I seem to have a crush on the little follower

Before leaving after school, Tang Le looked back at the red sign outside the classroom.

"Grade One and Five Classes, Senior One and Five Classes, Senior One and Five Classes." He turned around and chanted silently as he walked, until he reached the alley.

His memory was surprisingly poor when he was young. Mr. Liu, who was a supporting teacher in the mountains, had done ideological work for his grandma for two years, so that he barely got this opportunity to come to a big city to study in high school. If he went to class on the first day, he would forget it. I don't know which class I'm in, and if I go to the wrong classroom later, wouldn't it be embarrassing to death.

September is early autumn, and the residual heat of summer has not yet receded. Tang Le is wearing washed white jeans, and there is a huge "Podi Chemical Fertilizer Factory" printed on the back of the stand-up collar and white short sleeves. It looks old, but it is not dirty.

He loves cleaning very much. Today is the first day of class, and he wants to make a good impression on his classmates.

So, among the few clothes, I chose a dress without holes.A white jacket, plus a pair of white trousers, set off his slightly long brown hair that partially covered his eyes, and his somewhat pale and bloodless face.Light toned from head to toe, it doesn't look healthy at all, obviously malnourished.

He looks clean and fair, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, but he is not good at dressing up, and he is too thin, so that his face does not have the chubby feeling that a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy should have. On the contrary, he has an innate Come cowardly.

He was walking along the narrow alley towards the rental house, and when he looked up and saw the grandma who was cursing with her hips on her hips not far away, Tang Le frowned in annoyance.

This "winding path leading to a secluded" rental house was found by grandma. He just complained that he couldn't remember the way, so grandma pointed at his nose and scolded:

"Losing money, you came to the big city to study that shit book, not to have fun, and I didn't come here specially to serve you, if you can't live in a cheap house, get out, if you can afford it yourself Find it!"

Tang Le just lowered his head, licked his dry lips, and didn't speak.

In fact, this kind of alley is also beneficial. For example, the draft is not afraid of the heat in summer. When a gust of wind passes by, the dryness and heat are blown away.

But the bad thing is that grandma's scolding will come all the way up the wall, sometimes it will make him a little embarrassed, and he even wants to pretend that he doesn't know the old woman in the white pull-on vest, such as today.

Tang Le had a big head, so he quickened his pace and walked over.

An old gray building surrounded on three sides stood at the end of the alley, with a total height of four floors, and it seemed extremely crowded. Tang Le lived at the corner of the third floor, and her mother was hiding behind the red door, trying to He didn't dare to go forward, but just cowered and covered his face.

Mom cried again, Tang Le knew of course that he was a little numb to this matter.

"You're unreasonable, isn't it over? Anyway, I only have this little money, if you don't want to give it to you, then what do you say!" A clean and clear male voice sounded.

Grandma with her hips on her hips, pointing with one hand into the dark corridor, she looked like a domineering mountain woman: "I don't care if you have money or not, if you don't pay, I will sit at your door today. Don't close your door, don't sleep, let's see who can spend the other!"

In the corridor, a silhouette could be seen clearly. It was a tall boy. Tang Le's gaze stayed on his coat hanging on the drying rack outside. It was their school uniform.

He felt ashamed for a moment, and hurried up the stairs.

"Oh."

The boy sneered, and put his hand into his trouser pocket: "Then sit down, my brother will bring my younger brothers over in 10 minutes, all of them are guys with knives and sticks, when you see these two sentences you scolded Can it be used?"

Grandma became a little anxious when she heard this. Although she was born with a big shoulder and a round waist, and because she has been doing farm work in the mountains all year round, she has great strength and a strong body, but if she is beaten up by many young guys with guys, it will be considered a retribution. It is not worthwhile to return the medical expenses.

"Son of a son of a bitch! Fuck. Damn, how dare you call me if you don't pay me?!" Grandma rushed forward and fought without any explanation.

The boy's reaction was very quick, and he quickly dodged towards the railing, and grandma missed it.

The boy was obviously irritated. When he heard the words just now, his eyes were like sparks, and he glared at grandma. He walked out of the darkness, and Tang Le could see his face and figure clearly.

Tang Le paused for a second when he was about to fight.

This boy looks good-looking, even a boy thinks so.

Tang Le didn't have time to look carefully, so he rushed forward and hugged his grandma from behind, and dragged her out forcefully. The grandma grabbed the doorknob of the boy's room violently, and he had a splitting headache: "Grandma! Stop fighting!"

Tang Le turned his head to look at his mother who was already a little delirious, and dispelled the idea of ​​asking her for help.

"What did you say?"

The boy ignored Tang Le's existence, and approached him with cold and frightening eyes.

Grandma threw Tang Le away and looked at him viciously: "I said, what a son of a bitch! You don't know how to pay for hitting an old man, what the hell. Your mother, you are bullying an old man! I will report to the police you go!"

"What are you talking about my mother?" The boy's eyes seemed to be bleeding from the corners of his eyes, his pupils dilated, and he didn't respond directly to grandma's words.

"Call your mother a dog! Bah!"

Grandma was very angry, her hair was in a mess, and the white waistcoat was a little torn because of being torn, revealing the greasy fat around her waist.

"Big brother!"

Tang Le saw that the veins on his forehead were bulging, his fists were already clenched, and he seemed to be about to run away in a minute, so he rushed forward and grabbed the boy's arm with a good voice. His fingers were cold, which calmed him down a bit.

Tang Le was so flustered that he didn't know what to say. He even cried a little when he spoke in a hurry, but he hurriedly used the words of asking for help that he had learned all his life: "Brother! Don't fight, it hurts your peace, brother..."

Before he finished speaking, the boy sneered, turned his gaze back to meet him, Tang Le suddenly weakened, and finally fell silent.

"roll."

The boy raised the arm he was holding, motioning for him to let go.

"Brother... If you have something to say, don't do it, brother." Tang Le's voice suddenly became weaker.

"Did you hear me tell you to get lost, you don't know each other yet, do you?"

The boy threw Tang Le away, and he staggered back a few steps. Grandma glared at him and muttered, "Useless things."

The boy's eyes narrowed, and he took a deep breath. Before grandma had time to react, he clenched his right fist and swung his waist to hit her left eye fiercely. The mother at the end of the corridor screamed when she saw this. , Tang Le rushed forward in a hurry, but before she could pull the grandma out of the boy's reach, she punched grandma's chin again, and there was a sound of teeth colliding violently. She stepped back in pain and fell on the ground. On Tang Le.

"I warn you, old woman."

The boy came forward and took a few steps, looked down at grandma, his red eyes shifted his gaze to Tang Le's face, Tang Le's body couldn't help but tremble.

The corner of the boy's mouth twitched a few times because of the rage, and he continued: "You can blackmail me, but if you scold my mother next time when blackmailing me, don't blame me for knocking out your dog teeth."

After finishing speaking, he took out the few remaining red cards of Grandpa Mao from his wallet, threw them on the ground, then turned around and walked down the third floor, staring at the ground with gloomy eyes. stop.

After a rattling sound of the wheels, the boy pushed the "caused" kebab trolley parked downstairs, and left the rental building in a rough way.

Tang Le looked down from the railing and moved his body: "Grandma, I'm leaving, let's go back to the house."

Grandma took a breath, and then moved away the heavy weight on Tang Le's thin body. She picked up the money and stood up angrily, stomped her feet, and cursed all around: "Look at it! What's so interesting about it?" !"

"whispering sound--"

There were slight hisses from the opposite floor, but no one wanted to have any verbal conflict with this shrew, so they dispersed for whatever reason.

Tang Le staggered to his feet, carefully avoiding grandma.

Grandma walked towards the door and grabbed the neckline of the mother who was hiding in the corner of the door. The mother was afraid that she would be beaten, so she couldn't help crying, twisting her body and begging for mercy.

Tang Le wanted to step forward to stop him, but his grandma swung his arm into the wall. He leaned on the wall and coughed.

Mom has a little bit of a mental problem, she's normal and sick, but most of the time, unless it's a huge stimulus.He looked down at the messy corridors around him, and he probably knew how fierce a fight had taken place.

When grandma was in the village, she was notoriously domineering. She could scold from the beginning to the end of the village without a word. In the second day, a bowl will appear demonstratively, with crushed egg shells and clean chicken bones.

That boy actually had the aura to frighten her. Tang Le only now remembered the brother and younger brother he mentioned just now, and he frowned.

Maybe he's an awesome gangster.

Grandma pulled her mother out of the corner and pushed her into the rental house. The voice of swearing gradually became quieter: "You lose money, if I see you haven't returned to the mountains tomorrow morning, you can do it yourself!"

Tang Le stood aside in a panic, but he didn't have the strength to stop him. He could only follow in the room while he was anxious.

He often has a feeling that he and his mother are out of tune with this family.

Grandma's overbearing and unreasonable and father's indifference made him and his mother's cowardly submissiveness all the year round seem ridiculous. They beat and scolded whenever they wanted, as if they were used to being treated so badly, and they had no intention of resisting.

But in his heart, he has always been unwilling. When his mother was beaten by grandma and cried and begged for mercy, he could only rush forward again and again, and then was easily pushed away.

Sometimes, there may be some family affection that only exists between raising and being raised. Except for the poor money and the food to fill the stomach, there is no intersection in life. All his feelings for this family have been wiped out. Years of helplessness have been drowned out, maybe he is the kind of white-eyed wolf who is not familiar with it, Tang Le thought.

Jixiang Road is the night market street in Tangkou District. This road is not long, and it is still a dead end. It is estimated that it is only a few hundred meters away, but it is crowded with more than [-] night market stalls. It is very lively when it opens at night.

Zhou Fan is wearing a black apron, his legs are extraordinarily long, with black short sleeves and long black jeans, which complement his muscular figure even better. A shadow casts by the bridge of the nose.He is very handsome, this is recognized by the second grade of Tangkou Experimental Middle School.

He wiped his sweat with the towel on his shoulders, and quickly turned over the gluten on the grill with his thickly gloved hands.

"Brother, three strings of gluten, two strings of fish tofu, less spicy, take away."

Several girls stopped on the opposite side of the big cloud of white smoke. They fanned the wind with their hands and said to Zhou Fan.

"Hey, good." Zhou Fan replied with a smile.

He lowered his head, took out the corresponding amount of gluten and fish tofu from below, quickly dipped a brush in the sauce and coated it, then put it on the grill, then quickly packed the baked things and handed them to the station Boys waiting on the other side.

The uncle selling potato cakes at the side took advantage of the fact that there was no one in front of the stall, sat on the bench to rest, looked at Zhou Fan and said, "Zhou Fan, why are you here so late today, you are ashamed of the title of model worker on Jixiang Road."

Zhou Fan smiled: "Oh, the teacher asked me to talk, I'm late."

"No wonder." The uncle squinted his eyes and took a puff of his cigarette: "The teacher must not bear the heart of a kid like you who took the No. 1 exam and came out to do business, so it's right to persuade you."

Zhou Fan laughed at the sound, without too much explanation.

If he is left in the principal's office today just to persuade himself, he has some headaches, the [-]-word review book, plus the review under the national flag tomorrow, he is naturally not afraid of making such a fool, the only thing that bothers him is the [-] words It is more cost-effective to do a real geography test if you have this time.

"Hey? Zhou Fan, what's wrong with this patch on your face? How did you break such a big piece of skin and bleed?" The uncle got up from the bench and touched his skin that was a bit different under the dim light , When he saw the blood on his hand, he was surprised for a moment.

"It's okay." Zhou Fan wiped it with his arm, and looked at the blood on his arm with some helplessness: "I was bitten by a mad dog when I went out today."

"Ah? That's quite annoying, remember to get an injection on the weekend." The uncle was surprised.

"Okay, thank you uncle." Zhou Fan smiled.

"Hi, it's alright."

Mad dog, maybe it is really a mad dog, Zhou Fan frowned thinking of this.

He has always respected the elderly very much, especially the crazy old woman he met today looks about the same age as grandma, he is already humble enough.

However, humility did not bring him the respect he deserved. Instead, the other party caught his soft flesh and bit him even harder.

Perhaps it was because of the reason that she just moved in. The crazy old lady aired out all the quilts, and when she couldn't fit upstairs, she put them on the downstairs. When she squatted down to adjust the bottom of the clothes rail, she just curled up In the blind spot of Zhou Fan who was backing the car, before he stepped hard, he heard a filthy scolding from behind.

Zhou Fan hurriedly got out of the car to check. The situation was obvious, but the skin on his leg was scratched, at most it would be red and swollen the next day, and it would naturally disappear within a few days.

But he was very sorry, and hurriedly took out 300 yuan and handed it to her, and bent down to apologize again and again.

But when she saw that Zhou Fan gave so much money so proactively, she lay down on the ground with her hooves down, and rolled under the car. Taking advantage of no one watching just now, she began to cry and dragged Zhou Fan's trousers did not mean that he hit his head.

Zhou Fan was stunned, and after arguing for a long time with no solution, he threatened him as a younger brother, and the crazy old lady rushed forward in anger.

Although she failed to pounce on him, her long nails scraped off a bloody strip of flesh on Zhou Fan's face, which has been bleeding until now.

If it wasn't for Uncle Potato Cake's reminder just now, he has been too busy to pay attention, and now he feels a bit of piercing pain when a gust of wind blows by.

"hiss--"

He pulled a piece of paper from under the car, wiped the bloody skin, and grinned in pain.

"Don't use paper, it's full of bacteria, it's unhygienic, here, put this on." The uncle handed over a Band-Aid.

Zhou Fan hurriedly took it over and thanked him: "Oh, thank you so much Uncle."

"It's okay, it's okay, I always use this shovel to shovel my own flesh, I can't do it without preparation." The uncle laughed a few times after finishing speaking.

He also laughed, put the Band-Aid in his pocket with the other hand, and quickly packed the baked gluten and fish tofu for the girls. After they left, he bent over and carefully faced the black screen. The phone stuck it up.

On the cheekbone on the right side of the face, there is a khaki band-aid.

So fucking ugly.

He sighed angrily at the phone screen.

This crazy old lady seems to be a new tenant, and the rented house is still on the same floor as her. In the future, if she looks up and looks down, she will be a nail in her heart.

Zhou Fan frowned, and moved his facial muscles uncomfortably, the band-aid felt sticky and uncomfortable.

Together with the crazy old lady, there is also the little boy who is thin and shredded.

He recalled Tang Le who rushed forward to stop him.

Thin, small, less than 1.7 meters tall, other than his big and juicy eyes, he doesn't have any other impressions.

Zhou Fan touched the Band-Aid on his face, and impatiently poked the brush into the sauce dish to make a dent. He impatiently wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm, and sporadic spots hung on his black hair. Drops, dripping under his slightly deep eyes.

I guess this little boy is not a good thing, the crazy grandson of the crazy old lady, after all, the whole family needs to be neat and tidy, I guess once crazy, the crazy ones will be a litter, live on one floor in the future, maybe how many times he will be beaten It's really unsettling.

The author has something to say: The emotional line in this article is not cruel~ you can eat it with confidence.

The plot line is abusive, but it will not affect the protagonist's feelings, it will only make them more and more loving~

Finally a new article, I hope little angels support orz