Host, You're Targeted

People come and go at the gate of Lvcheng No.1 middle school. People who get up early to work are in a hurry with briefcases.

Near class time, occasionally a few people will stop to look at their side.

With school uniform on his arm and decadent teenagers all over his body, he stood in front of the young man whose face had all faded away, his red eyes and his head drooping, which made people heartache.

The big iron gate at the school gate is closed, and Lin fengxu and Shen Yang are just standing in the middle line of the iron gate.

The straight and spacious campus main road is behind the two of them, leading to the teaching building in the distance.

Camphor trees with luxuriant branches stand on both sides of the campus main road. The first ray of sunshine in the morning casts a silhouette of leaves in the middle of the road.

Lin Feng's eyes were red and sobbed in a low voice. He hung his head and then raised his head again. He stubbornly forced the tears back into his eyes.

Shen Yang looked at him like this, only felt that the whole heart was seized by people.

Shen Yang took a step forward, and Lin Feng put his toes against his toes and held him in his arms.

Shen Yang's hand pressed on Lin fengxu's back neck and pressed him to his shoulder with a little effort.

"Good." Shen Yang patted Lin fengxu's shoulder and gently coaxed him, "I'm here."

Lin fengxu hung his head and buried his face on Shen Yang's shoulder, his eyelids against Shen Yang's shirt fabric.

Shen Yang hugs him and coaxes him, tears can't stop any more, all seeping into Lin fengxu's clothes.

The youth's tears are never pure, which is mixed with a lot of uneasiness and unwillingness. Those proud fragments crushed by people mix in the tears and are discarded one by one.

Only by leaving the pieces that cut your heart can new pride be established.

After the injury, the skin will become harder, leaving an ugly scab on the surface.

The broken pride can also be put together again to make it harder and more complete.

Lin fengxu's crying voice is very small, even if the youth lost their pride, they would not cry at the top of their voice.

Shen Yang gently patted Lin fengxu's back and listened to his sobbing in his ears.

It's like a kitten with its sharp claws removed. It can only whimper before it gets back on its feet.

Not far from Liu Nan, they watched Shen Yang patting Lin Feng Xu coaxing him, and their eyes were staring like copper bells.

Lin fengxu is not made of water. After crying for a while, he has no tears.

He also buried his face on Shen Yang's shoulder and felt uneasy later.

Did he cry in front of Shen Yang?

There is a car slowly driving through the deceleration strip, towards the gate of Lvcheng No.1 middle school.

The sudden whistle sounded in their ears, Lin Feng Xu wanted to raise his head to avoid, but Shen Yang took a step ahead of him, pressed the back of his head and took him to the side.

Lin fengxu buried his face in Shen Yang's shoulder socket like that, supporting Shen Yang's waist and going to one side.

The security uncle came to open the big iron gate. The teacher who drove in the car took a look at Shen Yang and Lin fengxu. He thought that children are so aboveboard now?

The teacher drove the car to the school with the steering wheel. Looking at the students who were still holding each other from another angle, he found that they were actually two boys.

And it's like one is comforting the other?

All right. The teacher thought, is he does not understand the young people now, the original boy will be so vulnerable, the original boy sad also need to hug.

Well, he's out of date.

The teacher smacked his tongue to himself.