canary dressed as a disabled villain

"Oh, I'm going, I'm scared to death, when did this person come here?"

"I don't know, hey, is he crying? Is there anything sad about being so handsome?"

There was a very low voice talking next to him, Zhuang Jianning suddenly came back to his senses, and wiped his blurry eyes again with the back of his hand.

Before he lowered his hands, his whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, and even his heart almost stopped beating.

The crescent-shaped white scar on the back of the left hand near the tiger's mouth has been with him for more than ten years!

Not to mention the watch he had worn for years on his left wrist.

His legs softened, and he supported the window in front of him with his hands before he managed to stand still.

Looking up, through the uncontrollable tears, an all-too-familiar face was vaguely reflected in the glass window in front of him.

He really is wearing it again!

So the meeting, getting to know each other and falling in love with He Zhuo in the past few months, was it just a dream in the end?

He left, what can He Zhuo do!

Without He Zhuo, how would he live!

He held his breath subconsciously, because just a simple breath would cause colic in his internal organs.

The two young women standing next to him were startled by the sudden arrival of Zhuang Jianning, and they were a little at a loss when they saw the handsome young man crying silently into tears.

The woman with long curly hair took out a tissue from her bag, stuffed it into Zhuang Jianning's hand, and said worriedly: "Little brother, are you okay? If you have something to do, just cry out loud, you will die if you hold it in like this."

The woman with long straight hair glanced at the time, then looked at Zhuang Jianning with a frown, "Don't be sad, you are so young and so handsome, what can't happen."

After she finished speaking, she turned to look at the woman with curly hair, "It's almost time for school, let's go there."

Zhuang Jianning's mind was in chaos, she turned around instinctively, and said with a sob: "Thank you."

The curly-haired woman saw that his skin was clear, his eyebrows and eyes were delicate, even though his face was full of tears, his eyes were only slightly red, and his appearance was even more adorable.

She sighed softly: "We are going to pick up the child, you should be careful!"

Zhuang Jianning nodded numbly, followed the backs of them leaving, and saw many people gathered around a place across the street.

Why are you so familiar!

When he looked up, he saw a few very conspicuous big characters on the house number——

Imperial Capital International Liaoyuan Primary School.

Zhuang Jianning hastily raised his hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously, his heart was beating faster.

Imperial capital!Start a prairie fire!

No wonder he finds it familiar, this is the primary school that He Zhuo went to!

They were attending a concert once, and when passing by this block, He Zhuo deliberately asked the driver to slow down and introduced him to him!

He didn't mention anything about elementary school, but only said that this place was very important to him. As for why it was so important, He Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and he didn't say why.

Zhuang Jianning looked down at the crescent scar on his right hand again, but why was it his own body.

He quickly fumbled through the pockets of his trousers, but he didn't have a wallet or a mobile phone on him.

After thinking about it, he ran towards the two people just now, "Sister, have you heard of the Qiubai Consortium?"

The little handsome guy who was heartbroken just now became bright again in a blink of an eye.The curly-haired woman and the straight-haired woman looked at each other in confusion, shook their heads, and they both replied at the same time: "I haven't heard of it."

Zhuang Jianning was not reconciled: "Then...how about Liuguang Building or Zhuo Ning Building?"

Seeing the two shaking their heads again, Zhuang Jianning's heart sank, and he took a step back, bowing slightly and said, "Thank you sister, see you later."

He lost his mind and walked aimlessly along the road in front of him.

He didn't know how long he had been walking, nor where he had gone.The sound from a deep alley on the right made him stop and look sideways instinctively.

Five or six senior boys formed a circle.

The unbearable humiliation kept piercing into Zhuang Jianning's ears.

"Your father is dead, and your mother goes out and cares about you all day long. If you are not a bastard, who is?"

"All the wild species have to pay the wild species fee, are you going to save up the hands-on fee and the blood fee to pay together?"

One of them obviously had enough of enjoying the prestige and prestige of the tongue, and he raised his foot and kicked up at the little boy in the middle, "What the hell are you talking about, let's beat this little bastard first."

"Ah - stop beating, I... I'll bring money to...you guys tomorrow..." A childish scream and pleading were mixed with the punk's laughter, Zhuang Jianning frowned, and stopped unconsciously to look sideways .

The face of the little boy who was beaten flashed through the gap between the gangsters.

Zhuang Jianning suddenly went crazy, picked up a wooden stick from the corner, ran two quick steps, and threw it on the back of the boy closest to him.

Without blinking, he looked at the little boy who was only seven or eight years old curled up on the ground.

The knuckles of the free hand "cracked" a few times, and the voice condensed into ice, "This is my brother, let me see who dares to hit him again."

The little boy raised his head and looked at the big brother who said this without blinking his eyes.From the time he could remember, everyone around him was indifferent to him, either bullying him or ignoring him.

He had never felt this kind of feeling of being protected by others.

The boys were startled at first, but they saw clearly that the person who came was just a thin and handsome boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, and they were numerous and powerful, so they didn't take this person seriously at all.

The boy who was beaten didn't want to let it go, he hummed and yelled, and still kept cursing in his mouth, "The brother of the wild species is also a fucking wild species, let's go together."

Five or six boys were only a head shorter than him, and their punching movements were rigid. They should have learned taekwondo or something.

Zhuang Jianning was so angry that he didn't defend at all, allowing someone to attack from behind.

He has already seen it just now, there is no monitoring here.Zhuang Jianning held the wooden stick in his hand and mixed his fists and kicks, and slammed it fiercely on the gangster in front of him. After a while, there were wailing and crying sounds.

Zhuang Jianning's eyes were already red, and he asked while beating: "Who the hell is a bastard?"

Since ancient times, the weak are afraid of the strong, and the strong are afraid of death.

After all, these boys are not gangsters in the society. Seeing this man with red eyes open, and his moves are killing them, I feel so scared to death.

Hold your head and hide while crying and begging for mercy.

"We are bastards, please forgive me!"

"I will never bully the heroic brother again! The heroic brother is our own brother!"

……

The little boy was originally shrunk at the foot of the wall, watching the scene in front of him, he gradually stood up straight.

He walked behind his elder brother and stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to reach for the stick.

Zhuang Jianning felt someone behind him, looked back, his heart skipped a beat.

Pointing the wooden stick at several people on the ground one by one, his expression was fiercer than ever before: "Wild species fee, manual fee, see blood fee, keep it, people get out."

Several people looked at each other, collecting protection money was just a fun excuse for them to bully others, and how much money they usually confiscated.

But no one dared to refute it. For boys in their teens and puberty, naturally, whoever has the hardest fist is the boss.

They put all the money in their wallets on the ground respectfully, yelling "Brother, take care of it" in their mouths, picked up the schoolbags that fell on the ground, and walked away.

Zhuang Jianning threw the wooden stick on the ground, picked up the money, just turned around, and saw the child who was standing behind him trembled, and was about to back away.

He put his hands around the back of the little boy's head, and at that moment, his hands and arms became a little transparent.

It might be because of vertigo, but Zhuang Jianning didn't take it seriously.

He squatted down and carefully looked at the face in front of him that he had imagined countless times.

The skin is very fair, the amber eyes are clear and moist, and the thick long eyelashes are fluttering, and they are even more beautiful than when they grow up.

It is too thin, there is no flesh in the cheeks.The wrists are extremely thin, and the school uniform seems to be two sizes too big.

Zhuang Jianning's heart turned back and forth, her throat tightened, and her voice trembled slightly: "Are you afraid of me? Am I fierce?"

The little boy stared firmly into Zhuang Jianning's eyes, and shook his head for a while.

His voice was a little milky, but he said very seriously: "I'm not afraid now."

Both the book and the teacher said that the mother is the one who loves her child the most, but when his mother looks at him, she has never shown such tender eyes.

Zhuang Jianning suddenly lowered her head, picked up the collar of her shirt and wiped her eyes.

When he raised his head again, he asked, "Is there any pain? Let me take you to the hospital to see, okay?"

The little boy blinked, "I don't hurt."

He took a small step diagonally forward, poking his head to look at Zhuang Jianning's back.

He saw someone kick the black shoe print on the white shirt with his own eyes, "Do you... hurt?"

Zhuang Jianning smiled, "Can you tell me your name?"

The little boy pursed his lips, "He Zhuo."

As soon as the two words came out, Zhuang Jianning felt his nose start to sore again, and his eyes were also astringent, "It hurts, it hurts. He Zhuo, can you hug me?"

Xiao Hezhuo frowned slightly, and looked at Zhuang Jianning for a while, his eyes drooping, and his two little hands twisted together, "Thank you today, I...I have to go home."

In his memory, he has never hugged anyone, and no one has hugged him, including his mother.

Zhuang Jianning didn't want to just let him go, just like what He Zhuo had done countless times before, with a big palm, he brought little He Zhuo into his arms.

He Zhuo didn't struggle at all, just stayed in his arms obediently, and even put his head on Zhuang Jianning's neck.

It feels so good to hug, he thought.

Zhuang Jianning rubbed the back of his head, inadvertently caught a glimpse of his hands seemed a little more transparent.

He frowned, pinched the back of He Zhuo's neck, and lifted him out of his arms, "Is there someone to pick you up from school?"

Xiao Hezhuo pursed his lips and did not speak.

Yes, there were, but He Yu and He Ting didn't want to go with him, and the driver didn't dare to say anything. Anyway, his mother didn't ask, and no one else asked.

Zhuang Jianning sighed, staring at that white and tender face, always wanting to kiss him, but afraid of scaring him.

After thinking about it, he turned around and lifted his shirt up from his back, "Then can you help me see if it's blue?"

Xiao Hezhuo looked up, down, left, and right seriously, and shook his head: "No."

Zhuang Jianning touched under the shoulder blade with his hands behind his back, "I can't reach the upper one, you can press it for me, and I'll see if it hurts."

After waiting for a while, the upper part was lightly pressed by a finger, and the little milk voice was a little nervous: "Does it hurt?"

Of course it doesn't hurt.Zhuang Jianning said seriously: "It still hurts just now, but it's much better now."

He pulled off his clothes, "Do you want me to look at it for you?"

Xiao He Zhuo was stunned for a moment, then waved his hands and stepped back: "No, no need."

Seeing his reaction, Zhuang Jianning frowned immediately, but did not force him, and discussed with him: "Then I won't watch it, I will just press it lightly, and if it hurts, just tell me. Otherwise, it would be too unfair. "

Xiao Hezhuo obviously didn't quite understand where the unfair point was, and he didn't know how to refute it. Anyway, he just didn't watch it, and he could bear it if he said so.

He pursed his lips and nodded.

Zhuang Jianning took a step closer to him, squatted halfway beside him, supported his shoulder with one hand, and caressed his back with the big palm of the other hand, carefully observed He Zhuo's expression, and saw that he was only lightly touching in two places. Frowning lightly, he stood up and said, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, he obviously felt that Xiao He Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense shoulders also relaxed.

Judging from this reaction, it should not only be the gangsters today, but also the He family.

His body does not belong to this world, every time he touches Xiao He Zhuo's body, it will become transparent, maybe he will disappear completely one day.

He must think of a way as soon as possible, at least to make Xiao He Zhuo's living environment a little more relaxed.

He asked, "Shall I take you home?"

He Zhuo just stared at him, neither nodded nor shook his head.

Zhuang Jianning stood up, carrying his schoolbag in one hand, and took He Zhuo's hand with the other to walk towards the alley.

After walking two steps, He Zhuo pulled his little hand out of his, and looked down at the ground.

Zhuang Jianning stopped and spread his palms towards him, "Put it on, if you don't let me go, I'll hug you."

Xiao He Zhuo first looked up at him, then at the pedestrians around him, and tentatively put his little fingers on the edge of Zhuang Jianning's palm.

Zhuang Jianning held his little hand and continued to bully others, "You still want to call brother, if you don't, I still have to hug you."

Xiao Hezhuo suddenly looked up at him, twitched his hands twice, opened his thin lips, and called obediently, "Brother."

"Hey." Zhuang Jianning responded quickly.

Mao Jun is right, Xiao He Zhuo was really easy to bully when he was a child.

Unexpectedly, after walking two steps, the little milk voice said again: "Brother is so amazing."

Zhuang Jianning: "..."

I can't do anything else, but I really want to kiss.

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There was a hamburger restaurant on the corner of the street. Seeing Xiao He Zhuo not squinting, Zhuang Jianning still licked his lower lip.

He glanced left and right, there were several watch shops across the street, he rubbed the top of Xiao He Zhuo's hair with his right hand, "Wait for me here for a while, okay?"

Xiao He Zhuo originally let him tighten his hand suddenly, his eyes were filled with panic and reluctance, but he just asked obediently: "Will brother come back?"

Zhuang Jianning smiled at him: "Of course."

If he had to choose, of course he would choose to accompany Xiao He Zhuo. What's so good about that old rascal, he knows what to do all day long.

He walked across the zebra crossing along the crowd, and when he turned around, he saw He Zhuo stepping on his feet, still looking at him eagerly.

Xiao Hezhuo was flustered and kept in the same posture. He didn't know how long it took. Seeing that his elder brother finally came out of the store and waved to himself, he was relieved.

Zhuang Jianning walked up to hold his hand, Xiao He Zhuo didn't struggle this time, he held it.

He remembered what Mao Jun said, every time he coaxed He Zhuo to eat by drawing flowers on his homework, after thinking about it, he said, "I'm so hungry, can you eat with me?"

Xiao Hezhuo glanced into the store, then looked up at his big brother, blinked his light-colored eyes, and asked him again: "Brother, where is your watch?"

Zhuang Jianning coughed lightly, the old rascal was so shrewd when he was a child.

Of course he couldn't admit in front of a child that he was penniless and had to pawn his watch to buy a hamburger.

He couldn't help but dragged Xiao He Zhuo towards the door of the store, "The watch is broken, so I sent it to be repaired."

Zhuang Jianning ordered three hamburgers, two Cokes, two ice creams, and ordered a bunch of French fries, chicken wings, chicken nuggets and other snacks.

When walking back with the dinner plate, he found Xiao He Zhuo lying on the table doing homework.

The two sat at a dining table for four, with Xiao Hezhuo sitting in the back and Zhuang Jianning sitting next to him. The meals surrounded his writing area, filling up the empty table.

When he was laying it out, Xiao He Zhuo leaned the books and notebooks against the wall, and retracted his writing arms.

Zhuang Jianning saw that he was very focused on his homework. Although he licked his lower lip from time to time when he smelled the smell of food, he never looked at the food and never stopped writing.

He took a piece of golden chicken nugget, dipped it in some hot and sour sauce, took a bite, and said "Mmm" as if it was delicious, "He Zhuo, don't you want to eat it?"

Xiao Hezhuo shook his head and continued to write stroke by stroke, "I'm not hungry, brother eat."

Zhuang Jianning's heart was about to be broken into pieces, distressed and angry at the same time, why would Mao Jun's hamburgers not be eaten by him!

Stuffing all the chicken nuggets into his mouth, he asked angrily, "Do you have a particularly good relationship with Mr. Mao?"

Xiao He Zhuo finally raised his head, frowned and asked him, "Who?"

Zhuang Jianning was a little guilty, did he expose too much? Facing Xiao He Zhuo's pure eyes, he bit the bullet and repeated: "Mr. Mao, aren't you a classmate in your class?"

Xiao He Zhuo seemed to think about it for a while, and replied after a while: "Oh, I'm not familiar."

Zhuang Jianning laughed happily twice, pushed the Sturgeon Burger to his hand, and acted like a baby with a seven or eight year old child shamelessly.

The posture is skillful, without any embarrassment, "I ordered a bit too much, can you help me eat some, my stomach is not very good, I will hurt if I eat too much, and the pain is very uncomfortable."

He didn't believe that all the old hooligans would do this, but Xiao Hezhuo wouldn't.

As expected, Xiao Hezhuo's pen nib paused, and then continued to write, without moving or looking at the hamburger.

Zhuang Jianning: "..."

It seems that they don't eat this set.

He was really hungry, so he picked up one of the two remaining hamburgers and watched him write while eating.

He kept muttering, "You are so good at writing, you must be a very powerful person when you grow up."

It was the first time for Xiao He Zhuo to be praised so much, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "...Brother is the most powerful."

Zhuang Jianning shook his arm, "Don't you believe what I say? You are really amazing when you grow up, much better than me."

He thought for a while and asked again, "If, I said what if, ten years from now, would you think I'm old when I'm almost 30?"

He ate the hamburger with his left hand, and took a piece of chicken nugget with his right hand. After dipping it in the sauce, he saw Xiao Hezhuo turned to look at him, and when he opened his mouth to say something, he directly stuffed the chicken nugget into his mouth.

"If you don't mind, just eat obediently."

Xiao He Zhuo frowned, with a chicken nugget in his mouth, and his speech was a bit vague, "What if you hate it?"

Zhuang Jianning almost choked on the hamburger, wiped off the sauce from the corner of his mouth with his fingers, couldn't help but put it in his mouth and sipped it, "Then I must be so angry, maybe I won't live past thirty..."

Xiao He Zhuo was obviously panicked, and quickly swallowed the chicken nuggets, and interrupted his words eagerly, "I don't mind my brother, my brother is the best and most handsome, no matter how old you are, you are the best, most handsome and most powerful brother. "

It seemed that I was in a hurry, and three brothers came out in one sentence.

Seeing that his cheeks were flushed from holding back, Zhuang Jianning inserted the Coca-Cola straw and put it directly near his mouth: "My good brother understands. Then let's eat quickly."

Xiao He Zhuo didn't say anything, moved his seat to Zhuang Jianning's side, held a hamburger as big as his face in his two small hands, and began to eat in small bites.

Zhuang Jianning wiped his hands with a paper towel, and on the pretext of helping him tidy up his books, took some of the more than 3000 yuan he earned from the hooligans, and some money from his own watch sales, making up [-] yuan, and secretly put them together in his schoolbag In the bottom mezzanine.

No matter how much it is, it is too conspicuous, and this 1 yuan can at least keep Xiao Hezhuo from starving for a while.

Seeing Xiao He Zhuo looking over, he hurriedly flipped through his homework and language documents pretendingly.

But I accidentally saw such a line of small characters on the last page of the Chinese document——

It is useless to beg and be weak. I want to become a strong and "vicious" person like my brother, so that no one will dare to bully me anymore.