Lima syndrome

The next day, Gao Enshuo did not come to school again. Then there was a rumor that Bai Zhiyan beat him into the hospital. The rumor spread like wildfire, and now the whole Yinxing knew about Bai Zhiyan's glorious deeds.

On the rooftop, Bai Zhiyan couldn't help but twitch his mouth when he heard Xu Shiyuan telling him these rumors.

How could he have thought that things would turn out like this? The reason why he dared to take action yesterday was because he was sure that Gao Enshuo regarded him as a helpless rookie, so he could take advantage of him when he was not prepared. In fact, Bai Zhiyan himself was also very scared. If he made a mistake in one step, the consequences would be even more tragic.

He has been the one being bullied for such a long time, and yesterday's incident seemed to be the first time he fought back. Although it was a fluke, it felt good. It feels really good to hurt the abuser personally.

"But Gao Enshuo will come back sooner or later. Will he cause trouble for you again?"

Rather than rumors, Xu Shiyuan was more worried that Bai Zhiyan would be entangled by someone again.

"If there's a way, I'll just have to fight back. If there's nothing else I can just ask my rich dad for help."

Bai Zhiyan said this jokingly, but he would never go to Bai Zhengren to ask him to solve his troubles. He knew Bai Zhengren too well. If he knew that he was in trouble and bullied at school, he would only think that he had offended someone he dared not offend, and that he asked for it.

After this incident, all the sarcastic voices in the class have now disappeared.

Bai Zhiyan knew the true colors of these rich kids very well. They relied on their parents to bully others in school, but in essence they were just paper tigers, bullying the weak and fearing the strong. But when they met a really tough guy, they would keep silent and behave themselves.

It’s an honor that Bai Zhiyan has now become a tough guy in their hearts.

At least this week, Bai Zhiyan no longer suffered from any open or covert sarcasm or ridicule because of his identity.

Bai Zhiyan was safe and sound during his time at school until the end of Friday. On Saturday morning, he rarely woke up from a nightmare. After washing up, he went downstairs to have breakfast refreshed.

Bai Zhengren still hasn't come back today. He has more than one private house outside. Maybe he is sleeping in one of his lover's house again. As for Bai Jita, Bai Zhiyan hopes that he will never appear in front of her again.

The wonderful day off started with not seeing the two annoying guys. Since he failed to go to church last week, he lost a week's chance to observe Che Kyung-chan. He still remembered overhearing Che Kyung-chan talking to the driver in the first week.

His mood obviously improved when the other person mentioned his mother. In his previous life, he was beaten half to death because he was slandered for stealing his mother's belongings. In this life, his mother is still alive, and it is obvious that he has a deep affection for his mother. Perhaps we can start from this aspect.

However, is Che Jingcan a mama’s boy?

Bai Zhiyan left the house while thinking. He was not sure whether he could meet Che Jingcan again this week, so he just took a chance.

Before he knew it, Bai Zhiyan had walked to an alley that was the only way to the church. Because there were fewer cars and people in the alley and the road was closer, he would sometimes go out through this alley when he went out.

"Hey kid, stop right there!"

A rough male voice came from behind him. There was no one in the alley at the moment. Bai Zhiyan was very sure that the other party was calling him, so he had to turn around.

"Bai Zhiyan, right? I heard that it was you who injured our Eunseok?"

When Bai Zhiyan turned around, he found that there were five or six boys standing behind him. The one in the lead had a rough voice and looked familiar, as if he was a senior student.

"I'm Bai Zhiyan. Are you looking for me to avenge Gao Enshuo?"

Bai Zhiyan suppressed the panic in his heart and remained calm as he confronted him.

"Humph, I couldn't do anything to you at school, but now that we're outside, I'm going to settle the score for Eun-seok."

"Why don't we talk first."

"Talk about shit!"

The man twisted his wrist, looking ready to go. Seeing this, the people around him also rubbed their hands and were eager to give it a try.

Bai Zhiyan was glancing at the people opposite him while planning how to escape. If he was caught with so many people on the opposite side, the consequences would be disastrous.

Almost at the same time.

"Fuck me!"

The moment the man shouted, Bai Zhiyan ran away. He was only glad that the other side was not well prepared, otherwise they had ambushed people across the alley in advance, and Bai Zhiyan would not have run away like that.

"call--"

Bai Zhiyan ran as fast as he could and was already a little behind them. However, after he came out of the alley, there were more pedestrians on the road and he was forced to slow down and move through the crowd.

"Come here, you!"

The leading man grabbed Bai Zhiyan's collar with his big hand. Bai Zhiyan's neck was strangled by the collar. He couldn't breathe for a while and his face turned red.

"Cough cough cough-"

"You're really good at running, there are so many people here, I'll take you to a deserted place first, and then we can talk slowly."

This man was more shameless than Bai Zhiyan had imagined, and he didn't want to fight in the street.

"Help—help—"

But Bai Zhiyan was not so shameless. He started shouting at the top of his voice, attracting the attention of passers-by.

"What the hell are you doing!"

The man hurriedly covered his mouth, but someone had already noticed that they were acting abnormally. In addition, Bai Zhiyan kept struggling and waving his arms and legs, which made it seem like an attempted kidnapping.

"Uh-huh--"

No matter how arrogant these guys are, they are just students after all. They have never chased people in the street before. Seeing more and more people looking over, they started to panic, fearing that someone would call the police.

"Brother, let's go."

"Yes, brother, there are more and more people."

The younger brothers nearby were cowering in fear. They had not come here voluntarily in the first place. If this matter got out of hand and got to their parents' ears, they would definitely be in big trouble.

The leading man just felt aggrieved, he had already caught the person, and he was unwilling to let him go.

"No, we must take him away today."

As he said this, he was about to call someone over to help hold Bai Zhiyan back.

Bai Zhiyan was frightened when he heard his words. He used almost all his strength to stomp on the man's foot before anyone else could make a move.

"Ahhh-"

The man was caught off guard by his sudden attack. He was in so much pain that he wanted to hold up his feet, so he naturally let go of his hands.

"Fuck, you dare to do that!"

The younger brothers nearby couldn't bear to see their big brother get hurt, so they swung their fists at Bai Zhiyan's face. Bai Zhiyan's head was knocked to the side, and his teeth bit through the soft flesh on the inside of his cheek. When he raised his head again, blood was already flowing from the corner of his mouth.

But he ignored the pain and continued to ask for help from passers-by while leaning his body.

"Help me—"

"Shut up!"

When the group of people saw Bai Zhiyan screaming again, they rushed over to cover his mouth. Bai Zhiyan bit the hand that was covering his mouth hard.

"Ah ...

The man slapped Bai Zhiyan again with his backhand. They were now in a commotion and many people gathered around.

"What are you doing? Are you bullying people?"

"The child has been beaten and is bleeding. Call the police!"

There were more and more passers-by, and they didn't dare to pull Bai Zhiyan anymore. Even if they were unwilling, they could only run away quickly.

"You won't be so lucky next time!"

After making these harsh words, the man stumbled away from the scene quickly with his men.

"Oh kid, your face is all broken."

"Go to the hospital and get it bandaged. It's bleeding."

Passersby chattered and gathered around Bai Zhiyan. He smiled and waved his hand to signal them that it was okay, and ran away from the scene under everyone's worried gazes.

He casually wiped it twice with his sleeve. After all, it wouldn't be noticeable if the black clothes were dirty.

Most of Bai Zhiyan's clothes are black. Due to long-term bullying, he often has scars on his body. Even if he bleeds, it won't be very obvious when he wears black clothes. This is how he deceived his mother again and again.

The two blows still hurt a little, but he was used to being injured and didn't have the concept of bandaging and treatment after being injured, so he went to the church as planned. When he walked to the church in a daze, the morning prayer had already ended.

He thought that he had not been able to find any useful information today. After sighing, he almost instinctively walked towards the confessional. He had felt good talking with the priest before, and what had happened in the past few days made him want to talk all of a sudden. He now really wanted to find someone to talk to.

He walked to the door of the confessional and stopped. There seemed to be someone else inside. He suddenly hesitated, not knowing whether to continue waiting or go back.

Let's go back.

"squeak--"

Bai Zhiyan had just turned around and walked a few steps when the door behind him opened. But before he could look back, someone grabbed his arm with such force that the scabbed wound was torn apart.

"what--"

Bai Zhiyan screamed in pain and turned back to glare at the brutal barbarian fiercely.

"why you?"

It was Che Jingcan again. Bai Zhiyan thought that the man had left after the prayer, so why did he appear here?

Che Jingcan originally wanted to leave, but he didn't wait for Bai Zhiyan to show up last week. He held his breath and planned to leave after going to the confessional. Unexpectedly, he saw a familiar figure as soon as he opened the door. He was worried that this person would run away quickly when he saw him like before, so he took action to grab him tightly.

He was just feeling a little proud of himself for catching the man, but when the man turned around, he was really scared.

Bai Zhiyan's right cheek was swollen from being punched, and the fingerprints on his left cheek from being slapped have not completely disappeared. If his eye sockets were hit again, his face would be almost like a pig's head.

"Why, why can't it be me?"

Che Jingcan didn't expect that he would be like this when he met him again. He had thought that he must teach him a lesson when he saw him again, but seeing him now, it seemed as if he had already been taught a lesson.

"let me go!"

Bai Zhiyan would scratch his arms every time he had a nightmare. His arms would often have new wounds before the old ones healed. It was not easy for him to not have nightmares for a while, but the wound that was about to heal was torn again by him. He felt that the wound was about to bleed.

Che Jingcan's mind went blank when he saw his face. He was looking for a reasonable reason to explain why he was holding on to him.

So he asked for no reason.

"What's the matter with the wound on your face?"

Bai Zhiyan looked at him in surprise. He thought that Che Jingcan must have taken the wrong medicine, or he must have fallen stupid from sleeping, otherwise why would he ask him such a caring question.

"It has nothing to do with you, let it go!"

He used his other hand to push his body, but this man seemed to be made of cement, like a solid wall of iron and steel, and no matter how Bai Zhiyan pushed him, he didn't move at all.

Che Jingcan looked at his hands that were constantly pushing and pressing on his chest. The strength of their hands was white, thin and long, and to him, it was like a kitten scratching an itch, making him feel itchy inside as well.

Bai Zhiyan didn't know what the rubbish was thinking about, and wondered in his heart what this guy ate to grow up with such a strong body. Before, Che Jingcan had been abusing him unilaterally, and he had no chance to touch his body at all. He thought he was lucky to be able to escape last time.

Che Jingcan felt a little hot and his head was dizzy. He grabbed the hand that had been moving around on his body in annoyance and pinned the man down.

"Dead Fish Face, why didn't you come last week?"

After all, this is actually what he wants to ask the most. He has always had a smooth life since he was a child. Because of his identity, everyone obeys him, and because of his temper, everyone is afraid of him. This is the first time he has met someone who dares to stare at him and show disgust for him directly on his face.

This novel experience made him excited, and an unprecedented desire to conquer was stirring in his heart. He wanted to see what kind of expression this man who only knew how to make a sour face would show.

"Why else? Of course I don't want to see you."

Bai Zhiyan knew that answering like this would make him unhappy, but it was his freedom to go wherever he wanted, so why should he tell this lunatic?

"What did you say?"

Che Jingcan was indeed angry. He held Bai Zhiyan's arm even tighter until warm liquid flowed out and he let go as if waking up from a dream.

He watched the blood slowly flow out from Bai Zhiyan's arm under his sleeve, all the way to his fingertips, dripping onto the white ground and forming red flowers.

He recalled the scene when he first met Bai Zhiyan, and that was how he hurt him.

"Why hasn't your wound healed yet?"

He frowned and spoke in an unhappy tone. This man always seemed to have scars on his body, including his face today. It was obvious that he had just been beaten.

"Oh, it was almost healed."

Bai Zhiyan covered his bleeding arm and looked at him coldly, then took out a handkerchief from his pocket, squatted down and wiped the blood bit by bit.

He didn't dare move his injured hand, as new blood dripped from the other hand as soon as he wiped it clean.

Bai Zhiyan became angrier the more he thought about it. He had been in a good mood this morning, but who would have thought that he would run into a group of mad dogs as soon as he went out. After finally getting rid of them, he encountered an even bigger mad dog.

Che Jingcan looked at the small body squatting in front of him, with a round head facing him defenselessly. He cleared his throat and finally couldn't help but snatch the blood-stained handkerchief from his hand.

"Don't move, I'll do it."