Nongmoto Junliang

"Qiangzi, Shunzi, I have something to do today, I'm afraid I can't accompany you, you go back first!" He must find the little peacock today, if Xia Yuanche is not at Red Star, he may have gone to the side It's Shawoer, it's the holiday period, it's possible for that kid to go out to play, but when he heard that Fat Lei is also nearby, he was a little worried, after all, that pervert has a bad reputation, and he was very afraid of Xia Yuanche Mess with that guy again.

After explaining this sentence, he turned around and went into the game hall next to him.

This time, he really didn't search in vain. He found Xia Yuanche who was sitting in the corner and playing games. He didn't know what stimulated this kid. He just shot wildly at the people on the screen. It was so fierce that the little brother next to him broke out in a cold sweat.

"Hey, are you coming out to play?" Seeing Xia Yuanche, Nong Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly... the person he treats with all his heart thinks of him that way.

He hugged his knees, shrunk himself into a small ball, sat there, motionless, just wanted to let time slip by, let the rays of the sun gradually dye his cheeks, releasing magnificent colors, he was still indifferent.

At this time, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps, and only heard Xia Yuanche's panting voice next to his ear, "Why are you hugging your legs?"

Nong Lang raised his head and faced Xia Yuanche's clear and transparent eyes. It felt like someone pried open a hole in the frozen river. The small, weak hole slowly flowed into a warm current.

It's surprise, it's surprise!

It's clearly freezing cold now, but Xia Yuanche's forehead is dripping with sweat, as if he just finished a 3000-meter long-distance race.

Seeing Nong Lang still holding his legs in a daze, the pimple on Xia Yuanche's eyebrows deepened, "You fucking want to be crippled, don't you?"

He violently pulled Nong Lang's arm away, and began to roll up his trouser legs, revealing the mottled scars on it, and then saw him remove a backpack from his shoulders, he opened the backpack, and even took out the disinfectant. Potion, red potion, cotton wool, scissors and gauze.

"You just... went home?" Nong Lang stared at Xia Yuanche's handsome side face in disbelief. Xia's house was really about three kilometers away from here, and it was six kilometers every time he came back. There was nothing in those days Taxi, as a junior high school student, it is impossible to go home with a face-to-face meeting.

"I wanted to go to the pharmacy to buy it, but I found out that I gave all the money to the boy in the game hall, and I didn't even have the money to go home by car. Are you in a hurry?" Xia Yuanche said, and the money in his hand The action didn't stop.

This kind of Xia Yuanche is like a small stove, clutching Nong Lang's frozen heart, but when he thought of the hurtful words he said at the entrance of the game hall just now, he suddenly pushed Xia Yuanche away, "Aren't you fucking Say, don’t mind your business in the future? Why are you still going back and forth?”

Xia Yuanche let out a barely audible sigh, did not answer, and quietly helped him treat the wound. This time, Nong Lang was still unwilling to push him away after all.

Looking at the large area of ​​bruises, he never believed that it was the result of his own kick. Even with the knowledge of only 13 years old, he can be sure that just kneeling like that is not enough to make Nong Lang's knee hurt like that.

"What's the matter with your knee?" Xia Yuanche poked his knee a few times with his fingers, and Nong Lang suddenly felt so painful that he wanted to scold his mother.

"Fuck, can you take it easy?"

"Tell the truth, tell the truth, I won't poke anymore!" For the first time in so long, Xia Yuanche raised the corners of his lips, showing a smirk, the wolf's claws continued to wreak havoc, but he still decided to let Nong Lang go The horrible knee turned to "attack" his waist, which is the most "vulnerable" place of Nong Lang.

In fact, being poked by him like this is not an unbearable pain, but it seems to be electrified, and it can cause numbing currents wherever it goes. When Xia Yuanche's fingers touched the softest part of his waist, there was a strange feeling The electric current went through Nong Lang's whole body immediately, he dodged subconsciously, but Xia Yuanche firmly restrained him, the two teenagers just entangled in the corner of the campus, laughing into a ball.

"Alas! Don't make trouble, kid! It's so itchy!"

"Haha, I'm telling you to die! If you don't tell me the truth! If you tell the truth, I will let you go!"

The two quarreled for a while, Xia Yuanche's eyes seemed to be shattered into the starry night sky, shining like a river of stars, making Nong Lang indulge in it for a while, these eyes are so beautiful that no one can resist.

Seeing that Nong Lang didn't move, Xia Yuanche just looked at him for a moment, and the roots of his ears became hot. He turned his eyes away in embarrassment, and then remembered that he hadn't achieved his goal, so he continued to "coerce and lure" and said, "Stinky boy!" , are you going to say it or not?"

Nong Lang was cornered by his posture, and finally broke free from him, "Damn it! I'm not doing it for you!" He is not a saint, and he doesn't want to do good deeds without leaving his name. His own father, however, was terribly disgusted by this brat.

Xia Yuanche was taken aback by Nong Lang's blurted words, "For me? What do you mean? Don't tell me, it's just my foot that hurt you like this? I didn't try hard at all!"

Xia Yuanche was a little annoyed, he obviously didn't expect that Nong Lang's injury was really related to him, but how could it be?How is that possible?His mother's words in the morning, the scarred knee in front of him, and Nong Lang who used to sit alone in the room smoking a cigarette, the scenes were connected together again, making him suddenly understand something.

"Did your father do it? Is it because of my father?" Xia Yuanche stared at Nong Lang in astonishment. He even felt his body trembling. What kind of father would make his son's legs into a mess? that?

Nong Lang slowly got up from the ground, he put down his trouser legs, and lightly brushed the dirt on his body, his movements were casual, as if he had not been injured at all, but his movements were obviously slow, and then he said nonchalantly, " I'm fine, not what you think!"

"Damn it! Tell me what the hell you said before you leave! Did your dad beat you because of my dad's job transfer?" Xiao Xia, who has always been abiding by civilized etiquette, finally burst into foul language. Can't help grabbing Nong Lang's arm.

Nong Lang wanted to break free, but his knee twisted again, and he broke out in a cold sweat because of the pain. Who told him to hold his knee for a long time, which caused the blood to block.

He could no longer hide the pained expression on his face, he groaned, unable to stand upright in pain.

It might be impossible for him to sit down now, Xia Yuanche hurriedly squatted down, "Come up quickly, I'll carry you to the hospital."