From spoiled kids to teens can't tell the difference between meanness and banter.
Everyone was laughing and joking, throwing the stones in their hands at the huddled figure, and uttering hurtful sentences in the crisp voice of a child.
"Look~ this idiot, let's kill him..."
"Does he look like a dog to you?"
"Like... haha~"
The malice of the whole world is coming.
On the day of June, on the face of the baby, raindrops floated up after a gust of wind came over the sunny day just a second ago.
"It's raining, what a disappointment!"
The children put one hand on top of their heads in an attempt to block the falling raindrops, while holding a rock with the other.
Seeing that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, the leading child took the stones and threw them over and everyone walked away, "I warn you, if you help Xu Chaoyang next time, we will beat you to death!"
Qingruo walked in from the intersection of the alley holding an umbrella.
The alleys are dirty and messy, many garbage bags are scattered, and all kinds of garbage inside are weirdly disgusting in the rain.
The small figure was curled up by the wall, with his hands wrapped around his knees, and his messy hair was buried on his knees, his face could not be seen clearly.
The trousers were very short, and a large section of his shrunk calf was exposed on the ground. He was skinny, with bruises on his dark skin, and the unhealed wound was bright red and eye-catching.
The nails are a bit long, and the inside of the nails are black. There are many wounds on the fingers, which look like burns and injuries.
Qing Ruo squatted down, ignoring her skirt that was wet on the ground, and cautiously stretched out her hand to touch him.
He stopped halfway, and said softly, "Are you okay?"
The whole body of the shrunken figure trembled, and the head buried on his knees lifted up.
The dark little face was a little terribly thin, and a pair of big jet-black eyes were clear and deep.
There are also some injuries on the face, but not as serious as those on the legs.
Tightly pursing his lips, his eyes were guarded and cold. Even with the bloody feeling when the beast is violated.
Qingruo held the umbrella to cover the rain above the two of them, and a light blue light shone under the pink-blue umbrella. She tilted her head and smiled cleanly and warmly. She took out her handkerchief with the bunny printed on it and handed it over. The little girl's sweetness said, "Your face is dirty, wipe it off."
Xu Nianyang just looked at her without moving.
Qing Ruo still looked innocent and clean as a little girl, holding a handkerchief close to his cheek.
Xu Nianyang's body tensed up, like a wounded little animal that would use up its last strength to jump up and bite at any time.
His cheeks were stained with unknown dirt, and the soft and silky handkerchief was drawn across his face, his eyes fell slightly, and the white handkerchief was stained with dirt.
The little girl on the opposite side seemed to be unable to see, still smiling sweetly, put the handkerchief back into the small bag she was carrying, put a finger on her mouth, and blinked her big bright eyes, "My name is Qingruo, What's your name? Can we be friends?"
friend? Xu Nianyang lowered his head and hooked the corners of his mouth ironically.
He was stoned and beaten by some children just now, and now his head and body are in some pain. His eyes fell on his scarred calf. The rain on the ground had already soaked his pants, and it was cool against his body. It was his stomach, he didn't know how long he hadn't eaten, and the hunger was spreading wantonly in his blood with a biting coldness.
His throat was also very sore, Xu Nianyang swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva to moisten his throat, but his voice was still hoarse like an old man's, "I'm hungry, give me something to eat"
friend? Friends are not just for taking advantage of.
The little girl on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, then opened her mouth into a small circle in surprise.
Xu Nianyang moved his eyes to her white and tender neck, and twitched the corners of his mouth.
"I don't have it~" Her voice was a little sad, but she was full of energy immediately, "I have money, I'll buy it for you." Standing up by herself.
The rain fell on the umbrella, Qingruo carried the umbrella and walked outside, took two steps and then turned back. With a bright and charming smile, he knelt down and stuffed the umbrella into his hand, "You take the umbrella, wait for me!"
Before Xu Nianyang could speak, he had already run into the rain curtain with his little skirt in his hands.
There was still a warm breath on the handle of the umbrella, which was the temperature from her palm.
Xu Nianyang narrowed his eyes and watched the little pink figure run farther and farther, the coldness in his eyes flashed past.
He moved his legs and stood up against the wall behind him. The drops of water dripping from his pants were in the same rhythm as the rain.
Originally about to leave, Xu Nianyang twitched the corner of his mouth when his eyes touched the small pink-blue umbrella in his hand, friend? Fresh stuff, you can wait.
There is a residential area outside the alley, and there are small shops under each building. Qingruo's braids on both sides have been wet by the rain, sticking to his head, and his skirt is also wet. There are more than ten pocket money in the small bag. Qingruo If you didn't buy bread and the like, you bought snacks, and the most satisfying thing was chocolate.
Her current body is only nine years old, and it is more normal to buy snacks.
Xu Nianyang, the illegitimate son of the current head of the Zhang family, was abandoned by his mother when he was born.
Xu Nianyang's current parents, that is, the Xu family and his wife had no children at that time, so they picked him up for adoption out of good intentions.
When Xu Nianyang was four years old, the Xu family and his wife gave birth to their own child, Xu Chaoyang.
From then on, Xu Nianyang's status at home was reduced to that of a servant.
The Xu family and his wife had Xu Chaoyang when they were almost forty years old. They were obedient and obedient. In addition, Xu's mother was dismissed by the unit when Xu Chaoyang was three years old.
Xu Nianyang was recognized by the head of the Zhang family until he was eighteen years old, but he just jumped from one pit to another.
Because the Zhang family company was engaged in biopharmaceutical work and did a lot of shady things at that time, the Zhang family confessed to him in order to let him help the heir of the Zhang family at the time to take the blame.
Xu Nianyang spent three years in prison, and was bailed out of prison by an organization that had a grudge against the head of the Zhang family.
From then on, Xu Nianyang began to live as a tool, and later became the head of the Zhang family. He completely destroyed the Zhang family's century-old foundation.
However, these are not the point. The point is that Xu Nianyang is a genius, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is God's favorite in terms of biopharmaceuticals.
After he became the head of the Zhang family, his biological mother came to find him. Xu Nianyang had always longed for family affection, so he left behind his mother. As a result, his mother got married and gave birth to a child. The purpose of coming to him was only for the Zhang family's foundation.
Xu Nianyang was completely blackened, from anti-social to anti-human, and created a zombie virus.
Overnight, the whole world was turned upside down.
Fortunately, Xu Nianyang is only thirteen years old now.
Qing Ruo sorted out the plot in her head while running back, but fortunately, there was still time.
Running back to the entrance of the alley, Xu Nianyang had already stood up, holding her umbrella and standing with her back against the wall. The thirteen-year-old boy actually looked like he was only eight or nine years old.
Qing Ruo felt bad. Before taking this task, she was a little disgusted. A person who created a zombie virus must be insane, but seeing Xu Nianyang, she only felt it was a pity. Without those pasts and good guidance for him, he would definitely Many medicines beneficial to human beings will be developed.
Qing Ruo was wearing small leather shoes, holding the snacks she bought in her arms, and ran to him in front of him, stepping on the water all the way.
Xu Nianyang is not so clear yet.
Qing Ruo stood with her knees slightly retracted, making him a little taller than herself. She was wearing a tutu dress, and her legs were shrunk so that it was not obvious.
The rain all over her face had already wet her hair to her cheeks, but the little girl was still smiling sweetly and warmly, with her arms full, "Hurry up and eat." The voice was silly.
Xu Nianyang's eyes slid from her face to the things she was holding in her arms, they were all snacks, only seeing chocolate could make her hungry.
He reached out and took everything from her arms.
The little girl didn't feel being robbed at all, she obediently asked him to bring it over, and even took the umbrella herself and went over to support the two of them.
The umbrella was a bit small, and the little girl took a small step towards him, and the distance between the two of them shrunk so that they fit under the umbrella.
Xu Nianyang tore open the packaging bag of chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth, Qing Ruo's eyes watered, he pouted in a child's relaxed tone, "Slow down, I won't fight with you, what if I choke? "
what to do? Xu Nianyang ignored her and kept stuffing things into his mouth.
The tick-tock rain curtain fell from the edge of the umbrella, and Xu Nianyang was not much better if he was completely soaked.
He was busy stuffing something into his mouth, looking at him with big clear eyes.
One day in June, the skin under his eye sockets unexpectedly cracked slightly.
Xu Nianyang stuffed everything into his stomach, and the taste of many snacks mixed in his mouth, sweet, salty, spicy, his stomach was a little unresponsive after being hungry for a long time, and he didn't feel any discomfort.
All the packaging bags were thrown at the feet, or were swept away by the wind, or wet and stuck to the ground by the rain.
His eyes were flat enough to see her eyes.
He spoke, his voice tearing as if there were traces of the north wind, "Xu Nianyang, my name."
Qingruo smiled sweetly, raised her hand to brush away the hair stuck to her forehead, and her body shrank a bit in response to a gust of wind.
Xu Nianyang saw it, but just pretended he didn't.
On such a rainy day, wearing wet clothes, standing in a dirty alley, there is a lively little thing opposite.
She said softly, "Are you still hungry?"
Xu Nianyang looked at her eyes as clean as diamonds and nodded.
Qingruo pouted lightly, the child's reaction was direct and undisguised, Ra raised her eyebrows and lowered her head, took out a box of milk from her small bag and handed it to him, "Then you drink it."
The fingers were clenched tightly, and the arms only stretched out a little, obviously reluctant.
Xu Nianyang twitched the corner of his mouth, reached out and took it vigorously, without even giving her the hesitation to struggle.
The little girl looked at him with her mouth pursed, her eyebrows and facial features were delicate and delicate like a small flower bone, which was already emitting a faint fragrance before it opened.
Xu Nianyang looked down at the milk in his palm, it tasted like strawberry, no wonder she was so reluctant.
Ruo Nuo Nuo's voice was filled with a little grievance, "Drink it, strawberry flavored, it's delicious, my mother only let me drink it once a week."
Xu Nianyang poked open the straw and put it in his mouth, gurgling and sucking.
The milk that the child drank was originally in a small bottle. He intended to drink it, but he had finished drinking it in a few seconds, so he threw the empty box aside. The little girl's gaze followed the parabola of the box to the ground not far away, and she gulped.
Turning around, she pulled her drenched braid with one hand, her voice was soft and reluctant, and her smile was dry and pitiful, "You drink so fast."
Xu Nianyang finally smiled.
He smiled lightly, as if there was nothing there, and his dark and thin face seemed to have no curvature, but his deep, ink-like eyes were slightly bent, and the cold and oppressive aura around him opened a small mouth, letting Qing Ruo in. up.
His dark hands were directly attached to the clear and clean forehead, and he brushed her wet hair. His fingers touched her forehead, as if only separated by the other's skin, his phalanx was directly inside. Rubbing her forehead bone.
"Qing Ruo, we are friends, don't forget to know?"
**
Do not forget.
Otherwise... destruction.
—[Black box]