I seem to have a crush on the little follower

Zhou Fan was taken aback by his bursting tears. It was the first time that this strong kid was willing to show his vulnerable side in front of him. It was obviously a pleasant surprise, but it really made Zhou Fan a little flustered.

Zhou Fan squatted down on the ground in front of him. With his height, he could just look at Tang Le sitting on the steps.

"what happened?"

Zhou Fan stretched out his hand, and stroked the back of his neck with his broad palm, as if comforting a wounded animal, he asked in a low voice.

As soon as Tang Le started to cry, the tears broke, and his throat was so choked that he couldn't speak at all. The result of forcing himself to stop crying was that his body began to twitch.

Seeing him like this, Zhou Fan didn't want to ask any more questions, just stroking his back, his voice seemed to have magic power:

"It's okay, you can cry if you want. I won't laugh at you. If you have any grievances, let's finish crying. I'll be here with you."

Tang Le's tears, which had been so hard to stop, completely broke the last line of defense at the same time he finished saying this sentence. He ignored it, straightened up, put his forehead on Zhou Fan's shoulder, and borrowed Zhou Fan's help. Fan's strong and broad arms began to cry.

The stairs of the whole building were empty, echoing with Tang Le's high and low sobs.

It wasn't until half an hour later that Tang Le cried until he was almost drained of water. He straightened up exhausted and weak, and leaned against the wall, his eyes were red and swollen as if he had been punched twice.

"Want to go back?" Zhou Fan asked in a low voice when he saw that he had stopped sobbing.

"My grandma locked the door." Tang Le said in a dull voice.

Zhou Fan stopped his voice immediately, probably knowing that the crazy old lady must have gone crazy again because of something, beat Tang Le and drove him out.

Zhou Fan sighed and sat on the steps beside him.

"It's okay, this kind of small conflict at home is easy to resolve, you can sleep with me tonight, and go to nurse you tomorrow and talk about it, it will be fine." Zhou Fan comforted.

"It can't be resolved." Tang Le lowered his head: "Small conflicts in normal families are easy to resolve, but I am not."

Zhou Fan's eyes lowered, he didn't speak, just stared at Tang Le with his dark eyes, something seemed to flash inside.

Tang Le thought he was a little puzzled, and sighed: "Forget it, Brother Fan, you don't understand this situation."

Zhou Fan frowned, and he took a long breath: "I understand."

Tang Le was taken aback when he heard the sound, and looked up at him.

Zhou Fan also stared at him. It was the first time for the two of them to sit together so calmly, at such a close distance, and exchange such sad and hopeless topics. Zhou Fan hadn't mentioned his family affairs to anyone for a long time.

He didn't want to mention it, except for Xie Haotian, this was the second time he was willing to speak so heartily to a person who had no blood relationship, and the reason was to make the other person feel less sad.

Zhou Fan found it unbelievable when he thought about it, but what was even more unbelievable was that he actually did this.

He felt a shabby little window that was so dusty and full of cobwebs being pushed open with a creak, and the rancid smell wafted out again, almost suffocating him.

"My family is also very bad. My father and mother divorced when I was in junior high school. The reasons for the divorce are ridiculous. Although my father may think that he played the best game of chess, I look down on it from the bottom of my heart. he."

As Zhou Fan said, he raised his head, Tang Le turned his face sideways, and saw a trace of vicissitudes in his eyes that did not match his age.

Zhou Fan continued: "So I came out. Although he sent me money every month, I never touched it."

Tang Le was a little surprised, no wonder he worked so hard every day, it turned out that all the sources of funds for his life were all earned by himself.

"You are very powerful, but... I am not as powerful as you." Tang Le said, his eyes lowered: "I can't do anything."

"No."

Zhou Fan explained: "I tell you this not to tell you how capable I am, but to say that you are just young."

Tang Le heard the sound and smiled lightly, he shook his head: "I'm already fourteen."

"You're only fourteen, kid." Zhou Fan said, "I'm not afraid of making fun of you when I say it. When I was your age, I cried every now and then because of my mother's illness."

"I'm not a child, my mother said, I've grown up." Tang Le lowered his head, a little disappointed.

Zhou Fan smiled helplessly: "You Chunxin are against me, aren't you?"

Tang Le smiled through tears: "No, I'm serious."

"Actually, you are quite strong. Really, I was used to the smelly problems at home at the beginning, and I couldn't stand any setbacks. In fact, thinking about it now, it was just a life and death. But at that time, I just couldn't think about life and death. Like a ball of hemp rope, tied in a tight knot."

Zhou Fan sighed, then looked at Tang Le:

"If it wasn't for Lao Xie who dragged me out of hell back then, I wouldn't know where I'm working in Hades Mansion now."

Tang Le heard the vocal music, and after the Coke passed, he felt a little pain in his heart.

The feeling of struggling in the abyss, getting covered in blood and scars, then digging off the blood, and telling the story of your previous scars with a perfect body, in a calm tone, is more distressing than the injury itself .

Tang Le looked at Zhou Fan, his eyes were filled with admiration: "I really admire you."

"No, I don't know what happened to you, but judging from your usual personality, it must not be a trivial matter to make you cry like this, so you just want to be yourself too much, just this point of optimism It's already powerful enough!" Zhou Fan said seriously.

Tang Le was stunned for a moment, but didn't speak, his eyes were fixed on Zhou Fan, and he didn't move away for a long time.

Zhou Fan was a little confused by his sudden direct staring, tilted his head, and asked cautiously: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I'm just a little touched." Tang Le came back to his senses, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

"Ok?"

Tang Le lowered his head: "You are the first person to discover my strengths, Brother Fan."

Zhou Fan froze for a moment, a strange feeling shot up from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, as if a pair of hands snapped his fingers next to his ears, suddenly waking up his brain that had been dull for a long time.

Zhou Fan smiled, put his arms around his thin shoulders, and patted lightly: "I'm just telling the truth, I can only say that you are pretty good."

"Brother Fan."

Tang Le seemed to think of something, and suddenly raised his head.

"En." Zhou Fan responded.

"Can I be your little brother?" Tang Le looked at him sincerely.

Zhou Fan paused for a moment, and immediately thought it was very funny.

If someone said that to Xie Haotian, he wouldn't find it strange, but if someone said that to himself, it would be a big joke.

He was just an ordinary student, he didn't have any younger brothers, and he didn't participate in any underworld fights. At most, he had some thoughts about fighting injustices.

I don't know what Tang Le was thinking, unless he thought he was the boss of the underworld from the very beginning.

In fact, thinking about it carefully, he never told Tang Le that those younger brothers were sent by Xie Haotian every time he helped, and there was a feeling that Xie Haotian was just one of his younger brothers. No wonder Tang Le misunderstood.

Zhou Fan suddenly became interested and asked directly, "Why do you want to be my little brother?"

Tang Le thought for a while: "I just want to be like you, able to fight, learn, and feel omnipotent, so that I can protect the people I want to protect."

Zhou Fan suddenly felt sad when he heard the sound. With his grades, it was more than enough to tutor Tang Le. In addition, because of Taekwondo in elementary school, although it has been temporarily put on hold for the past two years, he still has a lot of tricks to make this little chick keep fit. sure.

If he could help him as a big brother and a little brother, it shouldn't embarrass the kid too much, Zhou Fan suddenly felt a little moved.

"is it okay?"

Seeing that he didn't speak, Tang Le asked with a little confidence.

Zhou Fan cleared his throat. It is naturally a serious matter to accept a younger brother. If he accepts it casually, it will be too unreasonable for a big brother.

Zhou Fan said seriously: "It's okay, I don't count, it depends on your performance."

"How do you behave?" Tang Le's eyes sparkled.

"Hmm..." Zhou Fan frowned and thought for a while, then asked: "How is your grade, which subject is the most difficult, and how is your physical fitness?"

Tang Le was a little embarrassed: "My total score is second to last, and my English is the worst...I haven't passed the pass. In terms of physical fitness...it's not good."

"it is good."

Zhou Fan seemed to have an idea in his mind. He turned his face sideways, and even in the dark, he could clearly see the chivalrous manner in his brows and eyes. Tang Le was even more looking forward to it.

Zhou Fan thought for a while, and then turned his head: "How about this, during the half-month assessment period, insist on running 1000 meters every day, jog and run as you please, and, after half a month, I will come to dictate your first three units. English words, writing texts silently, if you pass these two items, I will promise you."

Tang Lewen paused for two seconds, and agreed without saying anything.

It was obviously a bit harsh for him, but Tang Le didn't even haggle at all, which surprised Zhou Fan, but he could only be a little serious when the words were splashed out, and the boss said everything he said. head.

"Come here, you go to do your homework first, I still have to go to work." Zhou Fan stood up, patted the ashes on his butt, and waved to him.

"Ah."

Tang Le got up, suddenly remembered something, and called again: "Brother Fan."

Zhou Fan turned around and looked at him suspiciously.

"Thank you."

As Tang Le spoke, he bowed again.

Zhou Fan was confused by him, but he remembered one thing. In order to tease the child who had just cried a lot, he leaned against the door, looking like a cynical ruffian: "You still owe me the last time!" What about two?"

Tang Le was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that promise in a flash. He thought Zhou Fan was serious, so he nodded with a chuckle.

But as soon as he bent down, he was caught off guard by the person in front of him.

That embrace was firm and warm that he had never felt before. Zhou Fan's collarbone was obvious, and Tang Le's forehead was pressed against his collarbone, and it was still a little tight. His cheek was forced against the man's chest.

He seemed to hear the rapid beating sound of bang bang bang.

Zhou Fan's chin brushed against Tang Le's hair intentionally or unintentionally, making him tickle.

With a hoarse voice, Zhou Fan smiled and said, "If you are told to bow, you should bow. Why are you so obedient, kid."

"Well……"

Tang Le was a little embarrassed by his teasing, and because he was stuffy in his sweater and couldn't breathe, he stretched out his hand and pushed Zhou Fan's lower abdomen softly with some discomfort.

Zhou Fan let go of him knowingly, didn't say much, just pushed open the door and said, "Okay, let's go in."

"En." Tang Le nodded.

The author has something to say: Zhou Fan’s inner os: As a social person, he must be like a big brother. He said that he could not accept the younger brother immediately, so he had to come to the [-]th bend of the mountain road first, so that the younger brother could feel the difficulty of getting this quota. Only in order to take big brother seriously, so I have to test first... Check his uncle's jio floor!Thomas flew over in full spin!Brother's arms are here!