Little boy, you are obedient

Chapter 120 Fang Mu Shaoai (15)

In the morning, he stewed chicken soup for his mother, hurriedly told his younger brother to take care of it, and then rushed to school.

Ye Luoan was only a seven-year-old child at the time, and when he was sleepy, he was woken up by his brother early in the morning. He couldn't stand it after watching for a while, so he went to bed after adding some firewood.

He was hastily called back from school by neighbors.

Xiaoye Shuqing stood in the open space, looking lonely and helpless.

He raised his head, and his eyes were filled with firelight.

The cries of people and the sounds of firefighters putting out the fire seemed to have faded away, leaving only the frail boy and the fire that burned for half the sky.

The mother died in the fire, and the younger brother became a vegetable.

He felt like his sky was falling.

During that time, when he closed his eyes, all he thought about was the fire.

The fire burned the mother's life, and also burned the last trace of the boy's innocence.

From then on, he would never ask her to tell him a story while lying on someone's lap on a sunny afternoon.

While he was running for his mother's funeral, someone else revealed on the school forum that he liked men.

As the tablemate, Fang Can was implicated by him as a matter of course.

God knows how angry he was when he saw that post.

What made him angry wasn't that someone made a fuss about his sexuality, but - how could such a beautiful person like him get involved with someone like him.

That was the last clean place in his heart.

Before he could do anything, Fang Can led someone to block him.

The corner of the godly young man's lips twitched into a sneer when he first met, and he said to him contemptuously: Are you disgusting?

At that moment, he seemed to hear the sound of his heart falling to the ground.

He felt his whole world go dark.

He gave up.

During that period of time, he lay on the bed day and night, his eyes and ears filled with the phrase "Are you sick or not".

Like a curse, he can't escape, and he can't escape.

That sentence, after all, became a humiliation that he could not wash away in his life.

Ye Shuqing, are you disgusting or not?

He raised his eyes, and there was this bright world in front of him.

This cruel but kind world.

Now that the haze has slowly dissipated, my brother is awake longer and longer every day, and what awaits him will be a beautiful and brilliant tomorrow.

Could he... be able to work hard for himself once again?

Ye Shuqing was in a trance for a while.

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"You don't have eyes when you walk! Are you waiting to be hit?!"

A head protruded from a black Volkswagen, cursing at Ye Shuqing.

He looked up and saw that the light ahead was still green.

He gave the man an inexplicable look.

The man was irritated by him, spat, opened the door and walked out.

"You! What are you looking at? Huh?! I want you to hide for a while. You can't understand people, right?"

The man had a lot of fat on his body, so he blocked Ye Shuqing and refused to move away.

More and more car owners got out of their cars, and pedestrians stopped and pointed around the two people.

Ye Shuqing could be considered a popular niche, and he was quickly recognized by others.

The big man snorted coldly when he heard the discussions around him, grabbed Ye Shuqing by the collar and pulled him up like a chicken.

"Yo, I can't tell, he's still a star?" He looked critically at Ye Shuqing, curled his lips in disdain.

"Are today's celebrities so unqualified? Don't they know how to apologize when they block other people's way?"

He glanced sideways at the crowd and kept cursing.

Ye Shuqing's breathing was a little difficult due to his tug, and his face turned red from holding back. Just when he was about to take a step back to calm down, a voice interrupted from beside him.

(End of this chapter)