The world is full of evil towards me

——Memories I don’t want to forget.

I still don't want to go home today.

Qin Lang sat lifelessly on the swing in the park, swaying every now and then.

The wound at the corner of his mouth is still not healed, and there are new cigarette butt marks on his body.

Although if you go home late, you will be beaten worse by the man at home, but if you go back one second late, you will be beaten by one second less.

Because it is still summer, the sunset time is relatively late. It should be dinner time now, but the sky is still very bright.Qin Lang shook his head, and then saw the boy who was also sitting on the swing across from him suddenly swinging vigorously on the swing.

Qin Lang had been paying attention to that boy for a long time.

This boy who also sits on the swing and occasionally writes and draws with a pen also likes to come home late, but although the two of them always sit on this field, they never speak a word.

I don't know why the boy looked so happy today.

Obviously, he always looked lonely before.

"Are you looking at me?" When Qin Lang was distracted, the boy stopped, and then spoke. Qin Lang blinked, and after looking around, he was sure that there was no one around, so the boy was probably talking to him. He speaks? "That's right, what about you, why are you in a daze?"

The boy jumped off the swing with a smile, and then walked straight towards Qin Lang.Qin Lang was a little flustered for a moment, he didn't know how to respond to the boy's words.

Obviously the two of them have been here for so long, but they have never met before, why did this boy suddenly come over to strike up a conversation.

"My name is Shen Qianhe, what's your name?"

"Qin...Qin Lang."

"Qin Lang." The boy named Shen Qianhe raised his hand and pulled Qin Lang's face, "Not bad, this name suits you quite well."

Gorgeous as jade, pitiful.

"What are you doing..." Qin Lang's eyes widened stupidly, he never thought that his face would be grabbed suddenly.

"Haha, I'm going home first, see you tomorrow!" Shen Qianhe did not explain her behavior, but left with a smile.Qin Lang had never seen this boy who always looked lonely smiling so brightly.

Is it because of... him?

Back home thinking wildly, as expected, he was beaten up, and even his mother was beaten up by him.

But my mother can do nothing but cry.

As for Qin Lang, in order to resist before, he took a chair and threw it at him, but the man didn't have any wounds, but he was thrown out by the man and kicked, and he had a broken bone and rested for a long time.

The man said he was the father, and he didn't need anyone to say anything about what he did to his son.

Qin Lang was too weak, too weak to even ask for help.

Teachers today are still annoying.

"Student Qin Lang, can you help me take my homework to the office?"

"..." Qin Lang followed behind the teacher with a pile of homework in his arms.

"Sit down." After Qin Lang put his homework on the table, the teacher kindly pushed Qin Lang onto the chair in the office, and then gave Qin Lang a glass of water. "Qin Lang, you are about to enter the sixth grade, can you keep up with your studies recently?"

Qin Lang kept getting full marks in the test, the teacher's question was nonsense, but Qin Lang still nodded obediently.

Then he noticed that the teacher's skirt was very short today, and his legs were spread apart intentionally or unintentionally, which made Qin Lang inexplicably feel a little ashamed and disgusted.

It's not the first time that the teacher brought him to the office to care, and every time he wears such a short skirt and pulls the collar so low, although he doesn't understand why, but Qin Lang just feels very strange.

The teacher put his hand on Qin Lang's thigh, "If you need any help, remember to tell the teacher. The teacher will help you."

"...Oh..." Qin Lang held back his legs not to kick away the teacher's hand, and felt that the teacher rubbed his inner thigh intentionally or unintentionally. With the gesture of drinking water, Qin Lang concealed the disgust on his face.

The teacher quickly withdrew his hand, and Qin Lang stood up at the same time, saying that he was about to leave the office.

The teacher smiled... ambiguously?Then he nodded and let Qin Lang leave.

"Tsk." Pinching his pants irritably, Qin Lang really felt that everything was not going well.

Although the teacher said that she could help, but the wound on his face was so obvious, she would only talk about it verbally, or wait for him to come to ask for help, right?

He doesn't need this kind of person to help him.

After class, with inexplicable expectations, Qin Lang came to the place he had always regarded as a refuge. Before, if he simply wanted to go home later, now, he had an extra thought of "wanting to go" there.

The reason is because...

"Yo, you're here." Shen Qianhe was writing an essay with a paper and a ratio, when he saw Qin Lang, he raised his hand and waved.

"...Mmm." Qin Lang didn't know what to say, after glancing around for a few times, he asked, "What are you writing?"

"You mean this?" Shen Qianhe turned the notebook in his hand, "I'm writing a poor story."

Qin Lang glanced at the page blown away by the wind, and saw that the "story" Shen Qianhe said was written in the form of a diary.

"Do you like to write novels?" After hesitating for a while, Qin Lang sat on the swing next to Shen Qianhe. It is summer, and many people will not appear in the park at this hour. The weather is very hot, and the chirping of cicadas is also very loud , but Qin Lang saw that Shen Qianhe didn't shed a drop of sweat, and inexplicably felt that Shen Qianhe was very powerful.

Now there are only the two of them here. Originally, few people came to this park, so it can almost be regarded as a secret base.

"No." Shen Qianhe seemed to have thought of something, she was smiling, but her eyes were very cold, "I like drawing."

Qin Lang instantly felt that he dared not speak anymore.

He didn't feel this way when facing his own father...

"Don't talk about me, why do you come here every day in a daze?" Shen Qianhe put away the notebook, and by the way put away the emotions that were revealed just now, Qin Lang felt that the atmosphere in the air seemed to soften from the stiffness just now up.

"I, I think it's pretty good here." Qin Lang felt that he was no longer wary of Shen Qianhe. For a moment just now, he really wanted to tell his own affairs.

But what's the use of saying it, the other party is only about his age, so talking about it will only add to the trouble.

"Really?" Shen Qianhe threw the schoolbag aside, and then squeezed onto Qin Lang's swing.The swing was not very big, and the two of them were almost crushed when they squeezed together, but Shen Qianhe laughed and found it interesting.

Qin Lang stabilized his body, although it was correct to push Shen Qianhe away now, but he couldn't help but shrink his body a bit, and then made Shen Qianhe sit more comfortably.

"I think your troubles are not small." Shen Qianhe pulled Qin Lang over, and then pointed to the clouds gathered in the sky. "Look, it will rain in one hour, believe it or not."

Qin Lang felt that Shen Qianhe's topic was a bit off topic, but seeing that the weather is really sunny now, Qin Lang shook his head, expressing his disbelief.

"If it rains in an hour, you can tell me your tragic story and smile." Shen Qianhe still looked up at the sky, although what he said was to laugh at Qin Lang's experience, but Qin Lang just I don't find it annoying.

What's going on here...

Puzzled, I feel that Shen Qianhe seems to need him now.Need his story, need his misery.

Maybe it's to show that I'm not so miserable?Thinking of Shen Qianhe's lonely face who had been sitting here for a whole day before, Qin Lang thought that Shen Qianhe might have an unfortunate family like him.

Although it seemed that Shen Qianhe wanted to compare himself with other people's misery, Qin Lang suddenly felt at ease when he met someone of the same kind.

So he followed Shen Qianhe and stared at the clouds in the sky. Although the sky is still very bright, the sun has actually almost set.

An hour is neither long nor short, but it is enough to completely darken the weather.

"Snapped--"

"Clap clap clap-"

Qin Lang stared at the sky dumbfounded. He stretched out his hand and wiped his face that was hit by the rain from the sky, only then did he realize that it was really raining.I raised my hand and looked at the electronic watch issued by the school after the No.1 exam last time. It did show that it was an hour later.

Qin Lang turned around and looked at Shen Qianhe excitedly.Shen Qianhe closed his eyes and raised his hand. "The first typhoon of this year is coming."

The rain fell violently, Shen Qianhe's arched palms soon accumulated a little water, and when he opened his hands, the water slid down his arms.Shen Qianhe opened his eyes, seeing that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, he said: "I'm going back, see you tomorrow."

Then Qin Lang looked at Shen Qianhe stupidly as he grabbed his schoolbag and ran away.

How to do.

Looking forward to tomorrow.

He will also follow the agreement and tell Shen Qianhe about himself.

At this time, Qin Lang couldn't tell if he wanted to keep his promise, or if he wanted to tell Shen Qianhe about himself.

He only knows Shen Qianhe's name now, but he doesn't know which school Shen Qianhe goes to, what grade he is in, where he lives, or why he is here.

But he felt as if he had made a good friend.

Hugging the schoolbag in his arms, his body was drenched by the rain like a puppy drowning in the water, Qin Lang also started running, and ran towards home.

Although he knew that he might be beaten and scolded by his drinking father, but Qin Lang expressed that he was not afraid at all.

After the beating is over, it proves that the day will pass quickly.

Then the "see you tomorrow" he and Shen Qianhe agreed will be realized sooner.

look forward to.

I'm looking forward to it.