C17

XVII

Just as he finished smoking, Shen Zechen urged Lu Feng to go back to the house and apply the medicine.

Lu Feng returned to the house reluctantly.

After that, Shen Zechen treated the wound on Lu Feng's arm with medicine.

"So, that day, why did you start fighting with those hooligans for no reason at all?"

After applying the good medicine, Shen Zechen kept the medicine and asked indifferently.

"I'm really innocent for this matter. I walked past them that day and somehow got treated as if I was fighting with them for territory. Then, without saying anything further, I swung the iron pipe at me, I can't just stand there and get beaten up by them right?" "So I tried to hit back a few times, but before I could do anything, the police came …"

Lu Feng scratched the back of his neck and said helplessly.

Mentioning those words, Lu Feng felt that he was truly wronged. He had merely passed by and was somehow dragged into it. In the end, he had even been brought into the police station …

Forget it …

And lastly, he even met Shen Zechen …

Lu Feng truly felt that he had lost all his face.

"The next time we encounter something like this, let's call the police."

Shen Zechen said, "It's also fortunate that I wasn't too injured this time, if I really was, then what should I do?"

Shen Zechen always felt that with Lu Feng's vicious appearance and his fiery and explosive personality, this kind of thing would probably happen again in the future.

"Call the police?"

Lu Feng immediately shook his head, although he did not say that he hated the police, he did not really like them either. Furthermore, he was a hoodlum in the past, his shady ways of doing things were much better, so he naturally hated the police, but Shen Zechen was an exception.

"If you don't want to call the police, then call me."

Shen Zechen extended his hand out towards Lu Feng, "Give me your phone."

"Oh."

Lu Feng took out his mobile phone and handed it over to Shen Zechen.

Shen Zechen's slender fingers knocked on the screen for a while, then he returned the phone back to Lu Feng, "My number has already been recorded. Call me if you need anything."

"Yo, you have a phone now?"

Lu Feng laughed as he played with his phone.

"It's not the past anymore, and besides, we need to contact each other over the phone."

Shen Zechen said.

"True."

Lu Feng took the phone, lowered his head and stared at the phone's string of numbers on the screen for a moment, then tapped the keyboard, and typed the name Shen Zechen on the contact list.

Lu Feng stared at the two words Shen Zechen on the phone screen for a long time.

Six years ago

On the screen of the phone, the three words Shen Zechen were deeply imprinted, and finally became the words Shen Zechen at the top of the list.

"Shen …" "Zizi …" "Chen …"

Below, a slender finger pointed at the three words Shen Zechen, and could not help but mutter out loud.

Lu Feng, who was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and had a large amount of roguish aura around him, just stood there, staring at the three words, Shen Zechen. At that time, there was not a single scar on his forehead.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]