The cold and ruthless school bully's school god, Xiaojiaofu

Bian Jing's face was flushed red, his neck was being pinched in Bian Jiang's hands, and it was getting tighter and tighter, his chest cavity felt as if he wanted to blow up due to lack of oxygen, in broad daylight, Bian Jing bet Bian Jiang would not dare to do anything to him.

"Are the maggots coming out to feed again?"

Usually in school, it is not easy to see the side scene, but this time, the side scene dared to come out to set up a stall, and waited for Xie Ting to leave before the frontier came to block the side scene.

"Little bastard, you know exactly what I want."

Bian Jing's eyes turned red, and he said with difficulty: "I, no, clear, clear."

Bian Jiang was enraged, he threw the person towards the tree trunk, and stepped on the side scene: "You fucking dare to swallow it!"

The person lying on the ground sucked in the air quickly and coughed for a while, before looking at the frontier with tears in his eyes: "You are not worthy of the inheritance."

With a fierce look on Bian Jiang's ferocious face, he kicked Bian Jing a few times. Bian Jing had already habitually waited for the violence to pass. Since he was admitted to the hospital after drinking fake wine, his body was weaker than before.

We couldn't beat the frontier before, and now we can't beat it even more.

A lot of people gathered around, the stalls of the border scene were smashed by the dog legs brought from the frontier, and the roof of the shed was bald and piled up.

There were people around who wanted to come up to persuade them, most of them were a few merchants who had been robbed of their business standing and watching, and the side scene was holding his head, looking disappointed at the surrounding people.

Frontier has been doing evil in this area for a long time, and this group of people dare not come forward to persuade them to fight.

Until, a person broke through the crowd and came, saw the people on the ground, and shouted: "Stop, the city management is here."

Bian Jiang spat, he would hit Bian Jing every time he saw him, if he didn't get what he deserved, he would have to torture Bian Jing.

Hearing that the city management was coming, he quickly took people away, and what the gangster was afraid of was confronting the public.

Bian Jing's head was buzzing, and it took him a long time to see the person who came to save him. Ming Jie helped him up and asked, "Are you okay? I'll take you to the hospital."

Bian Jing grabbed his hand and stopped him, "No."

It would cost a lot of money to go to the hospital. The money for the last hospitalization cost most of his savings, and now he can survive this injury.

Ming Yan was very anxious. He passed by here to buy new year's goods, and saw Bian Jing being beaten on the ground: "No, you're bleeding."

Bian Jing supported the tree trunk and stood up, took a few breaths: "I can't die."

Ming Kao supported him, Bian Jing was very thin, his skin was fine and white, not white, but yellowish white, touched his arm, he was as thin as a bamboo pole.

"Then you go to my house to treat the wound."

Bian Jing was still a little dizzy, and replied: "Okay."

Ming's home is in the Jidi Bureau, a dilapidated small bungalow with more than a dozen families living in poverty. Ming cast the side view on a chair and took a first-aid kit to bandage his wound.

"Who was that person just now?"

"Cousin."

Ming Yan's hand that applied the medicine was stunned, "Huh?"

"Then why did you hit you so hard?"

Bian Jing smiled, pulled the wound on the corner of his mouth, and let out a sting: "Probably there is revenge."

Ming Yan shook his head, his kinship is also thin, one relative counts as one, and he doesn't know how to comfort him in this situation, so he can only say: "Then next time you see him, run quickly."

Edge looked at him.

Ming Yan put away the disinfectant, patted his head and was embarrassed to call others weak, and said euphemistically: "You are too thin, you can't beat him."

Bian Jing also knew how much he weighed, so he nodded in agreement.

"Hey, have you eaten? My grandma made it. Would you like some?"

"not yet."

"Then you can eat here."

"......it is good."

Ever since he was a child, people have often told him, "Come to my house for dinner."

He didn't refuse every meal. In order to survive and maintain the nutritional needs of his body, he didn't forget a single meal. He remembered how many meals he ate at whose house and how many days he ate.

He grew up eating all kinds of food, so he knows how to be grateful.

Ming Kai is a senior from the previous class of No. [-] Middle School. He met several times in school when he was a freshman in high school. He was always smiling, and Mu Qi was always standing beside him.

I heard that the two have known each other since high school.

After seeing them kissing that day, Bian Jing had more trust in Ming Jie.

It's like you are looking in the crowd, and suddenly, you see a similar person.

You are no longer an outlier, there are others like you.

have the same feelings.

Bian Jing watched Ming Castan picking and washing vegetables in the patio, and in the kitchen not far away, Grandma Ming was cooking on the stove, Ming Castan was talking to his grandma, and the grandma and grandson depended on each other.

Good.

Bian Jing is not a hypocritical person, he goes out to pick and wash vegetables with Castanopsis ming.

It was only then that Ming Jie remembered that he had something to apologize to him, and said to him in a low voice: "I'm sorry that day, I let you see..."

Bian Jing lowered his head and smiled: "It's okay, just be happy."

Encouraged, Ming Yan nodded fiercely: "Yeah."

After hesitating for a moment, he glanced at the kitchen and asked, "Then you are?"

Bian Jing gave a hand to wash the vegetables, and generously admitted: "Yes."

Ming Yan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Welcome."

"Thank you."