He came from the system to save childhood

The little cub kept murmuring and pushing He Yan away.

"Big brother, no, no, you're going to get beaten!"

He Yan raised his eyebrows and didn't care. He just thought in his heart that this kid was really useless. As a member of the He family, how could he be bullied by others?

For some reason, at least he didn't want to reveal his identity yet. He just thought that the flustered little kid who treated him as a stranger was very interesting.

"Don't worry, I'm here, who dares to hit you? Be quiet!"

When He Yan spoke more harshly, the little guy became quiet. The little guy was afraid of being yelled at, and other people's emotions had a great influence on him.

Sensitive people live in the abyss, and they are always a hundred times more sad than ordinary people when facing the devil's every move.

Looking at the quiet little cub, He Yan felt satisfied. He carried the child all the way to the office of the student union president. You know, the student union president of an aristocratic school represents power and status.

Having an office is not uncommon.

The little cub poked his head out curiously, then nervously retracted it. His little movements were very interesting.

But the stomach is more interesting than people. It kept beating rhythmically like a drum along the way. The little guy has become accustomed to his stomach growling frequently.

But He Yan's habit of feeling embarrassed for others came back again.

"Have you not eaten?"

The little cub shook his head and touched his flat belly, raised his little face and said pitifully: "Did I bother you? Yes, I'm sorry."

What was there to be sorry about? As a member of the He family, he didn't need to apologize to anyone, not even his seventh brother.

He Yan felt inexplicably unhappy.

"No apologies!"

The little cub moved his lips twice in confusion but said nothing.

The less you talk, the safer you will be.

He Yan carried the baby to the sofa, and when he put him down, he realized that he didn't feel tired at all after walking such a long distance carrying a child.

The little cub was really too light, which made He Yan even more upset.

He has always hated the various rules and struggles of the He family. He and his brothers seemed to be tools for profit, bringing benefits to their mother's family.

It goes without saying that a little kid who is hated by his father will not have a good life, but he doesn't want to cause trouble. But now that he has seen it, he will not pretend nothing happened.

There was a small refrigerator and a microwave in the office. He Yan would get hungry easily after staying here for a long time, so he put a lot of food in the refrigerator and took out a bag of custard buns and put it in the microwave.

Then he took out a pack of milk and put it in a cup of hot water to heat it up.

The little boy was at a loss as to what to do, and there was no need for him to do anything, so He Yan stuffed the food directly into his hands.

"Eat it!"

The little guy was a little dazed.

"Here, for me?"

"What else? Is there anyone else here?" He Yan's expression was full of disgust, but he handed the food in his hand directly into the arms of the little kid.

"Thank you."

The little boy did not shirk his responsibility. No matter whether the outside world brought him good or bad, he would always accept it and accept everything obediently because he could not change anything and he had no choice.

The little cub is thin, and his cheeks will bulge out when he eats something, like a little hamster.

He Yan held his cheek and stared at the little cub, blurting out his thoughts.

"Are you not having a good time in the He family?"

The little guy stopped talking, seeming to be confused as to how he knew who was from the He family.

After all, everyone knows that the He family has only eight sons, and they have all shown their faces and are well-known. No one would think that such a useless person like him would be a member of the He family. Even his father thinks he is a disgrace.

"What? Are you confused? Then let me introduce myself again. I'm your seventh brother, He Yan."

Since I asked it subconsciously, there is nothing to hide. This is not an identity that needs to be concealed. With a brother like him protecting me, I can walk around in this school without any problems!

The custard bun in the kid's hand suddenly fell down, and he ran out in front of He Yan's confused look.

???

"Fuck! Why are you running?!"

Unfortunately, the little guy didn't even turn his head, and almost fell down in fear, but he still didn't stop.

His lips were a little pale. He was scared. The little cub wanted to get close to his brothers, but he was afraid of them because they hadn't come to see him in so many years.

Is it because you hate him?

The little boy didn’t know what conflicts of interest were, or what the involvement of his mother’s family was. He only knew that his father had thrown him into a remote building to live for seven years because he hated him.

During these seven years, no one cared about him at all. Even the servants who occasionally passed by called him an abandoned child and said that he was not even as good as the watchdog of the He family.

He had seen his brothers from afar once. It was at his eldest brother’s birthday party. It was a very big party and the little guy had accidentally entered the garden.

Even though it was too far to see clearly, I could roughly see that the brothers were wearing well-fitting suits and seemed to be glowing all over. The little boy was envious and admired them, and wanted to get closer but was extremely afraid.

Now that I see my Seventh Brother looking so miserable, he will only be disliked even more, right?

Thinking of this, tears started to fall uncontrollably. The little boy raised his hands in a daze to catch the crystal tears, forming a small dimple in his palm.

Did he... cry?

The little cub has always known that crying is useless and will only make the person who hurt him happier.

He won’t cry if he doesn’t have enough food, he can comfort himself by eating some leaves, and he won’t cry if he is beaten, because he will feel better in a few days.

But the little guy is afraid of being disliked, afraid of being disliked by his family.

That seemed more unacceptable to the little cub than any suffering in the world.

……

When I returned to the elementary school, the get out of class was over. When I returned to the classroom, I sensitively felt that the gazes of people around me had changed. It seemed that there was some... fear?

The little kid was a little confused until the small groups gathered around and dragged him directly into the toilet.

The toilets in the aristocratic school are very luxurious and the space is large enough that the little kids look so small standing here.

The thin little body was pushed against the wall, and the sound was painful.

Gao Zhuang's eyes were filled with hatred as he grabbed the little boy's hair with force.

"Oh, are you holding on to someone powerful now? Do you look down on us? Where's the bread I wanted?"

The little boy opened his mouth to explain, but they didn't give him a chance. The child next to Gao Zhuang took a handkerchief and stuffed it into the little boy's mouth.

School violence has no age limit. The opening and closing of soft lips can pierce the heart, and young fists will be swung at their own kind. Those bright eyes that bring joy to bullying will only be deeply imprinted in the victim's heart and can never be erased.

"Tell me, the young masters of the He family ignored you before, so why are they rushing to find you now? Is there something special about you?"

Gao Zhuang's eyes were filled with evil, and it was hard to imagine that such a look came from a child of seven or eight years old.

"Take off his clothes! Today I want to study carefully what is so special about him!"