The boy fought with his classmates because others called him a wild child. The boy's mother came to school to apologize to the classmates, teachers, and parents one by one, and beat the boy in front of them, but the classmate's parents insisted To let the boy be expelled from the school, in the end the school did not keep the boy, so he was expelled on the same day. The boy packed up his things and left with his mother. By the time he knew about it, the boy had already left the school.

He sat alone on the playground waiting for the boy, thinking that the boy would come back and learn how to ride a bicycle with him, but he couldn’t wait for the boy until it was dark, so his grandpa came to pick him up. When he got home, he knelt down and begged his grandpa for help. He was looking for a boy, his grandfather agreed casually, and he really went to look for him, but at that time the boy's family had moved to another city to live and study, and his grandfather did not continue to help him continue to look for him, no one knew about the boy How important it is to him.

Since then, his daily dreams have been with the boy, and at the end of the dream, the boy always smiles and says to him: Little fat man, I miss you...

He secretly asked his father to let him expel the classmate who bullied the boy that day, and his father helped him. That classmate was not a law-abiding master, and the school really found a reason to open him after he was grabbed by his pigtail once.

He has no friends, he finished junior high school alone, he only studies at school all day, and goes for a walk in the playground when school is over. He always looks forward to seeing that familiar thin and small figure, but no matter what happens every time. Let him go away disappointed.

The life in junior high school is not long, only three years. During these three years, his body shape has gradually changed. He is growing taller, thinner, and finally turned into a handsome guy, but he can't see the boy he likes. What he left in the boy's memory should always be the image of a little fat man...

When I was in high school, my grandfather gave up the idea of ​​continuing to be frugal under my father's persuasion. Lu Beiye's high school was not as hard as it was in junior high school. There was a basket full of love letters, and he didn't even look at them. He only remembered his initial heartbeat. The person he thought he would never see in this life suddenly and miraculously appeared in front of him.

The boy blinked playfully, and stretched out his hand to him, "Hi, my name is Mu Yi, can I make friends with you?"

He was wearing a wrinkled white shirt and washed and faded jeans. He held his fingers a little stiffly and smiled gently at him.

That face hasn't changed much from when he was in junior high school. The only change in him is that he has grown a lot taller.

He uncontrollably hugged Mu Yi in front of him, and burst into tears, "We've been friends for a long time..."

Mu Yi looked at him who was so excited when they first met, hugged him with both hands, stroked his back gently, with a gentle smile on his face.

That's great, I got the long-term meal ticket.

If Lu Beiye mustered up his courage and asked the boy for his full name in junior high school, the boy would definitely tell him, "Actually, my name is Xu Zhuoyang."

"But I don't like this name. My father is a bad person. He always beats my mother. I want to follow my mother's surname Mu, so you have to call me Mu Zhuoyang, no, you have to call me Brother Mu!"

But if Lu Beiye said such a word at the beginning, instead of calling him Xiaomu, Amu, Brother Mu, it would not make the two people who were supposed to be together finally give up their love, and the ruthless person went crazy.

Of course that's all for later.

Now he only recognizes the person in his arms, the person he has been looking for for so long, Xiaomu, the person he wants to protect and spend the rest of his life with...

He hugged the person in his arms tightly, and whispered, "Xiaomu... let me protect you..."

Yuan Yi opened his eyes slightly, resisting his dream in a low voice, "I'm not Xiaomu, I'm Yuan Yi."

The moonlight shone on the bed through the window, Xu Zhuoyang just stared at the moonlight pouring into the room in a daze, he sat in the corner, let the darkness wrap him, secretly looked at the deserted brightness.

His sister married far away, his mother passed away, Lu Beiye didn't want him anymore, and he was left alone again.

What my father said is right, he will always be a piece of garbage, nobody wants, nobody loves garbage...

The room was so quiet that he could only hear his own breathing and the sound of the clock. A notification sound from his hand broke the silence. He turned on his phone and took a look. It turned out that it was his father who had only contacted him three months ago. sent a message.

Father Xu: Dad is working on a project recently, and money is a bit tight. You can call Dad 300 million to come to the rescue.

Xu Zhuoyang turned around halfway calmly: I only have this money left, and the rest is for your son.

The last time I spoke was to ask him for money. This family was lying on top of him like vampires, wishing to drain / all of him, and kick him away when he was worthless.

His family in this family is only his mother and sister, and now they are no longer with him. His father remarried and had a new child. The reason they let him, the picked child, stay at home was just to be a cash machine That's all.

He couldn't help but fantasize about when he would no longer be taken from one side, but someone would love him and give him something other than pain, like... a home?

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