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"Getting into trouble at school?"

Liao Muyang watched Lin Sheng put down his chopsticks and swallowed the last bite of steamed bun, and seized the time to ask.

Lin Sheng thought about the expected public execution, and finally came in a hurry.

He wasn't surprised that Liao Muyang was able to tell where the wound came from. He thought that this kind of wound, which could be seen at a glance, was caused by a blow. Apart from being troubled, it was unlikely to be due to other reasons.

It's just that Lin Sheng felt in his heart that what Qiu Yan did to him today was difficult to explain, but with his personality, he couldn't make up a decent story, and he wouldn't lie at all, so he simply nodded silently and tacitly.

"For no reason? Or is there a reason?"

Liao Muyang asked this question unhurriedly. In fact, he had already figured it out in his heart. It was impossible for Lin Sheng to do anything outrageous with his character.

He reckoned that Lin Sheng was usually at school, maybe he didn't even have normal communication with the people around him.

It's like when I was in school, in every class, there was more or less a person who had a low sense of presence and didn't like to talk.

But if you want to hate it, Liao Muyang probably wouldn't think about it. After all, Lin Sheng's soft personality is there, not to mention the child's harmless face.

Listening to Liao Muyang's words, Lin Sheng unconsciously clenched his hands on his thighs.

The long and curly eyelashes cast a small shadow on the pair of dark grape eyes, and the owner's helplessness brought it together, blinking and blinking.

Lin Sheng was in a daze for a whole day, and Liao Muyang's question brought out the fear of Qiu Yan's words at that time.

What did he say?

Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, anyway, there is plenty of time.

The remaining fear of these words was no less than that of Lin Sheng facing Lin Shuping, who was furious in front of him alone.

The eye sockets that had calmed down instantly became misty, with a little bit of red.

Lin Sheng lowered his head, the slightly long hair on his forehead blocked his eyes, making Liao Muyang not see his expression clearly.

Liao Muyang didn't realize that the child in front of him was crying until the uncontrollable teardrops happened to land on the edge of the table.

There was no hysteria, no howling, but Liao Muyang felt a bit of fear of the sky falling.

What he hates the most is that others cry and cry cautiously.

Liao Muyang panicked immediately, and just wanted to comfort him and say goodbye to crying, but he came back to his senses and thought that it would be better to cry out the grievances in his heart, so he simply stopped talking.

He just got up, moved the chair beside Lin Sheng and sat down facing him, and handed him a tissue.

Lin Sheng carefully eased the soreness in his nasal cavity, just because he didn't want to cry in front of Liao Muyang so embarrassingly.

But as the teardrops fell, Hu Mangmang's vision became clear. He looked at the facial tissue handed in front of him, and the sour emotion could no longer be controlled.

All kinds of things collided in Lin Sheng's mind, and he only felt that he was annoying and useless like the dust on the road.

There were sobs that could not be suppressed, and the narrow shoulders shook up and down.

Liao Muyang looked at the scene in front of him, with mixed expressions on his face, he really didn't comfort anyone, let alone the sensitive child in front of him.

He raised and raised his hand, and finally put it on Lin Sheng's head, rubbed it gently, and even whispered a word.

"Cry, cry when you're not happy."

This sentence is no less than a spark that sparks explosives, and a steel needle that pokes a water bag.

Lin Sheng suppressed the surge of emotions in his heart, like a volcanic eruption, it was unbearable.

The tight throat finally let out a few sounds, although it was just a few hoarse and unpleasant breath sounds, but it was finally crying.

Liao Muyang heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the voice next to his ear, and the hand on Lin Sheng's head still didn't stop, rubbing it comfortingly.

What happened to Qiu Yan and Lin Shuping made Lin Sheng fearful and sad, but it was Liao Muyang's comfort that made him cry.

No one has ever been so gentle to him, even the indifferent mother in his childhood memory would only tell him to cry if he wanted to, and was ready to be caught by Lin Shuping as an excuse to beat him up.

Even if Lin Shuping did something to them, he never needed an excuse.

And Liao Muyang is just a neighbor whom he has only known for a few days.

People who are immersed in emotions are always bolder. Lin Sheng turned sideways slightly, and hugged him tightly with a speed that even Liao Muyang couldn't react.

The hugging movement tried his best, like the last straw grasped by a drowning person.

Lin Sheng's sudden hug made Brother Liao feel at a loss for the first time.

The hands hanging in mid-air had no place to rest, and it took a long time to react before patting Lin Sheng's back lightly.

Lin Sheng's head was just right on Liao Muyang's chin. Liao Muyang lowered his eyes and looked at the child in his arms whose shoulders were already wet from crying. He just sighed without saying a word, silently making a humanoid pillow.

With someone comforting, the mood will become like a typhoon, coming suddenly but leaving quickly.

In less than 10 minutes, Lin Sheng's twitching crying sound stopped slowly, and the strength holding Liao Muyang tightly was gradually withdrawn.

Lin Sheng got out of his emotions, facing the action of suddenly hugging Liao Muyang when he lost his mind just now, he was ashamed like a snail that suddenly lost its shell and had nowhere to hide.

Liao Muyang saw Lin Sheng's discomfort, so he didn't say anything, he just got up, took a clean towel, soaked it in hot water and wrung it dry, and handed it to Lin Sheng.

"Hold it and apply it, the eyes are already swollen, but crying like this will turn into swollen eyes tomorrow."

Lin Sheng couldn't express anything now, he just took the towel that Liao Muyang handed over in a daze, and obediently stuck it on his eyes as he said.

Maybe it was because his vision was blocked, Lin Sheng couldn't see Liao Muyang's face, but he was less nervous.

Liao Muyang looked at the thin and small one in front of him, and didn't know why he was so patient.

He sat on the chair next to Lin Sheng again, and waited quietly for Lin Sheng to calm down for a few minutes before speaking.

"Lin Sheng, if you don't resist when others bully you, they will only get worse."

Lin Sheng put on the hot towel and listened quietly to Liao Muyang's words.

He knew what Liao Muyang said was reasonable, but he really didn't have the confidence to resist.

He can only be a good student who will always be obedient, and he has no parents who can be used as a safe haven to support him. He is only alone, and he can only endure silently, waiting for the day when he can survive independently.

Lin Sheng had endured many beatings and scolding in the past, and he told himself that it would be over after a while.

But only this time Lin Sheng felt that he couldn't bear it. He couldn't bear that kind of thing no matter what, so he was afraid, he was afraid of tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and he was even afraid of hearing the word Qiu Yan when he opened his mouth.

Lin Sheng was silent in his thoughts until Liao Muyang's words came again.

"Uncle... my brother also read all the way. My brother understands the kind of inexplicable bullying mentality when he was a student."

Liao Muyang originally wanted to say uncle, but when he thought about it, the child in front of him was at most nine or ten years younger than him. He said that uncle really called himself old, so he simply changed it to brother shamelessly.

Liao Muyang's words "Brother" means nothing else, very unintentional.

But when Lin Sheng heard this word, his face immediately exploded like a boiled crab.

He silently comforted himself from the bottom of his heart, the towel was very hot and his cheeks were red because of the heat, Liao Muyang would not notice it.

After Liao Muyang said this, he propped his chin, looked at the child who was still obediently and unresponsive, and somehow understood in his heart.

Lin Sheng's family environment, which he guessed to be inseparable, created his character of not daring to resist and enduring silently like an ascetic monk. In addition, the physique of a child should not be too realistic, let alone resisting, he might run away. Not a few steps.

Having figured this out, Liao Muyang only sighed helplessly, and then said to Lin Sheng.

"How did they bully you? Tell me, and I'll help you find a way."

These words struck Lin Sheng's fear. Lin Sheng only shivered with his shoulders as he thought of the scene of being forcibly opened his teeth and taking off his pants in the afternoon.

Liao Muyang looked at him as if he was frightened by the beating.

He never thought about it, Lin Sheng had already ignored the violent behavior together with strangers, let alone thought that Lin Sheng's experience today would make him suppress the anger of Lin Sheng's injury in his heart, like adding fuel to the fire Generally more intense.