After reading through the book, big attacks and small attacks are jealous for me

Lu Shi'an was a few years older than Shang Tian, ​​and when Shang Tian, ​​who had a steamed bun face, had his head stabbed in the ass for his junior promotion, that guy was already a third-year junior high school student.

The ever-increasing stature gave him the unique sense of thinness of young people, and the thinned cheeks made his facial features sharper. With his facial paralysis since he was a child, he has the demeanor of a campus high-cold male god.

Not only that, compared to Shang Tian, ​​who was a mess in his studies, Lu Shian's grades have always been very bad. When he graduated from elementary school, he easily got a full score. After entering junior high school, his IQ advantage became prominent. There is a gap of nearly dozens of points with No.2.

So it was such a child from other people's family with excellent character and learning that became the object of little Shang Tian's envy and envy.

Because the graduation exam is about to take place, Mr. Shang specially asked Uncle Lu to take Lu Shi'an home. The old man patted the young man on the shoulder, smiled kindly and said, "Your brother is so angry with the tutor that he quit his job again. Shi'an is the older brother." , can you teach my younger brother?"

Lu Shi'an frowned slightly, but still nodded.

When he went up to the second floor, Shang Tian happened to be reciting an ancient poem in great pain: "The wild sky is low and the trees...the wild sky is low and the trees shine on the moss?"

"What about the second half of the sentence about going back to the deep forest?" Lu Shi'an made a quiet voice, which startled Shang Tian.

Shang Tian subconsciously put away the ferocious expression on his face, and put on a serious face, showing the determination that only a good student can have: "Going back to the deep forest, Jiang Qingyue is close to people."

Lu Shi'an's expression was slightly cracked: "...It's reversed."

Shocked, Shang Tian flipped through the textbook in disbelief, and found that he was wearing a crown.

The cheeks that hadn't faded from the baby fat bulged, it was too embarrassing to roll over in front of Xueba, and the roots of the ears were a little red.

Lu Shi'an didn't say anything to ridicule him, instead he moved a stool and sat next to Shang Tian, ​​and asked him with a blank expression if he had any questions he didn't understand.

When Shang Tian heard it, he wanted to be a demon again. He purposely dug out a booklet of math competition questions for middle school students from the bookshelf, and specifically picked some seemingly difficult questions to ask Lu Shian.

However, after asking three questions in a row, Lu Shi'an just glanced at him and began to explain to him. When explaining, he spoke very slowly, and listed all the knowledge points involved on the paper one by one, even better than the previous four. The 50-year-old governess speaks well.

Shang Tian saw that Lu Shi'an couldn't be bothered by the math problem, and decided to do it by himself. He threw away the Mathematical Olympiad book, put his chin with both hands and began to smile——

Why do meteorites always fall in craters?

Why do people subconsciously close their eyes when eating sour food?

Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai turned into butterflies, and the lifespan of a butterfly is only seven days. Why didn't they turn into bastards, so that true love can last for thousands of years?

Then Shang Tian saw a speechless expression on Lu Shian's face for the first time.

In the dream, little Shang Tian was rolling all over the floor with laughter, but in reality, Shang Tian also experienced the joy of teasing others, and woke himself up laughing.

Maybe it was because of the loud laughter, Shang Tian not only woke himself up by laughing, but also woke up Meng Zexuan beside him. The man suddenly opened his eyes, gasping for breath like a fish on the verge of dehydration.

"What's the matter with you?" Shang Tian sat up cross-legged, stretched out his hand and patted the boss's arm thoughtfully, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Before Shang Tian heard the answer, Meng Zexuan pulled his arm violently, and he himself hit the man's chest like a rolled-out quilt.

"Boom, boom, boom—" Shang Tian heard Meng Zexuan's violent heartbeat.

What the hell is going on?The little stand-in is finally going to fulfill the obligation of sleeping with him in the verb sense?

Excited!excited!Finally, I want to experience the extreme joy of changing from a boy to a man!

Shang Tian shyly adjusted his posture, but after waiting for a long time, he still couldn't wait for happiness to come.

"Sir?" Shang Tian propped up his upper body, showing confusion.

Meng Zexuan didn't know what kind of terrifying nightmare he had, his complexion became very ugly, and his eyes were still crimson due to emotional fluctuations.Maybe the person is still in a dream, his gaze seems to be an abyss that cannot see the bottom, and his arms tightly trap Shang Tian in his arms.

Before Shang Tian could see what was going on, Meng Zexuan gently lifted him off.

The expected thing didn't happen, the boss suddenly turned his back on him and walked away ruthlessly.

Looking at Meng Zexuan's leaving figure, Shang Tian suddenly felt a trace of sadness as a stand-in.

The boss must have dreamed of the white moonlight. He just woke up not sober, and mistakenly identified himself as Zhu Xihe. After he realized it, he would naturally not do anything out of the ordinary.

The boss is really an infatuated person.

Although Shang Tian felt a little regretful, it didn't affect his good mood. Compared with before, his relationship with the big boss is much better, and maybe the plot of making a will will be carried out soon!

The photos that Lin Ting sent to Shang Tian caused a bloodbath in Chaohua after a night of fermentation, and the comments on the original post have exceeded [-].

@查扎子: What the fuck is wrong with my family?

@技术工: President, [-]-line blur ratio, hospital, oh, this plot is wonderful

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@主罪: Didn’t poke!It's us hanging gods!The god-level student of the mathematics department!

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When Shang Tian received Brother Xiong's call, he was very virtuous and virtuous, preparing to cook breakfast for the boss.

Brother Xiong's voice was very loud as usual: "You are really Daddy's big brother. Daddy misunderstood you before! I thought you really found an old man in his [-]s and [-]s!"

Shang Tian clicked his tongue: "That's his butler."

Brother Xiong continued to beep excitedly: "Mr. Meng is so kind. He sent someone to deal with the termination of the contract between you and Xingyi a few days ago. You will be a free man in a few days! The live broadcast platform also contacted me. Let's Sign for a year first?"

Shang Tian hurriedly nodded: "Okay, when can I withdraw cash?"

"It's enough to sign the contract, and your share is quite high. In short, you don't suffer."

Shang Tian responded, planning to use the money to redeem Yao Zhengxin's ashes.

When Meng Zechen came back from the morning run, he saw Shang Tian frantically tossing about in the kitchen, making tinkling sounds from time to time.

Uncle Zhu stood aside with an innocent face, spread his hands and sighed: "Sir, Mr. Shang is preparing breakfast for you, and he won't let Auntie and I intervene."

Meng Zexuan didn't have any expression on his face, but just nodded lightly.

In the kitchen, Shang Tian was looking at an egg that he had fried until it was burnt black.

The temperature of the oil seems to be a bit fierce, and he could already smell the burnt smell before he turned the egg over with a shovel—is it so difficult to fry an egg?

Shang Tian didn't believe in this evil, so he set out again with all his might, brushed the pot carelessly, and poured the oil in again.

Just as he was chanting "Amitabha" and was about to crack the eggs, Meng Zexuan walked in suddenly.

The man is wearing a casual sportswear, which reflects the excellent proportion of shoulder width and leg length. It is different from the usual suit and leather shoes, and has a more approachable and friendly feeling.

He took the egg in Shang Tian's hand, skillfully opened it with one hand, and poured it into the pot completely.

And then, like a magic trick, the oil pan became sensible when it was in Meng Zexuan's hands, the temperature was neither high nor low, and the color of the eggs was just right golden yellow after being turned over.

Shang Tian was stunned.

Within 10 minutes, two simple but delicate breakfasts were served on the table.

"Let's eat." Meng Zexuan said.

Shang Tian obediently sat at the side, blowing rainbow fart for a long time with real feeling while eating.

The fact that the villain can cook is actually reasonable when you think about it. After all, he was kidnapped when he was young, and he still lived in a boxing gym for three years. There should be no chance to cook for himself or for others. few.

"This is too delicious!"

When Shang Tian No. 20 said these words, Meng Zexuan finally couldn't hold back the corner of his lower lip.

Is it so easy to satisfy?

Maybe it's because I haven't slept well during this time, and I was drenched in the rain when I ran in the morning. Meng Zexuan felt a little uncomfortable in his throat when he was having lunch at the company. Gotta just want to sleep.

Uncle Zhu quickly found Fan Chen. Dr. Fan had just got off work, and the sleepiness on his face was obvious.

After a brief examination, Fan Chen said that it was just a common cold and cold after his immunity weakened, so Zhu Bo was told not to be overly nervous, and he prepared to leave after prescribing a few boxes of medicine.

"People tend to get sleepy after taking the medicine, just let him sleep well," Fan Chen told Uncle Zhu, "If the fever doesn't subside when you wake up tomorrow morning, go to the hospital for a blood test."

Uncle Zhu nodded: "Okay, Young Master Fan."

Fan Chen raised his neck and yawned, only then remembered that he didn't see Shang Tian, ​​"Where is the cutie?"

Zhu Bo said: "Mr. Shang and his manager went out, and I heard that they want to discuss the details of the termination of the contract with Xing Yi."

Fan Chen said "Oh", and suddenly became playful after leaving the apartment, and called Shang Tian.

"Hello? Is it Shang Tian?" Fan Chen's tone was pretending to be heavy, "There is something I think you need to know."

Shang Tian was having sex with Brother Xiong on the street to celebrate the successful termination of the contract. Hearing Fan Chen's sudden seriousness, he couldn't help being surprised: "What happened?"

Fan Chen cleared his throat, held back a smile and said, "Zexuan's immune system has been weakened because of nightmares all the time, and his condition is not very good now, maybe... well, you have time to visit him."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Shang Tian's reaction, he immediately hung up the phone, because he couldn't hold it anymore, it was so fucking funny.

Feelings will heat up in unexpected situations. This is the experience he has summed up over the years in the love field. Fan Chen is complacent, thinking that he must let Meng Zexuan treat him another day to be worthy of his good intentions.

On the other side, Shang Tian was a little confused, what do you mean the situation is not good?

The plot of the original book gradually emerged in my mind, and the villain finally died of depression because he couldn't get what he asked for... Is it finally time for me to inherit the inheritance?

Shang Tian's eyes lit up, and he was instantly dazzled by joy.

"What's the matter with you?" Brother Xiong looked puzzled, "This expression is like winning a 500 million prize."

Shang Tian muttered, "Not only."

Brother Xiong rolled his eyes: "Then how much do you say?"

Shang Tian suppressed his excitement: "One billion."

—

When Shang Tian returned to the apartment, his aunt was making soup for Meng Zexuan. Uncle Zhu was sitting in the living room with a young man who looked familiar, as if he was explaining something.

It seems that the villain boss is indeed seriously ill.

According to the plot of the original book, after Zhu Xihe and Mucheng were together, Meng Zexuan had a great impact. He had a repressed personality and devoted all his emotions to the protagonist Shou. Yueguang's heart is pleasing to others, and the psychological defense line has finally burst.

And the following plot is Meng Zexuan's rapid blackening. While creating many difficulties for the protagonist's attack, his body is also rapidly declining.

Subconsciously, Shang Tian stepped lightly, nodded towards Uncle Zhu from a distance, and slipped into the master bedroom lightly.

Although Meng Zexuan is good at his own aesthetic point, and has saved his life by avoiding the ashtray, Shang Tian never thinks that he can change the plot that was written. I am afraid that it will be Meng Zexuan who ends up depressed. Inescapable ultimate fate.

Although he felt it was a pity in his heart, the joy of inheriting a billion yuan inheritance was still very high, which made Shang Tian's steps more and more heavy, and the soreness in his eyes deepened a little bit—too excited.

The master bedroom is not small, and the floor is covered with expensive silk carpets. It may be to let Meng Zexuan sleep better. The curtains cover most of the light, leaving only a warm orange lamp in the corner. Sconces illuminate.

Shang Tian suffers from night blindness, and his eyesight will deteriorate in dimly lit places, which caused him to trip over the table legs without paying attention, and fell to his knees in front of Meng Zexuan's bed.

Fortunately, the carpet is thick enough, otherwise the knees will be swollen.

Speaking of which, there was obviously no carpet in this apartment before, and it doesn't seem like a tough man like the boss would like this kind of home design.

Just thinking about it, Meng Zexuan moved a little. He didn't seem to be disturbed by Shang Tian, ​​and he was still sleeping drowsily. It may be because of his illness, and his breathing was not as quiet as before. It's a little heavy.

Shang Tian's heart was inexplicably twisted.

This feeling of not knowing where it came from made him a little at a loss as to what to do. He knelt down at Meng Zexuan for a long while before slowly standing up.

It shouldn't be, I have been very optimistic since I was a child, how could I become sentimental because of a character in a book?Shang Tian despises himself in his heart. What he should do now is to spend the last days of his life with the boss, try his best to fulfill his wish, and then happily inherit the inheritance and become a rich man.

Yachts, private jets, luxury villas, limited edition sports cars...

Thinking about it, it is still very fragrant.

And these are all given by Meng Zexuan.

Tears suddenly filled his eyes, Shang Tian's nose was sour, and he stretched out his hand and hugged the man's waist: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

Meng Zexuan's sleep has always been bad, but this time it was because the cold medicine prescribed by Fan Chen was too strong, which made him sleep well.

Just when he was asleep and didn't know what day and night it was, there was a sound like a small animal whimpering in his ear.

When Meng Zexuan woke up completely, he saw Shang Tian lying on his body, his hands tightly wrapped around his waist, the back of his hairy head trembling slightly, and he was sobbing softly at the moment.

Has he been bullied again?Meng Zexuan was a little at a loss, or——because he was sick?

The last time Meng Zexuan cried was because of his grandfather's death. At that time, he was not completely emotionally closed, and he could clearly feel the feeling of emotional fluctuations because of someone. At that time, he cried because he was reluctant to leave his grandfather. , and Shang Tian cried because he was afraid that he would leave?

Zhu Bo and Fan Chen both said one thing, that is - Shang Tian likes you.

Meng Zexuan pursed his lips expressionlessly. It seemed that Shang Tian really liked him, to the point that he secretly cried because of his illness.

His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and strange and unfamiliar emotions filled his heart. Although Meng Zexuan was not proficient in emotions, he knew that he was happy now—because of Shang Tian.

Maybe it was because the boss's chest was so comfortable, Shang Tian fell asleep lying on his stomach, and when he woke up in a daze, he saw Meng Zexuan staring at him without blinking.

There was still no emotion in his eyes, but Shang Tian knew too well how serious the boss's cleanliness was, and at this moment, he might already be very disgusted with the fact that he drools while sleeping.

"Ah, are you awake?" Shang Tian immediately sat up and covered the drool stains with the quilt guiltily, "How is it? Are you hungry? I remember Uncle Zhu was making soup when I came back."

Meng Zexuan shook his head, and after hearing Shang Tian's stomach growl, he nodded again.

Shang Tian thoughtfully helped the man up, and carefully avoided the injured hand, "Then let's go eat."

After three full days of busy work, Meng Zexuan's illness was completely cured. After the diagnosis, Fan Chen said that there would be no problem after three hundred rounds of the war.

Shang Tian didn't pay attention to Fan Chen's teasing, he looked at the big man's young and energetic appearance, and was very worried about one thing - could this be the legendary flashback?

But before he could figure out why, Sang Lin called and made an appointment with him to go to S City.

City S is Yao Zhengxin's hometown and the place where the original owner lived since he was a child. It happened to be raining heavily when Shang Tian got off the plane.

"Xiao Tian?" Sang Lin beckoned to him from a distance, and seeing Shang Tian's distressed look, he frowned, "Why don't you bring an umbrella? I haven't been back for a long time, and I even forgot the weather in S City?"

Shang Tian bought a dry towel from a convenience store and wiped it carelessly: "I forgot it a long time ago, let's hurry up, do you still remember that person's address?"

Sang Lin smiled helplessly: "Remember, you told me once and I will remember it. Fortunately, you have me as a friend."

Shang Tian said perfunctorily, "That's right, Lin Lin is the best."

According to Sang Lin, the two took the bus for nearly an hour, and then walked for half an hour before finding a place called Chunzuo Street.

This should be the old city, the walls of the residential buildings have become mottled, the streets that have just rained are muddy, and even the street lights are dying and not bright enough.

Shang Tian accidentally stepped on a mud puddle, and looked at his newly bought shoes with distress. The young master fell ill, "How far is it to get there? I'm exhausted."

Sang Lin looked carefully at the house number, and stretched out his finger: "Here, that's the family. At that time, you told me that the family's surname was Zhu, and they looked super fierce like a pig butcher."

Shang Tian was a little nervous, raised his hand and knocked on the door lightly.

People will receive completely different treatment when they have no money and when they have money. The original owner had no money to repay Yao Zhengxin's debts before, and he must have been murdered by this big brother surnamed Zhu. Now he has turned into a rich man with hundreds of thousands of dollars. , the treatment is different.

Hearing that Shang Tian came to redeem Yao Zhengxin's ashes, Brother Zhu grinned very friendlyly, although his smile was scarier than when he had a straight face.

But Shang Tian still thinks that this elder brother is a very nice person - after so many years, in this era of skyrocketing prices, the interest on the ransom has not changed.

"After paying off the money owed by your mother, young man, let's live a good life." Brother Zhu patted Shang Tian with his hand, almost slapping him on the head, "Do you want to learn how to butcher pigs from elder brother?"

Shang Tian smiled and said no, after saying goodbye to Brother Zhu, the two returned the same way.

Putting Yao Zhengxin's urn into his backpack, Shang Tian's heart finally felt at ease.

Now there is no need to worry about being woken up by Yao Zhengxin's crying in the middle of the night.

"I still want to say thank you," Shang Tian turned his head, "Without you, my mother's ashes might not be found."

Sang Lin pretended not to be very happy: "What are you talking about, what is the relationship between us, you don't need to talk about it with me."

Shang Tian hooked the corner of his lower lip, his goal was achieved, and he didn't have to force himself to hook shoulders with Sang Lin, he turned around, with a mocking look in his eyes: "What is the relationship between us, you always talk to me about this sentence Said, and because of this, I told you all of my thoughts, and I became the person you took advantage of and used at will."

Sang Lin obviously didn't expect Shang Tian to say this suddenly, his face froze.

"It was you who let the paparazzi secretly take pictures of me and He Fei before. You clearly know that He Fei hates being known about your sexual orientation. You deliberately led me to step on thunder, which made me lose all my jobs," Shang Tian said without blinking. Staring at Sang Lin, sighed lazily, "I was so stupid before, I didn't even know you were treating me as a stepping stone."

Sang Lin pursed her lower lip, with annoyance on her face: "What do you mean by saying this suddenly now?"

Shang Tian continued: "Later, you successfully hooked up with He Fei and pretended to be a white lotus flower in front of me, which really disgusted me. By the way, you are not curious why you and He Fei are so cautious, why are you still being photographed by the paparazzi?" Reached?"

Sang Lin sullenly said nothing.

"Of course I was the one who looked for it," Shang Tian laughed, "But you don't have to thank me, you earned the popularity this time by yourself, how is it? Are you happy?"

"Shang Tian," Sang Lin's complexion finally sank, his eyes became sinister, "Even if you know these things, so what, even without He Fei, I can still find another backer, but what about you? You Are you so confident? Are you not afraid that your mother's nasty things will not be exposed?"

Shang Tian didn't care: "I'm really not afraid. You can do whatever you want with my mother's affairs. If exposing this matter can make you go further and further on the black and red road, I have no objection."

"You!" Sang Lin stared at Shang Tian with an unbelievable gaze, "Are you crazy? What can you do without a job with your background? Is there anyone with your personality who will take care of you?"

Shang Tian saw Sang Lin's expression gradually losing control, and suddenly lost his patience, Che Jilu's words were meaningless.

"Let's stop here, Sang Lin, you can take care of yourself in the future." After finishing speaking, he turned and left.

Watching Shang Tian go further and further away, Sang Lin gradually realized that the other party might have discovered what he had done a long time ago, and he temporarily stabilized him only to retrieve Yao Zhengxin's ashes through him.

Hey, this kid is really smart.

Sang Lin sneered, the initial panic in his heart had been suppressed.

Some time ago, he went through untold hardships to find a rare pumpkin tribute tea, and then asked people to release the news that the tea was in his hands from several famous tea merchants. As long as the news reached the ears of Mr. Mu, he would If you don't believe that Mu Cheng won't buy his face.

Sang Lin took out her mobile phone and was about to find a few more tea merchants when she was overwhelmed by overwhelming news.

The first is the statement from the crew of "Hunting the Wind". The character that originally belonged to Sang Lin was replaced by Zhu Xihe, and the contract issue with Sang Lin will be resolved soon.

This move undoubtedly confirmed the previous rumors. Sang Lin's Weibo has been completely occupied by saliva and abuse, and the phenomenon of losing fans is very serious.

Then there was Brother J's voice bombing.

He Fei was detained for the crime of intentional injury, and due to the pressure from the Meng family, he was about to face prison, He Yongzhi had accumulated a lot of anger, and finally spread it on Sang Lin's head.

"Boss He has always hated homosexuality, so you hit the bullet point," Brother J couldn't help crying, "Boss He didn't dare to compete with Meng, so he had to vent his anger on you, and announced all the things in your hands." They've all been withdrawn! The company's top management has already had a meeting, you're afraid...you're going to be kicked out!"

Sang Lin froze in place.

Why is this scene so familiar?

Stagnant work, being in the center of public opinion being scolded, all previous efforts were in vain... Isn't this what Shang Tian has just experienced?

He didn't believe that he would fall short, so he took out his mobile phone with trembling hands, and called Mu Cheng directly.

But after calling three times in a row, Mu Cheng didn't answer, as if he was using actions to mock his innocence and incompetence.

"Boom——" The rain started to fall again, and the mulberry forest swayed in the rain.

After Shang Tian and Sang Lin separated, they actually regretted it a bit.

I was trapped in a remote old city where I was unfamiliar, and I couldn't even find my way home. I should wait until I left City S before tearing my face apart.

Shang Tian sighed, holding an umbrella while looking at the navigation on his mobile phone. After walking in a daze for half an hour, he suddenly found himself lost.

The surrounding buildings became unfamiliar, and even the mobile phone signal suddenly became poor.

While he was in a daze, Shang Tian suddenly heard the sound of a middle-aged man beating and cursing. The voice sounded angry, and it was only a few tens of meters away from him.

"Little brat, you are quite courageous!"

"Do you think you can outrun me? I don't know how high the sky is!"

"Without our boss supporting you, you would have starved to death on the street long ago! You don't know what to do!"

Shang Tian always liked to watch the excitement, so he stopped walking, walked around to the other end of the street, and tiptoed to watch.

I saw a five or six-year-old child running forward stumbling forward. I don't know if his foot is injured. After running a few steps, he would slam to the side. It's rare that he can bear the pain so young at such a young age. The small face was on the floor coldly, like a wooden man without pain.

Soon the middle-aged man chased after him. Shang Tian originally thought that some bad-tempered uncle was teaching the juniors a lesson, but after watching for a while, he realized that was not the case.

The middle-aged man's expression became more and more fierce. He casually picked up half a brick at his feet and threw it with all his strength. The posture clearly wanted the child's life.

The brick didn't hit the back of the child's head, but it also hit the opponent's shoulder with a "bang". The expressionless child finally grinned in pain and staggered half a step forward.

Although Shang Tian has no feelings for human cubs, he still can't bear to face this level of bullying.

He lowered his voice and let out a low growl. Taking advantage of the momentary diversion of the middle-aged man's attention, he quickly walked around behind the man, picked up the waste wood left over from someone's house decoration, and smashed it on it without saying a word: "Being so cruel to a child, what kind of scum are you?"

The originally silent sky was thundering again, and the downpour fell as soon as it was said. Shang Tian took advantage of the middle-aged man lying on the ground, with his sight blocked, and kicked and kicked him up.

It wasn't until the screaming sound of the other party seemed to call someone in that he finally chose to give up, turned around and rushed into the rain.

The heavy rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Shang Tian was completely drenched. He reached out his hand to touch the rainwater from his eyes, and hid in an old building that looked deserted.

This old building may have once been a shelter for some homeless people. Stacks of old newspapers were spread on the dirty concrete, and a few plastic bags and drink bottles were scattered in the corners.

Shang Tian glanced at the heavy rain outside the window, thinking that it would not be too late to leave after the rain, so he squatted down next to the wall, intending to take a short rest.

The mobile phone was also wet, Shang Tian dug out the surviving tissues from his backpack, wiped the mobile phone clean carefully, tried it, and it worked normally.

I don't know if the kid ran away just now, Shang Tian thought while fiddling with the phone, should he call the police now?Judging by his posture, the child was probably kidnapped and trafficked. If he was caught after he tried to escape, he would definitely be beaten severely.

Shang Tian was about to press the alarm call, when suddenly there was a rustling sound in his ears, the sound was like a wounded animal trembling with fright, constantly trying to hide itself.

Is it a wild cat?

Shang Tian stood up and followed the sound to find it, still whispering like a cat meowing: "Meow? Meow meow?"

However, the reality is not as Shang Tian thought, it is not a wild cat that is drilling into the waste paper box, but the child who was just chased and beaten by a middle-aged man.

Just now because he couldn't see clearly from a long distance, now he is only one meter away from the child, so Shang Tian can see clearly how thin the other party's body is.

Other children of the same age had chubby baby fat on their faces, but he was skinny, his cheeks were even sunken inwards, and his exposed skin was covered with bruises, obviously because he had been beaten a lot before.

As if feeling the approach of a stranger, the child trembled as if frightened, and the movement of drilling in became more rapid, looking more and more like a stray cat that had been tortured outside.

"I was the one who saved you just now," Shang Tian didn't know how to coax children, his tone was a little dry, "You don't have to be afraid of me."

As if he didn't hear it, the child continued to drill in persistently until his whole body was completely covered by the old paper shell, then he curled up cautiously and did not move.

Shang Tian and the pile of paper shells looked at each other for a while, feeling a little headache.

Picking up the phone again to call the police, Shang Tian suddenly realized that if he called the police, he needed to tell his exact location, which was a bit embarrassing for him.

Right now, he can only wait for the rain to stop, and go out to find an enthusiastic citizen to call the police for him.

Shang Tian sighed, returned to the base of the wall and squatted down again.

I don't know how long it took, but Shang Tian became a little sleepy because of doing nothing, his head was pecking like a chicken, and his body slid back and sat down.

While half asleep and half awake, the voice of the author of the original book, like a corpse, reappeared: Sweet baby!Bad news for you?

Shang Tian:? ? ?

Broken author: This plot line may deviate from the original setting.

Shang Tian secretly said badly: What is some deviation?

The broken author smiled shyly: It's just that the plot line is messed up, and the child you just rescued was Meng Zexuan's childhood...

It took Shang Tian a minute to figure out the meaning of the author's words, and he woke up unbelievably on the spot.

He stared blankly at his feet in a daze, then stood up abruptly in disbelief, walked quickly to the pile of broken paper shells, and lightly dug the child out of it.

The child may have been exposed to the rain and caught the cold. He was suffering from a high fever at the moment, and his whole body was tightly huddled like a boiled shrimp, his eyes were closed, his breathing was heavy, and a strange blush appeared on his cheeks.

Shang Tian carefully observed the child's face, probably because the age difference between him and Meng Zexuan was too large, and the child's face was covered with dirt, so there was no similarity for the time being.

So he gently opened the child's palm, and then saw the small mole, which was exactly the same as the one on Meng Zexuan's palm.

Shang Tian: "..."

So what's the situation now, not only does he have to accompany Meng Zexuan through the last period of his life, but he also has to bring up the boss who was a child?

The child twitched lightly from time to time because his body was too uncomfortable, his tightly closed mouth opened slightly, and he let out a small muffled hum unconsciously.

Shang Tian had no time to think too much, picked up the child and walked out.