He said he doesn't love me

"Tick-"

what sound?

It’s so noisy. Is it raining?

"Tick-"

Strange, didn’t I close the window?

The sound of raindrops outside the window woke up the boy who was taking a nap at the table. He raised his head blankly and rubbed his eyes, then pulled his hair in annoyance, got up and closed the window.

"Hahahaha, look, look! He's the kid that neither his parents like!"

"I'm not, Mom and Dad love me!!"

"You're lying! If mom and dad like you, why don't they come back to see you? Even your brothers don't like you, you annoying bastard! I don't want to play with you!!"

The window blocked out the sound of rain, but it seemed unable to block out those unpleasant words.

The boy blinked and looked carefully, but found that he couldn't see clearly, so he simply opened the window again. Through the rain, he saw four or five children holding umbrellas surrounding a person. Those unbearable words were like swords, and they were extremely cold to his ears as an outsider.

He was a little surprised. How could a group of first-grade students say such words? He would never believe that they had no adults teaching them.

It's him.

"I'm not an orphan, I have a mom and a dad!!"

The boy's heart trembled when he heard this. Without thinking too much, he picked up the umbrella beside him and turned around and ran downstairs.

"Yaoyao, where are you going?" The boy paused and looked up at the white-haired old woman. His eyes rolled around and he smiled, "Grandma, my classmate came to play with me and seems to have lost his way. I'll go down and bring him up."

The old lady smiled and waved her hand, saying, "Go ahead, grandma has made lunch, bring him along to eat!"

"Okay!" He nodded, squatted down, pulled up his heels, and ran out.

The young man hurried downstairs. Perhaps he was too late and the people had already dispersed. He looked up at the sky and it turned out that it was not because he was late, but the rain was getting heavier.

"Ranran, don't get wet in the rain, or you'll catch a cold." The young man opened the umbrella and walked over, covering the man's head. He lowered his eyes and took a look, suddenly feeling scared.

It turned out that the man was holding a knife, and the tip of the knife was red. He swallowed and looked, and saw that the ground was also red. It was just washed away by the rain, so it was not very obvious. Obviously, those people were scared away by him.

"Are you okay?" The boy asked softly, clenching the umbrella handle in his hand. He didn't dare to act rashly, fearing that the other party would hurt him as well as himself.

The man blinked and slowly turned around. He subconsciously wanted to draw his knife, but before he could move, the knife had already changed hands. The boy frowned and threw the dirty knife into the trash can, then pulled the man into the unit door.

"A Ran..."

"Huh, I thought you didn't recognize me." The young man curled his lips and took off his coat and put it on the man, "Sun Ran, didn't I tell you not to do that? What if you get hurt?"

"Aran... I'm sorry." Sun Ran's eyes were red and full of sadness. The young man was very angry, but he didn't say anything else. He just led the way and led him to the door of his house.

"Okay, stop crying. Wait until my grandma gets out, and I'll help you teach them a lesson." The boy came over and wiped Sun Ran's face, and said unhappily, "I was wondering why you were so slow today. It turns out you tripped and got stuck. I thought you weren't coming."

"I promised you that I would come, and I will definitely come. Ah Ran, give me the clothes. What if grandma sees your injuries?" Sun Ran was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted to return the clothes to him, but the boy in front of him obviously expected his action. The boy raised his hand and poked his forehead, complaining: "Are you stupid because of the rain? You left these clothes at my house, did you forget?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Ran took a closer look and found that there was indeed a small flower he had designed on the chest of the clothes, so it was definitely his clothes.

"Let's go, grandma has cooked dinner and is waiting for you." The boy smiled and said, "You are so stupid, I don't understand how you can become a school committee member."

"...Aran!" Sun Ran's face suddenly turned unhappy, "I'm not stupid!"

"Ranran is here?! Come, come, grandma made something delicious, come and have a taste! Yaoyao, take Ranran to wash her hands first. Ouch, why are both of you wet? Quick, quick, go wipe them first, or you'll get sick later." The old man leaned on his cane and looked out when he saw the two of them. His face was filled with undisguised joy, "Come in quickly, it's windy outside."

"Good afternoon, grandma!" Sun Ran smiled sweetly, greeted her and followed the boy into the room.

"Aran, can't we live in the courtyard anymore?" Sun Ran looked up and down at the room. Although it was not as big as his own room, it exuded warmth everywhere.

Unlike my own home, although it is big, it is extremely deserted. Apart from the housekeeper and the nanny, there is no one to talk to.

The boy rummaged through his clothes while answering, "My uncle and his family took over the courtyard, so we can't move in for the time being. My aunt is about to give birth, so my grandmother brought me here. We'll move back when their child grows up."

"Why don't you come and live at my house? It's too lonely living alone, and I always can't sleep at night." Sun Ran sat in a chair and read the boy's comics. It was the eighth volume of "Love-Seeking Town", which he hadn't bought yet.

The young man turned his head to look at him and shook his head. "Your house is too big, I can't get used to living here. Here are the clothes for you, change them. Grandma will be worried if you catch a cold." As he spoke, he undressed and changed. Sun Ran reluctantly put down the book and went behind the curtain with the clothes.

"How are you going to date if you're so shy?" The boy changed his clothes and stood aside waiting for him, teasing, "Hey, grandma asked me if I liked you the other day, and said that since we know each other so well, we should just be together."

"You! Don't talk nonsense... We are still young." Sun Ran came out after changing his clothes, and saw the boy looking at him curiously. He looked down at his clothes and pants, but didn't find anything wrong. When he looked up again, the boy had already looked away.

The three of them had a happy lunch together. After the meal, the old man got in the neighbor's car and went to the hospital for a follow-up check-up. The two younger ones washed the dishes and started doing their homework.

"Aran, my brother will be back next month. I plan to tell him about this and ask him to help us." Sun Ran closed his homework book, leaned over to the boy and whispered, "My brother will definitely protect us when the time comes. Don't be afraid. They are bad guys and will be punished."

The boy blinked and looked at him teasingly, "Are you sure it's not you who's scared?"

"I'm afraid too..." Sun Ran scratched his head and said with a little worry, "Ah Ran, what if they retaliate against us?"

"No, they are committing a crime. If your brother finds out, he won't give them a chance to retaliate." The boy bit the tip of his pen and instructed, "If they see you alone, tell me and I will protect you. You are not short of money, and they can't touch you for the time being. You are different from us. Of course, we need money, but you are different."

We are dirty, but you are different.

You should be clean and happy.

You have a loving father and mother, and a brother who cares for you, which is a world of difference from us...

"I'm sorry... If I wasn't sick, you wouldn't have to beg him... It's all my fault..." Sun Ran said with sobs, but the boy's thoughts had already flown away. After a long time, he looked at Sun Ran solemnly.

"Don't cry, you're a boy, you can't cry all the time. How can it be your fault? Everyone has their own destiny, it's destined, we're still young, what can we do?" The boy sighed like a little adult, and said earnestly: "When your brother comes back, tell him that you're sick and ask him to take you to see a doctor, okay? Relying on those less-than-standard treatments and medicines is useless, and they're so expensive. I even suspect that the other party thinks you're a child and is trying to rip you off."

"But those medicines are still effective, except that they are a bit expensive." Sun Ran rubbed his eyes and dozed off while hugging a dirty bunny pillow. The boy pouted, lifted the quilt and let him lie on it. He didn't get up and leave the room until he fell asleep.

Does it work?

If it works, why am I still so...

The young man looked at the black medicine in the pot, closed his eyes and swallowed it all in one breath. But the irritation in his heart still existed, and he couldn't help but wonder if it was because these were drug residues that they had no effect...

But the medicine was so expensive that he couldn't afford it. Grandma was sick and needed money, and he couldn't add to her burden.

"It's indeed a disease that only rich people can afford..." The young man muttered to himself, adding more water from the side into the pot, and continued to boil the medicinal soup whose ingredients could no longer be identified.

As the days passed and summer vacation arrived, Sun Ran came more and more often.

This made the boy excited and distressed.

Excited because this was his friend, his only friend.

He was worried because with his coming, he would have to spend less time going out and meeting those people, and the money he had would not last until his grandmother checked it again.

"Ran Ran……"

"Ok?"

"Don't come tomorrow... I have to go to the nursing home in the community to help out tomorrow. You can come the day after tomorrow." The boy made up a lie and tricked Sun Ran back home. He watched Sun Ran's back gradually go away, then changed his clothes and went out.

Passing through the tall buildings, he turned into a corner with ease. The boy stopped in front of a wall, looked around to make sure there was no one, then climbed up the tree that was sticking out of the wall and entered the courtyard.

"Woof woof woof!!!"

The barking of a dog scared the hell out of him. He managed to keep his balance and didn't fall. The next second he saw the man in the middle of the courtyard, looking at him with his chin propped up.

He came at an unfortunate time, because the person at home was not that person, but Wei Jingan.

The boy clenched his fists, thinking of his grandmother's illness, and jumped down the high wall without hesitation. He landed steadily on the ground, raised his foot and walked towards the man, "Sir, can you lend me another 3,000 yuan..."

Wei Jingan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, fumbled in his pocket, took out a bank card, and said with a smile: "There is 10,000 in it, do you want it?"

The young man swallowed nervously, the exchange of 3,000 yuan had already made him miserable, and this ten thousand... would he still be able to leave alive?

But grandma...

"Yes." The young man gritted his teeth and took the bank card. "Sir, I'll wait for you upstairs..." As he was about to turn around and go upstairs, the man reached out to stop him.

"slow."

The boy was puzzled, but still stopped obediently.

"Su Ran, I give you this ten thousand. I want to see Sun Ran. Put this in the water, and I'll give you another hundred thousand after the job is done. One hundred thousand can save your grandmother's life!" Wei Jing'an smiled evilly and pulled the man in front of him with his palm. "Be good, the master won't treat you badly. You know I like him, right?"

"One hundred thousand at a time. Think about it carefully." Wei Jingan blew out a smoke ring and stuffed a small bag of things on the table into his hand. "Go ahead. If you get it done tonight, I'll give you the money tomorrow."

"Sir..." The young man opened his mouth and tried to say something, but the man had already stood up and left, leaving him with only a thin back.

"Let's go back."

When did he return home?

He doesn't remember either.

The boy held the card weakly, biting his lips tightly to prevent himself from crying. How should he choose between his grandma and his friend? !