Saving The Villain Boy

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

Yan Qiwei could clearly feel the slight tremor of Liang Xiao's fingertips, and the fiery shiver rushed from her spine to every tiny cell in her body, causing her body to become stiff.

Her cheeks were dizzy with the steaming heat, the refreshing soap scent filled the cold air, and someone touched her hair in a daze.

It was so tender that it was almost unreal.

Liang Xiao quickly let go of her, and the boy's muffled indulgence sounded with his heavy and rapid breathing, with sheer shyness and apology: "...I'm sorry."

He was apologizing for this sudden hug.

"You don't need to apologize." Yan Qiwei pursed her lips, and quickly raised her eyes to look at his bleak expression. She resisted her shyness and ecstasy and tried her best to put on a calm look. "Are you still uncomfortable now?"

Liang Xiao shook his head.

In the former home, the adoptive father who had a violent temperament would drink every rainy night, and when he was drunk, Liang Xiao was inevitably tortured.

Slaps and beatings with clubs are all common methods, and the adoptive father occasionally tries some novel methods, such as suffocation or flames. Every rainy night was an inescapable nightmare. He gradually learned to let go of his thoughts and endure without saying a word, but still couldn't help but remember the unforgettable pain when thunder and lightning passed by.

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

After being taken back to Liang's house, the pain recurring symptoms still occurred from time to time. He sometimes even had weird auditory hallucinations. The adoptive parents far away in the mountains called him by his former name over and over again, and his voice gradually changed to a cold and violent roar, driving Liang Xiao almost crazy.

—No, he is a lunatic now.

Liang Xiao laughed at herself, her eyes gradually darkened.

This sister who is not related to him 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 teenager wants to catch someone so much. As long as he thinks that he might be disgusted, he feels as if he is tight. Hold tightly.

But she was obviously frightened.

Yan Qiwei didn't know the thoughts in his mind. She saw Liang Xiao's expression turned dark, and realized that he felt inferior because of the illness being seen, so she had the courage to look directly at his eyes and spoke with a very serious tone. Said to him: "You didn't scare me, I'm just sad and can't help you get better soon. Liang Xiao, you don't have to be embarrassed because of this disease. Mom and Dad and I understand your condition, and everyone will do our best to help-we It's a family."

He frowned dazedly and repeated the words: "Family?"

"Yes," Yan Qiwei smiled and touched his soft black hair. The teenager felt the touch of others, and suddenly opened his eyes like a frightened animal, but did not show obvious disgust and resistance as before, "No matter what. At that time, there will be people who stand firmly on your side."

The thunder was weakened outside the window, and only a few lingering wind passed the window sill. Quietly all around, Liang Xiao unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth because of this sentence, and responded softly: "Yeah."

Yan Qiwei thought quietly, his wife could be considered a family member.

Who wants to be his sister?

The next day, Yan Qiwei walked into the classroom with the class bell as usual, followed by Liang Xiao, who had to wait for her to come to school with her although she got up early.

She was very self-aware and knew that she was late, but she didn't expect someone to be later than the two of them-after more than half of the class, Guo Mengmeng stood outside the classroom and shouted in her weak voice: "Report!"

Her grades are among the best in the class, and she has never done any bad things that do not observe school rules and regulations. The teacher is often very tolerant of such students, so he only symbolically helped the glasses and asked: "Why are you here now? ?"

"Sorry," she lowered her head, her long bangs and stray black hair covering her face in a dark mist, "I... my alarm clock is broken."

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

-Although Guo Mengmeng tried to lower her head to cover up, she could still see the eye-catching bruises on her cheekbones at a glance.

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

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

But even after searching all the memories related to the original owner, Yan Qiwei could not find the reason that caused her to be treated like this. This vicious bullying seemed to have no reason, and suddenly broke out violently.

She couldn't rest assured, and wrote a small note and asked her classmates to pass it to her: [Are those people bullying you again? ]

The response from the other party was long overdue.

Quite different from Yan Qiwei's wanton writing style, Guo Mengmeng's handwriting is delicate and delicate, with the warm and moist feeling of Xiaojiabiyu: [No, you don't have to worry about me. Really. ]

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

Guo Mengmeng raised his head after reading it, and smiled at her slightly away from a large group of distances.

The girl originally had a fair and clean appearance, but it was a pity that she couldn't dress up. She wore her head with long fluffy and messy hair all day long, and she had a bitter face most of the time. It was hard to tell that she was a beauty embryo.

Now she smiled, and the world was bright.

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

As she thought about it, she was about to look away from Guo Mengmeng, when she suddenly ran into an unclear line of sight.

Zheng Zeyu, who always dozed off in class, didn't know when she woke up, and stared at her with sleepy eyes.

His eyes were so cold that he could almost kill.

Yan Qiwei didn't expect to see Guo Mengmeng on the way after school.

To be precise, she was surrounded by a few girls under the school wall.

The spectators gathered around in twos and threes, all of them were students who watched the excitement. She asked Liang Xiao to stay there for a while, and then walked closer, vaguely hearing the voice of the crowd talking.

"what's up?"

"I heard that I robbed my boyfriend and was taught by the master."

"That's Guo Mengmeng, right? I heard of her in junior high school. She enjoys a lot of green tea, and her boyfriend has made one after another, like a stack of Arhats, so why not get tired of playing."

"But she looks so earthy..."

"It was not like this when she was in junior high school. At that time, she was very beautiful, and she was the goddess of many boys in her grade. Who knows how to become such a virtue."

Yan Qiwei rolled her eyes.

Come on, just for Guo Mengmeng's honest and socially fearful character, if she could make a boyfriend like a stack of Arhats, there would be no single people in the world.

In the school bullying incident, apart from the violence of the culprit, the masses' behavior of spreading rumors and watching with a curiosity mentality is also a shameful evil.

She was "heard" "as if" "a friend told me" by these chasers, and sneered with anger, and went straight through between the two girls with the most gossip and the most exaggerated words, bumping 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 you could directly ignore gravity and rush to the sky with your spray level, why was it hit?"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the people watching the theater around him again, and said coldly, "I want to see it so, why don't you come and experience it for yourself?"

The crowd of melon-eating people dispersed, Guo Mengmeng looked at her with wide eyes in disbelief, and shouted in a small, trembling voice: "Liang Wei..."

Ye Man, the leader among the girls, gritted his teeth and looked at her, and his brows were tightly twisted into a summary: "Liang Wei, we don't offend the river. Don't be nosy."

"This is not nosy."

Yan Qiwei was spoiled and raised since she was a child. Although she didn't show it on weekdays, she still had a lot of spoiled and arrogant eldest temperament in her bones. At this moment, she put her hands around her chest and raised her eyebrows with a sneer. Her momentum overwhelmed the other girls a lot, just like Liang Wei herself.

She paused for a while and continued: "Yu Qing, I am Guo Mengmeng's friend; Yu Li, any outstanding Communist Youth League member will never choose to ignore his classmates after being bullied. This is inhumane and inconsistent with the new The concept of building the motherland."

God he* a member of the Communist Youth League.

Ye Man was so angry that she gritted her teeth, but this eldest lady has a really big background and can't provoke her. She could only endure her anger and said, "You...are sick?"

Yan Qiwei liked her look like she couldn't get rid of herself even though she was unpleasant, Ye Man took a step closer, and wanted to say something, a pale and thin hand suddenly lay between them.

-Liang Xiao worried that Ye Man started to move, and saw her move slightly, so she stood silently in front of the little girl next to her.

Because of this little action, Yan Qiwei's heart was pounding, and she smiled: "Don't worry, this is our girl's business, and I will take care of it."

She paused, then turned her gaze to Yeman.

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

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