Yang Jingran walked with a "brother", but his attention was on his mobile phone.

VogelimKafig: What do you hate, vicious dogs?

Vicious dogs that don't like cats: Hate cats.

VogelimKafig: Poof, yes. No wonder your name is this.

VogelimKafig: Or do you hate people like cats?

Vicious dogs that don't like cats: the drawbacks?

Vicious dogs that don't like cats: Cats are lazy and never get angry.

VogelimKafig: Whose cat never gets angry and talks nonsense.

VogelimKafig: Isn't that a plus?

Vicious dogs who don't like cats: I know it, I was bitten on the ass by a vicious dog when I was a child, but I wasn't embarrassed by the cat.

VogelimKafig: It's been a terrible experience.

VogelimKafig: What about other than this?

VogelimKafig: For example, what kind of people do you dislike, like hypocritical and cunning people, reckless or cowardly people, do you hate?

"Hey, can you leave me alone, the money is small, and the mother-in-law is still all day long. ”

Unconsciously, a quarrel sounded in Yang Jingran's ears.

He looked up and understood the situation in the next two sentences.

"Mom is also for your good, please don't walk around with this kind of bastard anymore. ”

"Don't bother me, did you give me what I wanted? I'm not a kid who believes in you anymore, and I'm already disappointed in you, so get out of here. ”

The silent onlookers understood.

This woman who appeared at some point was the mother of his "brother" Duan Tao, and she kept holding Duan Tao's hand, like a helpless person holding the hand of a benefactor.

Although the mother has a haggard face, she has a neat appearance. She pointed at Yang Jingran with her other hand, and the glance turned into disgust and hatred. The mother thinks that this is a sinner who harms her son and does not do his job properly, and he is a scumbag of society who has no virtue and no deeds.

But the mother was pushed away by her son, who thought he couldn't afford to lose face in front of his friends, so he turned his head and wanted to leave, leaving the cage surrounded by the crowd.

And the mother began to be hysterical, she was afraid, afraid that her child would leave, afraid that he would disappear from her sight, and even more afraid that her son would miss the future.

There were more and more onlookers, and the gossip made Duan Tao feel panicked, he wanted to leave, he just wanted to leave.

Duan Tao glanced at the woman angrily, blaming her for her incompetence and vulnerability, revealing his disappointment and uneasiness.

Duan Tao took Yang Jingran's hand, wanting to leave the cage of anxiety and fear.

He didn't notice the other party's sudden movements.

Yang Jingran stretched out his hand and punched Duan Tao directly on the left side of his face, showing no mercy.

Duan Tao's nervous thoughts were scattered, and he looked over in surprise, not noticing that his nosebleed came out.

Why, why, are you going to say such things to her?

Yang Jingran did not hesitate to drop the phone, get rid of the other hand that the other party was still holding, and after releasing his shackles, he began to really vent his suppressed negative emotions.

Why don't you listen to her, but listen to her?

Yang Jingran took advantage of the fact that the other party had not yet reacted, kicked Duan Tao to the ground fiercely, and then hit Duan Tao in the abdomen with his fist.

Duan Tao was enraged, and being beaten for no reason had already stimulated him and trampled on him. After Duan Tao dodged, he grabbed Yang Jingran's shirt, wanting to shock him with angry eyes, and said, "Are you crazy!? bastard!"

Why are you still nothing, don't understand anything, do you have to lose it to know repentance? Yang Jingran didn't speak, looked at Duan Tao and smiled bitterly. He then took a breath and pushed Duan Tao away, and inexplicably rushed up and grabbed the opponent's collar with one hand, and punched the abdomen without stopping.

The woman on the side stopped hysteria, whimpered, and sprinted unsteadily with her center of gravity, knocking into Yang Jingran, who did not stop.

"Why are you beating my son, you madman. Let's see, it's this kind of person who harmed my son, this kind of gangster who endangers society, who came out to do bad things at a young age, and has no tutor!"

The woman spoke incoherently, but her hands were spread and she was firmly protecting the child behind her. She was trembling, not from fear, but from excitement.

No one can hit her children.

Yang Jingran raised his head and looked at Duan Tao squarely, his eyes showed helplessness and loneliness, and there was also a trace of emotion that the other party didn't understand and couldn't understand.

He couldn't hear what passers-by were saying.

What the woman was doing, he couldn't see.

The person behind this woman is reflected in his black eyes. It was a young man with a simple look of anger, wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, looking at a strange person, thinking about something that had nothing to do with the woman who protected him.

"Son, are you okay, can we go to the hospital now?"

Duan Tao hated the voice of the woman pleading, it sounded so uncomfortable, so disgusting. The eyes of all the passers-by were focused on him again, and he was tired of the meaningful eyes of passers-by.

Duan Tao pushed the woman's outstretched hand away, and whispered impatiently: "It's all said to get out of here, can you go away." ”

Yang Jingran heard every word of him clearly, and understood his every demeanor and every action.

Why, can you still say such a thing?

Yang Jingran cried, crying very embarrassed.

He was very uncomfortable, and tears welled up uncontrollably. He knew what he was afraid of, and he saw his wounds and scars. He thought that he had never been strong and was still so fragile.

Yang Jingran picked up the phone, and the eyes of the passers-by around him focused on Duan Tao, not noticing the tears of the lost dog sliding down.

The lonely, indifferent figure quietly disappeared, and the pain spread violently through the boy's body.

Back to the school gate.

Brother Hai left, also with a torn and irreconcilable feeling.

Brother Hai seems to have chosen to give up Yang Jingran.

Yang Jingran also guessed the result, and he found that in the entanglement and confusion, he had differences with the past. Yang Jingran has a wound on his face, which may not heal, it is a painless injury. But deeper, the missing corner of his heart was violently stimulating him.

I'm a weirdo, right?

At least that's what the class, the whole school, and the whole world thinks. Yang Jingran rarely thought about his past self, his behavior was withdrawn and violent, and his behavior was cold and indifferent.

I'm a weirdo.

Yang Jingran didn't think about whether there would be Brother Hai's target in the future, he knew that the other party would not let him go so easily.

He didn't plan to go home, he walked alone on the crowded streets, rubbing the warmth that didn't belong to him and was discarded by others.

I think I've done this many times.

He's a lost dog.

Yang Jingran flipped through the text message records between himself and his father, and a short conversation came into view.

Father: It's time to eat.

Me: Don't be hungry, you can eat.

Father: Take care of yourself.

Me: Hmm.

Father: I'll be away in two days.

Me: Hmm.

Father: That's it.

Me: Hmm.

It was the longest and longest communication he had with his father in a year.

In a restaurant.

Yang Jingran met Pan Yihao, the person who made him feel pitiful.

Pan Yihao played alone, with a chair and a guitar.

Yang Jingran saw him lowering his head and concentrating on playing the guitar, humming a song that couldn't hear the tune in his mouth.

"Yang Jingran, it's fateful to meet. Pan Yihao raised his head, his eyes were obviously still in a trance, and after a few seconds, he noticed the person in front of him, and immediately hid his troubles and sorrows.

"Find a place to eat. Yang Jingran walked over and said his purpose.

Pan Yihao laughed naturally, got up and put the guitar on the chair, walked over to Yang Jingran, and proudly pulled Yang Jingran into the hotel, saying, "This is the hotel opened by my little brother, I'm in for a treat, go!"

Yang Jingran didn't have a chance to excuse himself, and when he reacted, he had already set up the meal, and Pan Yihao on the opposite side also sat down.

"Thank you last time. Pan Yihao spoke first.

"Is it a matter of beating you?" Yang Jingran was a little hungry, but he was not polite, he took the lead in picking up chopsticks and pinching a piece of meat, and then said: "Are you a bear? ”

"Does it look like a bear?" Pan Yihao was not angry, but was very happy with Yang Jingran's opening.

"What made you bad?" Pan Yihao opened the conversation box and asked curiously.

Yang Jingran tried to behave very ordinary, although his heart was now full of holes, he still naturally said his wounds, and said: "Because my parents are divorced." ”

"Oh. Pan Yihao knew that he couldn't say much at this time, but he was also puzzled and sighed when Yang Jingran said this so plainly.

"You have depression, right?" Yang Jingran ate a few bites of food, thought of something, and spoke again.

"It seems that you are not qualified to say that. Pan Yihao didn't react much, and responded leisurely.

"You seem to be very pitiful. Yang Jingran lowered his head and smiled inexplicably after speaking, "It's really funny." ”

"What are you talking about?" Pan Yihao was so confused just now that he didn't hear what Yang Jingran said, only to find that Yang Jingran seemed to be laughing.

"Pan Yihao, do you like to play the guitar very much?"

"I like it, but my favorite thing is the piano. Pan Yihao stretched out his hands that couldn't tell that they had played the piano, they were ordinary five fingers, "but I haven't played it a few times." ”

"A year ago, my mom sold the piano, and this year, I saved up to buy a guitar. Pan Yihao withdrew his hand, "They don't want me to play music, they just want to train me to be an engineer now." ”

"Oh. Yang Jingran began to eat, and he saw the person who made him feel pitiful again.

"When I was a child, they supported me to play musical instruments, all kinds of musical instruments, and I was so happy at that time," Pan Yihao smiled, but he was very downset, "I clearly knew that my dream was music, and at that time, my parents also supported me." ”

"I'm really happy," Pan Yihao put away his smile, "But, in junior high school, my bass and guitar are gone." High school hadn't come yet, and my violin, flute, and saxophone were gone. ”

"Slowly, my instruments were gone. After they took my piano, they told me the truth about the deprivation. ”

"Music is enough to develop the function of your brain, now concentrate on the academic of words. ”

"What a ridiculous Sim. Yang Jingran didn't laugh, he was infected by Pan Yihao's pessimistic mood.

"You're really nondescript now, like a weirdo. ”