Song Yucheng seemed gentle. But I grew up relying on myself, no matter how gentle she is, there must be a bit of wolfishness and cruelty in her bones. Otherwise, he would not be bullied to death.
And Song Yucheng himself, because of his childhood experience, especially hates the kind of people who bully children. It doesn't matter whether it's parents who were born but not raised, or scum like this kind of gangster who has no conscience and pushes their children into the fire pit.
Gently put the schoolbag aside, and after making sure that the contents inside would not be damaged, Song Yucheng walked directly towards the gangster. I don't know how he used it cleverly. But pinching the young man's wrist made half of the young man's arm numb. As for the hand holding the child, he quickly let go.
"Stand here and wait for me, I still have some things to do." Song Yucheng's tone was very gentle. Coupled with the unique rhythm and tone of French, it adds a special touch to the ears.
The little boy was very sensible and understood that he was saved. Nodding all the time, she obediently stood at the corner of the wall, and struggled to pick up Song Yucheng's schoolbag and hugged it in her arms so as not to get dust on the ground.
This is a very important thing for my brother. If my brother helped me, I will look after him. Thinking of this in his heart, the boy hugged his schoolbag even tighter.
Song Yucheng looked funny and couldn't help rubbing his head. Then he turned to face the young man again.
"Now it's time for the two of us to have a good chat. I think I have the right to know what you are going to do to my brother just now." The tone is still quite gentle, but Song Yucheng's eyes and expression are completely different. That kind of aura after being completely released is so strong that just looking at it like this can make that young man tremble with fear.
This is not the appearance that an ordinary high school student should have, it is clearly the kind of attitude that a boss with superb skills and long-standing high positions will have.
So, when the police arrived ten minutes later, the young man who had failed in the abduction saw them as if they were relatives. Rolling and crawling, he rushed over and begged to be taken away.
"I plead guilty, I'm a bastard, I'm not human, police comrades, please take me away quickly! I'm willing to plead guilty." With a snot in his nose and tears in his hands, he pinched the policeman's sleeve. Like a terrified little pitiful, he hugged the policeman's arm and did not let go.
"..." The policeman was also taken aback. However, after listening to Song Yucheng's explanation, he felt a little helpless, thinking that this young man did it himself.
Obviously, it is a good thing to pick up a lost child and send it to the police station, so I have to be a bad person on a whim. Now, it's not a trivial matter to be suspected of child abduction and trafficking, even if it is attempted.
So faced with this situation, the police didn't say much, and took Song Yucheng, the child and the youth away together. Going to go back to the police station to make a record.
However, when he was a child, Song Yucheng, who had finally finished his aftermath work, stood at the door of his house, looking down at the dumpling hugging his thigh, feeling a little headache.
It's clearly a lost child, they've already arrived at the police station and it's safe, just leave them alone. But he never expected that the boy would come back with him no matter what.
When encountering things before, seeing that he knows how to save himself is quite calm. Now that she is safe, it is like changing a baby. Where there is any vigilance and calm cooperation, it is clearly a large version of milk dumplings. And the spicy kind who acts like a baby from time to time.
Yes, but Song Yucheng likes such a harmless, soft, caring and cute baby_(:з」∠)_
Therefore, as soon as he met the boy's beautiful eyes, Song Yucheng's heart softened half, and while rubbing his hair, he explained gently: "I'm poor, and there is no police station where I can eat." Well live well, are you afraid?"
"Don't be afraid! My brother is a good person. Wait... When my uncle comes to pick me up, my brother will live with me at his uncle's house, so that I won't be poor!" Most likely, I could feel Song Yucheng's liking, and the milk dumpling was so pitiful after changing. , slapping her small breasts, looking like I can be righteous.
Song Yucheng couldn't bear it anymore, bowed his head and kissed him. Then he opened the door slowly, "Okay, okay, I'll go back with you to eat the big family when you find uncle. Let your uncle be mentally prepared. I might eat, and it's not easy to serve."
"It's okay, I don't care if he minds or not! Brother, I like you the most! I like you the most!" Song Yucheng's heart was softened by the sweet voice of the little milk. After eating, seeing that I was full, taking a shower, and putting me to bed, I finally stopped.
"Raising children is quite interesting~" Song Yucheng couldn't help sighing, but for some reason, he always felt that the scene of meeting the boy before was very familiar. But now that I calm down and think about it, I wonder if I am thinking too much. But the doubts about being able to communicate with this child in French all of a sudden remained in Song Yucheng's heart.
Song Yucheng thought about it many times, and he was convinced that he had never learned French. Including the last world, until the end, even Yunxi knew French, but he didn't. It doesn't make sense to come to this world and learn by yourself without a teacher.
This is so weird.
Song Yucheng was puzzled, but the system's next reminder immediately brought him back to reality: "My lord, your update, your homework."
"..." Damn it! Remembering that there were still a lot of things to do, Song Yucheng immediately put all doubts behind him, and continued to devote himself to coding and homework.
It's really fatal, there is still a math test in school tomorrow. In addition to the daily change of 10,000, Song Yucheng suddenly felt that today was another all-nighter. But I don't know why, maybe it's because there is one more person in the room, even though he is still very tired, but Song Yucheng feels inexplicably very ironed in his heart, and even the state of work has become more active.
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No matter how active you are, hard work is still hard work. Song Yucheng struggled until four o'clock in the morning before he was able to sleep in bed. Gently hugging the warmly sleeping Tuanzi in his arms, Song Yucheng couldn't help but kissed him on the cheek. Then fell into a peaceful sleep.
However, on the other side of City B at this time, a young man was listening to his subordinate's report with a heavy face.
"Boss Jian, the young master has finally been found. The police at the other end of the old block caught a young gangster who tried to abduct and sell him. I went to ask just now. The child kidnapped by the gangster is probably the young master."
"Where's that person?" The young man's face was still expressionless, but the impressive aura around him made the secretary a little afraid.
He has been with the young man for five or six years, but he still can't figure out his emotions. Especially in this dangerous time, even if he understands that even if he says something wrong, he may not be fired, but the secretary is still afraid, and tremblingly puts the information he got into the hands of the young man.
"The one who saved the young master was a high school student. We investigated and found that although his background was a bit tortuous, his background is very clean and he is an ordinary person. It is a little strange...he can speak French. Judging from his grades, this boy You can’t even speak English very well, why can you speak French?”
Seeing the strange look in the young man's eyes, the secretary's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly added another sentence: "President Jian, don't worry, I'll let someone check it carefully."
"No need, I'll go see him myself tomorrow." The young man looked at the photo on the file and didn't look away for a while. When he saw what Song Yucheng had done recently written on it, he unexpectedly raised his lips and smiled.
In the end it was that person, even if he changed his identity, he still acted so neatly. Is this world too miserable? Why are you so poor that you can hardly even eat.
Unable to help sighing, the young man touched the photo Song Yucheng left when he was taking notes at the police station, and felt a little sour in his heart.
Fortunately, this is the last time, and I will never let him suffer again in the future. Thinking of this, the young man asked the secretary to investigate Song Yucheng's specific situation more carefully, especially those things that happened recently.
Seeing Song Yucheng's appearance in the photo, he seemed to be exhausted to the extreme. The young man felt that he should do something to make him not work so hard.
In addition, if we are going to meet tomorrow, he wonders if he should get his hair trimmed immediately and choose a new outfit by the way.
He still remembered that Song Yucheng liked beauties. First impressions are always the best.
Thinking of this, the young man became busy. As for the dumpling that had been lost, he was no longer in a hurry. If it was at someone else's house, he would definitely rush over overnight to bring the cub back. But the child is with Song Yucheng, so there is really no need to worry.
Because Song Yucheng has always been the best at raising children.
Closing his eyes, the young man seemed to be immersed in the memories of the past for an instant, and even his eyes became much gentler. And those silver-gray eyes, which were exactly the same as those of the little boy, became so bright and charming in such a situation that there were no suitable words to describe them.
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However, the young man could not sleep because he wanted to meet Song Yucheng. Song Yucheng didn't even receive half of the induction on the other side. Instead, after waking up in the morning, he looked at the well-behaved dumpling in front of him anxiously and didn't know what to do.
"Brother, don't worry, I will take good care of the house!" Feeling Song Yucheng's worry, the little boy patted his chest again, expressing that Song Yucheng should go to school quickly, and that he is fine at home by himself.
But if it was really reliable, how could it get lost on the street? Looking at the confident dumpling in front of him, Song Yucheng finally decided to take a leave of absence from school today, and go home immediately after taking the morning exam.
Although he was always worried, this child was indeed much more self-reliant than other children of this age. Just three hours in the morning, there should be no problem.
Thinking of this, Song Yucheng told him a few more words, and then hurriedly packed his things and rushed to school.
As for the road, Song Yucheng turned over the wrong question book again, and carefully read the usual difficulties and easy mistakes several times. It wasn't until he entered the classroom that he reluctantly put down the wrong book in his hand.
It turned out that the atmosphere in the classroom was a bit wrong, and everyone seemed to be looking at him with strange eyes.
What's going on here? Song Yucheng was puzzled at first, and then met a pair of eyes full of hatred and mockery.
It was Feng Jin's.
The inflatable doll's oolong made Feng Jin lose his master. So I didn't show up at school for several days. Originally, Song Yucheng thought that Feng Jin would probably transfer to another school, but he never expected that he would not.
Seeing Feng Jin approaching with anger, Song Yucheng subconsciously said a word, but this sentence directly made the whole class laugh out loud.
Song Yucheng: Feng Jin, your inflatable doll is still in my house! When will you pick it up