World Hopping: Avenge Our Love

Song Yucheng seems gentle. But grow up by yourself, no matter how gentle, you must be a little wolf and fierce in your bones. Otherwise, you must not be bullied to death.

And Song Yucheng himself, because of his young experience, especially hates the kind of bullying children. Whether it is a parent who is born but not raised, or a scum that pushes the child into the fire pit with conscience like this foolishness.

Putting the schoolbag lightly on the side, after making sure that the contents inside will not be damaged, Song Yucheng walked directly towards the bastard. I don't know how clever he is. But squeezing the young man's wrist made the young man's arm numb. As for holding the child's hand, he quickly released it.

"Standing here waiting for me, I still have some things to do." Song Yucheng's tone is very gentle. And with the rhythm and tone unique to French, listening to the ears, there is a special moving.

The little boy was very sensible and realized that he was saved. He nodded vigorously, and stood at the corner obediently, and took pains to pick up Song Yucheng's schoolbag and hugged it in his arms, so as not to get dust on the ground.

This is a very important thing for my brother. My brother helped me and I will give him a good look. The boy thought so, and hugged his schoolbag more tightly.

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 us to have a good conversation. I think I'm qualified to know what you are going to do with my brother." It is still a very gentle tone, but Song Yucheng's eyes and expressions are also very different. The momentum after the full release is so powerful that as long as you look at it, the young man will be frightened.

This is what an ordinary high school student should look like. It is clearly a gesture that the wrists are superb, and they have been in the high position for a long time.

So, when the police rushed over ten minutes later, the young man who had trafficked unsuccessfully saw them just as they saw their loved ones. Rolling and crawling over and begging to be taken away.

"I confess my guilt, I'm a bastard, I'm not a human being, you comrades of the police, please take me away! I am willing to confess guilt." A snot, a tearful squeeze on the police's sleeve, was originally a young boy, just what The little terrified was terrified, holding the policeman's arm and not letting go.

"..." The policeman was also taken aback. However, after listening to Song Yucheng's explanation, he was a little helpless, and felt that the young man was himself dead.

It's a good thing to pick up the missing child and send it to the police station. It's a good idea to be a bad guy. This is fine. Suspected child trafficking is not trivial, even if it is attempted.

In the face of this situation, the police did not have much to do, and directly took Song Yucheng away with the children and the youth. Going back to the police station to make a note.

However, when he was a child, Song Yucheng, who finally ended the aftermath work, stood at the door of the house and looked down at the dough around his thigh, only to feel a little headache.

It is clear that the children have been lost, and it is safe to go to the police station, just leave the people. But he never expected that the boy would come back with him.

When I met something before, I saw him knowing that self-help was calm. Now that it is safe, it is like changing a baby. Where is there any alert and calm cooperation, clearly is a large version of milk gnocchi. There are also spicy spoils from time to time.

Yes, but Song Yucheng likes such harmless, soft and intimate cuddly _(:з」∠)_

Therefore, just after the boy's beautiful eyes, Song Yucheng's heart was half softened, and while rubbing his hair, he gently explained: "I am poor, there is no police station where I eat. Live well, are you afraid?"

"Not afraid! My elder brother is a good person, wait... When my uncle comes to pick me up, my elder brother will live with me at my uncle's house, so that I won't be poor!" Most of them can feel Song Yucheng's liking, and the pity of the milk dumplings changed. Come on, snapping the small breasts, I look right.

Song Yucheng couldn't bear it any more, bowed his head and kissed him. Then he opened the door slowly and said, "Well, I will go back to eat with you when you find your uncle. Let your uncle be mentally prepared. I may eat, and it is particularly bad to wait."

"It's okay, don't worry if he doesn't mind it! Brother I like you the most! I like you the most!" The sweet and sweet little milk sound made Song Yucheng feel so soft that he took the child into the house and did it again. After dinner, watching full, take a shower, and sent to bed to sleep, this is considered a complete cessation.

"It's also interesting to raise children~" Song Yucheng couldn't help but sigh, but he didn't know why, he always felt that the scene he had met with the boy was very familiar. But now I'm quiet and thinking, and I think I'm thinking too much. Suddenly, the doubt of being able to communicate with this child in French always exists in Song Yucheng's heart.

Song Yucheng thought carefully many times, and he was sure that he had never learned French. Including the last world, until the end, even Yunxi knew French, and he didn't learn it. If you don't make sense in this world, you can learn without a teacher.

This is too strange.

Song Yucheng was puzzled, but the system's next reminder suddenly brought him back to reality: "Adult, your update, your homework."

"..." lying trough! Recalling that there are still a lot of things left untouched, Song Yucheng immediately threw all doubts behind his head and continued to invest in codewords and homework.

It's really dead. There will be a math test in school tomorrow. Coupled with the daily change of 10,000, Song Yucheng suddenly felt that today was another overnight night. But I don't know why, perhaps because there is another person in the room, even though it is still very tiring, Song Yucheng's heart felt inexplicably very irony, even the state of work became more active.

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How hard is it to be active, the hard work is still hard. Song Yucheng had tossed to four in the morning before he was able to lie in bed. Song Yucheng couldn't help but kiss him on the cheek with his arms slapped on his arms. Then he fell asleep in peace.

However, at this time on the other side of City B, a young man listened positively to the report of his subordinates.

"Mr. Jane, the young master has finally found it. The policeman in the old block has caught a little **** who tried to sell. I just asked. The kid who is abducted is mostly the young master."

"What about that man?" The young man's face was still expressionless, but Zhou's imposing attitude made the secretary a little scared.

He has been with the youth for five or six years, but he still can't understand his anger. Especially at this dangerous moment, even if you understand that you are wrong, you may not be dismissed, but the secretary is still afraid, and the information obtained from the trembling hands is put into the hands of young people.

"It was a high school student who saved the young master. We investigated. Although his life is a bit tortuous, his background is very clean and he is an ordinary person. It is a little strange... He even speaks French. According to his results, this Teenagers are not very good at English, why do they speak French?"

Seeing the young man’s eyes was a little weird, the secretary gave a sigh of relief and quickly added another sentence: "Jan, you can rest assured, I will make people look up carefully."

"No, I will see him myself tomorrow." The young man looked at the photo on the document without looking away for a while. When he saw what Song Yucheng wrote recently, he accidentally raised his lips and smiled.

In the end it is that person, even after changing his identity, he still behaves so neatly. Is this world too bitter? Why is it so poor that you can't even eat rice.

Can't help but sigh, the youth touched the photo left by Song Yucheng when he was taking notes at the police station, and felt a little sour in his heart.

Fortunately, this was the last time, and he would never suffer him again. Thinking about this, the youth asked the secretary to investigate Song Yucheng's specific situation more closely, especially those that happened recently.

Looking at the pictures on Song Yucheng's photos, it seemed like he was extremely tired. The young man felt that he should do something so that he should not be so hard.

In addition, if he had to meet tomorrow, he wondered if he should immediately trim his hair and choose a new dress by the way.

He can still remember that Song Yucheng is a beauty. The first impression says that everything must be the best.

Thinking this way, the youth is busy. As for the lost dumplings, he was no longer worried. If it were in someone else's home, he would definitely rush over to bring the cub back overnight. But the child is in Song Yucheng, it is really no need to worry.

Because Song Yucheng has always been the most able to raise children.

With his eyes closed, the young man seemed to be instantly immersed in the memories of the past, and even his eyes became much gentler. The silver-grey eyes of the little boy are exactly the same. In such a scenario, the brighter the invoice, the more charming it is to find any suitable words to describe.

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However, the youth had trouble sleeping because they wanted to meet Song Yucheng. Song Yucheng's head didn't even receive it. Instead, after waking up in the morning, he looked anxiously at the clever dumpling in front of him, not knowing what to do.

"Brother, don't worry, I will take care of my family!" Feeling Song Yucheng's worry, the little boy once again patted the little chest, and said that Song Yucheng should go to school quickly. There is no problem at home. The thief is reliable.

But if it's really reliable, how can it be lost on the street? Looking at the confident group in front of him, Song Yucheng finally decided to take a day off with the school today and take the morning exam and go home immediately.

Although he is always worried, this child is indeed much more independent than other children of this age. As long as three hours in the morning, there should be no problems.

Thinking about this, Song Yucheng asked him several more words, and then he quickly packed up and hurried to the school.

As for the way, Song Yucheng went through the wrong question book again and carefully read the usual difficulties and error points several times. It wasn't until he entered the classroom that he was able to 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 a strange look.

What's wrong? Song Yucheng first was puzzled, and then he met a pair of hateful and mocking eyes.

It is Feng Jin.

The oolong of the inflatable doll before, let Feng Jin lose the adult. Therefore, they did not appear in school for several days. Originally, Song Yucheng thought that Feng Jin was about to transfer, but he never thought that he wouldn't.

Seeing Feng Jinhan approaching with anger, Song Yucheng subconsciously said a sentence, and this sentence directly made all the students in the class follow the laughter.

Song Yucheng: Feng Jin, your inflatable doll is still in my house! When are you going to get it?