A few days later, Tu Yufan entered a primary school in the area, which was not far from Zhou Xixing's school. His adoptive parents were all busy, so even a child as young as Tu Yufan had to carry his own schoolbag to and from school. It was not just Tu Yufan, most children were left to roam free.

A few decades later, the country developed better and better, and raising children became more meticulous. At that time, there were dense crowds of cars picking up and dropping off children outside the schools.

But this brings a lot of freedom to Tu Yufan.

After school, Zhou Xixing saw Tu Yufan coming over. He immediately noticed that he was holding a steamed bun in his hand and was extremely happy.

"Xiao Fan."

"Mom gave me five yuan in pocket money to bring you some food."

Zhou Xixing said enviously: "Hehe, it's still good to have parents, and pocket money."

"If you had stopped talking nonsense, you would have been adopted long ago."

There was a melancholy on Zhou Xixing's little face that was not in line with his age.

"How could I have known that saying this would make people think I was crazy? If you didn't believe me, I might have thought I had a problem with my brain, too."

Tu Yufan interrupted him: "Okay, let's not talk about this. If you see any death countdown again, tell me first, don't rush up alone and act on your own."

In the original plot, Zhou Xixing was so soft-hearted when he saw others dying that he always followed them and was almost abducted by human traffickers. If he hadn't escaped quickly, he would have died by his parents who came from the mountains.

It was not a bad idea to think about it, as if this was exactly the day he had been dreaming of.

Tu Yufan threw him a steamed bun and left.

He is too young now and can't make much money.

However, the male protagonist is a true saint and will never forget his original intention because of Tu Yufan's advice.

A few months later, Tu Yufan felt that the hero's fate had changed. He walked over and saw Zhou Xixing being beaten by several classmates.

Tu Yufan punched them a few times, making them cry for their parents.

Because they were hit on the body, these people had swollen bodies, but their faces were still okay, but they cried a little miserably, with snot and tears running down their faces.

"You're still so young, and you've already started bullying. Get lost! If you dare to tell your parents, I'll beat you up every time I see you."

A few little brats almost ran away crying.

"Why did they beat you?"

Zhou Xixing looked a little guilty. "The day before yesterday, I saw a few of them counting down their deaths. Then yesterday, I followed them and found that they had made plans to skip classes to play in the river. I thought something must have happened by the river, so I told their parents about it. They were caught skipping classes and beaten pretty badly."

Tu Yufan said sarcastically: "They don't appreciate your kindness."

Zhou Xixing smiled indifferently: "It's not a crime punishable by death."

Tu Yufan stared at him for a long while.

"This halo of the Virgin Mary is almost blinding me."

Our Lady is a positive word.

Zhou Xixing raised his head: "What did you just say?"

"You are a sunny and cheerful boy."

"That sounds like a good thing. I like it."