Saving The Villain Boy

Chapter 14: confrontation

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The hug was light and soft, as if it had melted into the passing night wind.

Yan Qiwei could clearly feel the trembling of Liang Xiao's fingertips, and the fiery shudder rushed up to every tiny cell in her body along her spine, causing her body to froze involuntarily.

Her cheeks were dizzy with the steaming heat, and the refreshing soap fragrance was diffused in the icy air, and someone lightly touched her hair in a trance.

Soft enough to be almost unreal.

Liang Xiao quickly let go of her, the boy's hoarse groaning sounded together with his heavy and rapid breathing, full of shyness and apology: "...I'm sorry."

He was apologizing for the sudden hug.

"You don't need to apologize." Yan Qiwei pursed her lips, looked up at his gloomy expression very quickly, held back her shyness and ecstasy, and tried her best to pretend to be calm, "Are you still suffering now?"

Liang Xiao shook his head.

In the former home, the irascible adoptive father would drink every rainy night, and when he was drunk, Liang Xiao could not avoid being tortured.

Slaps and sticks were all too common, and the adoptive father occasionally tried novelties such as suffocation or flames. Every rainy night is an inescapable nightmare. He gradually learned to let go of his thoughts and endure it without saying a word, but he still couldn't help but think of the unforgettable pain when the thunder and lightning passed by.

They have been deeply engraved in the memory for more than ten years and cannot be easily forgotten.

After being brought back to Liang's house, the symptoms of reappearance of pain still occur from time to time. Sometimes he even had strange auditory hallucinations. His adoptive parents in the mountains called him his former name over and over again, and his voice gradually changed into a cold and violent roar, which drove Liang Xiao almost insane.

- No, he's a lunatic now.

Liang Xiao laughed at himself, and the color of his eyes gradually became dark and gloomy.

This sister, who is not related by blood, is very good. He doesn't want to scare her - this is the first time in his life that a cold and lonely boy wants to catch someone so much. As long as he thinks that he might be disgusted, his heart feels as uncomfortable as being tight. Hold tight.

But she was clearly terrified.

Yan Qiwei didn't know the thoughts that were going back and forth in his mind. She could see that Liang Xiao's expression had turned gloomy, and she understood that he felt inferior because of his illness, so she dared to look directly into his eyes and used a very serious tone. He said to him: "You didn't scare me, I'm just sad that I can't help you get better soon. Liang Xiao, you don't need to be embarrassed by this disease, my parents and I understand your condition, and everyone will do our best to help - we It's a family."

He frowned a little blankly and repeated the word: "Family?"

"That's right," Yan Qiwei smiled and touched his soft black hair, the teenager felt the touch of others, and his eyes widened like a frightened animal, but he didn't show obvious disgust and resistance like before, "No matter what There will always be those who will be on your side.”

The thunder outside the window subsided, and only a few lingering winds passed by the window sill. Surrounded by silence, Liang Xiao unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth because of these words, and replied softly, "En."

Yan Qiwei thought quietly that his wife was also a family member.

Who wants to be his sister.

The next day, Yan Qiwei stepped into the classroom as usual on the bell, followed by Liang Xiao who had to wait for her to come to school even though she got up early.

She knew very well that she was late, but she didn't expect that someone would be later than the two of them—more than half of the class, Guo Mengmeng stood outside the classroom and shouted in her thin voice: "Report!"

Her grades are among the best in her class, and she has never done anything bad that violates the school rules and regulations. The teacher is often very tolerant of such students, so he only symbolically raised his glasses and asked, "Why are you here now? ?"

"Sorry," she lowered her head, her long bangs and black hair scattered on both sides obscuring her face in a black mist, "I... my alarm clock broke."

The teacher let her in after a few simple reprimands, while Yan Qiwei pursed her lips and frowned.

—Although Guo Mengmeng tried her best to hide it, she could still see the striking bruises on her cheekbones at a glance.

Thinking of the fact that she was maliciously framed by a group of girls in the cafeteria before, Yan Qiwei felt a dull discomfort in her heart.

What Guo Mengmeng encountered... must be more than just verbal ridicule and occasional pranks.

But even if she searched all the memories related to the original owner, Yan Qiwei couldn't find the reason why she was treated like this. This vicious bullying seemed to have no reason, and it broke out suddenly and violently.

Uneasy, she wrote a small note and asked her classmates to pass it to her: [Those people are bullying you again? ]

The other party's response was long overdue.

Different from Yan Qiwei's wanton writing style, Guo Mengmeng's handwriting is delicate and small, revealing the warmth of a small family jasper: [No, you don't have to worry about me. real. ]

This sentence, coupled with her experience, is full of irony. Yan Qiwei sighed and finally tried to write: [If you have any difficulties, please tell me. ]

Guo Mengmeng raised her head after reading it, and smiled softly at her across a large group distance.

This girl originally had a fair and clean appearance, but unfortunately she didn't know how to dress up. She had long fluffy and messy hair on her head all day, and she had a bitter face most of the time, so it was hard to tell that she was a beautiful embryo.

Now when she smiles, the world is brighter.

Yan Qiwei thought seriously, girls are really the treasures of the world.

While she was thinking, she was about to look away from Guo Mengmeng when she suddenly encountered a sight of unknown meaning.

Zheng Zeyu, who always dozed off in class, didn't know when he woke up and met her sleepily.

His eyes were so cold that he could almost kill him.

Yan Qiwei never thought that she would see Guo Mengmeng on her way from school.

To be precise, she was surrounded by several girls under the school fence.

The spectators who gathered around in twos and threes were all students who were not too serious to watch the fun. She asked Liang Xiao to wait on the spot for a while, then walked closer, and vaguely heard the chatter of the crowd.

"what's up?"

"I heard that he stole someone's boyfriend and was taught by the righteous master."

"Is that Guo Mengmeng? I've heard of her since junior high school. She has a lot of green tea, and her boyfriend has made one after another. It's like stacking Arhats.

"But she looks so rustic..."

"It wasn't like this when she was in junior high school. She was very beautiful at that time. She was the goddess of many boys in the grade. Who knows how she became such a virtuous person."

Yan Qiwei rolled her eyes.

Come on, with Guo Mengmeng's honest and almost socially fearful personality, if she can make boyfriends like Die Luohan, there will be no single people in the world.

In the school bullying incident, in addition to the violence of the culprit, it is also a shameful act of the masses to spread rumors and watch with curiosity.

She sneered angrily at these "heard", "it seems" and "a friend told me", and she went straight through the two girls who were the most gossipy and most talkative, knocking them into a stagger.

One of them shouted angrily: "Are you sick?"

Yan Qiwei glanced at her with a mocking smile on her face: "Oh, I'm sorry, I thought that with your sprayer level, you could directly ignore the gravity and go to the sky, why did you still get hit?"

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the people watching the show, and said coldly: "If you want to see it so much, why don't you come and experience it for yourself?"

The melon-eating crowd dispersed, Guo Mengmeng stared at her in disbelief, and shouted in a small, trembling voice, "Liang Wei..."

Ye Man, who was the leader among the girls, gritted his teeth and looked at her, frowning tightly into a summary: "Liang Wei, our well water doesn't make river water, so don't meddle in your own business."

"That's not nosy."

Yan Qiwei was coddled and raised since she was a child. Although she didn't show it on weekdays, she still had a lot of pampered and arrogant temperament in her bones. At this moment, she put her arms around her chest, sneered and raised her eyebrows, and her aura overwhelmed other girls by a lot, just like Liang Wei herself at the time.

She paused for a while and continued: "Yu Qing, I'm a friend of Guo Mengmeng; Yu Li, any outstanding Communist Youth League member would not choose to ignore his classmates after seeing them being bullied, this is inhumane and inconsistent with the new The concept of building the motherland."

God he *The Communist Youth League member.

Ye Man was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but this eldest lady was really not too small to be provoked, so she could only hold back her anger and said, "Are you... sick?"

Yan Qiwei liked her appearance that although she was not pleasing to the eye, she couldn't kill herself. Ye Man took a step closer and wanted to say something else when a pale and thin hand suddenly lay between them.

- Liang Xiao was worried that Ye Man would move her hand, and when she saw her movement, she silently stood in front of the little girl beside her.

With her heart pounding uncontrollably because of this little gesture, Yan Qiwei pursed her lips and smiled: "Don't worry, this is our girl's business, and I will handle it."

She said for a while, then turned to Ye Man again.

"So, why do you keep targeting Guo Mengmeng?"

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