My protagonist attributes have been discovered

"enough!"

A cold and condensed old man shouted from the door, and the invisible force formed a barrier, which forcibly separated the red-eyed two people; the old man who finally came out of the shop stood hunched over In front of the threshold of Shanhai Hotel, I ignored the middle-aged boy who was once again restrained by Taifeng on the right side, and gradually dodged and stiffened after seeing him, frowned and looked at Tu Shanxia who was still in the middle in a daze on the opposite side summer:

"Look what you look like!"

"The majestic Miss Tu Shan Entertainment yells in the street and has no manners at all." Tu Shanqiao frowned bitterly: "Is this how you were taught at home?"

Tu Shan Xiaxia, who was being questioned by the elders in public, lowered her head in shame, walked over to help the old man in desperation, then turned her head to look at the little friend on the right, and found that the other party lowered his head to avoid her sight, she was stunned , Turning to Tu Shanqiao: "Zu..."

"——Are you okay, little friend?" Tu Shanqiao didn't let her finish, and turned to Song Yangle on the left who was still bleeding from the nose, and handed over a handkerchief.

Song.Weak|Chicken|Human.Yang Le, who was about to raise his head and pat his neck to let the nosebleed back while everyone was not paying attention, faced the old man's sincere and concerned eyes: "..." What do you want me to say?

Pretending that he just moved his neck, Song Yangle, who came back rationally and picked up the burden of the protagonist, glanced at Sister Tu who had just pulled him to her side with no expression from the corner of her eye, paused, and took the veil to cover her nose: "fine."

"I'm sorry, little friend, old patriarch." Seeing that the young man's injuries were not too serious, Tu Shanqiao was relieved, then looked at Sister Tu who had been silent all this time, and bowed: "It's me The junior education is not enough, causing her to know people unclear..."

"Grandfather!" Tu Shan Xia Xia shouted anxiously, and Tu Shan Qiao glanced at her.

"..." Tu Shan Xiaxia supported him, her eyes were red, and she closed her mouth.

Tu Shanqiao turned back, faced Sister Tu, and smiled wryly: "Our grandparents and grandchildren did not think carefully and brought evil guests, which frightened the old patriarch, little friend, and Lord Jishen. I really have no face to continue to disturb you; I hope the old patriarch Haihan, please forgive me." The compensation will be delivered in a few days, and today... our grandparents and grandchildren are leaving now."

"..."

As if she couldn't let go of her colleague's beating, Sister Tu didn't speak.

Tu Shanqiao smiled bitterly:

"Old patriarch, goodbye."

After saying goodbye to Song Yangle and Taifeng again, Tu Shanqiao was about to leave with Tu Shan Xiaxia. Seeing that his grandfather was really only going to take him away, Tu Shan Xiaxia hurriedly opened his mouth to bring him a little girl. Partner justification:

"Grandpa, Ah Yi...!"

"gone."

The silver-haired old man who is currently the most powerful person in Tushan Entertainment Economic Co., Ltd. and the head of the Tushan clan said this with a sullen face, and immediately started to step forward, leaving several meters away with one step.

"!" Tushan Xiaxia hurried forward together, and looked back in embarrassment and worry at the Zhongrong boy who had been let go and stood up at some point—but before she could show joy, the other party immediately He didn't move where he was, and once again turned his head to avoid her gaze.

"..."

After receiving the silent rejection from the middle school boy, the hostess from the opposing camp showed obvious disappointment and dejection on her face, and then silently turned her head back.

"..." What kind of weird plot is 800 years out of date? Is it possible that the garbage author will not be able to keep up?

Song Yangle, who finally stopped the nosebleed, looked at the scene in front of him indifferently, without any fluctuations in his heart - but he really didn't like it so the person who hit him was standing in front of his shop loudly, he also had Do you have a good temper? !

"cut."

The young man in a hoodie and jeans with a veil stuffed under his nose put his hands in his pockets, raised his head contemptuously, and said in a low voice, "Coward."

"..." The middle-aged boy turned his head to stare at him, and clenched his fists.

"!" Subconsciously moved half a step behind Sister Tu, who was next to her, and unconsciously and acutely felt the disdainful gazes around her... Song Yangle coughed tactically, regained her momentum from most of Sister Tu's back, and stood up. Straightening his back, he glanced sideways at the young man, and said in a deep voice:

"Am I right?"

"Constrained by the past, knowing that I have encountered new possibilities, I still hesitate to move forward."

"It's always been like this, always like this... Isn't it you who are always rejecting others and classifying yourself as different?"

"--coward."

"...!"

His pupils shrank suddenly, and Hajime clenched his fists tightly, staring at the young man hiding behind others; however, he clearly saw his current appearance in the other's dark eyes in the shadows—an old shirt In trousers and ill-fitting leather shoes, the thin and short child has stubborn eyes, and there is no one around him.

Compared with the little boy curled up in the corner many years ago... there is no difference.

……

In a small stone house.

"Why did you call you 'Ah Yi'? Let me think about it." The woman put her dry and warm hand on top of his head, and said with a smile in her voice, "Maybe it's because..."

"Hajime is the only Hajime in the world."

……

"Mom hopes that Ah Yi can have a friend and grow up safely and happily."

……

Harbor side.

"Ah Yi, don't worry!" The girl with two pear dimples on her cheek pressed his shoulders, her eyes were brightened a little bit by the hair blown by the wind: "I will definitely do it for you." Be fair!"

……

It turns out...it's me who keeps on rejecting.

Mother……

I……

"I just..." Resisting the watery light from the amber-colored pupils, Ah Zong got up and stared at the young man opposite: "...not a coward."

"I'm not!"

After saying this sentence, the young man in Zhongrong chased after the two figures who were about to disappear in the distance like arrows off the string, leaving only a distant nasal voice:

"—I'll settle accounts with you next time!"

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