"Do you have any hobbies?" Zhou Peiyu chatted with Wan Qiu while cleaning up the messy things she had thrown around.

Wan Qiu thought for a moment and said, "Dancing."

Zhou Peiyu raised her eyebrows and looked back in surprise: "Are you really here to learn dancing because you like it?"

Wan Qiu nodded. He still remembered vividly the scene of everyone dancing happily at the birthday party.

"What else?" Zhou Peiyu asked.

Wan Qiu said: "Study."

"...Is there really anyone who likes to study?" Zhou Peiyu couldn't believe it.

Wan Qiu nodded, he thought learning was interesting.

Zhou Peiyu had a complicated expression: "You usually talk about these two, which proves that you really don't have any special hobbies. What do you usually do?"

Wan Qiu always felt that there were actually a lot of things he could do.

But I vaguely feel that I may be slow in doing things, so I feel like there is a lot to do.

"Occasionally, you should find a hobby or something, otherwise it would be so boring all the time." Zhou Peiyu said, "If you have a hobby, you can also have many friends!"

Hobby……

In the past, hobbies were equal to extracurricular classes, but now Zhou Peiyu says that is not the case.

"Boys all like to play games, right? Why don't you find a game to play or something?"

Wan Qiu thought about the various games that Chu Zhang had downloaded on his phone, but he had hardly played any of them, so he chose to remain silent.

"Pei Yu, bring your friends out for snacks!" Zhou Pei Yu's mother called them.

For Wan Qiu, this was the first time he visited his friend's house.

The original uneasiness disappeared because of the gentleness of Zhou Peiyu's parents.

Although a little reserved, Wan Qiu was very happy.

The snacks made by Zhou’s mother are sweet, different from those made by the chef at home.

Mr. Zhou’s cooking skills are very good and the food is unique and delicious.

They would ask Wan Qiu about her grades in school and about her life in the dance studio...

If they asked too many questions, Zhou Peiyu would suddenly interrupt them and stop them from asking Wan Qiu any more questions.

Zhou Peiyu always seemed to be very willful. When her mother picked up a dish she didn't like, she would put it directly into her father's bowl.

Zhou Peiyu would also urge Zhou's mother to go and dance square dance, saying that they couldn't have fun because Zhou's mother kept talking to them.

Wan Qiu always looks at Zhou Peiyu, who is unscrupulous at home but still gets smiles from Zhou's father and mother.

Zhou Peiyu did many things that were incomprehensible to Wan Qiu.

But he didn't feel that Zhou's father and mother were unhappy about it.

Wan Qiu played with the dolls in Zhou Peiyu's room.

Listened to the songs Zhou Peiyu stored in the computer.

In Zhou Peiyu's room, Wan Qiu saw an interest space that belonged to Zhou Peiyu alone.

Before going home in the evening, Wan Qiu called Yang Ze, and Yang Ze arrived soon.

Zhou Peiyu sent Wan Qiu to the gate of the community and said goodbye to him.

Wan Qiu saw Yang Ze waiting at the gate of the community at a glance. Yang Ze was standing outside under the street lights at night waiting.

In the darkness that had already fallen, Yang Ze’s black clothes seemed unable to be illuminated by the light.

When he saw Wan Qiu, Yang walked straight towards him.

Obviously, there was only a short distance between them.

Wan Qiu walked quickly towards Yang Ze, not knowing why he was so anxious.

It was as if he was infected by Yang Ze's urgency.

When Wan Qiu stood in front of Yang Ze, he raised his head and met Yang Ze's gaze.

In the middle of the night, Wan Qiu couldn't see Yang Ze's expression clearly.

"I, I'm done playing, I, second brother I..." For some reason, Wan Qiu stuttered even when speaking.

Until Yang Ze patted Wan Qiu's shoulder.

The thick and broad palm was different from the tough feeling left in Wan Qiu's memory.

Her palms rested on his shoulders, conveying warmth and tenderness.

Wan Qiu's anxious mood calmed down because of this touch.

"Get in the car. It may take some time to get home." Yang Ze's voice was very gentle. Even though Wan Qiu couldn't see Yang Ze's expression clearly, he could be infected by this gentleness.

Yang Ze put his arm around Wan Qiu's shoulders and placed him in the passenger seat. Wan Qiu fastened his seat belt consciously.

Yang Ze, who was preparing to fasten Wan Qiu's seat belt, watched Wan Qiu do it himself.

Back in the driver's seat, Yang Ze asked, "Did you eat enough at Zhou Peiyu's house?"

"I'm full." Wan Qiu said.

"We will pass by some snack shops on the way back. Do you want to go and have a look?" Yang Ze asked.

Wan Qiu refused.

It's very late today.

He stayed at Zhou Peiyu's house for a long time, and Zhou Peiyu had a lot of things to show him.

Wan Qiu thought of calling Yang Ze, and it seemed that Yang Ze would arrive soon.

"Is second brother nearby?" Wan Qiu vaguely felt that Yang Ze came to pick him up too quickly.

Yang Ze suddenly paused and asked unnaturally, "Will you hate it?"

Wan Qiu asked back: "What do you hate?"

The vehicle was driving in heavy traffic at night. When passing under the overpass, the atmosphere inside the car became cramped.

"I've been nearby, waiting for you to contact me." Yang Ze broke the silence in the air after a long time, "Is it a burden for you to do this?"

Wan Qiu didn't quite understand why Yang Ze had such an idea, and thought about it carefully.

It will be a burden. Do you feel it is a nuisance?

Did Yang Ze's behavior around him make Wan Qiu feel that he was in trouble?

Wan Qiu didn't think so.

"I don't think so." Wan Qiu thought and said, "It's just that I can come out earlier, so that my second brother won't have to wait for too long."

"This is the burden." Yang Ze would not tell Wan Qiu because he had to think about him and could not have fun.

Wan Qiu thought about it and shook his head: "Not a burden."

Yang remained silent and looked ahead, saying, "This is not a good thing. I shouldn't do this."

Wan tried hard to think, and could only say, "I don't know, but if this is a bad thing, my second brother will correct it."

In Wan Qiu's eyes, his family members are perfect.

Their family is very rich, and it is said that smart people find it easier to make money.

He felt that Chu Yigui was very smart, so the parents who raised Chu Yigui must also be very smart, and then his eldest brother and second brother should also be smart.

Wan Qiu's ideas are simple and straightforward.

Yang drove slowly and steadily.

But Yang parked the car on the side of the road and turned on the hazard lights.

"Second brother?" Wan Qiu asked in confusion.

Yang buried his head in the steering wheel. The tall and strong man looked a little lost.

"Are you feeling unwell, second brother?" Wan Qiu patted Yang Ze's arm.

"No, don't worry." Yang Ze just wanted to ease his mood.

While he was still worrying about his own affairs, Wan Qiu had already completely trusted him, who was still very immature.

Yang Ze didn't want to let down this trust.

But Yang Ze felt unworthy of this indulgence.

"Wan Qiu, if it's something you proposed, I will do it." Yang Ze stood up again and turned his head to look at Wan Qiu, "No matter how trivial it is, I will do it."

Wan Qiu didn't understand.

But the current Yang Ze reminded Wan Qiu of what Chu Zhang had asked him to do.

On Chu Yigui's birthday, Chu Zhang, who he finally met, pulled him aside and talked to him in private.

Let Yang Ze do whatever he needs to do.

"Why?" Wan Qiu didn't understand.

Yang Ze's hands quietly tightened on the steering wheel.

Cold and hard men are not good at expressing their emotions. When they are nervous, their faces become gloomy and serious, which makes people around them feel pressured.

"That way, I'll know you need me."

When he actually said this, Yang Ze found that it was not that difficult to say.

The time when Yang Ze was treated as a marginalized family was a time that truly suffocated him.

The time when he lost Wan Qiu and his feelings towards Wan Qiu gradually became distorted also made him dependent on Wan Qiu.

Want to be needed.

Want to be depended on by Wan Qiu.

Wan Qiu seemed to understand the purpose of Chu Zhang's words at that time.

If this is what Yang Ze wants him to do, he will do it in the future.

Although Wan Qiu really couldn't think of anything he could do that would make Yang Ze do it.

"I will try my best." Wan Qiu said.

Yang Ze didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

“This kind of thing doesn’t require effort.”

Although this approach is actually a form of escapism and despicable, for Yang Ze, it is also a way of facing himself to some extent.

It will be much easier.

Yang restarted the car, and the somewhat stiff atmosphere in the car seemed to be relaxed a lot.

Although he was unable to give Wan Qiu very good advice every time, he was able to find his own direction through chatting with Wan Qiu.

Wanting to say something to ease the atmosphere, Yang would occasionally glance at Wan Qiu.

Yang Ze saw an unfamiliar hairpin on Wan Qiu's head and asked, "Is this the one Zhou Peiyu gave you?"

Wan Qiu was stunned, reached out and touched it, and found that it was the hairpin he forgot to take off.

Wan Qiu shook his head: "It was brought out by accident."

There is another dance class tomorrow, and Wan Qiu will take the hairpin back to Zhou Peiyu.

Wan Qiu did not shave his head, as schools nowadays do not have very strict requirements on hairstyle.

However, Yang Xiaoyu didn't seem to like Wan Qiu's short hair and would often give him some small hairpins.

"Very cute." Yang Ze said.

"Zhou Peiyu has a lot of lovely things." Wan Qiu said immediately.

"Did you have fun at your friend's house?" Yang asked.

Wan Qiu quickly responded: "Yes."

"That's good." Yang Ze breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, most of the time, Wan Qiu did nothing but listened to what Zhou Peiyu was saying.

She would talk about school, Chu Zhang, and her parents.

Wan Qiu saw a completely new way of getting along between Zhou Peiyu and his parents.

Although there were quarrels of disdain between them, their voices were always filled with intimacy.

It seemed that even some words of disdain were as intimate as sweet snacks.

In that atmosphere, Wan Qiu seemed to have become an audience member, standing in front of the TV.

There are all kinds of creative advertisements on TV, as well as news and TV dramas. Some of them Wan Qiu can understand and some he cannot.

But as long as you use the remote control to change channels, you can watch a variety of TV programs.

What Zhou Peiyu's home presented to Wan Qiu was a colorful world just like the one displayed in such a small box.

Wan Qiu felt that this should be colorful.

Wan Qiu would also wonder if other people would have the same feeling when he talked to his family members?

Isn’t it colorful too?

After Yang Ze brought Wan Qiu back home, Wan Qiu still told his family what happened at Zhou Peiyu's house.

It has almost become a habit for Wan Qiu to come back and report whenever he does something outside.

Chu Jianshu and Yang Xiaoyu seemed very happy too, and encouraged Wan Qiu to visit his friends' homes more often if he had the chance in the future, and they could also prepare gifts if necessary.

Wan Qiu finally relaxed from the nervousness he had felt since it was his first time going to a friend's house without any preparation.

Before going to bed, Wan Qiu went to find Chu Yigui.

In front of Chu Yigui, Wan Qiu said thank you to Chu Yigui very obediently.

Chu Yigui was surprised and asked, "Why did my brother say thank you to me?"

"Because you agreed to let me go to my friend's house, I had a lot of fun." Wan Qiu said.

Chu Yigui tilted his head and said to Wan Qiu: "This is the brother's right. At this age, it is normal to go to a friend's house to play."

Wan Qiu also knew it.

Before Wan Qiu returned to the Chu family, he knew that it was normal to go to a friend's house to play.

We occasionally make plans to go to a friend's house to play together.

Wan Qiu also heard someone say that there was curfew at home and he had to go home early and couldn't play for long.

But Chu Yigui also said that their family was not normal.

"I dare to do this because my brother agrees." Wan Qiu said to Chu Yigui seriously.

Chu Yigui's expression was a little subtle, and he finally sat next to Wan Qiu.

"I just hope my brother can live a normal life." Chu Yigui said.

Because Wan Qiu has never truly lived a normal life, even after returning here, he is always filled with abnormality.

He hoped that Wan Qiu could do whatever he wanted, just like anyone else.

Wan Qiu blinked: "Is a normal life a happy life?"

Chu Yigui's eyes flickered slightly, and he said, "Everyone has a different definition of a happy life."

Wan Qiu blinked and played with the fluff of the carpet with his fingers out of boredom.

There was no carpet in Chu Yigui's room before, but because Wan Qiu always liked to sit on the floor, he specially added a carpet.

Wan Qiu didn’t know whether the carpet was ordinary or not, but he was definitely happy.

Wan Qiu said slowly: "I am living a very happy life now."

Chu Yigui opened his mouth, but in the end it just turned into a faint smile: "Sorry brother, I think too much."

Wan Qiu didn't seem to understand what he was thinking.

But Chu Yigui knew very well that although Wan Qiu always listened to him, he would not lose himself because of his requests.

This will also make Chu Yigui feel at ease.

He will make a mistake one day, and Wan Qiu will correct him.

Wan Qiu suddenly said: "Zhou Peiyu has many hobbies. She likes chasing stars, likes Big Brother, likes notebooks, likes tapes, and likes making things..."

Wan Qiu listed Zhou Peiyu's wide range of interests one by one.

But Wan Qiu asked, "But when Zhou Peiyu asked me what my hobbies were, I didn't have an answer."

Chu Yigui said: "Brother's hobby should be saving money, right?"

Wan Qiu was stunned: "Can this be considered a hobby?"

"Of course, anything you find interesting and want to do can be called a hobby." Chu Yigui told Wan Qiu.

Wan Qiu tilted his head and said, "But I said, I like dancing and going to school, but Zhou Peiyu said those are not hobbies."

"It's because I didn't tell Zhou Peiyu why you like these things." Chu Yigui explained to Wan Qiu seriously, "As long as I can express your love for these things enough, Zhou Peiyu will understand you."

Wan Qiu suddenly realized.

So, it’s not that what Zhou Peiyu said was wrong, but that he expressed it wrong?

"I will talk to Zhou Peiyu nicely." At this moment, Wan Qiu suddenly realized that he did have a hobby.

Wan Qiu looked at Chu Yigui.

Think about it.

"So what's your hobby, brother?"

Chu Yigui suddenly paused.

Wan Qiu always gets the answer from Chu Yigui, but this is the first time that his brother has been silent for such a long time.

"Brother, don't you have any hobbies?" Wan Qiu asked.

Chu Yigui smiled slightly and said, "Maybe he is concentrating on something."

"Focus?" Wan Qiu had some doubts. Can this also be a hobby?

"Yeah." Chu Yigui replied with a smile.

It was not until Wan Qiu left that Chu Yigui's room returned to silence.

Chu Yigui was silent for a long time.

When Wan Qiu asked about his hobbies, Chu Yigui was unable to answer Wan Qiu.

He has been trying various things, constantly learning and enriching himself, whether it is sports or studying, he is constantly trying.

It is natural for a person to have hobbies.

But Chu Yigui couldn't find the hobby that he took for granted.

This seems to be something that cannot be done even if you try hard.

Wan Qiu thought of telling Zhou Peiyu about how he accidentally came out with the hairpin.

After sending the message, I suddenly thought of the mobile payment method that I had just learned during the day.

Zhou Peiyu said that certain numbers can represent certain blessings.

Relying on his memory, Wan Qiu sent each person a number of 520, 1314, 666 and 888.

Chu Jianshu and Yang Xiaoyu looked at each other after receiving the news, obviously surprised.

Yang Xiaoyu originally wanted to go to Wan Qiu to ask, but it was too late, so he chose to send a message to Wan Qiu to ask what was wrong.

Wan Qiu told him what he learned at his friend's house today, and how to express love in this way, so he did it.

Yang Xiaoyu held the phone and looked at the message for a long time.

"Oh my, my baby can now use mobile payment. That's amazing!"

While Yang Xiaoyu was showing off Wan Qiu's cuteness to Chu Jianshu, she was also operating her mobile phone to transfer money to Wan Qiu.

Chu Yigui looked at the 520 and 1314 on his phone for a long time.

The smile on the corners of his mouth finally made him look like a soft smoothie, bringing a hint of coolness in the summer night.

Chu Yigui didn't know what kind of mood he was in when he replied to Wan Qiu's transfer.

He doesn't need the money.

But he saved this screenshot of Wan Qiu's transfer in his private photo album.

Observing his brother is something he likes and is willing to do.

Maybe this is his hobby.

Wan Qiu received several red envelopes from his family in the next two or three days. Wan Qiu was not as sensitive to the digital amounts on his mobile phone as he was to paper money.

It was only after a long time that I suddenly realized what an exaggerated number it would be if this money was converted into paper money.

——

It's another self-study class.

When Li Shuo heard that it was a self-study class, he decided to skip it as if he was familiar with it. Other familiar classmates in the class also followed him quietly.

Chu Yigui watched Li Shuo leave quietly and did not stop him.

Even as the class monitor, Chu Yigui would generally turn a blind eye to students who insisted on skipping classes as long as it did not affect discipline and grades.

Besides, Chu Yigui also had a little selfish motive.

Usually, whenever Li Shuo skipped class, he would take Wan Qiu, who was waiting in the playground, with him.

Li Shuo was wandering in the teaching building and glanced out of the window casually. As expected, he saw Fu Zhengyu and Wan Qiu among the crowd of elementary school students who were already leaving school.

Li Shuo half leaned on the windowsill, watching Fu Zhengyu and others playing basketball, and said with a smile: "He is quite good at playing basketball. I wonder when there will be a basketball game for him to show his talents."

Someone nearby immediately echoed, "There has never been a basketball game in junior high school. It's very difficult to play basketball."

"I'm better at playing badminton, but unfortunately the gym is always closed and I can't use it."

Li Shuo squinted his eyes and saw a few stronger boys gathered together, surrounding Fu Zhengyu and others who were occupying a basketball hoop.

They seemed to be jockeying for position.

But Fu Zhengyu was not tall, and looked very thin in front of several tall boys. His opening and closing mouth looked like a pantomime of anger.

Wan Qiu obviously noticed something and began to approach Fu Zhengyu.

Fu Zhengyu had obviously had an argument with some boys, and Li Shuo suddenly had a bad feeling.

Suddenly he turned around and ran towards the corridor entrance, and the others followed immediately.

Li Shuo originally wanted to support Fu Zhengyu, but it took him a minute to walk from his position to the playground.

And at this minute, Fu Zhengyu suddenly burst into tears.

Fu Zhengyu was crying so hard, and several boys were surrounding him, so Li Shuo couldn't see clearly what was happening.

I just subconsciously grabbed the leading boy by the collar and punched him hard.

There was suddenly chaos all around. Li Shuo wanted to beat him again, but suddenly he saw Fu Zhengyu sitting on the ground.

Fu Zhengyu cried so hard that his hands were covered in blood.

Wan Qiu was beside Fu Zhengyu, covering the back of his head tightly with his clothes.

"Damn it, send him to the school hospital, what are you all doing here?"

Li Shuo bent down and wanted to carry Fu Zhengyu on his back, but he was afraid that Wan Qiu would bleed again if he let go, so he could only bend down and hold him.

The students following behind Li Shuo were also furious. They pointed at the students who were causing trouble and threatened: "Just wait, we've remembered this!"

Fu Zhengyu was crying very loudly because of the pain, and Wan Qiu was also at a loss.

He saw with his own eyes that Fu Zhengyu had an argument with the other party, and the other party pushed Fu Zhengyu.

Fu Zhengyu fell right next to the basketball hoop, and the edges, which were not sharp at normal times, directly hit the back of Fu Zhengyu's head.

Fu Zhengyu cried loudly because of pain and fear, attracting a lot of people's attention.

Fortunately, the school has complete facilities and a relatively advanced campus, so the bleeding was stopped immediately.

Afterwards, Fu Zhengyu was contacted to a large hospital for some examinations.

Wan Qiu just followed Fu Zhengyu blankly from beginning to end, holding the school uniform stained with Fu Zhengyu's blood in his hand.

Li Shuo called Fu Zhengyu's parents.

Fortunately, after a thorough examination, it was found that Fu Zhengyu had only hit his head and suffered minor skin injuries.

Fu Zhengyu finally calmed down after receiving an anesthetic injection. The doctor shaved Fu Zhengyu's hair and sewed the wound.

After Fu Zhengyu's parents came, they kept yelling and cursing, then grabbed Wan Qiu and asked what was going on.

Wan Qiu was wrapped in unhappiness and anger and could only obey the other party's request and tell what he saw.

Wan Qiu watched Fu Zhengyu's parents scolding his classmates at school while calling the school's class teacher.

Since Chu Yigui was not around, Wan Qiu had no choice but to follow Li Shuo.

It was not until Wan Qiu received a call from Yang Xiaoyu, asking him why he was in the hospital now.

Yang Xiaoyu's tone was very panicked, and one could even hear his rapid breathing through the phone.

Wan Qiu said that his friend Fu Zhengyu was injured and sent to the hospital, and Yang Xiaoyu said he would go there immediately.

Wan Qiu stood in the corner of the hospital, holding the blood-stained clothes in his hands.

The doctor said that since it was a head injury, it would be best to stay in the hospital for a few days for observation.

Although Fu Zhengyu always complains about his parents, he is very dependent on his mother at this moment, with red eyes from crying.

Fu Zhengyu's mother was standing by, concerned about him and her eyes turned red with worry. She looked like she was about to cry.

Everything seemed to revolve around Fu Zhengyu, and Wan Qiu watched quietly.

Everything was in chaos, and he seemed to be cut off from the world.

"Hey." Suddenly, Wan Qiu was pushed. He raised his head and looked at Li Shuo beside him. Li Shuo also looked down at him, "What's wrong with you?"

When Wan Qiu came to his senses, that strange feeling of estrangement had disappeared.

He seemed to have integrated himself back into the place.

"Nothing?" Wan Qiu tilted his head and replied.

But Wan Qiu, who could not lie, told Li Shuo his thoughts after thinking about it.

"Why is Fu Zhengyu crying so loudly?" Wan Qiu didn't understand.

Li Shuo: “……?”

Li Shuo lowered his head and looked at Wan Qiu.

Wan Qiu seemed like he really didn't understand why he was crying.

Could it be that Wan Qiu has never been injured?

"You have to cry if it hurts. Crying is a way to vent pain." Li Shuo said to Wan Qiu.

Wan Qiu looked in the direction of Fu Zhengyu, confused.

"But it's obviously just a shallow wound, why are so many people surrounding him..."

Wan Qiu pursed his lips, obviously not understanding why Zheng Yu became the center of attention just because of a small wound.

Li Shuo was somewhat speechless and looked at Wan Qiu with disdain: "Your parents still surround you like this even when you are injured."

Wan Qiu blinked.

He hadn't been injured for a long time, but he hadn't forgotten that pain and injury were commonplace.

Obviously he doesn't cry when he's hurt.

Even though he was injured, others would not gather around him.

Nor will he receive a hug from his parents like Fu Zhengyu.

But now, even if he was not injured, Yang Xiaoyu would hug him more.

Wan Qiu tried hard to recall the worried looks on other people's faces when he suffered a minor injury at the Chu family.

I also remember being sick and in the hospital, and being surrounded by people at home.

Wan Qiu suddenly realized that he was actually the same as Fu Zhengyu.

It's being surrounded by everyone when you're hurt.

Wan Qiu wondered if this was what Chu Yigui meant by a normal life?

"Have you really never been injured? But you seemed quite calm just now, and you directly helped Fu Zhengyu apply pressure to the wound. You seemed quite skilled, right?"

Li Shuo was just chatting casually when he had nothing to do. He didn't leave now just to watch the fun. He didn't think about this issue seriously.

Wan Qiu nodded obediently and said, "I used to get hurt often."

"Why do you get injured so often?" Li Shuo was a little surprised. Isn't this a pampered young master?

"Before, I wasn't at my parents' house, but at someone else's house..." Wan Qiu simply summarized the affairs of his family and told Li Shuo.

Because I had told Zhou Peiyu, the language this time was much more concise.

Li Shuo stared straight at the window: "Oh my god, the secrets of a wealthy family???"

Wan Qiu: “?”

"So you were often beaten before?" Li Shuo quickly recovered from his surprise and asked, "Were you beaten so severely?"

"No, this only happens very occasionally." Wan Qiu's hand unconsciously touched the ugly centipede-like scar on his body under his clothes.

Because Yang Xiaoyu insisted on having Wan Qiu wipe off the scar-removing medicine every day, and Wan Qiu was already growing, many of the small scars on his body had disappeared, and the largest scar had also become much lighter.

"It's serious enough sometimes." Li Shuo thought about Fu Zhengyu, who needed stitches but was not seriously injured. "Were you more serious than him before?"

Wan Qiu was quite familiar with injuries, and nodded: "The most serious one, I think I almost died?"

Li Shuo looked surprised: "You can talk about this kind of thing so lightly. I thought you were the kind of young master who was raised at home. I didn't expect... No wonder you were bullied in school before."

Wan Qiu did not answer.

Although I remember the past events clearly, they no longer seem to be that important.

For Wan Qiu, nothing is better than now, which is the best.

Sometimes Wan Qiu would even wonder, was the difficult life in the past just to understand how good life is now?

Li Shuo didn't care whether Wan Qiu answered him or not. After all, Wan Qiu had never been very good at speaking.

Just when the two were bored, Li Shuo suddenly asked, "What about your previous parents?"

Ning Hai and Ning Qiaozhen...

These two names seemed to have not appeared in Wan Qiu's mind for a long time, but they reappeared because of Li Shuo.

"I don't know." Wan Qiu murmured, "I haven't seen my parents since they abandoned me."

Li Shuo suddenly laughed: "Your current parents have retaliated against you, right?"

Wan Qiu was stunned and looked up blankly.

Li Shuo sneered under Wan Qiu's confused gaze.

"If I knew that my son was being held captive like this every day, I would have made them paralyzed for the rest of their lives. I don't believe that your parents really didn't do anything to those two people."

"What do you mean?" It was the first time Wan Qiu heard such an argument and his mind was a little confused.

Li Shuo stared at Wan Qiu. He had indeed never seen Wan Qiu do evil.

Maybe I really don't understand.

"Everyone has a vengeful heart. Fu Zhengyu and I are not close, but if someone beats him, then I have to deal with that person."

Li Shuo explained with rare patience, his eyes full of contempt and a vicious smile appearing at the corner of his lips.

"Your parents are the same. They're not angry after you got beaten like that? Impossible!"

Wan Qiu opened his mouth and said, "No one told me, so I don't know."

"It's normal not to tell you. After all, how can people do bad things and openly say that they are going to do bad things? But I don't know what your parents think."

Li Shuo didn't know the real situation of Wan Qiu's family, he was just guessing.

Wan Qiu stared at Li Shuo blankly, unable to react.

He looked ahead blankly, but could not see anything and was lost in his own thoughts.

Wan Qiu always felt that Ning Hai and Ning Qiaozhen must have abandoned him to live a better life.

Even though I knew that they had behaved badly towards me in the past, for me at that time, my life was much better in comparison.

Wan Qiu does not bear any grudge against them.

Wan Qiu even... loves them.

So if Ning Qiaozhen and Ning Hai can live well somewhere else, Wan Qiu will also be happy.

But...if what Li Shuo said is true...

So where are Ning Hai and Ning Qiaozhen now?

It's in a place he doesn't know, but do his parents know?

"Baby!" Suddenly, Yang Xiaoyu appeared in front of Wan Qiu.

The young mother, feeling anxious, walked up to Wan Qiu and gave him a big hug.

"You really scared me to death. Do you know how scared I was when I saw you in the hospital?"

Wan Qiu patted Yang Xiaoyu on the back: "Mom, I'm not hurt."

"What happened? Tell mom? Did they want to bully you at first?"

When Yang Xiaoyu thought of this possibility, a strong desire for revenge rushed to his mind.

When she saw Wan Qiu's blood-stained clothes from afar, her mind went blank for a moment.

Wan Qiu stared at Yang Xiaoyu at the moment, and seemed to vaguely sense Yang Xiaoyu's mood.

Yang Xiaoyu also noticed Wan Qiu's observation, took a deep breath, and relaxed his expression.

Wan Qiu told the story.

Overall, the matter did not involve him, it was just Wan Qiu protecting his friend.

"Fortunately, you didn't mean to bully our baby. If I knew about this..."

Yang Xiaoyu gritted his teeth as he spoke.

Wan Qiu was watching from the side the whole time.

"But he is our baby's friend after all, and he has helped our baby before."

Yang Xiaoyu stood up and went to Fu Zhengyu's parents to negotiate, saying that she was willing to help them.

Li Shuo laughed quietly at the side: "Look, with your mom like that, can she let your previous parents go?"

Li Shuo's words were like a thin thorn that suddenly pierced into Wan Qiu's flesh and blood.

It's not very painful, but you can always feel the dull pain coming from the place where you are pricked, and there will be a noticeable stinging sensation if your finger passes over the spike.

Too clear to ignore.

Wan Qiu received a call from Chu Yigui and found that it was time to end the get out of class.

Wan Qiu looked at Yang Xiaoyu who was talking to Fu Zhengyu's parents, and then he realized that Yang Xiaoyu came over really quickly.

And Yang Xiaoyu discovered that he was in the hospital very quickly.

Chu Yigui arrived in front of him ten minutes later: "Sorry, brother, I'm a little late in explaining the questions to the students today."

Li Shuo laughed at the side: "I thought the teacher came back to class midway."

"The teacher didn't come." Chu Yigui said to Li Shuo, "Do you remember the students who were picking on you?"

"I probably remember it, but the others who were with me should remember it." Li Shuo shrugged.

"Yeah." Chu Yigui responded and stood beside Wan Qiu.

But this time Chu Yigui noticed that something seemed wrong.

As long as he was by Wan Qiu's side, Wan Qiu would instinctively hold his hand.

But not this time.

Chu Yigui lowered his eyes and looked at Wan Qiu, but found that Wan Qiu's eyes were always fixed on Yang Xiaoyu.

Different from the usual dependence and temptation, there seemed to be something more, something subtle.

Chu Yigui is still unable to interpret it.

Because Wan Qiu was just Fu Zhengyu's friend, Yang Xiaoyu's help was just auxiliary, and the real issue was the dispute between Fu Zhengyu's parents and the people who beat Fu Zhengyu.

Wan Qiu followed Yang Xiaoyu home. Yang Xiaoyu pinched Wan Qiu's cheek and said, "If anyone bullies our baby, I will never let him go. I will skin him alive."

Wan Qiu did not answer.

Yang Xiaoyu took them out for a sumptuous dinner on the pretext that Wan Qiu was frightened, but because they had to go to school the next day, they were eventually sent back to the house next to the school.

"Baby, if you feel scared, you can call your mother anytime." Yang Xiaoyu said to Wan Qiu.

Wan Qiu watched Yang Xiaoyu drive away, and Chu Yigui took the initiative to hold Wan Qiu's hand.

Wan Qiu followed Chu Yigui into the unit corridor.