It was a twilight as beautiful as usual.

The setting sun poured in from the corner of the balcony, stretching the already tall figure very long.

The man closed the bedroom door, and the last glimmer of the setting sun was blocked, and the room was filled with only some old incandescent lamps, which were not bright.

The kind and talkative teacher in the past slowly walked towards Zhu Kite, and the dark figure on the ground climbed up to Zhu Kite's toes little by little, and then slowly moved up.

He was obviously still smiling like he was on weekdays, but Zhu Yuan inexplicably felt that she didn't seem to know the person in front of her.

She looked up at him, her voice timid.

"Teacher Yang, are you going to help me with my homework?"

The male teacher, surnamed Yang, was also very popular in the school, he was very knowledgeable, and he could always tell many stories with the children of them, and every child liked him very much.

"Kite is very smart and has done her homework well," Ms. Yang said, "so the teacher decided to teach Kite something new." ”

Zhu Yuan swallowed a little nervously.

"What does the teacher want to teach me?"

Teacher Yang stretched out his hand and put it on Zhu Kite's head.

But instead of gently stroking her head as before, he pushed Zhu Kite to himself with a slight force.

Zhu Kite's face touched something very hot and hard.

She was so frightened that she almost cried, but Teacher Yang's movements did not let go at all.

He said to her step by step, "Iris, Teacher Yang is here to teach you how to be a woman." ”

He suddenly grabbed Zhu Kite's hand and pulled her to let her touch the thing that made her feel extremely terrifying.

Zhu Kite became more and more frightened, instinctively turned his head sideways, trembling all over, and wanted to call for help, but found that he could not make any sound in his throat, only violent fear and thin whimpering, and his eyes looked around in confusion.

Suddenly, she saw a pair of eyes that were just as frightened as she was.

It's Huo Yogawa hidden outside the balcony.

Through the gaps in the curtains, he saw everything.

Zhu Yuan's eyes lit up, she looked at Huo Youchuan's eyes, and just when she wanted to call his name, those eyes suddenly disappeared.

I wish the kite to be cold.

She stared at the gap in the curtains in disbelief, and she wanted to ask him to save him, to get him to stand up and protect her when she was bullied, as they did every time they played house.

But Huo and Chuan didn't.

He disappeared outside the curtain.

And at this moment, Zhu Kite's hand touched the warm skin, and she was stunned and didn't dare to look back.

Yu Guang looked over, and the always gentle Teacher Yang slowly lowered his pants in front of her, and he put Zhu Kite's hand on his thigh, and slowly moved in a certain direction......

Zhu Kite's tears erupted in despair, and she whimpered and cried.

Teacher Yang...... I'm scared...... Ibids are scared ......"

From childhood to adulthood, her teachers taught her this.

When you are afraid, when you are uncomfortable, when you are being bullied, tell your teacher.

But what if the other party is the teacher?

What is she going to do? What should she do?

No one told her, no one was going to help her.

Zhu Yuan closed her eyes tightly, and her whimpering cry contrasted sharply with Teacher Yang's low laughter.

Just when she was at her most desperate, she suddenly heard the door of her house open.

……

When Zhu Qinghua and Lin Lan pushed the door in, they saw Teacher Yang and Zhu Yuan sitting at the desk, Zhu Yuan lowered her head to write, and Teacher Yang checked her on the side.

She heard Teacher Yang laughing with her parents lightly, and while praising Zhu Kite's handwriting, she touched her head very gently.

Zhu Yuan stiffened, but she didn't even have the courage to turn her head and tell her parents the truth.

She couldn't even find the words to describe that horrible thing.

Later, she finally mustered up the courage to walk out of the bedroom, and at a glance saw Huo Youchuan standing in the living room.

The two children looked at each other in silence, they didn't say anything, but at that moment, each lost their most important friend to each other, and they also had the most taboo secrets between them.

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After so many years, when Zhu Yuan recalled these things, the fear in his heart still did not diminish by half.

But she has long since been free from any blame and resentment.

She once really blamed Huo Youchuan, blamed him for being her best friend, why didn't she help her; Blame him for why he didn't save her when she needed him the most.

But later, Zhu Yuan figured it out.

Even she didn't have the courage to expose the true face of Teacher Yang's hypocrisy to her parents, and where did Huo Youchuan, who was sponsored by Teacher Yang to go to school at that time, get the courage to stand up and resist for her?

She really didn't blame him for a long time, but after so many years of estrangement and knots, they couldn't go back to the carefree time when they were young.

Huo Youchuan is not wrong, and she is not wrong, it is the initiator who is wrong, but the only one who can be tortured is the victim.

Zhu Yuan felt a wave in her heart, and the boat that had been floating in her heart was thrown into the whirlpool, and then slowly disappeared.

She looked back.

Huo Youchuan saw that she had tears in her eyelashes, and the crystal tears were embedded in her eyes, like a shining gem under the sun.

The tip of her nose was red, and it was too beautiful to be true.

"Yogawa, you've never been a coward," she said with a smile, tears streaming down her cheeks, "you don't have any obligation to protect me, and I hope you can protect yourself when danger happens." ”

After a pause, she added, "Just as you don't want me to get hurt, I don't want you to get hurt in any way." ”

"Because, we are each other's most important friends."

Huo Youchuan just looked at him quietly, and the strong astringency spread from his throat to his nose.

For many years, Huo Youchuan has never wanted to cry more than at this moment.

The nightmare that had tormented Zhu Yuan for so many years was not a shackle that trapped him tightly in guilt and regret.

When he dreamed back at midnight, he wanted to go back to the past countless times, knock on that window, open that door, and pull Zhu Kite out.

Until now.

It wasn't until he pulled Zhu Yuan behind him without a trace of hesitation just now that he finally felt-

After all these years, he was finally no longer trapped in that evening.

When he came back to his senses, Zhu Yuan had already wiped away his tears and looked at him with a smile, that smile reminded him of when he was very young, Zhu Yuan finished his homework and asked him with a smile:

"Huo Youchuan, do you want to go ballooning? I'm in for a treat. ”

Zhu Yuan tilted his head slightly, his expression was gentle, and his tone was also very brisk.

"When my dad starts clinical treatment, let's find a time to go back to my hometown together, listen to my mother, the fried rice cake at the entrance of the primary school has not yet closed, let's go shopping, and then go back to my mother's house, let her make sweet and sour pork ribs and back to the pot meat."

Huo Youchuan also smiled, he looked into her eyes and nodded solemnly.

"Okay."