Transfer Students

The right cheek was hot, and the mouth was full of bloody smell. Lu Shaohang stretched out his hand to touch it, and his fingertips were red.

Song Ya rushed over in panic: "Are you all right?! Let me see!"

Lu Shaohang turned his head to avoid it, the blood from the corner of his mouth dripped down his chin and onto the back of her hand, which made Song Ya's eye circles red.

"Why beat the child!" She shouted tremblingly at her angry husband, "If you have something to say, just say it, don't do it!"

"He asked for it!" Lu Ming was so angry that his chest heaved violently, his face flushed, and he pointed at Lu Shaohang and said angrily: "It's fun to play with me, isn't it! Let you change your fucking wish, like stabbing you It's like a piece of meat, as for you, play with me!"

"As for!" Lu Shaohang said in a choked voice, regardless of the smell in his mouth: "You have freed me for more than ten years, why should you come out one by one to change my wish now! You are not worthy!"

Lu Ming stared angrily, said "Very good" twice, then suddenly picked up a photo frame on the desk, and slammed it on Lu Shaohang's body.

Glass shards shattered all over him in an instant, and a small cut was made on his cheek.

Song Ya was so frightened that she let out a quick and sharp cry. She quickly protected Lu Shaohang behind her, and said to Lu Ming: "You didn't hear me, did you! Do you have to beat him to death to relieve your anger?!"

"Still protecting him! I figured it out, his irritating energy is all because of your fucking habit!"

Lu Ming only scolded Lu Shaohang for being unresponsive, and simply transferred his anger to Song Ya.

Song Ya has always been strong. In the past six months, she gave up the company's business and devoted herself to the family. In order to take care of Lu Shaohang's emotions and not affect his college entrance examination, she made many compromises and concessions.

But she made a compromise, not only her son didn't appreciate it, but her husband didn't care at all, and even used her sacrifice to attack her at this time.

The emotions that had been suppressed for half a year finally broke out at this moment.

"I'm used to it? What face do you have to say that about me! You don't go home every day, what right do you have to stand here and accuse me of Lu Shaohang's education!"

Song Ya stood up, even though there were tears in her eyes, her aura was aggressive.

"In the past six months, I have been working from dawn to dusk, cooking breakfast and supper for him, contacting the head teacher to keep an eye on his academic performance, and what about you, Lu Ming? Where are you, what are you doing, and you took the initiative to call me once to care about your family situation?!"

"What do you mean by what you said," Lu Ming said in a deep voice, "We made it very clear at the beginning that you took the initiative to suspend work and go home. Why? Regret it now?"

Song Ya wanted to say, yes, I regret it.

However, concerned about Lu Shaohang's mood, she pursed her lips tightly and did not answer.

Lu Ming sneered and said, "You know, you're so fake. Since you didn't want to go home, why do you have to force yourself?"

"...Don't go too far."

"Besides, since you're back, you should do your job well." Lu Ming pointed at Lu Shaohang, "It's your job to take care of him!"

"You're trying to make excuses!" Song Ya laughed angrily, "Did I give birth to him alone? He is also your son! Shouldn't you be responsible?"

"Aren't I making money to support my family? Are you a husband and a child, have you taught him well!? Liar, talk back, puppy love, this is the good son you have taught!"

"Don't talk nonsense—!"

"How did I wrong him?" Lu Ming looked at her coldly, even though she was in tears, she would never back down, "Song Ya, is it so difficult to admit that you have failed?"

These words were like a sharp knife, piercing directly into Song Ya's chest.

Holding the bloody blade, she stared at the murderer in disbelief—he was still attacking, swearing to destroy her psychological defense completely, as if he was heartless and cold-blooded.

Song Ya burst into tears in pain.

The usual elegance, and the vigorous and vigorous fashion in the mall have all left her.She is just an ordinary housewife now, unable to bear her husband's humiliation and her son's incomprehension any longer, she hugged her knees and cried helplessly.

Lu Shaohang felt tired after hearing it.

He was kicked around like a rubber ball in the mutual attack of his parents, and they didn't care whether he would be hurt by the glass shards all over the floor.

Really boring.

He got up weakly, stepped on the broken family portrait on the ground, and walked out of the study.

"Stop! You haven't clarified your question yet, where do you want to go?!" Lu Ming grabbed his arm and forced him to ask, "Please tell me the truth, you have to go to University A, is it because of that?" girl!"

Lu Shaohang looked at the hand holding him in disgust.

Lu Ming stepped up his strength: "Don't try to lie to me, even if your mother doesn't tell me, I know you're secretly in a relationship! I'll just ask you, is it true!"

"Oh," Lu Shaohang raised his eyelids, and said calmly, "Yes, and no."

Lu Ming frowned, and said sharply, "Will you talk well?"

"I'm really in a relationship."

Lu Shaohang answered frankly, his gaze seemed to casually glance towards Song Ya, whose face was full of tears, and then retracted, and fell on the face of Lu Ming, who was full of anger.

He smiled suddenly, raised his eyebrows and said, "But it's not a girlfriend, it's a boyfriend."

The huge study room suddenly fell into deathly silence, as if the world had been paused.

"Didn't hear you clearly?"

Looking at the two stunned people in front of him, Lu Shaohang felt a distorted pleasure in his heart.

"Then let me say it again."

He was smiling, and his tone could even be called sweet.

"Your liar, back-talking, puppy-loving son is a straight-up gay."

"... Xiaohang?" Song Ya looked at him incredulously, "You can't talk nonsense about such things!"

"Didn't you hear me! After so many years, can you listen to me carefully once!" Lu Shaohang raised his voice, "I said I'm gay, did you hear me? I'm fucking gay!"

"I'll make you fucking yell—!"

Lu Ming slammed down another punch, and Lu Shaohang was caught off guard. He staggered back two steps and slammed into the display case next to him.

The glass was shattered, and the things inside fell down, and all of Lu Ming's fists and feet hit Lu Shaohang's body.

Lu Shaohang's blood was aroused, he cursed in a low voice, raised his hand to block his father's slap, and stood up.

"Today's beating, I will pay you back, and I will admit to killing me. But in the future, I will have nothing to do with you."

"What did you say?!" Lu Ming was angry and startled, "Are you trying to sever the father-son relationship with me?"

Lu Shaohang's face was covered with blood, and his eyes were even scarier red.

Lu Ming was so angry that he lost his mind. He cursed and went to the bedroom, and took out a belt.

Song Ya was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she didn't care about the quarrel just now. She rushed forward and hugged his swollen forearm, dissuading him: "Calm down! If you have something to say to the child, he is just angry!"

She cried so much that her makeup was all over, she turned her head and shouted at Lu Shaohang: "Xiaohang, can you please be soft? Hurry up and say sorry to your father—"

"Get off!"

Lu Ming pushed her away, and the belt slapped on Lu Shaohang's side waist.

"I must beat him to death today!"

For a moment, crying, screaming and cursing were mixed in the sharp and piercing pain, overwhelming Lu Shaohang completely.