The omega in the whole school is not as good as me

In March, the capital city began to warm up, but a sudden spring rain brought the city with little precipitation back to the cold before the beginning of spring.

"Dangdang!"

There was a crash in a dark alley, the sound of cans being kicked away.

The rainwater hit the ground lightly, and the patter of shoes on the water made the alley seem deserted and long.

The neatly dressed Alpha put down the last one, unhurriedly took out a tissue from his school uniform pocket, and wiped off the blood stained on the back of his hand.

"Damn it, Duan Jiaran! We just tore up some of your brother's homework, so we won't let you take revenge like this?"

The yellow-haired boy who fell to the ground stood up, raised his hand with difficulty to wipe the nosebleeds on his face, and yelled in disbelief.

Hearing this, the Alpha named Duan Jiaran took the time to throw away the discarded tissues, walked over slowly, and knelt down in front of the yellow-haired boy.

His calmness is in contrast to the masks of pain lying on the ground or crouching or wriggling.

"You know it's my brother and you dare to move around?" Duan Jiaran laughed, but the smile was cold.

As he spoke, he effortlessly kicked the painful-faced yellow hair with his toes until he rolled twice on the ground.

Duan Jiaran threw down a big bag of homework, and calmly announced: "Take two copies for each person, find a clean place to copy the answers, and let you go when you finish writing." After speaking, he put on a sweater hat, put his hands in his pockets Playing with the phone on the wall.

After hearing this, the punks hurriedly picked up the books and pens on the ground, and lay down under the eaves to copy the answers.

They didn't feel that Duan Jiaran was taking it lightly at the moment, because just now Duan Jiaran beat them all to the ground with a single enemy in a casual manner.

The punks felt the pain in their bodies, and they all regretted that they messed around with Huang Mao and others yesterday.

Duan Jiaran is quite well-known in the Zhouli campus area, and he can be called a school bully.

He never takes the initiative to cause trouble. Everyone knows that he is not because he is cowardly, but because he never puts other people in his eyes, which saves trouble.

If it was someone else who caused the trouble first, Duan Jiaran could always find a way to teach him a lesson and call him Dad.Just like today.

Zhouli Middle School is an aristocratic private school, full of children from rich and powerful families who are not doing their jobs.

Duan Jiaran's nonchalant attitude made the pampered son and young master even more uncomfortable, and he always thought of ways to poke and criticize secretly.

They didn't dare to provoke Duan Jiaran, so they bullied his younger brother who was somewhat similar to him.

Duan Jiaran has a half-brother Alpha who recently skipped a grade and came to high school. He is timid and easy to bully. The most important thing is that his relationship with Duan Jiaran does not seem to be good.

So there are always some idiots who are too idle to bully Duan Jiasong overtly and secretly, and seeing that Duan Jiaran really didn't care, they become more daring.

Huangmao's gang was one of them. They lost the game with Duan Jiaran's brother yesterday and were ridiculed. They felt very upset.

Seeing that little Alpha, whose facial features somewhat resembled Duan Jiaran's, was guarding his schoolbag vigilantly, they took advantage of Duan Jiasong's inattention, snatched his schoolbag, and viciously tore up most of the books.

But they never figured it out, why were they the ones who suffered?

About an hour later, a group of people worked together to complete the thick exercise books, put them back into the original bags, and handed them to Duan Jiaran timidly.

Duan Jiaran shook the water droplets on the bag impatiently, and said mercifully: "Okay, we'll write off this matter."

The others nodded and left obediently. Only Huang Mao and his two brothers who had the best relationship with him walked up to Duan Jiaran with dissatisfaction in their trouser pockets and let out a light sneer.

"Wait, I just let you go as I did. The three of you don't meet the requirements, right?" Duan Jiaran reached out to stop Huang Mao and the three of them. He just watched Huang Mao make small moves and gave all his share to the younger brother.

The yellow hair is not afraid of being punctured, and his face is full of impatience: "Just copy it for your brother? What else do you want?" The next second his proud head was hit hard, and the whole person was thrown back two steps. Huang Mao subconsciously reached out to pick it up, and found that it was a brand new exercise book that he took out from nowhere.

Duan Jiaran deliberately made things difficult: "I still have to ask you to write it?"

"Your mother!" Huang Mao didn't cooperate at all, and his good brother also rushed forward.

Duan Jiaran had expected it a long time ago, raised his fist heavily, and killed one with one punch.

But Huang Mao avoided it cleverly, and stabbed at Duan Jiaran with a short blade in his hand. Unexpectedly, he still had a weapon, Duan Jiaran couldn't dodge in time, and was cut on the back of the neck.

"Hiss!" Touching the blood on his neck, Duan Jiaran was completely aroused, and the strength of the remaining two punches almost doubled, hitting Huang Mao until only the heavy heaving of his chest showed that this person was still alive.

"Write?" When the people on the ground stopped moving, Duan Jiaran slightly tilted his head back, asking the two Alphas behind him.

Huang Mao's good brother glanced at Huang Mao who was struggling like a dead fish on the ground, and nodded his head.

After the three of them dutifully finished copying the three thick books, Duan Jiaran set off home late.

The night lights in the villa area have been turned on. This is an area full of sense of belonging, but this sense of belonging does not belong to Duan Jiaran.

Duan Jiaran walked with a blank expression, maybe he was a little tired and his body felt heavy.

Duan Jiasong was standing at the door of his house with his head poked out to look out. Through the streetlight, he saw his brother's figure from a distance, and he rushed over with a happy smile.

"Brother, why did you come back so late?" Duan Jiasong asked.

Duan Jiaran didn't explain, and handed the bag to Duan Jiasong, "Take it."

The surface of the bag was a bit dirty, but the books inside were clean except for some places that were wet. The books inside were exactly the same as Duan Jiasong's torn ones yesterday.

Duan Jiasong thought it was a new book he bought for himself, and was about to thank his brother for his concern, but watched Duan Jiaran's body slowly fall.

"Brother!" Duan Jiasong rushed to help Duan Jiaran, but he touched a hand of bright red blood on his neck.

When Duan Jiaran woke up again, the first thing he saw was Duan Jiasong's big face, he wondered in a daze what kind of nightmare this was.

The next moment, Duan Jiasong, who was scarier than a nightmare, yelled: "Dad, Dad, brother woke up!"

After speaking, he began to cry again.

Duan Jiaran finally woke up, realized that he was in the hospital, raised his hand to cover Duan Jiasong's mouth with difficulty, and said, "Shh, I'm not going to die yet... Raise the bed a little bit."

"Oh." Duan Jiasong obeyed honestly.

"Jiaran, are you awake? Are you hungry? Do you want to drink the soup?" A gentle voice came from the door, it was Duan Jiasong's Omega father Su Qi who came.

He brought an incubator, and after Duan Jiaran nodded in agreement, he helped set up the dining table on the bed, and put out the prepared chicken soup.

"Drink more." Su Qi gently persuaded, seeing Duan Jiasong's hesitant expression, he said amusedly: "Uncle is right outside the door, just call me if you need anything, I won't bother you two brothers here .”

Su Qi was busy with work and was very clumsy as a parent. He was always afraid that his stepson would be dissatisfied with him and Duan Jiasong, so sometimes he treated Duan Jiaran better than his own son.

Furthermore, his father's second marriage was upright and upright. As a son, Duan Jiaran naturally had no other opinions.

Although he really doesn't like his noisy younger brother, his relationship with Su Qi and his son is not as bad as the rumors outside.

"Brother, those people who bullied you yesterday were punished, and they also went to the hospital for no reason."

After Su Qi left, Duan Jiasong dared to discuss yesterday's incident with his brother in a low voice.

"Are you in the hospital?" Duan Jia's skin on his neck felt pulled, and the pain was so painful that his voice became much softer.

Duan Jiasong became even angrier when this matter was mentioned: "If you ask me, I deserve it! It seems that I was beaten up by someone else. I heard that person's surname is Zhao."

Surname Zhao?Duan Jiaran frowned, a figure flashed in his mind, but he was quickly ruled out, that person didn't have a deep friendship with him.

"But brother, the teacher said that you still have to write a self-criticism... I'm sorry, it's all my fault. When Dad finishes his work, I must explain it clearly to him, otherwise he will blame you again."

Duan Jiasong lowered his eyes, blaming himself very much.

Duan Jiaran hated his younger brother's appearance the most, and waved his hand, interrupting Duan Jiasong's self-movement: "I think too much, I just don't like them."

After speaking, he played with his mobile phone, unwilling to talk about it with his brother.

Duan Jiasong would have believed it when he was a child, but now he won't be so stupid.

When I returned home that evening, it was pitch black, and Duan Jiasong sat on the table alone, awkwardly patching it up with tape.

Duan Jiaran, who temporarily canceled his playing plan, suddenly appeared next to his younger brother. He didn't turn on the light or speak. He just helped his younger brother pick up the debris on the ground, and finally glued the book together after spending almost the whole night.

At this time, Jiaran straightened Duan Jiasong's head, ignored his teary face, looked straight into his eyes, and asked seriously, "Who is it?"

Duan Jiasong thought that he might never forget the scene under the street lamp yesterday, because he saw his own god in the incomplete light.

As an older brother, Duan Jiaran didn't expect that his younger brother, who had been moved by himself, would be enthralled in his heart. He was currently comforting his group of good brothers on his mobile phone.

[Ran: I'm fine, don't shout.By the way, I heard from my brother that that group of people also entered the hospital yesterday? ]

[ZS: I just said that brother Xiaosong eavesdropped on our chat! ]

[LS: This little guy is really good enough. ]

[Of course: ... less nonsense]

[ZS: It's true, Brother Yu made the call, I saw it with my own eyes!I don't know how they provoked Zhao Qiyou, the other party's attack was extremely cruel, and the means were ruthless, if I hadn't been caught at the scene, almost no fifth person in the world would know who did it. ]

[LS: I heard that one of the yellow-haired ribs was broken... Hiss, it hurts so much. ]

Zhao Qiyou?

Duan Jiaran was as dazed as he really didn't know what was going on.

Different from the ordinary scumbags like them who goof around in school, Zhao Qiyou somehow got his name. He knows many friends who are really gangsters. He is the bully of Zhou Li's school district, and the teachers are very afraid of him.

Duan Jiaran and Zhao Qiyou did know each other, but they didn't have a deep friendship. He didn't think that Zhao Qiyou acted for him.

Since it had nothing to do with him, he stopped thinking about it.

After staying in the hospital for a few days, Duan Jiaran, who had no interest in studying, would be carried away by this considerate and thoughtful service.

Until his own father came to the door.

In the ward.

Duan Jiaran and Father Duan, who was sitting directly opposite, stared wide-eyed.

"Are you planning to go home?" Duan Yunying took off the leather gloves and put them on the back of the chair, asking casually, but his expression was not casual.

"Isn't it better? I'll definitely go back when I'm done."

Duan Jiaran, who was judged to be recovering well by the attending physician yesterday afternoon, looked away guiltily, leaning on the head of the bed and replied.

He didn't lie, his head was still dizzy, but today he was dizzy from sleeping too long.

But his sophistry was like child's play in front of Duan Yunying.

"I've already read the inspection report, so I won't tell you such nonsense lies in the future. Do you know what the first message I received when I got off the plane? It was to tell me to deal with the mess in your school. Duan Jiaran, this is already This is the second time No.30 since high school."

Duan Yunying mercilessly exposed his son's misdeeds.

"Tch." Duan Jiaran was extremely disdainful. He said this as early as No.30, and he had heard a similar version before No.30 or even longer.

He himself didn't care, but Duan Jiasong was a little anxious, took Duan Yunying's arm and explained: "Father, in fact, my brother is doing it for me..."

Duan Jiaran knew that half of his brother's 32 times were to teach those who bullied him.

Duan Yunying gently shook off the child's hand and said, "I'll talk about you later."

"Duan Jiaran, you can do whatever you want, don't bring Xiaosong to meddle in your affairs. His main task is to study, which is different from yours!"

His tone was cold as if it had nothing to do with him, but the faster and faster speaking speed showed that he was in a bad mood.

Fearing that Duan Yunying would start a dispute with his brother, Duan Jiasong sternly stopped, "Dad!"

"Yunying, the procedures for discharge from the hospital have been completed. Isn't the company going to hold a meeting? Leave it to me."

Su Qi, who helped with the formalities, quickly walked into the ward, stroked Duan Yunying's shoulder, and persuaded him softly.

Duan Yunying glanced at Duan Jiaran who tilted her head from head to toe and said nothing, moved her mouth slightly, closed her eyes tightly, and finally did not speak again.Sitting together without a word for a while, Duan Yunying seemed to be feeling tired, stood up and supported his forehead, sighed, and then left the room with Su Qi.

The posture of lowering his head slightly blocked Duan Jiaran's gloomy expression, and he struggled to shake off the fist held by Duan Jiasong.

He knew that Duan Yunying was very dissatisfied that Duan Jiasong had given up his invitation to a prestigious school and studied with him in Zhouli.

The accusation of causing trouble and being ignorant is true, and Duan Jiaran will not refute it, but why is he the one who is wrong in the eyes of his biological father?

He never forced Duan Jiasong to come to Zhou Li; he never took the initiative to cause trouble, and half of the 32 discipline violations were for his younger brother; he didn't never study, but that kind of small progress was insignificant compared to the excellent grades of his genius brother.

Even after he differentiated into a high-quality Alpha and returned home happily with the medical examination report, he only got a sentence from his father, "Why are you proud, because this status can make you more unscrupulous".

In the past, Duan Jiaran thought that he was so unbearable in Duan Yunying's eyes, so he fulfilled his father's fantasy and tried to become a useless person.

But at this moment, looking at Duan Jiasong who was pulling the corner of his clothes and choking and chattering in a low voice, he suddenly didn't have the idea of ​​fighting against his father. Why did he want to be a green leaf next to Genius?

His thoughts suddenly returned to a certain festival night, Duan Jiasong coquettishly asked Duan Yunying to watch TV with him and Su Qi, the three of them on the sofa looked like a family.That night, Duan Jiaran held the glass of water and looked at it for a long time, and for the first time came up with an idea: Why don't we just leave.

The sky was getting dark, and the birds flew by outside the window.Duan Jiaran looked at the flock of migratory birds indifferently, and played with the phone aimlessly with his fingers.

"beep……"

After a while, the phone was connected, and a hearty male voice came.

"Is there anything Xiaoran can do with her uncle?"

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[Advance collection of "Atypical Killer", please collect it~]

After a family accident, Yu Tingyue chose to drop out of school, pack up her burden and go back to the countryside to live a pastoral life.

Before Xiaoqiao Liushui's family's life officially started, rich N-generation friends came to ask him to take care of his amnesiac uncle.

Yu Tingyue: No...

The friend quickly said a series of numbers: Consider it?

Yu Tingyue: You're welcome, your uncle is my uncle.

My friend's brother-in-law is a handsome, noble and elegant rich man, presumably amnesia can't change these characteristics.

You can still make money by eating with multiple people, no need to poke a needle.

A few days later, at the gate of the station.

"You are Yu Tingyue?"

A man with dyed fluorescent purple hair and dressed with personality appeared in front of him, blew the hair scattered between his eyebrows, and asked.

Yu Tingyue shook her head hastily: "You have identified the wrong person."

When Lian Xiyun woke up, he was surrounded by a group of people, and a boy of seventeen or eighteen was calling for uncle.

Lian Xiyun: I'm a [-]-year-old boy, yet I'm called uncle?

The anomaly doesn't stop there, his favorite shape of Sha Matt is actually called a different kind.

The world is broken!This is clearly a trend, a rock and roll!

Then... he was sent to the countryside to farm.

The male nanny arranged in the rural residence not only had a bad temper, forced him to dye his hair back, put on old-fashioned clothes, and even made him learn to plow and fertilize the fields!

Lian Xiyun slammed his rake in anger: I quit!

And said that Yu Tingyue would pay the price for his arrogance!

That night, Lian Xiyun, who ran away from home, borrowed a landline from the canteen in the next village, crying and begging the nanny Yu Tingyue to pick him up.