The world is full of evil towards me

——Memories I don’t want to forget.

The typhoon day is over.But since Shen Qianhe said that he would not go to the park for two days during the typhoon, Qin Lang not only did not see Shen Qianhe during the typhoon day, even today, he did not see Shen Qianhe in the park.

Out of uneasiness and fear of disturbing Shen Qianhe, he just held the ball of paper that Shen Qianhe gave him, but never played the phone call on the ball.Now he has memorized his phone, and he put the ball of paper in a small box.Inside are his treasures from childhood to adulthood.

Originally, he thought that he would not dial Shen Qianhe's phone so quickly, but facing the man who seemed to be going crazy, Qin Lang's first thought was not to call the police, but to seek Shen Qianhe's help.

The phone was connected quickly, and Shen Qianhe's voice came from next to his ear, which instantly relieved Qin Lang.

"Qianhe...help me..." Mom trembled a little because of the man's return, and her body stiffened reflexively because of the fear the man brought him. When she saw Qin Lang call for help, she didn't call for help like a policeman , So cheer up.

Her own children will call for help like others. If she is still so cowardly, will she really regret it after the man kills them?

So she picked up her mobile phone and made a call... "Shen Yue..."

Neither the mother nor the son called the police, and they didn't know what kind of mood they were calling for help like the person on the phone.

When Shen Qianhe picked up Qin Lang's call, he was drawing in his room.

His room has four white walls, and although some parts have been blocked by wardrobes and clutter, there is still plenty of room for painting.He looked at his hands, then picked up the charcoal pencil on the table, and gently drew on the wall.

That action showed no hesitation, but it was cautious.

When he found that he could easily grasp the charcoal pencil, Qin Lang's call came.

Putting down the pen, Shen Qianhe took out a tissue to wipe his hands, then picked up the phone, and heard Qin Lang's voice calling for help.

I was a little surprised that this boy would actually call. Shen Qianhe originally wanted to ask what was going on directly, but when he heard the voice of the obvious man on the opposite side who was still cursing even though he was standing far away, Shen Qianhe asked Qin Lang decisively. The address of home, put on your shoes and head out.

There is no one at home, and no one can stop him wherever he goes.

It's just that Shen Qianhe didn't expect that when he went there, Shen Qianhe saw this father who was supposed to be at work and brought the police over there.

Hiding in the corner, Shen Qianhe watched indifferently what his father was talking to the police, and then patted a woman on the shoulder as if comforting, although it was not too ambiguous, it made Shen Qianhe want to laugh.

Because the police seemed to be brought there by Shen Qianhe's father, so it can be said that it was the woman who asked Shen Yue, Shen Qianhe's father, for help.

Even if you are not a couple, you must be a good friend and confidant.

Because of the intervention of an adult, Shen Qianhe was waiting. Although the domestic violence man did splash paint on the neighbor's door, the police took him back and detained him again, and issued a fine.But the domestic violence man lost his job because of the troubles of the past few days, and Qin Lang's mother, as his wife, had to pay the fine on his behalf.

Shen Qianhe was about to cry because of their stupidity. This kind of tossing about changing the soup without changing the medicine, and treating the symptoms instead of the root cause can't be done once and for all, and Shen Yue didn't seem to think of this, only thinking that helping Qin Lang's mother like this now is the best choice up.

Shen Qianhe could see that Shen Yue just sympathized with Qin Lang's mother, but maybe she didn't really want to take care of Qin Lang and his mother's life, so she just advised them to divorce early.

Qin Lang's mother was suffering and couldn't tell, she would have divorced early, but she had already troubled Shen Yue, a friend, so she didn't show her embarrassment anymore.

She has to figure it out on her own.

After Shen Yue left, Shen Qianhe came out. He knocked on the door of Qin Lang's house, and then Qin Lang's vigilant face burst into a happy expression when he found Shen Qianhe.

"Just now I saw an adult dealing with it, so I didn't come out." Shen Qianhe explained briefly, and after seeing Qin Lang and his mother yell that a friend came to him, he dragged Shen Qianhe out of the house.

"I thought you wouldn't come!" Qin Lang's eyes sparkled, and he seemed to be in a very good mood.

Although he also saw that the matter would not end like this, the appearance of Shen Qianhe still made his depressed mood better.

The two of them walked to the park that they usually went together. Shen Qianhe walked step by step while listening to Qin Lang.

"What are you counting?" Suddenly Qin Lang stopped talking and asked Shen Qianhe.Although he was immersed in his own world and talked non-stop just now, he still noticed Shen Qianhe muttering '1, 2, 3' while walking.

"I'm counting how many trees we passed." Shen Qianhe pointed to the kapok tree by the side of the road, "I want to know how long it takes to get from your house to that park. It took me a long time to come to your house by bus." Not to mention that park It's relatively close to his home, but I didn't expect Qin Lang's home to be so far away. Then how did he usually go home?

After all, Qin Lang would stay in the park very late every day, so it's not surprising that Shen Qianhe had this problem.

Qin Lang felt his heart itch. He didn't know if it was because he saw the kapok tree blooming and bearing fruit, and the cotton wadding was flying in the wind, which disturbed his heart, or because his house was obviously not close to Shen Qianhe's home, but Shen Qianhe still paid him attention after coming here feel.

Is this what it feels like to have a good friend?

When we arrived at the park, Qin Lang asked, "Have you counted it? How many trees are there?"

"Yes...ah, I forgot." Shen Qianhe jumped on the swing, stepped on the swing seat and swayed heartlessly.

"..." Qin Lang was at a loss for words for a moment.

Qin Lang thought that Shen Qianhe would say something to him, but looked at Shen Qianhe and didn't say anything to him until he got home.

"See you tomorrow!" Shen Qianhe waved his hands and said to Qin Lang with a smile.

"See you tomorrow..." Although Shen Qianhe didn't say how to help him, Qin Lang found that as long as he stayed by Shen Qianhe's side, he would become very calm.

He thought that the time when he and Shen Qianhe became friends must be a lifetime treasure.

He will always remember the feeling that Shen Qianhe brought him during this period.

The next day.

Qin Lang felt that this teacher was really disgusting.

"Student Qin Lang, the teacher is very free today. Would you like to come and chat?" After school, Qin Lang was called by the teacher to help clean the office. Simply sweep it down.

Now there were only the two of them left in the office, Qin Lang felt a little anxious looking outside, because yesterday he made an appointment with Shen Qianhe to meet today, but why is this teacher so long-winded?

"Teacher, I..." Just as I was about to refuse, the teacher walked up to Qin Lang and took him to sit on the sofa in the office. Qin Lang is different from other boys. He has developed since elementary school, so he is now 1.5 meters tall Around six, and the teacher raised him a little because he was wearing high heels. When he hugged Qin Lang, the tip of the teacher's nose was just next to Qin Lang's ear. Every time the teacher said a word, the breath would reach Qin Lang's ear above.

"The final exam will be coming soon, and there will be a parent-teacher meeting afterwards. Will Qin Lang's parents be inconvenient to come over like in previous years?" The teacher raised the topic solemnly, but Qin Lang was particularly disgusted by it.

It goes without saying that his father is a domestic violence man, and his mother often has to work as an hourly worker, but she just didn't come to the parent meeting last year. If Qin Lang is really an ordinary little boy, he might be shocked by what the teacher said. Feel lonely and empty.But even if Qin Lang didn't know what the teacher's purpose was, he could feel from his uncomfortable feeling that the teacher didn't really care about him seriously.

"I will come." Qin Lang broke away from the teacher's hand uncomfortably, "Teacher, I have something to go back first."

"What's the matter with you? You won't go home after school. Are you going out to do something bad? The teacher won't allow it." After being thrown away by Qin Lang, the teacher didn't care, and sat closer to Qin Lang , because she pulled her clothes down so that Qin Lang could see the career line when he lowered his head, and the teacher's chest was also pressed against Qin Lang intentionally or unintentionally, which made Qin Lang feel very uncomfortable.

"No... I'm going home." Qin Lang didn't bother to tell the teacher, so he stood up, picked up his schoolbag and wanted to leave.

"Okay, thank you, Qin Lang, for helping the teacher clean up. If you need anything, you can come to the teacher." The teacher also stood up, and then gently scraped Qin Lang's face with her long nails. Qin Lang felt a little itchy, but he really wanted to smash the chair.

Enduring the violence in his heart, Qin Lang nodded, and walked away with his neck stuck. Hearing the teacher's farewell, Qin Lang really felt like a wet snake was chasing him, which made him Unconsciously quickened the pace.

After arriving at the park, seeing Shen Qianhe writing something on the swing, Qin Lang's discomfort just now subsided slowly.But the heart is still a little depressed.

So he complained to Shen Qianhe about what he thought was very strange to the teacher, but he didn't expect that Shen Qianhe's expression when looking at him suddenly became very strange.

"What's up...?"

"No, there is always a feeling that you will be raped by this perverted teacher soon." Shen Qianhe said after taking back the notebook expressionlessly.

"What is being strong?"

When Qin Lang asked this question, Shen Qianhe's expression became even more strange, but he just shook his head and said to Qin Lang, "I think you know that your father's matter has not been resolved, and there is still this teacher, I thought I could help you with those two things that bothered you."

"Really?" Qin Lang's eyes widened, he completely believed that what Shen Qianhe said could be true.

Because Shen Qianhe is a very powerful person!

"Of course." Shen Qianhe smiled, "According to what I said, you can definitely be saved!" Shen Qianhe swore, it was already sunset, and the afterglow shone on Shen Qianhe's face, making Qin Lang feel that Shen Qianhe was full of confidence His face seemed to be glowing.

"How...do it?" Qin Lang's eyes became a little blurred.

"You just……"

Although it was different from what he had imagined, Qin Lang said that he did not want to forget the memories of this period.