born stubborn

The cripple swung with full strength, Yuan Yang reflexively dodged to the side, but Yuan Tao in his hand took the opportunity to escape.

"Yuan Tao!" Yuan Yang jumped up and grabbed Yuan Tao again.

Taking advantage of his distraction, the cripple stepped up and kicked the unsuspecting Yuan Yang on the side.

With a muffled sound, Yuan Yang lay down at the base of the wall, his waist was swollen and painful, and his head hit the wall accidentally, making him even more dizzy.

"Go, go!" Seeing the opportunity, Yuan Tao hurriedly dragged the cripple to get on the motorcycle.

The cripple flicked his backhand and threw Yuan Tao away. Taking advantage of Yuan Yang's gap before getting up, he rushed over and kicked Yuan Yang's chest again.

"You little son of a bitch, whose hair is not even grown yet, how dare you challenge the lame master?"

"Let's go!" Yuan Tao ran over and hugged the lame man's arm, "I can't walk anymore."

"Bah!" The lame spat on the ground, then turned around cursing and leaving.

"Stop!" Enduring the great pain, Yuan Yang stood up from the ground and supported the wall, and shouted dizzily, "Yuan Tao, stop!"

"Fuck. Your mother is looking for death!" The cripple rushed back angrily, threw a pair of rough hands around Yuan Yang's neck, and pressed him against the wall.

"Listen to the crooked words again? If I want to kill you, it's like breaking a shallot!"

The cripple was full of evil spirits, and his brute force was astonishing. Even if Yuan Yang hadn't been kicked twice by him in a sneak attack, he wouldn't be able to touch him at all.

But Yuan Yang was born stubborn, now that the cripple is strangling his neck, the blood all over his body is rushing into his head and buzzing, his breathing becomes very difficult, but he scoured all the spittle with a sticky bloody smell in his mouth, and spat on the cripple. On the face, "Fuck. Your ancestors!"

"I will send you to see the King of Hades!" The cripple was enraged, and when he tightened his hands, Yuan Yang's face turned into a purple cabbage.

Those beautiful eyes also stared round, and Gan opened his mouth hoarsely, wanting to curse a few words, a burst of unbearable retching blocked his throat, completely blocking his voice.

"Hey cripple, hey, it's okay, let go..." Seeing Yuan Yang being strangled too hard, Yuan Tao hurried over to grab the cripple.

"Get out!" The cripple sprayed him with saliva, and kicked him away again, "I haven't seen anyone who dares to scold me, so I have to kill this little bastard!"

"Oh my god, what's the matter?"

The aunt in the neighborhood watched from afar, stomping her feet anxiously, she didn't know where she threw the pig's ears in her hand.

"Hey, hurry up and stop it, don't let Yang Yang get into trouble!"

The little boss was also hurrying back and forth on the deli stall, picking up the knife from the chopping board hesitantly and chopping it back.

"How dare I, the crippled bastard kills without blinking an eye."

Liang Yue waited at home for a long time, but Yuan Yang did not come back.

Now Xia Weiyang stopped crying, and was staring at the ground in a daze.

Liang Yue poured another glass of water and handed it to her, "Auntie, sit down first, I'll go out to find Yuan Yang."

Xia Weiyang didn't speak, but nodded in a daze.

As soon as Liang Yue came out from the gate of the courtyard, he raised his eyes and saw two or three people in front of him, one of them was tall and thick, and he was pushing one person against the wall and strangling his neck.

Liang Yue took a closer look, and found that the pinched person who had no strength to fight back was Yuan Yang.

"Fuck!" Liang Yue rushed forward angrily, grabbing the cripple and pinching Yuan Yang's arm, "You fucking let go! Let go!"

When the cripple saw a little boy wearing the same school uniform running over again, he was pinching one now, so he couldn't free his hand to deal with Liang Yue, so he yelled roughly at Liang Yue: "Go away, little bastard, or I will take you with me!" son killed!"

Liang Yue saw that this person was not a good-natured person, nor was he the kind of social youth they beat up before, but an out-and-out vicious character, and there was no need for serious discussion.

Liang Yue frowned, jumped up and kicked the lame man's lame leg.

"Fuck. Your mother! Let me go!"

The lame leg was hurting for a while, and the lame man sighed in relief. He was invincible all over the world in this area, and the big tree shook three times when he stomped. Now, two children who dared to compete with him jumped out.

"You're looking for death!" The cripple let go of Yuan Yang angrily, and swung his arm towards Liang Yue.

Liang Yue raised his arm to block it, but he couldn't stop the cripple's ferocious strength at all. He was suddenly shaken far away and fell to the ground.

There was a sudden pain in his arm, Liang Yue ignored it, and quickly got up from the ground and stood firm.

"Hehe. The bones are quite hard?" The cripple smiled with his mouth curled up, pointed at Liang Yue and said, "Just you little bastards, I'll pick ten of you and kill him anyway!"

Liang Yue squeezed his arms and laughed, "Go away!"

"Fuck!" The cripple scolded with staring eyes, jumped up and rushed towards Liang Yue.

Liang Yue gave him a support with all his strength.

As long as anyone knows the lame man, no one will run away when they see him. It is probably the first time that the lame man has put on airs with someone, and he is still a minor.

The cripple felt too humiliated, so he gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength, causing Liang Yue's arms and legs to tremble following the oppression.

Relieved, Yuan Yang got up from the ground, ran over unsteadily and kicked the lame man on the back of his waist, the force was not too strong, and the lame man trembled.

Liang Yue took advantage of this strength, twisted his arm desperately, and pushed the lame man aside.

The cripple staggered back two steps and couldn't stand still, Yuan Yang and Liang Yueguo jumped up again and each of them patched his stomach.

The cripple fell to his knees on the ground with a thud, his face flushed red with annoyance and his neck was thick.

He was actually kneeled down by two children. He felt that he couldn't do it anymore, so he pulled out a gleaming sharp knife from the back of his waist.

"I must pick you two to death today!"

"Don't hit me, don't hit me." Seeing that something serious was going to happen, Yuan Tao hugged the cripple's waist from behind in fright, and dragged him back hard, "Don't use the knife, he is my younger brother."

"Who?" The cripple shook the knife in his hand, staring at Liang Yue and Yuan Yang, "Your brother?"

"Well, that." Yuan Tao pointed to Yuan Yang who was weak on the ground with fear.

"Fuck!" The cripple carefully looked at Yuan Yang's appearance in disbelief, and then turned around to look at Yuan Tao, who really looked alike.

The cripple got tired of it immediately, and slammed a big ear scraper on Yuan Tao's face.

"Why didn't you fucking say it earlier? How did you become a brother? I'm going to strangle him to death and you don't stop him? You idiot!"

Yuan Tao turned around on the spot after being beaten, a five-petaled red flower bloomed on his face, he covered his face in pain and said depressedly: "I want to use your hand to teach him a lesson."

"Fuck you, come with me!"

The cripple was so disgusting, he dragged Yuan Tao onto the motorcycle cursingly, turned the ignition on, and ran away howling.

Liang Yue hurriedly helped Yuan Yang up, and Yuan Yang stood up against Liang Yue after standing for a few times, looked at Liang Yue dizzily, and said in a hoarse voice: "Milk, I'm sorry..."

"Stop fucking nonsense, go home first."

Liang Yue raised his arm to support Yuan Yang, but Yuan Yang just grabbed his arm, Liang Yue hid with a hiss, and Yuan Yang fell to the ground again.

"Are you okay?" The two asked at the same time, stunned for a while, looking at each other's embarrassed appearance, they both laughed inexplicably.

"Can't stand up? Yuan Yang, your combat power seems to have weakened." Liang Yue asked him with a smile while supporting his swollen and painful arm.

Yuan Yang closed his eyes, curled his mouth and smiled forcedly, "Well, I feel a little uncomfortable, and I want you to hug me."

The neighbor's aunt and the little boss waited for the cripple's motorcycle to run away, so they hurried over to help.

"Oh, look at this wicked thing, don't kill that dog someday." The neighbor's aunt helped Yuan Yang up and patted the dirt on his body.

The little boss also clicked his tongue, and raised his arms to support Yuan Yang, "Whoever says it's not, the world will be peaceful if he kills that fucking dog."

When Xia Weiyang saw Yuan Yang being carried back, with blood stains on his face, he suddenly fell into a state of panic, his expression froze, his body froze, and he froze on the spot for a long time without responding.

"Mom?" Seeing that she was not in the right state, Yuan Yang asked her weakly.

Xia Weiyang trembled all over, and then rushed over to help, while carrying Yuan Yang to the bed, while trembling like a bewildered voice.

"If I say I won't let you come back, if I say I won't let you come back, you just won't listen, if I say I won't let you come back..."

Liang Yue tried to raise his arm and squeezed it lightly, feeling a sharp pain. Fortunately, it was the left side that was injured, and he could still do what he could do.

Seeing them struggling to put Yuan Yang on the bed, Liang Yue drooped one arm and found a clean wet towel.

There was a layer of mixed stains on Yuan Yang's face, Liang Yue sat by the bed without saying a word, and gently wiped his face with distress.

Yuan Yang's demeanor has always been cold and clean, and he has never seen a single blemish on his handsome face. These stains are really bad for Yuan Yang's face.

After carefully wiping the lower half of his face, and then the upper half, Liang Yue wiped off the pinch of red mud on Yuan Yang's forehead with a towel.

A triangular cut of blood was exposed, extending from the corner of the forehead to the tip of the brow, with traces of blood oozing outward.

Liang Yue shook his hand, and the towel fell on Yuan Yang's face.

Yuan Yang slowly raised his hand to take the towel away, looked up at him, his eyes were filled with blood at some point, and they were all red, "What's wrong?"

"No, nothing." Liang Yueqiang pretended to be calm, took the towel back into his hand, and asked in a low voice, "Yuan Yang, do you have a headache?"

"Yeah." Yuan Yang pulled the corner of his mouth reluctantly, "I'm a little dizzy, nauseous, and dizzy."

Liang Yue's heart skipped a beat, no wonder Yuan Yang's fighting power was abnormally weak.

The blood is a bit deep, and it looks like it was smashed out by a hard object with a sharp point. The reaction Yuan Yang just said...

Liang Yue tried his best to suppress the panic of random guessing in his heart, but he still couldn't control it. He got up and ran out the door, shouting "Fuck!" in a muffled voice.

He punched the tree in the yard, and Liang Yue was so sad that he almost gritted his teeth.

The small owner of the cooked food stall helped to invite a doctor from a nearby clinic.

The doctor examined Yuan Yang for a while, disinfected the bloody cut on his forehead, and wrapped a gauze around it.

"It doesn't seem to be a problem. If you don't worry, you'd better go to the hospital and take a picture."

"Go back to Nanying." Xia Weiyang stood in front of the bed, looked at Yuan Yang, his face was calm and expressionless.

"Your uncle can still take care of you when you go back to Nanying, but I can't take care of you at home."

Yuan Yang closed his eyes disheartened, the weight of this family is so heavy that he can't carry it with just a pair of fists, and Xia Weiyang doesn't intend to let him carry it.

But the heart-piercing pain in his heart made him unable to cross this hurdle, pretending to turn a blind eye to Xia Weiyang's situation.

Now Liang Yue finally realized Yuan Yang's irritability, no wonder his mood was always on the verge of half collapse.

He is too concerned about this family, but he is powerless. In essence, he is angry at his own inability to do anything, and it is also his deep inferiority complex.

"I'll go find a car and take you back to Nanying." After Xia Weiyang finished speaking, she turned around and walked out.

"Mom!" Yuan Yang yelled "Mom", tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, "I don't want to leave, I want to guard you."

Xia Weiyang froze at the door, her figure turned into a sculpture, motionless.

Liang Yue turned his head away, his heart was terribly blocked.

This scene is so similar, the moment Liang Jingheng left, Liang Yue failed to shout such a sentence to keep him.

"Yuan Yang." Xia Weiyang didn't dare to turn her head back, she stroked her chest and said calmly: "Before you were young, I didn't dare to tell you. After this year, you will be 18. You are considered an adult. Mom will tell you something serious." .”

When Xia Weiyang said this, her voice trembled a little, causing her to pause for a long time.

Yuan Yang opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Xia Weiyang's haggard back, and waited for her to finish speaking.

Xia Weiyang must have been crying, she wiped her face with the back of her hand, her voice was very muffled.

"Your father didn't dare to let you see it at that time. I...I can't figure out what happened to him...he was so rotten, and he even wrote a bloody letter on the car window. I recognized it vaguely for a long time, It's a sun."

Liang Yue's tears rolled out of his eyes, he quickly wiped them away, and looked back at Yuan Yang on the bed worriedly.

Yuan Yang opened a pair of red eyes, just looked at Xia Weiyang without blinking, didn't say a word, and didn't shed any tears.

"He worries about you the most, that's why I want you to be successful." Xia Weiyang finished the last sentence and went out.

Until the two of them got into the car, Yuan Yang didn't say a word, and kept looking at a certain direction with a pair of blank eyes.

Xia Weiyang stood at the gate, seemingly speechless.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Liang Yue said goodbye to Xia Weiyang, "Auntie, leave Yuan Yang to me, I will take care of him."

The car drove quickly to Nanying City, Yuan Yang leaned on Liang Yue's shoulder.

"Cry, it feels good to cry." Liang Yue said.

Yuan Yang shook his head unexpectedly, and smiled inexplicably, "I still have a lot to do, how can I have time to cry?"

Liang Yue hugged him tightly and squeezed his hand, "Yuan Yang, I suddenly feel that my responsibility has become heavier."

"It should be me?" Yuan Yang pulled the corner of his mouth numbly.

"No." Liang Yue lowered his head to his ear, and said in a deep voice, "I was wrong, it was us."

"We, um us." Yuan Yang closed his eyes.

……

The doctor at the city hospital returned to the consulting room with the finished film, Xia Weichu and his aunt rushed over to ask.

"There is nothing serious about the body, and there is no abnormality in the head. First, I will prescribe some medicine and go back to take care of it. Let's observe and observe." The doctor said.

Liang Yue's hanging heart finally fell to the ground. Fortunately, his fearful thought was just to scare himself.

Yuan Yang stayed calm at Xia Weichu's house for three days.

These three days allowed him to complete a complete transformation.

He realized that his previous irritability, stubbornness, and rivalry were all in the wrong direction.

Xia Weiyang didn't abandon or neglect him, but put all her hopes on him.

Yuan Yang felt that he was very lucky. At the most critical fork in his life, he met friends like Liang Yue, Chen Xing and Ding Yuanyuan.

It was they who stretched out their hands to help themselves when they stumbled and fell into the bottomless abyss.

Especially Liang Yue, even essentially reshaped him.

There was a heavy snowfall in Nanying City, and the surrounding area was completely white in the morning.

It seems to cover up all the clutter and purify everything into the purest color.

Yuan Yang was wearing a thick down jacket, and the snow under his feet made a creaking sound, very much like some kind of powerful marching song.

When he returned to school, no matter what he saw, he felt very beautiful.

When the students in Class 7 of the United States saw that he was back, they all came to him to ask about his health.

Yuan Yang didn't know what to say, so he could only smile brightly at them.

"Yuan Yang, you are so handsome!" A girl encouraged him boldly, and everyone started laughing and booing.

"Am I handsome?" Liang Yue asked unconvinced at the back table.

Yuan Yang looked back at Liang Yue, and Liang Yue also looked at him.

Both of them had the same bright smiles on their handsome faces. No need to say anything, their hearts were already connected.

Liang Yue, thank you.

Yuan Yang, thank you too.

Because without you, I wouldn't be where I am now.

After lunch, Yuan Yang felt that his head hurt a little, maybe he was a little tired after listening to the class all morning.

"Liang Yue, I'll sleep for a while." Yuan Yang said.

"Huh?" Liang Yue tilted his head and looked at him, "Go to sleep, I'll wake you up before class."

Yuan Yang fell asleep after lying on the desk for a while.

Liang Yue took off his down jacket, put it on him, and sat next to him with a chair, protecting him from the wind while studying.

The color class arranged in the afternoon can be regarded as a consolidation exercise for them after returning from the intensive training class.

Everyone is gearing up and wants to compete, to see who is higher and who is lower after participating in the training courses of different colleges and universities.

Yuan Yang slept until the class bell rang, and Liang Yue finally woke him up, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Yuan Yang rubbed his eyes, looked at Liang Yue, narrowed his eyes and rubbed again, "I just woke up, I'm a little dazzled."

Liang Yue smiled, got up and helped him, "It's okay, it will be fine in a while, let's go, let's go to the studio."

What I want to paint today is a still life of fruits. The bright and colorful fruits are piled up into shapes. The time has come to test their color perception.

Yuan Yang was still a little confused. He sat in front of the easel, set up the drawing board, picked up the color box, and then went to get the paint.

As soon as the paint box was opened, Yuan Yang was stunned.

He couldn't remember when the paints were sorted by him, and the whole box was all gray.

He flicked randomly with his hand, suddenly his fingertips trembled, and he turned his head in disbelief, looking at the still life of the pile of fruits.