"Bing Teng, didn't we agree to meet at the back school gate every Monday after school?”
A child about ten years old glared fiercely at the brown-haired child in the corner.
Behind the speaker were a few children of the same age as him. Their eyes all had one thing in common-anger.
"You didn't pay this week! We've been waiting for you for a few days! Are you planning to dodge the ticket?"
"Do you know how painful it was for us to be scolded by our parents for returning late? You have to compensate me properly, bastard!"
"That's right! That's right! You should know the consequences of running away, right? You have to calculate it clearly today…"
Borrowing the momentum of the leader in front, the few people behind also began to shout.
The brown-haired child who was surrounded in the corner looked at them in horror, but his black pupils were mixed with a different kind of determination.
"Ah!" The brown-haired child roared hysterically. He was the first to punch the leading child. He kicked his legs and jumped up, greeting the other party's face.
The air became abnormally quiet. The sound of a fist smashing a face echoed in the narrow space, and everyone was stunned.
This included the person who threw the punch. He stared blankly at the right hand that was still clenched into a fist. He swung it out…The resentment and anger that had been buried in his heart for a long time finally erupted a few seconds ago…
"Stinky brat, you actually dared to hit me.”The loud roar of the leading child caused the children behind him to react.
The few children behind him rushed to the brown-haired youth's side first and pressed him to the ground. The remaining child and the leader beat him up. The attacker had no intention of going easy on him. The back of his head, back, hands and feet... all became the targets of their " special care."
Two fists were no match for four hands, and that punch was not only filled with resentment but also all his courage…The brown-haired boy silently endured it. Through his tightly clenched fists, one could see the unwillingness in his heart, but his trembling legs told the opposite emotion…
The children's punches and kicks did not last long. Under the illumination of the setting sun, a shadow suddenly appeared.
The shadow was not the length of a child. Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to look at the owner of the shadow…
Then, there was a flurry of fleeing sounds. The alley was silent and returned to its previous silence…
The brown-haired child struggled to raise his head against the ground. He looked up at the tall figure in front of him. The school bag that had been torn off was so small beside him.
Standing in front of the boy's line of sight was a man in cross-dressing. In the eyes of a seven-year-old first-grader, he was so tall.
The outline of his body, as well as the scars on his right face and neck, added a strange sense of coordination. It was different from the gentleness of a warm man. The toughness of the scars and the wise temperament did not feel out of place at all. The man's appearance was not comparable to the main character on television...
Her hair color was darker than white, so it was probably gray…
However, all of this became irrelevant as they stared at each other…
Even though brown and brown were similar in color tone, the values of the distribution of the colors were obviously different.
The temperature in the alley began to drop without him knowing, which made the young boy tremble…
That's right! This man exuded an extremely cold aura, as if everything in front of him was dead. The brown-haired child finally understood that there was such a person in this world.
The man's brown eyes were bloodshot, and there was a different emotion in his eyes.
The boy who was looking at him felt as if he was in the cold, surrounded by ice cones. The bone-piercing sensation was so real that it was difficult for others to feel it if they did not experience it personally...
The pair of eyes, one big and one small, just stood there quietly…
This was the first time the brown-haired child felt the trembling of his soul. Perhaps this was the instinct of a living creature-the awe of an existence higher than itself…
He could finally understand why the senior student who beat him up would run away. If possible, he wanted to leave this place, but under the gaze of the other party, he felt that he could not escape.
" You will die; you will die; you will die…"
Time quietly passed by the two of them. After an unknown amount of time, the gray-haired man turned around and left. The afterglow of the setting sun intertwined with his figure. It was not a scene that ordinary people could imagine. The black shadow on the ground kept changing as he walked. The boy had never thought that the shadow would be so terrifying. Perhaps this was also due to psychological factors...
The god-like figure gradually disappeared from the boy's vision. He did not wake up for a long time. This was a scene that he would never forget in his life.
From that moment on, the branches and leaves separated from the trunk and extended in an unknown direction…Everything changed without a word…
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By the time the boy realized it, it was already very late. He had to go back. He couldn't let his parents worry about him…
He had just made up his mind not long ago to protect his parents 'smiles.”
The brown-haired child stood up with difficulty and wiped away the " tears " that he did not know about. As well as his clothes that were covered in dust. He grabbed the bag in front of him and disappeared into the empty alley…The boy who had regained his spirits seemed to have nothing to do with it. He ran on the familiar road, but his eyes proved his inner…
The child stopped in front of a very ordinary house and shouted with vigor,
"I'm back!"
Not long after, hurried footsteps came from inside the door, as well as a unique questioning voice,"Why did Yicheng come back later than usual today? Was it because he had been harassing the girls in class more than usual recently and had been detained by the teacher to educate them?”
Although there was a questioning tone in his voice, one could hear the warmth in his tone.
"Haha! Haha ~"
The little boy, Yi Cheng, responded with an awkward laugh.
At this moment, the door was opened. The woman who opened the door hugged the brown-haired child and gently comforted him by his ear,"Don't harass others next time. Last week, the form teacher called us and told us that you confessed to someone in class and caused a lot of trouble for the teacher.。”
"I'm sorry, Mom. I'll be more careful next time!”
The boy's voice became softer and softer. At this moment, the mother flicked the boy's forehead helplessly."You child."
Then, she stroked Yicheng's head and said dotingly,"Let's go. Don't keep standing outside. The food is getting cold. Your father came back from work early today. We've been waiting for you to come back.”
"Yes, sir!"
His mother was about to take Yicheng's bag, but Yicheng refused.""Mom, didn't I tell you last week that I'll carry my schoolbag myself in the future? You don't have to trouble yourself. It's already very hard for you to prepare meals for Dad and me every day.”
"Alright, alright, don't force yourself! Remember to put it down for me when you're tired!" The mother looked at the little boy helplessly.
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(This is also the first time Steamed Bun is writing a book. There may be many inadequacies in the book. If anyone has any discoveries, please feel free to leave a message in the book review section. Come on, let's make the storm more violent.(^) Don't say it too harshly or I'll take things too hard.)）
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