Wrong person
In the forest, under the largest cypress tree, three boys sat on the muddy ground covered with oil paper.
Although this cypress tree could not completely shield the three people from wind and rain, it was enough to cover most of them.
Two of them were eating the snacks they brought with them, while the other one moved away a little and opened his phone to browse something.
Speaking of cell phones, one of the shorter boys looked at the boy sitting next to him playing with his phone and said, "Hey, Mr. Ya, weren't you playing Farmville just now? Why is the screen in portrait mode? What are you doing?"
The boy he called Yisheng held his phone towards the boy who asked him the question. On it were review materials for Chinese language. "I'm just going up to get something. Don't forget, I need to repeat my grade."
“I was just learning.”
The boy scratched his head and said, "Yeah, I won't bother you then—" Before he could finish, the boy patted another boy beside him and complained, "Tell me, can you study in this environment?"
Another boy was named Yue Gongshan, and the boy who asked him was named Qiu Xu. They were both childhood friends of Meng Yisheng. Facing one of the boys' doubts, Yue Gongshan could only answer based on the facts: "Of course, isn't he the best at making use of these fragmented time? That's why he can ensure that he can still play games after studying."
As Yue Gongshan spoke, his gaze fell on their childhood friend Meng Yisheng: "It is because he has a plan and knows what he wants for the future that he is the only one among the three of us who has to repeat a year."
Qiu Xu nodded in approval, "That's right."
The protagonist Meng Yisheng, who was being watched, was not at all disturbed. He straightened his back and looked at the extracurricular ancient Chinese text on his mobile phone, reading line after line, with great concentration.
Suddenly, an English name popped into his mind.
Meng Yisheng shook his head.
It seems that this matter must be resolved first.
"Qiu Xu, Gongshan, can I ask you a question?" Meng Yisheng suddenly called out to his two childhood friends.
Qiu Xu immediately thought he was asking questions about studying, "Brother, you're asking us questions now, are you sure we can answer you?"
"We are not like you, planning to repeat the year. We have already returned all our knowledge to the teacher."
Yue Gongshan also nodded in agreement: "You are the best among us. If you don't know, we certainly don't know."
Meng Yisheng: "It's not a study problem. It's a problem with interpersonal communication."
"Can you help me think about this?"
Hearing that the question was not about study, Qiu Xu immediately became excited. He patted his chest and said, "Leave it to me. Just tell me. I will definitely provide you with the most satisfactory answer."
Meng Yisheng got straight to the point: "I'm hesitant about whether or not to develop a relationship with that person."
He knew that the English-speaking boy in Pesticide who often wanted to play with him wanted to be friends with him, but he was about to start school and could not give him the company and time as a friend.
Unlike childhood friends like Qiu Xu and Gong Shan, he knew that even if he ignored his childhood friends for half a year or even a year, they would still be best friends, but friends like those met online needed to be kept in touch.
He originally wanted to make friends with this person. He had never met this type of person before. He was a little silly, but very enthusiastic.
So he was very hesitant about whether to continue contacting him these days.
It happened that he ran into him again in the game just now, and he was a little concerned. Now he suddenly thought of it and asked this question.
"Who is that person? Why haven't we heard that you have met someone new?" Qiu Xu asked.
During the period that Meng Yisheng recalled, his two childhood friends had experienced turning their heads to express surprise, looking at each other to communicate their feelings, silently plotting through lip language, and looking at their childhood friends with new eyes.
It takes skill to be able to meet new people during this month of their companionship.
Also, developing a relationship, what’s the new way of saying making friends?
Meng Yisheng: "We met online."
Met online? The two childhood friends stared at each other in amazement.
What kind of people can you meet online? Their buddies, could they be in an online relationship?
"Wait, don't be fooled—"
"Brother, I'm back--" A flashlight shone towards this side, and behind the light was the shadow of a girl.
There is no doubt that Meng Yisheng's sister, Meng Guiyue, has returned after taking photos outside for so long.
And he came back covered in rain and mud.
"Sister Meng, how did you become like this?" Qiu Xu looked at Meng Guiyue's shirt and trouser legs covered in mud, trying hard to suppress his laughter.
"I was just trying to run over to find you, but I ran too fast and accidentally fell down." Meng Guiyue looked at his brother's childhood friend pitifully, but in fact, her eyes were always glancing towards her brother.
She felt her brother was angry.
Meng Guiyue decided to strike first and started crying first.
"Brother, I was so scared. When I fell just now, I thought I would never see you again—"
Meng Yisheng wasn't defeated by his sister's tears. He remembered Meng Guiyue telling him an hour ago that her phone was out of battery, and his tone became more serious. "Do you know that it's already been half an hour since we agreed to meet? In a place like this, if you disappeared and there's no contact information, how are we supposed to find you?"
Qiu Xu and Yue Gongshan also stood up and echoed, "Yes, sister, this situation is still very dangerous for girls—"
Meng Guiyue watched the three people trying to persuade her, as if it was all her fault. She felt a surge of grievances. She felt her acting had become more genuine. "I didn't want to do this, but I came all the way here just to film. Do we have to be together all the time?"
"If mom hadn't asked me to come with you, I would have gone out with my friends a long time ago. I wouldn't be being criticized like this by you guys now!"
The girl's voice was tearful, and the specific content of their conversation could not be heard clearly through the sound of the rain. If you didn't know, you would think that these three boys were ganging up to bully their younger sister, a girl.
Meng Yisheng and his two childhood friends stopped talking for a moment.
My sister is angry.
Meng Yisheng took a few steps towards his sister and wanted to pat her shoulder, but his sister avoided him.
It was also at this time that he discovered that his sister's umbrella was missing for some reason, and she was still getting wet in the rain, but he had let her stand in the rain for so long in the name of persuasion.
The mud on her body from the fall was all wet with rain.
"I'm sorry." Meng Yisheng said in a low voice.
Meng Guiyue lowered her head to hide the smile on her lips. She knew her brother would fall for it.
Meng Guiyue raised her head again and was about to say "It's okay" reluctantly, when she suddenly heard a rustling sound not far away, followed by a series of scolding sounds that were somewhat strange and somewhat familiar.
There was a hint of bluff in the scolding.
"You shameless people, get away from my sister—"
"Especially you, this is harassment, do you know that? Believe it or not, I'm calling the police!"
Before Meng Yisheng could react to where the inexplicable voice came from, a dark green figure came up to him and punched him.
A punch directly hit the hand that was about to pat Meng Guiyue's shoulder.
Damn, it hurts!
Meng Yisheng took a few steps back, shook his hands, and looked at the boy who had attacked him.
The boy pushed Meng Guiyue back a step and stood in front of her.
Meng Yisheng's gaze fell on his face again.
He is fair-skinned and looks young, a high school student. I just don't know why he was so ruthless.
Qiu Xu and Yue Gongshan saw their childhood friend being beaten and were about to join in when Meng Yisheng raised his hand to stop them.
They both understood what Meng Yisheng meant. He wanted a one-on-one fight.
Unexpectedly, the words that came out of Meng Yisheng's mouth were completely different.
Meng Yisheng: "I don't understand why you hit me."
Qiu Xu: ???
Yue Gongshan:? ? ?
You are not my buddy, why don’t you fight back?
Until this moment, Tao Luobai still felt a little scared when facing the seemingly calm attempted sexual harassment in front of him.
He had just heard the photographer's sister crying from afar, and saw the man in front of him trying to grope her. His originally hesitant determination to stand up for what was right immediately became firm. Even though he saw three men standing there from afar, he still decided to take a step forward.
At worst, he got beaten up badly.
He didn't expect that his first attack would be successful.
He also didn't expect that the person he hit on the opposite side seemed to be so good-tempered and was still asking himself why he hit him.
Why hit him? These sarcastic words were not a sign of his anger.
No, even if he was beaten, he had to protect the safety of the photographer's sister. "You bullied my sister, tell me why I hit you."
As Tao Luobai spoke, he turned around and signaled the photographer sister standing behind him to flee from this dangerous place. It was one against three, and he was not sure how he would be beaten.
The person who was saved by the hero must not be allowed to see it.
Meng Guiyue realized it later: "Hey, wait——"
What are you waiting for? Run!
Tao Luobai thought Meng Guiyue was frightened and stunned, so he quickly whispered to her, "Hurry up and leave. I can't hold on for much longer. Remember to call the police when you get out."
Meng Guiyue: "Wait, listen to me first——"
Meng Yisheng watched the interaction between Tao Luobai and Meng Guiyue, and suddenly realized what this kid had misunderstood.
Meng Yisheng asked seriously, "You said she was your sister, then who is my sister?"
Tao Luobai was extremely nervous at the moment. When he heard his opponent trying to provoke him, he replied unwillingly, "How would I know who your sister is?"
Tao Luobai: "Stop talking nonsense. I've beaten you, so you have to let us go."
Meng Yisheng: "Okay, let's fight."
"Hey, wait, let me tell you something first!" Meng Guiyue was still trying to interrupt the conversation.
Tao Luobai was just about to tell her to leave quickly.
Meng Guiyue: "But brother, his sister is me!"
But brother, I am his sister!
Tao Luobai suddenly realized that his Chinese was so poor. He couldn't understand such a simple sentence.
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