True and false daughter in love

"Huh?" Yao Yanyan was stunned, "Why?"

Hong Xiaonuan: "I don't know too well, but Cheng Xuan has always been isolated in school."

The kind-hearted young lady went out to help, Hong Xiaonuan stretched out her hand to hold Yao Yanyan's arm: "Miss, let's go back quickly and leave her alone."

Hong Xiaonuan's indifferent attitude makes Yao Yanyan feel terrified. Everyone in this damn novel seems to have an inexplicable hostility towards Cheng Xuan. Cheng Xuan is like a living target. Human design, being bullied and squeezed, and treated indifferently by the world.

But why?

At first, Yao Yanyan thought that Cheng Xuan's misery would be after returning to a wealthy family, but who knew that the author had already laid the groundwork early.

The patriarchal family was treated without human rights, and she was isolated at school, and now she learned that she was still bullied.

This is really too bad, isn't it?Why should all the malice fall on her?

She didn't want to get angry with Hong Xiaonuan, so she tried her best to suppress her anger, and shook off Hong Xiaonuan's hand: "If you want to leave, go first."

After finishing speaking, Yao Yanyan flipped through her bag, took out her mobile phone from inside and called Uncle Zheng.

The phone was dialed quickly, and Uncle Zheng's tone was serious: "Miss, what's the matter?"

"Come to the flower and bird market immediately, and some gangsters will trouble me."

Yao Yanyan's voice trembling with anger startled Uncle Zheng on the other side of the phone. He thought Yao Yanyan was crying, and said anxiously, "Do you have the exact address, miss?"

Yao Yanyan looked at Hong Xiaonuan, and handed over the phone: "Where is this place, tell me the exact address on the phone."

Hong Xiaonuan looked at Yao Yanyan, the young lady who had been gentle and kind since the beginning of acquaintance was standing in front of her, the evening sun was shining on her body, her extremely shallow pupils were staring at her firmly, without a trace of the sweetness of the past, On the contrary, there was a sinister ruthlessness.

In the midsummer of August, Hong Xiaonuan almost couldn't control the cold sweat on his back, and said tremblingly, "Hong... Hong... the street opposite Hong's Food."

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The leading yellow-haired girl stomped out the cigarette butt under her feet, took another cigarette out of her pocket, lit it in her mouth, walked up to Cheng Xuan, snorted and laughed.

She smiled maliciously, and Cheng Xuan's eyes were flat, as if his soul had drifted away, leaving only a fleshy shell standing here.

The girl Cheng Xuan exhaled a puff of smoke: "Mie off the smell on your body, smelly. Eldest sister."

A provocative sentence made the unscrupulous students behind the girl laugh, everyone seemed to have heard a particularly funny joke, and laughed: "Sister Smelly can't get rid of her body odor, you have to take her to the river, haha Ha ha."

"Yeah, people are born smelly."

"Let's take Big Sister Smelly to take a bath for free!"

Everyone laughed together, and the yellow-haired girl laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her waist, and patted Cheng Xuan on the shoulder: "Did you hear that, Sister Cheng Xuan, I will show you a free bath in mercy, hahaha, no need to thank you."

Saying that, the girl grabbed Cheng Xuan by the collar, and approached with a smile.

There was no trace of fear in Cheng Xuan's eyes, seeing her approaching, he lowered his eyes to meet her gaze.The pupils are pitch black, like an unfathomable black lake, which makes people feel creepy when they look at it.

Then, the girl looked at Cheng Xuan and smiled.

"Fuck." The girl cursed, her cheeky smile was no longer there, and her face was flushed red with a moment of anger, "What the hell are you looking at?"

"Talk! What the hell are you looking at?!" The girl shook Cheng Xuan's collar repeatedly, "Fuck you mom, talk!"

Cheng Xuan lowered his eyes, looked at her like a clown, and said with effort: "Don't touch me..."

"Huh?" The girl hated Cheng Xuan's uncompromising appearance the most, and when she heard her say "Don't touch me", she suddenly became angry again.

"Fuck." The girl grabbed Cheng Xuan's collar and walked forward, "Are you so stubborn."

"Go! Let's take her to the river and wash her stinky mouth!"

"I think you should clean up your stinky mouth!" An angry curse came from behind Cheng Xuan, and the yellow-haired girl looked back with a grim expression, and saw a girl who came from nowhere, who took a handful to compare herself to others. Gao's big broom came over.

She has a weak figure and is dressed in simple clothes. She has straight black hair hanging down to her waist. She strode up to Cheng Xuan with a big broom, panted and said, "Little boy, let me loose your hands." open!"

The yellow-haired girl was stunned when she saw her face clearly, and when she heard her say let go, she subconsciously let go.

She was born really good-looking, her face is small and sharp, her facial features are more delicate than the stars on TV, she seems a bit tired, her pale face showed a little red, and a pair of light-colored eyes stared at everyone fiercely , like a precious cat with its hair blown up, it's unbelievably beautiful.

"You..." The yellow-haired girl managed to move her eyes away from her face, and when she saw Cheng Xuan who was being protected by her, she blushed angrily, "Who are you!"

Cheng Xuan was startled, grabbed the corner of Yaoyan's clothes, and was about to pull the weak young lady behind him, when he heard the high-pitched voice from the young lady in front: "I am your father!"

Cheng Xuan:? ?

The unscrupulous students all stood up after hearing this, and no one took this weak girl seriously. Some of the boys whistled and wanted to snatch the big broom in Yao Yanyan's hand.

No.

Cheng Xuan's heart sank, and all the scenes almost turned into slow motion in her eyes. She was about to grab Yao Yanyan's arm when she lost her mind, but she couldn't.

Looking up, the weak eldest lady has already rushed into the circle of punks with a big broom on her shoulders. The dust was blown up by a sweep, and the punks squinted their eyes due to the flying dust. Seeing the right timing, a broom danced like a wildfire, and hit everyone's head, waist, and buttocks with precision.

"Fuck! Who the hell kicked me!"

"I rely on!"

"Damn it——!"

For a while, only the muffled wails of the punks could be heard in the arena. Seeing that the lesson was almost learned, Yao Yanyan threw the broom into the crowd, and didn't care whether it hit anyone or not, pulled Cheng Xuan and ran away , while running, turned around and shouted: "Next time you bully Cheng Xuan, I will skin you!"

After cursing, there was a wind under his feet, and the angry scolding of the punks behind him came one after another, all of which were thrown behind his ears by the wind brought by the two of them running.

The sky is getting darker, the moon hangs in the sky indistinctly, in the night of August, the wind is scorching hot, Ya Yanyan runs ahead, her dark brown hair is covered with a layer of light, illusory and beautiful, holding her hand tightly But so real.

Cheng Xuan's heart was beating like a drum, and it was almost impossible to tell whether it was because of the danger when the eldest lady rushed into the battle just now, or because of something else.

"Go over there!" Yao Yanyan shouted, pulling Cheng Xuan into a dark alley.

"Ha...ha..." Yao Yanyan's physical strength is not good, she was almost exhausted from running all the way, she lost the strength to stand up, and she squatted on the ground without image.

"...I'm exhausted." Yao Yanyan supported her knees with her hands, and raised her eyes to see Cheng Xuan standing beside her.

She didn't seem to be tired at all, her back was leaning against the wall in the alley, her eyelashes drooped, and the dark light depicted her superior facial features. He lowered his head as if scalded.

Yao Yanyan let out a deep breath, still trying to educate her like a big sister: "Why didn't you run just now?"

Her question seemed to be able to directly hit people's hearts, Cheng Xuan was silent, and her tone became more serious: "If I hadn't come, you would have planned to be taken away by them, right?"

"Why don't you know how to run?"

Yao Yanyan's eyes were as bright as a knife blade, and Cheng Xuan's heart ached, and he said dryly, "...you can't run."

She jumped out almost word by word: "Run away...they will go to my house to look for me, and my mother...will beat me too."

Two short sentences have already made Yao Yanyan understand everything.

There was no one behind Cheng Xuan. Everyone in this world was indifferent to her and full of malice. Her compromise just now was just choosing the safest way to avoid the worst result.

Yao Yanyan's distressed eye sockets were red, and only after realizing it did she feel the burning pain in her palm.

"Hiss..." She took a breath, and before she could take a look at what was wrong with her hand, a person squatted down in front of her, and gently held the back of her hand.

"Why did it break?" Cheng Xuan frowned tightly, Yao Yanyan's hands were white and immature, at this time a small bright red gash cut through the palm of his hand, Cheng Xuan couldn't bear to see it, "Does it hurt?"

Yao Yanyan was stunned, and after realizing it, the back of her hand had already touched Cheng Xuan's cold, callused palm: "Eh? No, it doesn't hurt."

"You..." Cheng Xuan thought of the big broom she had brought from nowhere just now, made of hard and hand-cut wooden sticks tied up with steel wires, and couldn't hold back the slightly reproachful look in his eyes.He looked down carefully to see if there were any wooden thorns stuck in the wound.

The two were very close, and the same cherry blossom scent was entangled with each other. Yao Yanyan couldn't hold back a sharp breath, and the heat on his face rose inexplicably.

Cheng Xuan didn't pay attention to the strangeness of the eldest lady. Now she is full of this eye-catching wound. After confirming that there are no wooden thorns pierced in, she stood up with Yao Yanyan: "Let's go to the small hospital to see."

"Ah... oh." Yao Yanyan was walking behind her holding hands, the summer night breeze passed through the hair of the two of them, and the street lights in the village were dimly lit, Yao Yanyan's hands were a little hot, and it felt very cool to hold Cheng Xuan's cool hand Comfortable.

Suddenly, Yao Yanyan raised her eyes and called out, "Cheng Xuan."

Cheng Xuan looked at her with dark eyelashes.

"Don't be afraid." She said, her voice was as sweet as the wind softened on a summer night.

"I called Uncle Zheng, and Uncle Zheng will take those students away."

"I will protect you, Cheng Xuan." She squeezed Cheng Xuan's hand slightly with force.

Under the street lamp, Cheng Xuan's unsoftened face was slightly stunned, and his eyes, which were originally as cold as a deep pool, seemed to have fallen into a small stone, causing shallow waves.

"So don't be afraid, Cheng Xuan, I'm here." She laughed, her amber pupils were like boiled honey, extremely gentle.

The author has something to say:

Many years later, when the two were at home, Cheng Xuan looked at the little broom at home, recalled the past, and missed it in his heart.

Cheng Xuan: Sister, can I still see you dancing the broom again?

Ya Yanyan:?