Chapter 11: Distant Memories: First Encounters

When I was 10 years old, I was in the fourth grade of elementary school, and I was once surrounded and bullied by several male classmates in my class on my way home from school.

"Hey! Su Ziyue, stop me! I saw a fat boy leading a group of people forward to block Su Ziyue's way, and reached out to grab her schoolbag.

"Hey! What are you going to do? Give me back your bag! Su Ziyue shouted in panic and reached out to retrieve the schoolbag.

"If you want a school bag, you can, unless you promise me a condition, if you don't agree, I'll leave it on the road, what?" The fat man held his schoolbag high and looked down at Su Ziyue, and said in a dragging manner.

No matter how much Su Ziyue tiptoed and reached out, she couldn't reach her schoolbag, so she had to nod her head in agreement.

"I heard you don't have a father, don't you? Small wild seeds! Hahaha. The fat man and a group of junior brothers looked at Su Ziyue with disdain and laughed loudly.

Su Ziyue stared at them fiercely, but she didn't speak, she really didn't have a father.

"Hey! Why don't you speak? Is it a default that you are a wild seed?,As long as you open your mouth to admit that you are a wild seed, we will return the schoolbag to you.,Otherwise.。。 The fat man threatened Su Ziyue while making a move to throw the schoolbag.

Su Ziyue hurriedly shouted: "Don't throw it, please!" ”

There were already tears in his eyes, but he couldn't hold back the tears.

"Ouch! I'm going to cry, so pitiful, little wild seed! The fat man and his companions laughed insolently and pushed Su Ziyue to the ground.

In an instant, Su Ziyue's soft and fair skin wore through a layer of skin, and there was faint blood flowing out.

Holding back the pain coming from her body, Su Ziyue shouted at the group of people: "Give me back your schoolbag!" ”

"Say you're small."

"What are you doing? So many people bully a girl, is it considered a man? Suddenly, a stern voice sounded, interrupting the fat man's words.

"Yo! Where did the miscellaneous come from? Before he could finish speaking, the fat man only felt dizzy, and there seemed to be a warm liquid flowing out from under his nose.

"Boss, you're getting a nosebleed!" A short boy exclaimed.

The fat man hurriedly covered his nose with his hand, took his hand away and looked at the blood on his hand, and immediately became very angry, so he swung his fist at the boy.

"Be careful!" Su Ziyue only felt a tightness in her heart, and shouted at the boy anxiously.

I saw that the boy was smart enough to dodge, and then punched the fat man's round belly.

"Oops! It hurts! The fat man didn't have time to dodge, he grinned in pain and wailed in pain.

After a while, he roared angrily at his companions: "If you don't avenge your boss, beat him!" ”

How dare those guys step forward, one by one they have already been frightened, and they have already retreated, and even more have already slipped away.

"Boss, we suddenly remembered that there was something else, so let's go home first." After saying it one by one, they ran away.

"Hey! You guys give me back! The fat man's face turned red.

Suddenly, the fat man looked up and saw a pair of sharp and cold eyes staring at him fiercely, and instantly felt a chill hit, both legs were trembling, and he begged in fear: "Please, don't beat me, I won't bully people anymore." ”

"That's what you said, you have to remember, if you let me see you bullying the weak again, don't blame me! Get lost! The boy stared at the fat man and said fiercely, and the fat man disappeared after listening to it.

The boy gracefully turned around and said softly to the stunned Su Ziyue, "I didn't scare you, did I?" Come, and I will help you up. As he spoke, he stretched out his white and slender hand.

Su Ziyue cautiously stretched out her dusty little hand, and the boy pulled her up, and when she touched the pair of elegant and white hands, Su Ziyue only felt a warm current flowing into her heart, and the whole atrium was suddenly warm.

"Here, your bag." The boy said softly, picked up the schoolbag on the ground, patted it clean with his hand, and handed it to Su Ziyue.

"Thank you!" Su Ziyue lowered her head and whispered.

"My name is Ling Yiyun, what about you?"

"Su Ziyue!"

"Don't worry about it in the future, I will protect you!" Ling Yiyun said to Su Ziyue with an oath.

"Well, thank you!" Su Ziyue raised her head in surprise and looked at Ling Yiyun's bright and clear eyes.

"You'll call me brother from now on, okay?"

"Okay, Brother Yun!" Su Ziyue screamed sweetly and couldn't help but smile slightly.

So the two of them walked home hand in hand.

Su Ziyue was ten years old that year, and Ling Yiyun was twelve years old.