Another strategy? If the target is the enemy, then it's fine.

"Fuck, you're a pervert. You can even kill your father's wife, and you're not even 18 yet. You're really... It's hard for me to judge you."

Wen Wen did not show any other expression on his face, and the boy was somewhat confused about Wen Wen's attitude.

Before he could react, Wen Wen pushed him away: "Brother, you are in the way. Stop hanging around me. Although I know I am attractive, I don't like boys. If you are willing to have a sex change operation, then I am willing to give you a chance to pursue me."

After he said this, he found that everyone around him was silent.

"What are you doing? Talk, oh, I get it, you are so excited because I gave you a chance, right? It's okay, I understand. After all, I am too charming, and I don't give a chance to everyone. Why don't you go get a sex change operation now, so that your chances of being with me are better."

After he said this, several boys even retched.

Wen Wen smiled at them and said, "Why? You want to get my attention? Well, men, you succeeded. I can let you cut in line first. How about going to apply for a visa after school today?"

"Psycho." Several boys left these words and left cursing.

Wen Wen stared at their backs and blinked: "Dear guests, come again next time."

"Neuropathy."

After withdrawing his thoughts, the grocery shopping aunt saw him and said, "Hey, Wen Wen, I haven't seen you for a long time. Have you been busy with your studies recently?"

Wen Wen smiled at her and said, "Yeah, now that I'm in my second year of high school, I'm definitely busier than before."

"Oh, how come you've grown so big? How come you're already a sophomore in high school? I remember when you were little, you often pulled my trouser legs and asked if you could give me some candy. You were so cute back then."

"It's hard for you to dig up something that happened so long ago."

The vegetable seller waved her hands and said, "It's not difficult, it's not difficult. Come, take a look, what do you want to eat today? Auntie tells you, today's meat is fresh, you can try to buy some and make some soup. You are so thin, like a monkey, how can you not eat more?"

"No, Auntie, I'll just buy something simple. If I make soup, I won't be able to get to school in time."

"Okay, Wenwen, next time you come, tell me earlier so that I can save some fresh dishes for you."

Wen Wen's eyes curved: "Thank you, Auntie."

"It's okay. It's not easy for you. By the way, come to my house after self-study today. My son is also a high school student. I will make soup for him tonight. You can come and have some too."

Wen Wen subconsciously evaded the question: "No, Auntie, really no, you guys drink it."

"Silly boy, just come when we tell you to, and we'll give you a portion. If you don't come, we'll throw it away. See, isn't that a waste? Remember to come."

Wen Wen did not refuse again. In fact, he sometimes thought that he would live a good life whether he had a mother or not.

At least there are many people around him who are nice to him.

There is never a shortage of good people in this world.

After Wen Wen selected the vegetables, the vegetable seller looked at him and frowned. When Wen Wen thought something had happened, the seller suddenly said, "It's over. Your luck is not good today. I can't charge you any money. I'll just give you a free meal. It's not easy for me to see you. To be honest, I have a good relationship with your grandmother. You can go now."

"Auntie, these dishes don't cost much. I still have money."

"Just that little money you have? You have to keep it well. Will you be hungry later if you spend it now? Go, go ...

"Thank you auntie."

The sun is setting, and the only remaining light in the world is shining. Is darkness coming?

Night may fall, but darkness will not.

"Wen Wen is back?" Uncle Zhang, who lived next door, had just come back from practicing martial arts. When he saw Wen Wen, he greeted him with a smile.

"Yes, Grandpa Zhang, why are you back so early today?"

Uncle Zhang said cheerfully, "My son is back today, and he brought my grandson with him, so of course I have to come back early to see him. Are you going to school later?"

Uncle Zhang's son works in other places all year round and he often doesn't see him for a long time.

Wen Wen nodded, sincerely happy for him: "No wonder you look so happy today, it turns out that your son is back. When I saw you today, I saw your smiling face, and I was thinking, what could make Grandpa Zhang so happy?"

Grandpa Zhang laughed cheerfully, "It would be nice if you didn't have to go to school. I'd let you stay for dinner tonight. We live across the street, so if it's inconvenient for you to cook, you can come over to our place for dinner. Usually, it's just me and the old lady at home, and we're both bored to death. If you could come, I can't imagine how happy the old lady would be."

"Grandpa Zhang, if you say this and Grandma Zhang hears you, you will be scolded again. Do you believe it?"

"I can disbelieve anyone, but I can't disbelieve you. You have always been a smart kid."

When I got home, there was no familiar figure in the living room.

Wen Wen was not surprised by this kind of thing. He called out as usual: "Grandma."

Still no response as usual.

This kind of thing had happened many times in the past. Wen Wen was very worried about his grandmother at one point, but later he found out that his grandmother was just hiding and didn't want to speak. Eventually, he got used to not getting a response.

He called out twice more, and when there was no response, he went straight to the kitchen to start preparing dinner.

His cooking is just so-so, edible but not very tasty.

Today, the aunt who did the grocery shopping stuffed a lot of vegetables into his pocket, the same amount as usual.

"Grandma, it's time to eat, grandma."

After Wen Wen shouted this, he didn't get any response and the house fell silent.

"Grandma." Wen Wen called a few more times, but still received no response.

He searched all the places where his grandmother usually liked to hide, but still couldn't find the old woman.

This time the old man was not hiding, but was really not at home.

He had spent countless nights wondering if his life would be much easier if his grandmother died.

He knew that his grandmother didn't love him.

So he always felt that he had no feelings for his grandmother.

But now he couldn't find his grandmother, and he found that his heart was a little panicked. The feeling was hard to describe. It was not like the pain of being bitten by thousands of ants, but more like the palpitations caused by the knocking of bell spirits for countless nights.