Chapter 679: Youth. Gu Ruan Dong

on the seat after boarding and chuckled dumbly. She truly understood him, to the extent that he couldn't think of anything else throughout the entire journey.Lu Yaoyao finished sending the photo and p...Even talking to Grandpa wouldn't help. Lu Kuo spent a whole month in Qīngníng, a place he didn't know, feeling so stifled that even going down the slide or playing claw machines seemed fun. Now that he finally had vacation back in Beijing and could hang out with his friends, there was no way he'd bring along a little girl

He was very generous and took out one thousand dollars from his wallet, giving it to her. He told her to take her friends wherever they wanted to go and that she could have the driver at her disposal. He promised to keep it a secret from his grandfather and her father.

Yayay curled her lips, a thousand dollars Who would want that Her dad secretly gave her a bank card from Grandpa, it had a lot of money in it. But she pretended to agree, planning to sneak out with him tomorrow.

Back then, teenagers could only play games on computers or gaming consoles. They had just bought a brand new console and were eager to show it off to their friends. They couldn't do much with their phones besides making calls, sending texts, and taking low-resolution photos.

His friend's house was also on this hutong. They had a dedicated game room with several computers. When Lu Kuo arrived, several familiar friends were already there, each occupying a computer and engaged in intense battles.

Young people gathered together, sometimes getting along so well that they called each other brothers, and sometimes cursing each other with foul language. Lu Kuo sat slouched on the sofa playing video games, hearing their bickering made him feel comfortable.

He was living in Qining. Although he had made some new friends, new friendships still required some restraint. And his best friend Zhuo Yuyan had never been on the same wavelength as them since childhood. He never uttered a single curse word, so Lu Kuo felt embarrassed to be too unrestrained in front of him.

A bunch of teenagers played games all day, and it wasn't until the evening that they decided to go out and have some fun. They were still pretty pumped up...

There was still more to do, so Lu Kuo suggested going to the arcade ahead and playing some more. He was treating everyone to a fun time today.

A group of boys cheered and marched toward the arcade.

This arcade opened in the last two years and its equipment and games are all the latest trends. Today is the second day of the National Day holiday, so it's packed with people.

Lu Kuo actually just enjoys the feeling of being surrounded by people and having many friends around. He himself isn't really into playing these games; he only plays a few racing or shooting games casually. After playing for a while, he loses interest and finds a place to sit down to continue playing his own game, but as soon as he takes out the game console, he catches a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

It turned out to be Lu Yaoyao and her younger sister, hand in hand, swaggering into the arcade.

This arcade has a dark color scheme, and it's almost all young people playing. They're really into it. Two little girls look very innocent, but they dared to walk in proudly.

He was so angry that he jumped up, walked over and grabbed Lu Yao Yao's backpack from her shoulders, pulling her out of the arcade. Ruan Ruan, standing beside them, followed worriedly.

Lu Yaoyao was being dragged, but she did not give up struggling: "If you can come, why can't I"

"You're just a kid, haven't even finished elementary school."

She lifted her up like a chick and carried her to the roadside outside to wait for a car. Yaoyao developed late, and she looked particularly tiny.

Ruan Ruan, standing beside them, wanted to help, but she was too short, only reaching Lu Kuò's shoulder. She didn't dare speak up and could only secretly hold onto Yaoyao's hand, silently giving her strength.

< Yao Yao was still struggling, struggling so hard she wanted to bite his hand. >

Only then did Lu Kuo relax.

"Go ahead, but you kinda look like my little sister. It's rare for me to be serious with you: 'You're still a little girl, don't just come to places like this to play. What if someone bullies you I'm so far away in Qining, I can't help you. And don't go out alone, what if you get kidnapped, who would we find you'"

"And you," he said, glancing at the younger sister beside her. "Same goes for you."

He was being serious, and YaoYao was the type who responded better to softness than firmness. So she obediently listened and waited for their driver to pick them up at home.

While waiting for a ride, a sound of fighting suddenly came from the alleyway beside the arcade. Lu Kuo instinctively pulled the two little girls next to him behind himself and shielded them.

Sounds of a brawl, no, more accurately, the pathetic cries of someone being beaten one-sidedly.

Yao Yao was curious and secretly looked from beside Lu Kuo. She saw three or four young boys dragging a boy who was beaten and curled up into a ball out of the alley.

A group of boys were all a little reckless, but the boy at the front seemed the most composed, walking ahead with an impassive expression as if those behind him were strangers.

Until the boy dragged out cried out fearlessly again:

"I called the police, there are gambling machines hidden behind your arcade."

"I report you every time I see you, you can't do anything about it even if you kill me."

The boy at the front turned and glared at him.

Yao Yao, who had been watching intently, felt a shiver run through her. She tightened her grip on Lu Kuo's sleeve, wanting to go home quickly. It seemed she understood now why Lu Kuo hadn't let her come here to play.

Every time she saw Gu Ruandong, she seemed to be like this. She had learned a new word in class: "socialite."

Lu Kuo, who's usually quite fond of watching the excitement unfold, is hiding behind someone at this moment.

Two little girls, so when the driver arrived, he stuffed the two little girls into the car and drove away himself.

Although he and Gu Ruandong were around the same age, they were from completely different worlds. Whether it was him, Zhuo Yu'an, or his group of friends, they were at most just engaging in playful banter typical of young people, brimming with youthful energy. Gu Ruandong, however, was a completely different story. He possessed not only a rebellious and defiant aura but also a calmness and even coldness that seemed to transcend his age.

He didn't fight out of impulse, anger, or pure emotional release. Not at all. He weighed his options and acted with purpose; it was simply a means to an end, a way to solve a problem.

Lu Kuo's car was getting further and further away from the arcade, but they could faintly see a real police car with its siren blaring heading towards the arcade.

The police officers got out of the car. Under Gu Ruandong's gaze, the four boys who had just beaten someone scattered and ran away immediately. Only Gu Ruandong and the boy lying on the ground remained.

When the police arrived and saw the boy on the ground, he gave the teenager beside him a headache and asked: "Did you hit him"

He said, “I did it,” without hesitation, taking full responsibility.

"Get in the car." The police officer seemed to know him well, remaining very calm. After saying this, he squatted down beside the boy lying on the ground and asked

“Can you drive yourself Go to the station to make a statement.”

The boy babbled incoherently, stammering about being unable to get on the bus.

"Alright, you're the boss. Let me help you into the car." The police officer was about to lend a hand to the person on the ground.

"I'll do it, don't dirty your hands." Gu Ruandong didn't have the slightest awareness of being the instigator. He bent down and squatted, using both hands to support the boy on the ground.

With ease, he hauled the limp form onto the police cruiser's back seat.

Author's words: More than a decade ago, Dongge...iredness today. 。Gu Ruandong was also teasing her, more interested in the reason for her running over: "Really nothing" "Nothing, I just missed you and came to see..." 。He looked her up and down, his...