domestic violence man

When they ran to the playground, both of them were out of breath. In the cold and harsh wind, Wen Ningyuan's voice was still as pleasant as before, calm and cold with an imperceptible softness.

"Thank you."

When Yan Yang heard him thanking himself, he looked at Wen Ningyuan's gentle and handsome face, and suddenly his face turned red, and he didn't have any fighting spirit at all.

"No... it's just... a little effort."

He really wanted to be like the hero in the movie, waving to Wen Ningyuan generously, and then said very chicly: "Goodbye."

But in reality, facing such a good-looking person, he couldn't move at all, and could only stare blankly at Wen Ningyuan's dark and deep pupils.

Then Wen Ningyuan's appearance magnified little by little in his eyes, and he heard the other person leaning closer to his ear and asking, "Why did you help me? Was it for my money or someone who was after me?"

Yan Yang froze, but Wen Ningyuan laughed out loud.

As stunning as a plum blossom blooming in the cold winter months, Yan Yang originally thought that a person like Wen Ningyuan would not laugh or cry, he would just quietly watch everything in this world, like a god.

"Are you kidding me, are you angry?" Wen Ningyuan shook his head and smiled again.

"No...no..." Faced with the person he likes for the first time, Yan Yang's reaction was jerky, Wen Ningyuan saw it, and stopped smiling.

Then he said seriously: "Since we are friends, then... let's go back to the dormitory together."

Later, he and Wen Ningyuan kept a "secret" friendship. Wen Ningyuan would wait for him after school and give him homework. Occasionally, the two of them would go out together on weekends to eat various delicacies from the stalls. .

Yan Yang didn't think too much about Wen Ningyuan's family situation when he and Wen Ningyuan were eating and drinking carelessly, until Wen Ningyuan gave him a pair of shoes.

He took it in embarrassment, and later heard roommates in the dormitory comment that he didn't know where he got the money, and he could afford a pair of sneakers worth nearly 1000 yuan.

Yan Yang didn't dare to wear those shoes again. He felt that the relationship had changed. His family conditions were not good. Since he was young, he had been asked by his mother to wear clothes given by relatives and friends. Yan Tong bought some new clothes so that the siblings could play with other children wearing new clothes.

Because the younger sister is a girl, his mother always said that girls are rich and boys are poor, so Yan Yang's food, clothing, housing and transportation are worse than his sister's, but he never complained, seeing his sister happy, he feels at ease, but this is also It caused him to be sensitive and somewhat inferior.

His low self-esteem makes him impulsive when things happen, and his temper is not good. Many things happen, and he is more likely to think too much, just like when his roommates talk about his shoes behind his back, he always feels that they are talking about his relationship with Wen Ningyuan ?Was it poking him in the back?

And this directly led to his quarrel with Wen Ningyuan.

He took the pair of shoes and went to question Wen Ningyuan, why did he give him such an expensive thing, did he want everyone to think that he was admiring Young Master Wen and was Young Master Wen's follower.

Wen Ningyuan only looked at him calmly, there was no emotion in his black pearl-like pupils, neither anger nor joy.

He took the pair of shoes in silence: "I just think your feet will be cold."

After speaking, he squatted on the ground, lifted Yan Yang's legs, took off his worn out shoes, put on new ones for him, and then tied the shoelaces carefully.

"I'm leaving." Yan Yang heard him say in a muffled voice.

"what?"

Wen Ningyuan raised his head: "I'm leaving, my family arranged for me to go abroad."

Yan Yang was stunned, in the dim light, in the cold wind, he seemed to see something flickering in Wen Ningyuan's eyes, but only for a moment, and very soon, Wen Ningyuan smiled again: "Tomorrow's air ticket. "

All Yan Yang's memories of him are fixed on that farewell night. He deeply remembers every movement of Wen Ningyuan, lifting his feet lightly and gently, and putting on the pair of expensive shoes for him.

The touch of his fingers seemed to stay in his heart and could not go away for a long time. Since then, Wen Ningyuan has become the white moonlight in Yan Yang's heart, which has always existed, shone through the clouds and mist on the wall, but disappeared in life.

Yan Yang hung up Luo Ran's shirt, and then looked at the pair of shoes at the bottom of the closet. Since Wen Ningyuan left, he had put away these shoes and would polish them when he was free, so the shoes were Like brand new, spotless.

After graduating from high school, because his younger sister was admitted to a key university, in order to make up for his younger sister's tuition, Yan Yang went to a vocational school and studied technical maintenance for three years.

Memories of the past are gradually smoothed by the edges and corners of life, and ideals, beliefs, and expectations no longer exist.

Fortunately, Yan Tong became a teacher after graduating from university. This industry is stable and suitable for girls, and it also makes her mother less worried.

Thinking of his mother who was plagued by illness, Yan Yang was both sad and worried. The way ahead was too bleak. He and Yan Tong didn't know when they would be able to pay for his mother's operation. , It's already beyond the range of the two of them... Yan Yang was thinking about where to get so much money, but the phone rang at home.

The landline phone was left by the landlord, and the monthly bill was not much, so Yan Yang kept it, and it became the only way for Yan Tong to contact him on weekdays.