God vs. Lone Star, you and I are a pair

Zhou Jingyan felt like he was Chen Mindong, who was shorter than other children of the same age at 12 or 3 years old. He stood at the grand school gate, pursed his lips tightly, and was mentally building himself up.

Before getting off the bus, his mother tidied up the tie on his school uniform, "Xiaodong is a big boy now, and will soon become a man. Your favorite sister Xinyi also goes to school here. If you behave well, maybe sister Xinyi will I will really marry you." The mother teased her son.

Chen Mindong's face turned slightly red, "That's a kindergarten thing." When he was 4 or 5 years old, he liked the sister next door, took his mother's ring to propose, and insisted on marrying her home.

"Hey, okay, I'll be there in twenty minutes." The mother answered the phone, and it was the methodical elite lawyer again, and the warm parent-child moment just now was gone.

His mother touched his head and said, "Go and make more friends. The classmates here will be of great help to your life in the future."

He actually wanted to tell his parents that he didn't want to go to school here. The classmates here all came from rich or noble backgrounds. They made fun of him for being a hobbit and insisted that he join the basketball team. He had a lot to say to his parents, but his parents were in a hurry even when walking at home.

As Chen Mindong looked at the bigger and bigger house, he missed his former small home even more. Now his home was empty, with only him and an aunt who cleaned the house often.

His parents said that they must work hard to give him a better future, including sending him to Manchi International School, and allowing him to accumulate connections that others cannot reach during his teenage years.

Later, he gradually became familiar with those out-of-reach connections. As his mother once said, sometimes, if you can't change something, then join him.

He had been bullied by the boys in the class since he entered school. A few tall boys always liked to drag him away with his head in their arms. His nose was filled with the strong sweat smell of adolescent boys. In schools other than Manqi, he is obedient and well-behaved and has good grades. His parents also have decent and high-income occupations. His teachers and classmates in the class like him very much.

But all of these don't work here.

This is like a small, hierarchical society. Whoever's parents are richer will have more say here. These children have been following the trend since they were young.

As his parents became busier and busier, Chen Mindong became more and more silent. It wasn't until the second day of junior high school that he sat in front of Shen Xiujie.

Chen Mindong's whole body leaned forward, and his butt only touched a quarter of the stool. Because the eldest lady has to put her feet on it during class. He is good at homework and often helps Shen Xiujie with his homework and runs errands to buy water and snacks for Shen Xiujie.

"This kid, despite his short legs, can run quite fast." The more he ran errands, the fewer and fewer people bullied him, because everyone knew that he was from Shen Xiujie's side.

Later, he completely became Shen Xiujie's side.

He closed his eyes and poured the urine into the bottle onto the girl's face.

"There is a future." Shen Xiujie patted his head and praised him.

From then on, I followed Shen Xiujie, from a little boy who ran errands to buy water, to a big brother with lines and scenes. After returning home, even his mother smiled and touched his head. She took several big orders, and some people mentioned that our young master or young lady was friends with the young master.

Chen Mindong sometimes looked at the busy and happy backs of his parents and wanted to open his mouth many times to say something to them, but in the end he silently closed his mouth.

Zhou Jingyan seemed to have walked into Chen Mindong's heart this time, instead of just being a bystander.

She could clearly sense Chen Mindong's unease and confusion and his confusion of not knowing how to communicate with his parents. You can also feel that Chen Mindong has changed from a little boy who was bullied to an accomplice who bullies others. Although he smiled, he was not happy.

He is just imitating adults in another way to integrate into a life that he doesn't know what is right or wrong and doesn't like it.

Zhou Jingyan's mind was flashing through what Chen Mindong had experienced in the past few years, and at the same time she could feel the mist-like sadness surrounding him.