Lin Ze's sudden punch was filled with countless anger and was so powerful that it knocked Lu Jiaming to the ground and he was unable to get up for a while.
"Fuck you, Lu Jiaming! How old are you? Are you a kid?!" Lin Ze pointed at him and roared, "You knew A-Liu was a fugitive and that there would be danger, but you still went to die. Are you an idiot?!"
"Alright, Lin Ze, stop scolding," Lu Zixiao grabbed his arm and stopped him, "Jia Ming is already feeling very uncomfortable, let's talk about it tomorrow..."
"No! You have to tell me today!"
Lin Ze had a gloomy face. He turned his head to look at Lu Zixiao and whispered, "Go and rest over there. Don't worry about it. We can talk about our business behind closed doors later. Now... don't mess with me."
Lu Zixiao's breathing stagnated and he was suddenly speechless.
In their impression, Lin Ze has always been that sunny and cheerful boy who likes to smile, be gentle and humorous. It is rare to see him so violent and terrifying, like a lion that has just awakened and is about to attack.
Normally when the two of them were together, Lin Ze was always obedient to him. No matter how angry Lu Zixiao got, Lin Ze always had a way to make him happy and calm his emotions.
To the point that Lu Zixiao almost forgot that his lover also had such a strong side that forced him to obey.
Lin Ze stared coldly at Lu Jiaming, who was slumped on the ground and had not yet recovered from his shock. He casually pushed away Xiaobao and Li Mingyang who were blocking his way, squatted down and reached out to grab his collar again.
"Wait a moment"
At the same time, Yang Feng also grabbed Lin Ze's wrist and frowned, saying, "That's enough, Lin Ze. Lu Jiaming also knows that he is wrong. Let's stop here. He hurt me... and everyone in our family should be heartbroken."
Yang Feng was about to say "My wife is heartbroken", but he quickly changed his tone. After all, now was not the time to show affection, so he should be more restrained.
Lin Ze looked at him, his eyes expressionless: "Yang Feng, if the person who almost got into trouble today was Ziyi, I don't believe you would be able to come and stop me so calmly."
Yang Feng looked at him steadily, and after a while he let go of his hand and stood aside.
Lu Ziyi was so anxious that he lashed out at him and whispered, "I asked you to persuade Lin Ze, but you persuaded him to betray you?"
"Ziyi, I think Lin Ze is right," Yang Feng said frankly, "Put yourself in his shoes. I may not be as rational as he is."
"And he won't do anything to Lu Jiaming. After all, they are family. He just wants to educate him."
Lu Ziyi sighed, feeling anxious but also feeling that what he said made sense, and was in a dilemma for a moment.
"Brother Ze..." Xiao Bao carefully tugged at Lin Ze's sleeve, "Calm down and stop hitting my fourth brother..."
"It's okay, Xiaobao, let Brother Ze fight."
Lu Jiaming coughed twice and said dejectedly: "This matter was originally caused by me. It's my fault. I caused my elder brother to be in danger. Even if Brother Ze beats me to death, I have no complaints."
Lin Ze looked at him, thought for a moment, and finally loosened his collar, but his tone was still a little angry: "Zi Xiao is my lover. I am angry that he almost got into danger because of you, but I also used all my strength when I punched you just now. Let's settle this account."
"But this isn't over yet, Lu Jiaming. It's normal for you to be rebellious and impulsive at your age. None of us have ever really blamed you for minor incidents, but this time is different. Your youthful impetuosity almost cost you your life. Are you still going to feel indifferent?"
"Even if you didn't drag Zi Xiao into this, and you fought them, what would you do then? Would you let all of us collect your body? How the hell would your family and friends survive then?!"
Lu Jiaming listened to Lin Ze in silence, and his tears, as big as beans, seemed to have broken off the string and fell to the ground with crackling sounds.
The room was very quiet at this time, and only his muffled sobbing could be heard. His cheeks, which were already swollen, were now severely bruised on the right cheekbone due to the secondary damage caused by Lin Ze.
His clothes were torn in several places, his hands and face were dirty, and his eyes were swollen from crying. He looked pitiful and helpless.
"I was wrong, I was wrong..." Lu Jiaming kept murmuring, "I'm sorry, Brother Ze, I'm sorry, Big Brother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
He cried and hiccuped, gasping for breath and said: "I... I will never act impulsively again. I will definitely... control my temper, and not fight anymore. Never... fight again."
Lu Zixiao and others looked at his face covered with tears, and listened to his intermittent assurances. They felt a little sad but also a little relieved.
Children who rush forward recklessly during their rebellious period will one day be pushed to grow up by reality.
The difficulties given by fate are always so unexpected, and they come regardless of the occasion or time.
So there are the falls when learning to walk, the games lost when playing with friends, the failed tests after going to school, and the empty bank card when growing up.
Later on, the problems gradually escalated, and scenes like people leaving and the coldness of tea, joys and sorrows were playing out every minute and every second. It came silently and left silently, never telling us the solution, so we had to grit our teeth and accept and digest it.
However, after each pain and sadness ends, the wounds will slowly heal, and we will grow up a little bit imperceptibly.
Perhaps one day, the fallen child will throw a beautiful and powerful punch at the unfair fate and problems, breaking down those difficulties and also beating down the imperfect self he once was.
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