You are the one I can't beat

Cheng Yue yelled so loudly that many people around heard it, and everyone's eyes turned to An Moyu.

An Moyu looked back at everyone, the surprise, contempt, and disgust in everyone's eyes pierced his heart like a knife.

In everyone's eyes, he seems to be a different kind, a monster...

An Moyu's face turned pale in an instant, and he felt that his face and dignity were shattered in an instant.

An Moyu turned his head and ran out of the bar. A few men suddenly came over and pushed Cheng Yue. At this time, the music started again, and everyone was excited again, not paying attention to Cheng Yue's side.

Cheng Yue was surrounded by several men. Someone pinched Cheng Yue's neck and asked fiercely: "What's wrong with liking men? I just like men. Do you think I look like a pervert?"

"No, no..." Cheng Yue was too scared to speak.

Those men were fierce, with tattoos all over their exposed flesh. He was not a good person at first glance. He was a high school student and had never seen anything in the world. These few people were enough to scare him.

……

An Moyu ran out of the bar as if fleeing for his life. The wind was very cold outside, and after a few blows, his whole body trembled.

It might be because he drank too much, or it might be because the wind was blowing too cold, his whole stomach was churning with discomfort, and after a while he hugged the electric pole and vomited profusely.

"Vag... vomit..."

Suddenly a hand patted his back, "Are you okay? Little brother."

An Moyu didn't even have the strength to look back, and he was able to raise his head only after throwing up his stomach.

A tall man stood beside him and handed him a tissue.

"Scrub."

"Thank you..." An Moyu took the tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth. He walked away a little, away from his vomit.

"How are you? If you're feeling bad, I'll take you to the hospital?" the man asked with concern.

"No, just spit it out. I drank too much. Thank you, brother..." An Moyu looked at the man in a suit and leather shoes. He looked like a mature man in his 20s or 30s. I just called uncle, but if I really called uncle, I guess people would be angry.

The man smiled and said, "Go back quickly, you are so young, you should still be a student, it's so late, don't wander around outside, it's cold."

"Hmm..." An Moyu responded, and suddenly wanted to vomit again. He turned around and squatted down, retching a few times.

"How are you? Get up, I'll take you to the hospital, don't vomit and hurt." The man pulled An Moyu up as he spoke. An Moyu looked much shorter for a man, and the man immediately It's like lifting him up.

"I dont go……"

"Be obedient, the hospital is ahead." The man said, insisting on taking him to the hospital.

An Moyu's face was white, and he was a little dazed. The doctor prescribed medicine for him, and after taking it, he sat and rested in the corridor outside the ward.

It's not too serious. When the medicine takes effect, people will feel comfortable.

The man was sitting next to him and accompanied him. An Moyu looked at him and asked, "You...why did you help me?"

"I was in the bar just now," the man said.

An Moyu shuddered, so...he heard what Cheng Yue said, and knew that he liked men...

"Are you here to laugh at me?" An Moyu lowered his head. He couldn't face this matter head-on.

"Do you find it ridiculous to like men?" the man asked.