sequel

It was not the first time for Wang Jingchen to see the scar on Zhuang Yufan's chest. After all, he didn't always wear clothes that covered his collarbone at Zhuang Manxue's house, but it was the first time he saw Zhuang Yufan with his upper body naked.

"You are so innocent." After Wang Jingchen finished speaking, he felt that this sentence was stupid, touched his nose and changed, "You look good."

Zhuang Yufan looked at himself embarrassed for no reason: "Can't you go down?"

Wang Jingchen plunged into the water and spread his arms to the people on the shore: "Come down, Fanfan, I'll follow you!"

"I can't beat you to death." Zhuang Yufan laughed many times today. Wang Jingchen never tires of watching it. He always thinks that as a teenager, he should have a lively expression and wear a gentle mask all day long. How tiring, not at all. Tong is not real anymore.

That's actually because he had never seen Zhuang Yufan's innocence. Zhuang Yufan's innocence was at Zhuang Manxue's house several years ago. dead.

The water buffered the strength and speed of Zhuang Yufan's pounce on him, Wang Jingchen caught him steadily, and took a breath: "I smashed your brother! You look so skinny."

"Why does it hurt?" Zhuang Yufan became really nervous.

"Haha, my chest hurts, should I rub it?"

"Fuck you! Take me to the rock!" Zhuang Yufan urged.

The two sat on rough stones, blowing the wind.Zhuang Yufan touched it and asked, "Can wishes really come true?"

Wang Jingchen: "You don't believe this?"

Zhuang Yufan: "If you ask for something, you want to believe it."

"Believe in spirit, let's try." After finishing speaking, Wang Jingchen closed his eyes and muttered something in his mouth. He didn't know how someone made a wish so perfunctorily.

Zhuang Yufan sighed, and made a wish intently and piously.Looking at his face, Wang Jingchen suddenly felt a feather scratching his heart, itching slightly, he was stunned for a moment.

What is this strange and tentative feeling?He looked at Zhuang Yufan's side face, then pressed his hand back to the rough stone.

When the two of them went back, the group of people started eating.

The place to eat is in a small piece of banyan forest, the marble tables and chairs are occupied by them, and snacks and lunch boxes are spread all over the table.Wang Jingchen rubbed his hands and grabbed it. When he got it, he handed it to Zhuang Yufan, and then he went to get another copy.

Liu Dong's small eyeballs that were squeezed by the flesh turned around on Wang Zhuang and the two, and said, "Brother Chen, why are you acting like you are serving a little daughter-in-law?"

"Eating can't stop your mouth, right?!" Wang Jingchen was a little unhappy. Some people probably don't have "winks" by nature, and they can't speak by nature, let alone which pot they don't open and which pot to carry. Simply point the gun with your mouth, one point at a time.

This is also a skill.Who else is Liu Dong?

Zhuang Yufan was extremely unhappy, his expression that was not much changed into a gloomy one, looked at Liu Dong, his lips were pressed into a line, he took the food from Wang Jingchen with a sullen face, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed Swallow, get up and go.

Everyone felt that the atmosphere was not right when Liu Dong was speaking with his big mouth. When they saw Zhuang Yufan standing up, they couldn't help but sit up straight, preparing for this boy who was indifferent to others along the way to make trouble.

Tian Rui hurriedly reconciled: "Come on, Yufan, try the sushi made by my mother, the amount is not much, just this one!"

Several people hurriedly agreed: "Tian Rui is biased."

Wang Jingchen took Zhuang Yufan's hand, and the latter sat down with dignity.

Everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Liu Dong felt unhappy when he was one meter away from them.He just didn't like Zhuang Yufan, Zhuang Yufan has been clinging to Wang Jingchen since he was a child, like a fart, following every step, with him around, no one will have a good time.

What was Wang Jingchen like before?He was playing and laughing with them intimately, as long as he was with Zhuang Yufan, half of his energy would be given to him, and he couldn't even play anymore.

Liu Dong hated his "if you don't make yourself happy, don't make others happy".

Those are his very one-sided prejudices.In fact, Zhuang Yufan has already worked very hard not to spoil everyone's interest, but to blend into their atmosphere.No one thought about that accident when he was young, and no one could have imagined it, but in Liu Dong's heart, he felt that Zhuang Yufan remembered it firmly, and he was gnashing his teeth and trying to make him feel uncomfortable.

The nonsense time passed quickly, and the few people packed up the trash and planned to go home.Several boys took out small balloons from their pockets, held them up with their fingers, and shook them at Wang Jingchen.Can Wang Jingchen not know how they want to play?So he smiled and said, "Haven't you played enough with the water today?"

"My brother and his school play this kind of 'water polo', the left and right clothes are all wet, come on?"

Zhuang Yufan had never played this game before, so it was rare to see a bit of anticipation and exploration in his eyes.

"Do you want to play?" Wang Jingchen asked him.

Zhuang Yufan nodded.

Wang Jingchen grabbed a few shriveled balloons, ran to the faucet to fill them with water, and distributed some to Zhuang Yufan.

Not long after, the boys and girls scuffled and smashed balloons at each other.

A balloon full of water doesn't hurt when it hits the body, and it breaks as soon as it hits the body. A group of people have nothing to do with their bodies.Wang Jingchen still protected Zhuang Yufan at first, allowing him to smash more people, but not long after the scuffle started, the two separated.

When both men and women were running out of balloons and Wang Jingchen declared a timeout, Yingzi suddenly heard a scream.

Everyone was startled and ran over there.

I saw Yingzi standing one meter away from Zhuang Yufan, his hair dripping with water, and he was in a state of embarrassment.Zhuang Yufan's body was also soaked, the white shirt stuck to his body, and the transparent cloth printed a red network scar on his chest.

With teeth and claws open, the shape is ferocious.

A group of people surrounded Zhuang Yufan in a fan shape.They came to see me make a fool of myself.Zhuang Yufan's lips moved, but he didn't say anything.Before he got close to the fan-shaped crowd with his head down, the "fan" automatically opened a hole to let him pass.Zhuang Yufan didn't raise his head, he staggered a few steps at first, and then started running, running faster and faster.

Yingzi realized something, walked over and grabbed Wang Jingchen and said, "I, I didn't do it on purpose...Brother Chen, explain to me...I didn't mean that..."

Wang Jingchen watched Zhuang Yufan run away, nodded to Yingzi, and said to Tian Rui: "I'll go back first, be careful on the way."

Tian Rui also frowned worriedly.

A group of people broke up unhappy.

Wang Jingchen went to Zhuang Manxue's house first.Zhuang Manxue saw him and looked behind him: "Why didn't Fanfan come back with you?"

Zhuang Yufan didn't come home?Wang Jingchen lost his reason in a hurry, and ran out in a daze.Along the way, he was worried that Zhuang Yufan would scold him again. For a while, he ran through the news in his mind about the student's self-esteem being hurt and committed suicide, and for a while he comforted himself that Zhuang Yufan was different from ordinary people, it would not happen.

He stopped after running for a while, thinking in a panic: "Where will Zhuang Yufan go? He basically doesn't go out here, and the few times he takes him out are places with no pleasant memories. Impossible to go again."

Wang Jingchen pinched his leg, suddenly remembered a place, and immediately turned around and ran there.

After he ran for about 500 meters, he saw the thin figure at the edge of the village, that is, a large green field.

He wiped his sweat, his nose was sore, and he almost shed tears: This kid is here.

He walked over slowly, passed through the rows of water spinach planted by Aunt Man, and stood behind Zhuang Yufan.

Zhuang Yufan didn't move, he naturally knew that someone was approaching, and he could guess who it was by intuition, but he didn't want to talk.

Wang Jingchen stepped across the field ridge and sat on the green grass beside him.

I was able to find this place only because Wang Jingchen and Aunt Man used to go to work in the fields. Zhuang Yufan followed him a few times, and he said that this place is good, the scenery is good, there is no noise, and it is an excellent place to go when you are in a bad mood.

The two of them sat side by side, staring at the floating clouds in the sky in a daze, watching the setting sun burn the western sky into a large piece of orange red, which was strange, gorgeous and colorful for a moment.

"Am I scary?" Zhuang Yufan finally spoke.

Wang Jingchen: "Not at all."

Zhuang Yufan: "I've always been afraid of being seen here." He gently tapped the scar with his finger, "My aunt said that I was lonely since I was a child and didn't like to play with others. After that accident, I became more silent... I don’t like talking to people anymore. I’m always worried about being seen here, and I feel uncomfortable when people look at me for a second longer, and I feel that he is laughing at me, laughing at me as a monster.”

The young man's voice was green and clean, like a small stream circling the field ridge in front of him, and he could see into the soul of the river at a glance.

Wang Jingchen had never heard Zhuang Yufan say such a thing. For someone with a rough nerve like him, he only knew that Zhuang Yufan was very powerful and would be omnipotent in the future. Although he knew that he would care about his scars, he did not expect him to be so No matter how much he cared, the scar almost turned into a huge thick black cloth, covering his originally not sunny world.

Wang Jingchen clenched his fists and then loosened them, restraining his emotions.He stretched out his hands to grab Zhuang Yufan's shoulders, letting him touch him. He felt so uncomfortable that his voice trembled a little: "In the future, whoever laughs at you, I will beat him. Whoever bullies you, I will beat him. Whoever tells you this, I beat him until he dared not speak!"

Many years later, we will find that the "later" that is easy to say has no power to resist reality; ".