It was already dawn, and Tan Yufan was still sleeping soundly in the quilt. The girl is like a little Angel, with long eyelashes quite gently on the lower eyelids, looking very peaceful.

Suddenly, the mobile phone rang, which seemed to break everything around it, but the little universe didn't bother with it, but turned over and continued to sleep.

But the mobile phone bell is not easy to give up, it still keeps ringing, disturbing the small universe very upset. "Who, call me so early?"

She casually uttered a sentence, but she didn't know that it was already ten o'clock in the morning, and according to the class time, she should have gotten up a long time ago.

"Hey." The girl took the phone a little impatiently, "Hey." Her voice was soft, and it was clear that she hadn't woken up yet. But the voice on the other end of the phone made Yu Fan feel energetic.

"Xuanfan, Beichen just told me that he won't go to the studio this afternoon." The fat eucalyptus voice sounded very depressed, but unfortunately the small universe had not yet come to its senses, "Hmm." She just replied lightly.

Eucalyptus sighed a little helplessly, "So, let's not go this afternoon." It's not interesting for Beichen to be there. ”

Yan Yu once again confessed this reality to the small universe, this time, Tan Yufan seemed to be relieved, and her tone couldn't help but be full of wonder.

"Huh? Beichen is not coming? Isn't it already said already? Why did he change his mind again? ”

Tan Yufan sat up from the bed with a bone, the girl's brows furrowed slightly, and her face looked ugly, "Then how did he tell you?" Why didn't he go? ”

She pouted, but couldn't help yawning. "Well, I don't know." The fat eucalyptus voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became very low.

"Beichen doesn't say anything, but I always feel that something is wrong with him." Eucalyptus's words sounded a little sad, but the small universe couldn't hear why.

"What's going on with him?" Tan Yufan couldn't help but ask, but Fat Eucalyptus didn't reply to her words for a long time, which made the little universe a little impatient.

"Alright, alright, so be it, I'm going to go back to sleep." After that, she let out a sentence a little frustrated, and then hung up the phone. But she naturally couldn't imagine Beichen's situation at this time.

At that time, He Beichen was standing in front of Xie Lan, and cold sweat was breaking out in his palms. The mother sitting on the sofa had a very solemn expression, and her posture seemed to tear Beichen apart.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Xie Lan said and put the Japanese novel in his hand on the ground, and his eyes were about to pop out.

The boy naturally didn't expect that the Japanese books would be found by Xie Lan if they were placed on the bookshelf. He realized that his mother would never spare him easily, so his body trembled uncontrollably.

The boy opened his lips, but was too nervous to speak. At this time, Xie Lan couldn't contain the anger on his face.

"Didn't I confiscate your Japanese novels? Did you steal it back yourself? You brute. ”

Xie Lan's words became more and more ugly, but He Beichen didn't keep panicking like this, "No, I didn't." The young man said lightly, and his thin cheeks were a little more calm.

"No, tell me again that you don't?" Xie Lan realized that she was about to go crazy, she sneered, and the expression on her face was very ugly, "Then you mean, the book has long legs and runs in front of you?" ”

The mother's forced questions one by one obviously forced He Beichen into a corner. "I ......" Bei Chen opened his mouth, and he looked a little hesitant.

The young man rolled his dark eyes, knowing that he couldn't confess Yan Yu. Xie Lan saw He Beichen looking like this, and he was on fire again.

"You can't tell, can you?" The mother sneered again as she spoke, such cynicism really made Beichen feel uncomfortable.

"He Beichen, you are getting more and more excessive, how many times have I told you about Japanese affairs, I asked you not to dabble. Concentrate on doing your homework well, but what about you, how do you do it? Isn't it a long time since I've hit you? ”

Xie Lan saw He Beichen standing there silently, and then paused and said.

"That's fine. You're old now, you should have the ability to control yourself, and if you think you shouldn't be punished, I don't have a problem with it at all. ”

When it came to this, He Beichen naturally understood what his mother meant. Although the young man didn't feel that he had done anything wrong, he really couldn't help seeing Xie Lan's annoyed look.

Bei Chen pursed his lips and walked towards the dining room, he silently picked up the rattan on the dining table, but cold sweat kept breaking out in his hands.

The young man walked slowly in front of Xie Lan, but he was given a fierce white look by her, and then lowered his head. "Mom, I did it wrong, you ......"

Beichen stood there dumbfounded, but he couldn't say anything more. The boy's heart beat restlessly in his chest.

Xie Lan looked extremely impatient, the woman's tone was full of disdain, her eyebrows were locked together, without her mother's tenderness, "Is this your attitude of admitting your mistakes?" How did I teach you before? ”

As soon as his mother's words fell, Bei Chen knelt down in response, he had never been so aggrieved and begged for satisfaction like this. But in front of the people who gave birth to him, he didn't feel anything.

Then he respectfully held the rattan in the palm of his hand, and his words seemed very concise and respectful, "I did something wrong, please punish me." Even though Bei Chen's cheeks looked calm, those slightly immature hands were trembling.

Xie Lan immediately stood up from the sofa, took the rattan in the young man's hand, and turned to Bei Chen's back. The woman shook the stick in her hand, looking very dissatisfied again, and then her cold words became even more cold-blooded.

"Don't pretend to be there, take off my shirt." Mother's words made Beichen's body lean forward.

It seems that this time his mother is really going to be ruthless to him, and He Beichen wanted to say something but finally complied.

He began to unbutton his pajamas, revealing his smooth and broad back. Beichen is only sixteen years old, but his bones are stronger than boys of the same age, but there is still a childishness that cannot be concealed.

He was already dressed thinly, but when he took off his shirt, he had an indescribable coldness, but he looked very relieved, "You can do it." The boy's lips opened slightly, and he got ready.

Xie Lan didn't relented at all, and waved the rattan in his hand towards Bei Chen's smooth back, and a red mark immediately appeared on the young man's skin.

That painful feeling made He Beichen grit his teeth, but he didn't say a word.

Bei Chen knew that his mother didn't have such a good temper to listen to his own shouts at this time, so the voice that the young man wanted to spit out was suppressed by him alive.

"Don't you like to learn Japanese? You study hard, I let you learn. The rattan in Xie Lan's hand slapped Bei Chen's back again and again, and he couldn't help but curse in his mouth.

"Really, did you learn your homework well? I confiscated the book, and you dare to steal it back. You're a lot of guts. The more my mother spoke, the more annoyed she became, and the intensity of her attack increased little by little.

At this time, Beichen seemed unusually stoic, he didn't say a word, just knelt there respectfully, and didn't even move.

The boy's lower lip bit tightly, and a fine bead of sweat appeared on his forehead. The pain in his knees made Beichen feel the urge to cry, but he finally held back.

"It's really loose, if I don't give you a good tightening today, you're going to heaven, aren't you?" Xie Lan kept scolding, and the strength of his attack became even stronger.

It's just that the moment the rattan fell on Beichen's back, the young man's originally red and swollen skin actually broke the skin, leaving a bloody mark.

This time, Bei Chen couldn't hold it anymore, his body couldn't help but lean forward, and his hands couldn't help pressing on the cold floor.

The boy gasped, beads of sweat on his forehead slowly dripping down his cheeks onto his collarbone, and he couldn't kneel anymore. But Xie Lan didn't feel distressed at all, "You knelt down for me, did you let you move?" ”

Beichen didn't dare to disobey his mother's orders, but the pain that went deep into his bone marrow made him feel at a loss. The boy struggled and slowly straightened up.

In the next second, Xie Lan's rattan whipped over, not giving him any respite at all, which really made He Beichen's life worse than death.

The boy's lower lip was bitten by him and there was a bloody streak, and the blood dripped down the corner of his mouth and dripped onto the floor.

He could clearly feel the bleeding from his spine, but he couldn't say a word of pleading. Maybe he knew he was saying it was futile.

I don't know how long it took, Xie Lan finally stopped, the rattan was stained with a little blood, and at this time, the woman realized that she had gone too far.

Look at Beichen's back again, it is scarred and covered with blood. Blood was still dripping down the boy's broken wound, and she suddenly felt her cruelty.

In the room, Beichen was sobbing lowly, and the young man's head was buried low, but there was not a single tear.

"Get up." Xie Lan said lightly. He Beichen leaned forward towards the deflated ball, the young man's body, and he wanted to stand up.

But the pain in his knees made him lose control, and as soon as his legs went limp, he fell to the floor. But he struggled to stand up with the sofa on the side, but he couldn't stand steadily, and his face was even more pale and bloodless.

"You're done?" He asked quite respectfully, but he didn't know how much pain he had suppressed, his teeth were clenched, and his thin cheeks were covered with sweat, as if he had a serious illness.

Xie Lan didn't answer his son's question, but his tone was as serious as ever.

"I'm going to be very heavy today, so please respect yourself." The woman threw down the rattan in her hand, and then walked to her bedroom, Bei Chen stood in the living room in a daze, and did not speak for a long time.