Lu Xiaobao’s desk was kicked, causing it to shake. The pencil on the edge was jolted off onto the floor. Xiaobao’s mouth formed an ’O’ in surprise.
The pencil that my sister-in-law bought.
Bent down to pick up the pencil.
Just as Xiaobao’s chubby little hand was about to touch the pencil, Fat Douding kicked it sideways against the wall.
Xiaobao came up empty-handed.
"Lu Yan, didn’t I tell you to transfer before the holidays? Why haven’t you done it yet?" The chubby boy asked angrily, his small eyes appearing even smaller due to his squinting, like tiny dots on a large face.
All because of this Lu Yan, the girls in the class don’t play with me anymore!
They just crowd around him all the time!
Xiaobao, who didn’t pick up the pencil, sat up and looked dazedly at the chubby boy, then honestly responded, "I forgot."
Having too much fun with my sister-in-law and brother, I forgot.
Xiaobao’s answer and candor did nothing to alleviate the chubby boy’s frustration of being ignored by the girls these past few days. He swept all of the books, pens, and erasers from Xiaobao’s desk onto the floor.
There was a clatter.
"I bet you did it on purpose! Deliberately staying to spite me!" The chubby boy, perhaps spoiled by his comfortable upbringing, couldn’t stand this humiliation. As the thought made him angrier, he reached out to pinch Xiaobao.
"What are you doing!" Xiaobao cried out, dodging the first attempt but his hand was pinched the second time. Xiaobao’s face twisted in pain, he whimpered softly and quickly pulled back.
"Transfer now! Change schools! I don’t want to see you again! You’re so annoying, Lu Yan!"
Concluding his tirade, the chubby boy mimicked what he’d done a few days ago, pulling out a utility knife from his pocket. He extended the blade and rushed at Xiaobao.
A larger hand intercepted the utility knife mid-air. The angry chubby boy turned and found a tall figure standing beside him. The figure was so tall that he had to crane his neck to see the face.
"Brother." Xiaobao quickly ran over to Lu Nanchen’s side and wrapped his arms tightly around his waist.
Lu Nanchen used his other hand to protect Xiaobao. He looked angry, his pupils were dark. With a strong grip, he threw the utility knife far away.
Snap.
The sound of the blade striking the classroom wall.
"Who are you!" The chubby boy was taken aback by Lu Nanchen’s prowess for a moment before shouting louder than before.
"Is that cut on your arm also his doing?" Lu Nanchen, hugging Xiaobao against him tightly, asked in a low voice.
Xiaobao, nestled in Lu Nanchen’s clothes, nodded. He held tightly onto Lu Nanchen, and clear tears welled up in his eyes.
Why does he still bully me even though I back down?
I really forgot, why he doesn’t believe me...
Seeing Xiaobao’s reaction, Lu Nanchen’s face darkened. He walked over to pick up the utility knife, extended the blade more, and approached the chubby boy, "Apologize to him."
"What are you going to do?! I won’t apologize! It’s all his fault! If it wasn’t for him, I wouldn’t be ignored by my classmates and teachers!" The chubby boy still saw no fault in his actions.
Can’t believe Lu Yan called backup!
Seeing no remorse in him, Lu Nanchen didn’t respond. He just waved the utility knife in his hand a few times to scare him, moving towards him.
"Get away from me! Just so you know, my dad will be here to pick me up after school. If he sees you, you’re done!"
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