Cannon fodder partner dressed as a disabled villain

Yun Yan felt himself clenching his fists.

All the students were watching, making rustling noises. Some had uneasiness in their eyes, while others were gloating.

"Go! Go save him!" Yun Yan heard himself shouting to the self in memory, but the self in memory just watched, but didn't move.

He didn't move, but the bully did.

After waking up, Yun Yan remembered what Shen Qingya had told him, and knew that this person was Wang Susheng's eldest son, Wang Che.

Wang Che walked up to Shen Shuheng with his hands in his pockets, and suddenly stretched out his hand to push him. The push made Shen Shuheng stagger, barely supporting his body with his unskilled artificial limbs and injured legs.

Shen Shuheng's eyes remained indifferent, but compared to just now, there was a hint of despair - he knew what he was going to face.

Wang Che looked at the people around him, smiled more and more complacently, and pushed Shen Shuheng again: "Can't you fucking move?"

Shen Shuheng almost fell down this time, but she still tried her best to stand still, still looking at the ground without speaking.

If he could run, he would have run a long time ago, but now he might be laughed at for walking.

He can only stand where he is.

But no one will come to rescue him.

"Aren't you deaf? I'll let you take two steps!"

Shen Shuheng still didn't move.

The more he resisted stubbornly in silence, the more he could arouse Wang Che's violence.

Wang Che didn't speak any more, a sternness flashed across his face, he flew up and kicked Shen Shuheng's injured leg heavily, Shen Shuheng's face was distorted in pain, but he didn't make any sound, just never Unable to maintain balance, he fell to the ground.

Several of Wang Che's companions around laughed together, mixed with girls' exclamations, gasps of some people, and many people whispering, but no one dared to step forward.

The "I" in my memory couldn't bear it anymore, but I didn't move rashly. I glanced around quickly. It happened that he was standing at the stairs. The cleaning tools were placed under the stairs. He walked over and took them. A mop, but was stopped when he turned to go out.

"What are you doing!" He looked up, seeing a face that seemed somewhat familiar, but Yun Yan couldn't remember who it was.

He dodged the approaching people and walked forward without saying a word.

But the man stopped him again: "Didn't your dad tell you not to worry about it?! You still want to be beaten by your dad!"

He stopped and hesitated.

Just after such a hesitation, a fight started over there - he didn't hear what Shen Shuheng said, the group of people surrounded him, some punched and kicked, and some grabbed Shen Shuheng, allowing Wang Lin to use his prosthetic limb It was unloaded and hit the ground heavily.

There was a lot of people around, pointing and pointing, but no one was willing to rush up—no one wanted to be the last person to be beaten.

The "I" in my memory seemed to struggle for a moment, and rushed over again, but was immediately held back by that friend: "Think about your mother!"

"What the hell!" "I" struggled violently, and finally broke away from my friend with all my strength, and roared: "I don't even make a move in this situation! What the hell is it human!!!"

The friend was taken aback by his yelling and let go.

He let go of the mop, took advantage of his anger, and slammed the basketball in his hand towards the group of people, hitting Wang Che's head with precision.

As soon as Wang Che stepped on the removed prosthetic limb, his head was hit, and he shouted angrily: "Fuck! Who!"

When Wang Che turned his head, he had already stepped off the mop head, rushed up with a wooden stick, and hit Wang Che directly with the stick.

Wang Che reacted quite quickly, and quickly avoided it, but was still hit on the shoulder.

Seeing Wang Che being beaten, several people immediately ignored Shen Shuheng and fought with him.

……

Yun Yan felt like he was crazy in his memory, and the anger in his heart almost woke him up. They fought in chaos, and even ignored the pain on their bodies.

In the end, a group of teachers rushed over and pulled them away.

There are two buildings on both sides, and it was only then that the teacher made a move, Yun Yan almost felt ridiculous.

Later, the crowd dispersed, and he and some teachers went over, trying to pull Shen Shuheng up.

But when a teacher wanted to help Shen Shuheng, he was pushed away.

The teachers probably felt guilty and didn't help him anymore, and the atmosphere became stiff for a moment.

Shen Shuheng's prosthesis had been damaged in the fight and could no longer be used. The "I" in his memory stepped forward and said stiffly, "Get up, I'll take you to the infirmary."

Shen Shuheng was stiff for a long time, and finally agreed.

Shen Shuheng was carried to the infirmary by him.

With the prosthesis, Shen Shuheng no longer sits in a wheelchair. Now without the prosthesis, he cannot walk.

When they arrived at the infirmary, the doctor saw that the two were bruised and purple from the beating, and hurriedly took medicine for them without asking any further questions.

Shen Shuheng sat on the bed, while he sat on the stool, neither of them spoke or looked at each other.

Until all the injuries were treated and the doctor left, the two remained silent.

The time is stretched long in the memory, the sun shines in from the window, and every dust in the air is clearly visible.

After a long time, Yun Yan finally heard himself say stiffly: "I'm sorry, I'm late."

Shen Shuheng, who kept his head down, finally raised his head to look at him, his eyes flickered, before he could understand the emotion in those eyes, he lowered his eyelids and covered his eyes.

……

Memories are no more than dreams, many details in the memories are very detailed, and even emotions can still be felt after so long.

Yun Yan woke up in the middle of the night, sat on the bed, buried his face in his palms, his eyes were red.

When he heard Shen Qingya talk about this matter, he already felt distressed enough, but now, that scene is in his memory, vividly in his mind.

In the darkness, thinking of the scene, Yun Yan felt so uncomfortable that he could hardly breathe, subconsciously picked up the mobile phone by the bedside, and opened the dialog box with Shen Shuheng.

When he saw the "good night" they said to each other at the end of the dialog box, his heart was filled with joy, and the tears he had accumulated fell down all at once, hitting the screen on the phone.

He especially wanted to ask "Are you asleep?", and wanted to say a few words to Shen Shuheng, but he knew that if he sent a message now, he would definitely wake him up—he had always set up his own messages. different beeps.

He had no other choice but to look through the messages he and Shen Shuheng had sent one by one to calm down the mania in his heart.

——Fortunately, fortunately, Wang Lin is now paraplegic, otherwise, Yun Yan thought: I would definitely want to stab him to death personally.

On the second day, as soon as Yun Yan arrived at the set, he grabbed Mo Lin and asked him: "Did Shen Shuheng's mother also have her memory erased?"

"No, no!" Mo Lin looked confused.

Yun Yan let go of him.

In this way, Shen Qingya actually remembered everything.

Then, he should remember the existence of "self".

But until now, Yun Yan doesn't know who "I" is.

He still remembered that he once asked Shen Qingya: "Is there no one who is willing to stand up and protect him?"

Shen Qingya said "yes" at that time, but when she asked again, she couldn't continue.

Then this person should be himself.

and after?What happened again?

He wanted to call Shen Qingya several times, but he didn't make it after all, so he decided to wait.

In the next few days, he recovered some scattered memories.

For example, being reprimanded by a man after returning home.

"How many times have I told you! Don't worry about the Wang family's affairs!"

"I have been in contact with Mr. Wang a lot recently. You fight with other people's sons every day. How do you want me to behave?!"

He listened to the reprimand, and laughed abruptly: "You are not a good person in the first place."

"You!" The man was in a hurry, picked up his belt and called, "I really raised you for nothing!"

"Xiaoyu!" A woman rushed over to protect him and yelled at the man, "Why did you hit him! Xiaoyu was right!"

In the dream, I looked at the woman, and found that it was my mother who had appeared in the previous dream.

The time of this dream should be earlier than the time when the jade pendant appeared. The woman is wearing a dress, which is very valuable at first glance. She looks pampered and her complexion is much better. It is probably because she is not tired. It seems to be more expensive than before. I was younger that time.

"He's a fart!" The man yelled at the woman and then yelled at him: "Do you know how much trouble you have caused me?! Last time you two fought, I apologized to Wang Susheng! Finally, it's okay Yes, but this time you hit again? This time you apologize with me!"

"I dont go."

"You must go!"

"Go to hell! Why don't you lie down on the ground and lick Wang Che's shoes to see if they smell good. His father will definitely forgive you."

"You!" The man's face was about to turn into liver-colored by his anger, and he chased after him with the belt, and the family was in a panic.

"Stop hitting!" The woman protected him again.

But the man yelled at the woman: "What else would you do besides protecting him all day long!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence in the living room.

"You think I'm useless, don't you?" After a long time, the woman opened her mouth with red eyes: "Then divorce?"

……

Yun Yan finally understood why the clothes and shoes he was wearing looked expensive in his memory, but in the first memory, he lived in such an ordinary house with his mother.

The memory of the jade pendant was probably later. At that time, the mother and father should have divorced.

It wasn't because he was fighting with Wang Che - that incident was just sex.

Looking back now, in that fragment of memory, he can also feel his restlessness at that time, his love for his mother, and his contempt and hatred for his father.

It's good to be divorced... just don't know how they are doing now and where they are.

Besides that, there are some memories from school.

At that time, he didn't seem to be very eager to learn, and he didn't turn over the textbooks on the table. He seemed to be in the same class as Wang Che. Every time he went out and came in, he disliked each other and always had big and small conflicts.

Wang Che didn't do anything to him after all, but he was upset when he saw Wang Che, and when he saw Wang Che's cheap head in class, he wanted to hit him.

Passing by the next class one day, he saw Shen Shuheng sitting alone in the last row reading a book.

He always passed by the class next door and always saw Shen Shuheng.Shen Shuheng is always so lonely, no one approaches, and Shen Shuheng does not take the initiative to communicate with others.

Once, it was obvious that he was also a school grassroots, an idol sought after and worshiped by others.

Yun Yan felt a burst of boredom in his memory, and saw that there was an empty table next to Shen Shuheng, so he walked over, dragged a chair, and sat down.

"What's the next class in your class?" He touched Shen Shuheng who was doing a question, and asked casually.

Shen Shuheng glanced at him, but said nothing.

He pouted, thinking that Shen Shuheng would not say anything, and then patted the boy in front: "Show me your class schedule?"

When the boy in front saw that it was him, he was stunned and handed him the schedule.

He looked at the timetable and clapped his hands: "We have the same teachers in both classes. I just fell asleep in the last math class, so I'll listen to it again."

"Math class! Listen to it again?!" The boy who gave him the timetable had an expression of your brain: "Hey, what class is next in your class?"

"English."

"Then you don't learn English?"

"Do you still need to learn English?"

"..." The boy was deeply shocked, and silently turned back...

He glanced at the schedule again, looked around, and found that there was no teacher, took out his phone and took a picture.

"Hey," he touched Shen Shuheng again, and tapped on the table: "For the sake of my eagerness to learn, let me borrow a seat."

Shen Shuheng glanced at him, his eyelids trembled, then turned his head away again without speaking.

Many clips are like this, he is sitting next to Shen Shuheng, Shen Shuheng does not refuse or speak.

He seemed to have chatted with the head teacher, and since then he has been teaching in Shen Shuheng's class next door. Anyway, the courses and teachers of the two classes are the same, it's just a matter of order.

Wang Che always seemed to want to trouble Shen Shuheng, but every time he saw him by his side, he probably knew that a fight would not get him any favors, so he left resentfully.

Shen Shuheng never thanked him, and he never thought of Shen Shuheng thanking him.

He also didn't deliberately get close to Shen Shuheng, just by his side.

So... when he saw the later memories, he didn't know how the two got acquainted.

——In the next memory, he saw the jade pendant again.

That should be after the first memory.

Shen Shuheng installed a prosthetic again, probably because she had to come out of physical education class, so she was sitting on the steps in the playground.

Shen Shuheng is still very thin, but she looks much better than when she was bullied before.

Yun Yan saw the self in his memory walking up to him and sitting down, without saying a word, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees, looking at the playground.

Shen Shuheng suddenly asked him: "What is this?"

He lowered his head, and saw the jade pendant hanging on the red string, dangling on his chest, he quickly untied it—he thought it was ugly.

"Given it to you by the elders?" Shen Shuheng asked again, he turned his head and saw some smiles in Shen Shuheng's eyes.

"...Well," he didn't put the jade pendant back into his pocket, but let go and touched it in his heart: "My grandma went up to the mountain to ask for it, and said it was consecrated to keep it safe or something... I went to my grandma's house for dinner at noon So wear it and forget to go.”

The smile in Shen Shuheng's eyes was even stronger, and he asked him: "Why do you take down the old man's blessing?"

He curled his lips and stroked his hair narcissistically: "Isn't this... Doesn't suit my temperament?"

Shen Shuheng turned his eyes away, the smile on the corner of his mouth never faded.

"Eh?" He looked at Shen Shuheng, and suddenly had an idea: "Otherwise, I'll give it to you. With your strict dressing style, you will definitely not show it and be seen by others."

Shen Shuheng looked at him speechlessly.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Yun Yan felt a smirk in his heart, but his face was upright: "That temple is very spiritual! It really was opened by an eminent monk, please keep it safe!"