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It is clearly just a casual joke based on the current context.

Rong He couldn't be more clear.

But the bad thing is that Lu Xiaoyuan said with a smile, the tone was too similar to 11 years ago.

So he still couldn't hold back, and secretly recalled the past in front of Lu Xiaoyuan, remembering the first time Lu Xiaoyuan called him "young master".

At that time, Lu Xiaoyuan was seventeen and he was fifteen.

The 15-year-old Rong He never thought that one day he would set foot in the most chaotic area of ​​his hometown, a place called "Wangbawan" by the locals.

This area actually has a serious name, called "Huangfa Bay".The nickname "Wang Bawan" is not only homonymous with it in dialect, but also means "Shui Shallow Wang Ba Duo".

When Rong He got out of the taxi, his first impression was that it was "dirty". It was so dirty that he couldn't touch it.

The curbs on both sides are covered with black-brown oil stains that have been accumulated for many years, exuding a peculiar smell. A few men with green skins and tattoos with big flower arms sat on it and smoked.

At the door of the hair salon, a scantily clad woman winking at a passing man.When encountering someone who is hooked on the bait, he immediately turns into a water snake and wraps around the opponent's body, coaxing him into the gentle town with a few words.

Rong He didn't dare to look too much, even if he covered his nose, he couldn't block the damp and musty smell.

Dirty, chaotic, and dangerous, it was exactly what his father had warned him about.

He was wearing a clean ironed blue and white school uniform, and was carrying a black shoulder bag with corners and corners. He was like an intruder who trespassed in a forbidden place, and was stared at by people all the way.

He clenched the strap of his schoolbag tightly and walked forward dully.

The footsteps and heartbeat are competing with each other, getting more and more anxious.

It wasn't until he saw the tall figure in front of the barbecue stall not far away that his flustered heart finally settled down, and he was instantly surrounded by a sense of security.

The space of four square meters is too small, and a grill needs to be placed, which can't accommodate a boy with a height of 1.8 meters.Just poke your head a little forward and you'll come across an exposed light bulb tethered with wire.

But Lu Xiaoyuan always stood upright, like a tall and straight tree.

When he got closer, Lu Xiaoyuan's face also became brighter.

He has no expression, his eyes are stern, and there is a scabbed brown wound at the corner of his mouth. Under the sharp white light of the light bulb, he looks extremely bloody, without any sense of decadence, let alone the sense of world-weariness that he caught a glimpse of that day——

Three days ago, in the alley next to the playground, as a student on duty, Rong He met Lu Xiaoyuan, who was a year ahead of him, for the first time.At that time, Lu Xiaoyuan was injured, leaning against a cold corner alone, as if he would disappear from the world in a second, which made Rong He's heart skip a beat.

Rong He quietly walked to Lu Xiaoyuan's booth, without going to disturb him, sat on a pink plastic stool, resting his chin on his hands, watching Lu Xiaoyuan's skillful movements five meters away——

Flip, sprinkle, and plate.All in one go.

Full of determination beyond the sense of youth.

Rong He was a little stunned, until Lu Xiaoyuan brought the iron plate in front of a table of guests with big strides, and turned to walk towards him, then he finally came to his senses.

He immediately stood up and called out, "Senior Lu."

Lu Xiaoyuan slightly raised his eyebrows and asked, "How do you know I live here?"

Rong He said honestly: "I asked your head teacher."

Lu Xiaoyuan asked again: "Then what are you doing here?"

Rong He pointed to Lu Xiaoyuan's abdomen: "I'm here to visit you to see how your injury is doing and whether you have gone to the clinic to change gauze."

Lu Xiaoyuan said lightly: "No, I can handle this kind of minor injury myself."

There are stitches all over the stomach, can it be a minor injury?

Rong He's eyes widened.

Lu Xiaoyuan obviously has no experience in entertaining classmates, he said to Rong He: "There is soda over there, go get it yourself."

Rong He immediately ran to the corner where the Cokes were piled up, obediently took a bottle back, twisted it twice, handed it to Lu Xiaoyuan, and said eagerly: "It can't be unscrewed."

Lu Xiaoyuan didn't answer, and looked down at him: "I have oil in my hands."

Rong He had no choice but to withdraw his hand resentfully, and continued to try.

Lu Xiaoyuan frowned as he watched from the side, shook his head and said, "Are you a young master who has no strength to restrain a chicken?"

He smiled slightly, with a slightly teasing tone, and raised his chin slightly while speaking. Although he was not yet an adult, his jawline was beginning to show edges and corners.

Being ridiculed by Lu Xiaoyuan as a "little young master", Rong He was embarrassed for a while, and his face also flushed, the blush was particularly conspicuous in the fair skin and the harsh light.

Lu Xiaoyuan said so, but he still rubbed his hands on the dark blue apron, and it became more and more dirty, so he simply took out a few pieces of toilet paper, wrapped the bottle body and cap, and twisted it hard, but it didn't come off.

Twist it harder, but it still won't come off.

Lu Xiaoyuan frowned, rubbed his thumb along the bottle cap, studied it carefully for a while, and found that it was not because of Rong He's lack of strength, but because there was something wrong with the packaging of this bottle of soda, and he might have to cut the anti-theft ring with a knife to open it.

"Wait, I'll get you another bottle." Lu Xiaoyuan went to wash his hands after speaking, and checked one by one in a box of soda for a long time.

At this moment, the noisy noodle restaurant opposite suddenly made a loud noise of shattering dishes, and the people at the two tables scuffled without warning, swearing to the sky.One of them picked up the wine bottle and hit the other person hard on the head.

The moment the blood flew out, Rong He covered his eyes.

Seeing this, Lu Xiaoyuan, who was walking back, immediately threw down the soda, called the old fruit seller next door to help him look at the stall, grabbed Rong He's arm and led him away from the snack street.

Violence and chaos were blocked by the darkness in the depths, under the quiet streetlights, Lu Xiaoyuan asked Rong He: "Where do you live? I'll take you back."

Rong He panted lightly, shook his head and said, "No senior, I'll just take a taxi."

Lu Xiaoyuan looked at his pale lips and said worriedly: "Are you okay?"

Rong He twitched the corner of his mouth, showing a far-fetched smile: "It's nothing, but I feel a little sick to my stomach when I see blood."

Lu Xiaoyuan was surprised: "Are you afraid of blood?"

Rong He stared at his toes and said, "I just don't like violence, and I'm afraid that someone will get hurt."

Hearing this, Lu Xiaoyuan was silent for a moment, and asked, "Then why weren't you afraid when you saw me last time?"

Not only was he not afraid, but he approached him cautiously, made a silly self-introduction, and after discovering that he was injured, he insisted on carrying him to a nearby clinic, even skipping a class, and was exempted from the honor of being a "student on duty" by the dean title.

This question was a bit difficult, and Rong He couldn't answer it in time.

But when he came to "Wang Bawan" to look for Lu Xiaoyuan for the second time, he finally had a definite answer.

That day, it was still the same musty night, and the moon formed a fuzzy fringe, piercing people's hearts and hurting, like a naked provocation.

Rong He plucked up the courage to come to "Wang Bawan" again, but saw that the simple but well-organized barbecue stall had become a mess.

Six or seven boys who looked like students cornered Lu Xiaoyuan, and everyone around them went about their own business as if they didn't notice, and no one came up to help.

These people were wearing the school uniforms of the second grade of Hongyu No. [-] Middle School, and a pair of more expensive sneakers on their feet. They were obviously the rich second generation of Lu Xiaoyuan.

The leader opened a bottle of beer and threatened: "If you suffocate this bottle of wine, I will let you go, and your poor family."

As he spoke, he spat into the wine, causing a burst of laughter.

The wound on the corner of Lu Xiaoyuan's mouth was split again, bleeding, and his expression was frighteningly cold.He glanced at the wine bottle in front of him, then suddenly raised his leg and kicked him hard, knocking him to the ground.

The others were stunned, and when they came to their senses, they rushed to beat them up.

Rong He quickly yelled "Stop", and then threw his schoolbag to the ground with great force, making a loud noise.

Everyone stopped.

He took the opportunity to rush over, standing in front of Lu Xiaoyuan and shouting angrily: "You have violated the law now, all the surveillance cameras have captured it, the evidence is solid, my father is Rong Sijie, a barrister from Citrix Law Firm, all of you have escaped Don't drop!"

Hearing the words, several people actually looked at each other in blank dismay, with scruples showing on their faces.

Although they are a group of lawless rich second generations, they are too idiots, not to mention that the word "Rong Sijie" is indeed well-known and can really bluff people.

The leader held his leg, said "wait for me", and then left with the others.

Rong He stood in front of Lu Xiaoyuan all the time, and only when the group of people disappeared did he feel his legs go weak.

He took a deep breath, picked up the dirty schoolbag on the ground, took out a band-aid from it, tore it open and carefully stuck it on the corner of Lu Xiaoyuan's mouth, his fair and handsome face wrinkled into a ball.

The corners of Lu Xiaoyuan's lips curled up suddenly, although it was short, it crumpled the Band-Aid that Rong He had just flattened, leaving an obvious evidence.

Rong He faced him face to face, sniffed, and asked, "Senior, what are you laughing at?"

"Laughing at you for being stupid." After Lu Xiaoyuan finished speaking, he suddenly pushed Rong He against the base of the wall, lowered his head and said solemnly, "Stop meddling in your own business, you will only let them remember you if you tell them about your family name. Get yourself into unnecessary trouble."

Adolescent boys have a somewhat absurd and reckless heroism complex, especially a young master like Rong He who lives in a vacuum and has a sense of justice.

"I'm not afraid of them." Rong He said categorically, "My dad is really a very good lawyer, so I will take care of my senior's business next time, and I will take care of it."

When Rong He said these words, his eyes were firm, like a promise, his eyes were brighter than the moonlight in the sky.

And this is his answer.

He was indeed afraid of violence, but he was not afraid of Lu Xiaoyuan who was surrounded by violence.

Because from the very first sight, he had an unprecedented desire to protect Lu Xiaoyuan.

This has nothing to do with height, age, or strength. He just wants to protect this glorious soul that has been pushed into the mud.

Even though he didn't know at that time what kind of bastard Lu Xiaoyuan was entangled with.

……

Falling into a sudden memory, and not a good one worth reminiscing about, Rong He's temples throbbed, and his chewing movements became slower and slower, until a slender hand holding a steaming glass appeared in front of his eyes.

"Honey water, relieves headaches."

In just 15 minutes of breakfast time, Rong He rubbed his temples three times in front of Lu Xiaoyuan.

Rong He didn't answer, but raised his head dully, looking up at Lu Xiaoyuan.

Thinking of the lonely boy who was surrounded by oil and malice in the past, and seeing the handsome man in front of him sweeping half of the show business circle, being sought after by countless capitals, and being called "God of God" by thousands of people, his nose suddenly felt a little sour, and his heart felt sore. There was dense pain, and my heart said, "It's okay, it's okay."

The promise he failed to keep in the end, Lu Xiaoyuan himself also carried it through.

Looking up and looking at each other, Lu Xiaoyuan was stunned, and a little panic appeared on his usually calm face.

He cleared his throat unnaturally: "What I just said may have been a little bit harsh."

Rong He hadn't had time to get out of his depressed mood, and when he heard Lu Xiaoyuan's words, he couldn't help showing doubts.

Lu Xiaoyuan said again: "I have no other intentions."

What does nothing else mean?

Rong He blinked and became more puzzled.

Just as he was about to ask questions, he saw Lu Xiaoyuan put the glass on the table, squatted down on one knee in front of him, raised his head and said, "I take back those words, don't cry, okay?"

The words were full of unskilled coaxing tone, and the voice was very soft.

Rong He was startled, and hurriedly picked up the mobile phone beside him as a mirror, and found that his eye circles were actually red.