The book melted as soon as it hit the well water.
Yu Yuan hastily stretched out his hand, just like that stagnating in mid-air.
The air seemed to be stagnant, and even the night wind stopped.
Dark clouds completely covered the moon, and it was pitch black in the courtyard.
"You don't really think that someone wants to make friends with you, do you?" Zhang Goudan said mockingly, looking at Yu Yuan with hatred and madness in his eyes, "Does Yan Mu know about your background? Knowing that you are a disaster star? know you..."
His words faltered for a moment, and he looked at his broken leg with even colder eyes: "Does Yan Mu know that my leg was broken by you?"
"… what do you want to say in the end?"
Yu Yuan had no expression on his face, his tone was calm and even a little scary.
"No one will like you." Zhang Goudan grinned, "For a person like you, no one will ever like you."
Before he finished speaking, he was kicked hard on the buttocks.
He already had a broken leg, but after being kicked by Yu Yuan like this, he immediately fell into a shit.
"Little bastard, you dare to kick me!" Zhang Goudan wiped the dirt off his face and scolded angrily.
In the darkness, Zhang Goudan could only vaguely see the outline of Yu Yuan.
And Yu Yuan's indifferent eyes.
He inexplicably felt that he was like a prey being targeted by a lone wolf.
He will never die until he is torn to pieces by wolves before he can be freed.
Zhang Goudan flinched, suddenly regretting his recklessness today.
"As you said." Yu Yuan smiled softly, and said slowly, "I dared to break your leg, why didn't I dare to kick you?"
"You..." The timidity in Zhang Goudan's heart was instantly dispelled by anger, he pointed at Yu Yuan and said angrily: "You admitted it, it really is you!"
"Well, it's me. Whether you fell from the mountain before or broke your leg this time, I did it." Yu Yuan walked slowly to Zhang Goudan, knelt down/body took a branch and patted Zhang Goudan Dan's cheek, the tone is extremely gentle: "But... you know it's me, what can you do?"
Zhang Goudan shivered, and many of the words he wanted to swear were stuck in his throat.
"Or, you don't even want the other leg?" Yu Yuan said lightly.
A person like him has nothing.
Because I have nothing, I am not afraid of losing.
He used to feel that it was the same whether he was alive or dead.
But now, he wanted to live a little bit.
"You, don't you want the relic?" Zhang Goudan asked anxiously.
"I want it." Yu Yuan admitted frankly.
Zhang Goudan's heart relaxed when he heard the words, but when he heard Yu Yuan's next sentence, his heart suddenly lifted again.
"But, I've searched the house, and there are no relics." Yu Yuan said, and stepped on Zhang Goudan's hand.
Slowly exerting force on the toes, Yu Yuan heard Zhang Goudan moaning in pain, and felt an unprecedented joy in his heart.
"Tell me, where is the relic?" He seemed to be shining a sharp knife in the darkness, and his whole body was filled with a bone-chilling chill.
"Yu, Yu Yuan, your aunt is my mother, and my father is your little uncle. Actually, we are cousins, right..." Zhang Goudan squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and lay on the ground, talking about him.
Yu Yuan remained silent, and the strength of his toes increased a bit.
"I said I said!!!" Zhang Goudan couldn't stand the pain, and shouted: "I'm pawned, my father pawned me off to buy cigarettes!"
He uttered the address of the pawn shop like a cannonball, hoping that Yu Yuan could quickly move his feet away.
After Yu Yuan listened in silence, he moved his foot away from Zhang Goudan's hand.
Zhang Goudan breathed a sigh of relief.
Just let Yu Yuan be mad for a while, and when his father comes back, he will let him beat Yu Yuan to death.
Zhang Goudan thought fiercely.
Unexpectedly, in the next second, there was a sharp pain in his broken leg.
Zhang Goudan howled out.
He rolled on the ground in pain.
"Sorry, it's too dark and I didn't see it, did it hurt you?" Yu Yuan's voice came from above.
"You did it on purpose..." Zhang Goudan gritted his teeth, "I want my father to beat you to death!"
Yu Yuan snorted coldly, noncommittal to Zhang Goudan's words.
He stopped looking at Zhang Goudan, turned around and left the courtyard.
Yan Mu had just finished washing when he heard a knock on the door from the yard.
"It's so late, who is it?" Father Yan was washing his face, and he was also confused when he heard the voice.
"I'll go and have a look." Yan Mu said.
"You can't see at night, dad is with you." Father Yan wiped his face hastily.
Holding an oil lamp, he went out with Yan Mu to check.
Open the door, the outside is empty.
Father Yan was about to close the door when there was a light cough from a corner not far away.
The voice sounded familiar, and the father and daughter hesitated for a moment, then walked towards the corner holding the oil lamp.
In the corner, there seemed to be a thin figure curled up.
"You are... Yu Yuan?"
Yan Mu narrowed his eyes, held up the lamp and leaned over to look for a long time before he managed to see the man's appearance clearly.
"Yan Mu." Yu Yuan's voice was very soft, sounding a little weak.
"Yu Yuan, what's wrong with you?" Yan Mu reached out to pull Yu Yuan.
Unexpectedly, the moment her hand touched Yu Yuan, Yu Yuan trembled like a frightened bird.
"Ugh..." he let out a pained cry.
"What's wrong with you? Did they beat you again!" Yan Mu and Yan's father's hearts suddenly rose.
"Uncle, can I stay at your house for one night today?" Yu Yuan bit his lips and turned white, looking extremely pitiful, "I'm afraid I will be beaten again when I go back..."
Father Yan had a good impression of Yu Yuan, seeing how pitiful Yu Yuan was, his heart softened a long time ago.
Before Yu Yuan could speak again, Father Yan took the initiative to help Yu Yuan into the house.
After entering the room, Yan Mu had a clear view of Yu Yuan's condition.
His hair was disheveled and he looked terrified.
The most striking thing was the wound on Yu Yuan's forehead, which was as big as a child's fist and was bleeding at the moment.
Yan Mu's heart suddenly tugged, "How did you do this?"
"Zhang Goudan was unhappy when his leg was broken, so he vented his anger on me." Yu Yuan lowered his head, covering the obscure light in his eyes: "He scolded me and beat me, and even pushed me to the ground..."
"... Besides, he threw the textbook you lent me into the well." Yu Yuan felt guilty when he said this, "I'm sorry, Yan Mu."
"It's just a book, no one is important." Yan Mu wiped the blood on Yu Yuan's forehead with a handkerchief.
Yu Yuan's eyelashes trembled when he heard this, and he buried his head lower.
"Do you still have that ointment? Let me rub some on for you." Yan Mu said.
"Yes." Yu Yuan obediently took out the ointment Yan Mu sent.
Yan Mu looked at the ointment, and Yu Yuan said, "I'm using the ointment, so I won't drag it off like before."
Yan Mu nodded in relief, but after thinking about it, constantly applying ointment meant that Yu Yuan was often injured.
In this way, it seems that there is nothing to be happy about.
She sighed lightly, and carefully rubbed the ointment on Yu Yuan.
Fortunately, Yu Yuan's physique was very good, and the ointment stopped the bleeding soon after it was applied.
Father Yan was worried about Yu Yuan, and spread a mattress on the table to let him sleep first like last time.
Yan Mu was so sleepy after helping Yu Yuan deal with the wound, he really didn't have the energy to study the matter of stealing a kiss.
She almost floated into the room and fell headfirst on the bed.
The night was quiet again.
But Yu Yuan tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.
The wound on his forehead was still aching. In order to make the wound look scary, he used a lot of strength when he hit the tree.
He thought of Yan Mu's worried eyes, and the guilt in his heart intensified.
He sat up.
Staring at the direction of Yan Mu's room for a long time.
Sorry for lying to you.
The young man's lips trembled slightly, and after a long time he let out a long sigh and lay down sullenly.
The author has something to say:
Yu Yuan pretending to be poor: Zhang Goudan beat me and scolded me, I was so scared.
Zhang Goudan, who is lying on the ground and hasn't gotten up yet: You fart!