened the other bottle, and gulped down half of the bottle in one go.
With the back of his hand, he wiped away the stains on the corner of his mouth. Looking at Yang Yifei who was holding the yogurt without drinking it, Du Kang smiled and leaned against the cashier. "Feifei, if you have something to say between us, just say it. Don't hesitate."
"Dorm leader … this …" Yang Yifei had thought of all the possibilities before Du Kang came back. He was prepared for any problem, but when he looked at Du Kang today, he didn't know what to say.
"Go ahead."
Du Kang was a little impatient. He raised his head and gulped down another mouthful of yogurt. He touched his mouth and smashed the empty plastic bottle on the cashier with a loud bang. Yang Yifei was so scared that his body trembled. He stammered, "Dorm leader, in the afternoon, the Ye family sent someone over. They said they want to buy 1314 convenience store, and … and the price is very low, 100 yuan, not a cent less, not a cent more. They want us to pack up and find a place to move tomorrow morning. If we haven't finished moving by then, they will find someone to help us move."
"Oh, is that so?"
Du Kang sneered. He wiped the tip of his nose with his finger and looked at the dark road outside. He said coldly, "Let them come. I, Du Kang, don't provoke others, but I'm not a pushover either."
"Well said, Xiao Pang. Your words are inspiring. If something happens, Weiwei can't handle it, what about me? Do you really think 1314 convenience store is a decoration?" Cang Jin's voice came from the stairwell. Du Kang and Yang Yifei turned their heads at the same time.
Their reactions were completely opposite. Du Kang was happy, while Yang Yifei was terrified. He pointed at Cang Jin and his lips trembled, but he couldn't say a word.
"Don't be nervous, Sister Cang Jin is one of us now." Du Kang smiled and patted Yang Yifei's shoulder. He stretched out his hand and pressed down the arm that was still pointing at Cang Jin.
Du Kang quickly walked in front of Cang Jin. "Sister Cang Jin …"
"Alright, stop talking nonsense with me. Weiwei is upstairs, but she's injured. You just have to talk to her and let her rest."
With that, Cang Jin stepped aside. Du Kang rushed to the second floor and arrived in front of Weiwei's bedroom like a whirlwind.
The door was half open.
"Xiao Pang, is that you?"
Weiwei's weak and tired voice came from inside. Du Kang could hear his heart beating so fast that he could hear it. He stretched out his hand and hesitated for a moment. Finally, he pushed open the door in front of him. It was as if it weighed millions of pounds.
Du Kang finally saw Weiwei. Her face was so pale that it made one's heart ache. Her hair was messy and scattered on her shoulders. The thin quilt covered her chest. She was lying on the bed and turned her head to look at him.
"Sister Chu, are you okay?
You scared me to death. "
Du Kang walked step by step to the side of the bed and knelt on one knee at the head of the bed. His large hands held onto Weiwei's slightly cold little hand. As he spoke, his voice even trembled a little.
Even Du Kang didn't realize that Weiwei's position in his heart had become indispensable.
"Xiao Pang, look at your silly face. I'm fine. I'm just slightly injured. It's okay." Weiwei smiled sweetly and flicked Du Kang's forehead.
"Yes, yes. It's okay. It's okay." Du Kang giggled with Weiwei.
He talked to Weiwei for a while and saw that she looked a little tired. He knew that Weiwei was seriously injured and needed to rest. He pulled the quilt for Weiwei and told her to call him if she needed anything. He then turned around and left. He happened to run into Cang Jin who was eating melon seeds in the living room.
"Sister Cang Jin, what's going on?
Did Hai Long and the others hurt Sister Chu? "
Du Kang left the door ajar and walked up to Cang Jin with light footsteps. He looked down at Cang Jin, who had a leisurely appearance, and asked.
"You're wrong. You have to thank Hai Long and the others. If they didn't suddenly barge in, Weiwei might really be buried here."