Memememememememememememeba! "What's wrong with you Xiaoyang?" asked the clerk of the milk tea shop. "I'm in a bad mood today? You won't laugh all afternoon."

Today, Yuan Xiaoyang went to the milk tea shop as usual and worked part-time as usual, and also worked diligently as usual. However, anyone with discerning eyes could see that he was in a bad mood. He was dejected and his hair was broken.

Hearing this, Yuan Xiaoyang was stunned for a moment, quickly smiled and whispered: "I'm sorry..."

"I don't mean that! I'm just worried about you, are you okay? What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Yuan Xiaoyang supported his smile, "It's just a little tired, it's much better now."

Yuan Xiaoyang smiled at the others, but when it was time to rest, his smile collapsed as soon as he stepped back to the back of the store.

He found a corner for himself that was invisible outside, squatted on the ground, buried his head in his knees, and curled himself into a ball. Today he was a lamb ball that no one wanted to put in his arms.

After the rest time, Yuan Xiaoyang looked up and wiped his face, and when he walked to the front desk, he smiled again.

On the other end, 6 Lang buried his face in the pillow and did not move.

All kinds of chaotic thoughts appeared in his mind. In the end, those thoughts faded away, and only Yuan Xiaoyang's face appeared in his mind.

It only took a few seconds from the time he threw his schoolbag out to the door. But it was enough for him to see Yuan Xiaoyang's expression clearly, which was an extremely injured expression.

After Yuan Xiaoyang spoke for him, he hurt Yuan Xiaoyang mercilessly. He thought Yuan Xiaoyang would cry, but Yuan Xiaoyang didn't, maybe there was, but he didn't see it, but he didn't care about this anymore.

Anyway, he will never really become someone's hero, so why bother to care about anyone?

He is just a useless person, and no one needs to say it, he understands it himself.

He always knew what kind of thing he was. Some people overestimate him, which made him even more embarrassed. He would rather everyone agree that he was bad, and it would be better not to care about him and let him rot there silently.

The phone rang, and 6 Lang looked at the screen for a moment before starting.

"Lang Ge, come out quickly!" said a friend on the other end of the phone, "Someone is making an appointment to fight, come quickly! This time I will kill those cubs!"

6Lang was silent for a moment, and finally a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He was indeed a fight and troublemaker. His brother was right, it was Yuan Xiaoyang who misunderstood him.

"Where? When I get there, I'm just about to beat someone up."

That night, Liu Lang fought hard.

He didn't understand who the person was beaten. Anyway, the rules among them were the same. If the brothers needed them, they would go. Just like last time he wanted to beat the group of Shamatts, Zhou Qiang asked without asking, so he found a group of people.

This time the other party was also a ruthless character, and both sides fought to the death. After a melee, Liu Lang made his fist bleeding, the corners of his mouth were broken, and the saliva he vomited was covered with blood. The few bruises that Yuan Xiaoyang had carefully pushed for him with medicinal oil that day were even covered by new injuries, and he was covered with ferociousness.

6 Lang panted and leaned against the wall, beside him were the gangsters fighting with him, and a group of people were out of breath.

They regarded 6 Lang as real brothers, but in fact, 6 Lang couldn't remember their names. They would just get together with them, and birds of a feather flocked to find some people who were equally traitors to be friends.

"Lang Ge hit a very hard today, knocking down one with one punch!" Someone patted Liu Lang on the shoulder, "I think someone even got his teeth removed."

6 Lang smiled, and the blood from the corner of his mouth flowed out again, and was wiped away by him.

"Those damn people, I dare to take the girls I like!" One of them said, "Look at if they have the courage to look at me with the woman."

This person is the protagonist of this fight. He fell in love with a little girl, but before there was any progress, there were people who were interested in the little girl. Neither of them was good at it and immediately became enemies.

"Hey, your girl is pretty spicy and has a good vision."

"Of course, my chest is so big." The speaker made a dirty move, and a group of people covered in wounds laughed tacitly.

6 Lang also laughed, but it was not the one who laughed at other people's girls, but couldn't help laughing at himself. He fought desperately for the girl he loved, but he didn't even know what the other person looked like, which was really funny.

6 Long spitted blood foam at the ground, thinking that he should really let Yuan Xiaoyang see this way. Yuan Xiaoyang was afraid that those group of samattes were actually a little better, and he was a good guy with those people.

That day, Liu Lang did not go home, and followed a group of people all night.

Usually he is not interested in having fun. Every time he goes out to play with everyone, he often sits aside, drinks his own wine, and plays with his own mobile phone. Those sensual activities are not attractive to him and are bored.

Therefore, every time Yuan Xiaoyang comes, he will push those appointments. Anyway, lying on the bed to watch Yuan Xiaoyang do his homework is more fun than following a group of people around.

However, that night he finally went crazy with everyone, laughing as much as he should and making trouble. Anyway, he is just a useless waste, so it would be better to live a more wasteful life.

6Lang didn't go home until noon the next day.

He was in a mess, dressed in a mess, was covered in wounds, and had a strong smell of wine.

Aunt Chen was greeted by him in the house. Aunt Chen was stunned when he saw him like this and shouted in a low voice: "My young master! What's wrong with you?"

6 Lang shook his head and said nothing, lowered his head and was about to go upstairs.

Aunt Chen hurriedly grabbed him and whispered: "Your brother has been waiting for you all night and is still waiting for you. Don't quarrel with him when you see him."

6 Lang still shook his head and continued to go upstairs.

But as soon as he reached the second floor, he saw Liu Yan standing in the aisle, his face looking very ugly.

"What are you doing again?" 6 Lang ignored him and walked straight to the third floor. But after just taking a few steps, 6 Yan reached out and grabbed him and shouted, "Answer me!"

"Don't you look?" 6 Lang looked up at him.

"What else do you do besides fighting?" 6 Yan's eyes widened, and his face similar to 6 Lang was full of anger.

6 Lang shook his hand away, and the phone in his hand was too strong and he threw it against the wall, making a loud noise. 6 Lang said loudly: "What else do you do besides yelling at me?"

The next second, 6 Yan raised his hand and slapped 6 Lang.

6Lang was beaten to the point of turning his head and widened his eyes.

"What can I do? I make money to support you. When I go home, it depends on your expression. When I see you go to do a bastard again, I have to cheer and encourage you, right? Is it? Master 6?"

"I will give you a good life and spend money on you. Why do I treat you badly? What kind of thing did you live? You still know that you will go home today. I won't come back next time. Should I go to the prison to find you, or the morgue to find you?"

"6Lang, are you worthy of yourself?"

"You don't have to be worthy of anyone, no one cares, you just need to be worthy of yourself!"

6 Yan's eyes turned red when he spoke. The two brothers looked at each other, and their eyes were full of excitement.

Aunt Chen was stunned when she stood downstairs and didn't have the courage to persuade her, let alone how could she persuade her? Xiaolang has been naughty since she was a child and has caused trouble a lot. She is so old and is still ignorant. His brother doesn't know how to teach, and he will beat and scold her when he encounters something. Xiaolang and his brother's relationship is not as good as the relationship with her, an outsider.

She looked at the two brothers worriedly, thinking that if the fight really started, what should I do...

However, they did not fight in the end. They saw 6 Lang bow his head and walk downstairs quickly, leaving the house with a tense face and without looking back.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Liu Lang walked alone on the street. He was handsome but in a mess and often attracted everyone's attention. In normal times, he would have been glaring at people, but today he didn't have the intention.

Today he left home in a hurry, with nothing but clothes and shoes. He even left his phone because he threw away 6 Yan. Now he has no penny.

He didn't even drink saliva all day, let alone eat, even if he was in a bad mood, he was honestly hungry.

He stood outside the glass wall of the restaurant, watching the people inside feast on their feast, and unconsciously licked his lips, like a hungry wolf.

He looked at it for a while and turned around and left again.

If he was still angry yesterday, he was only confused now.

His brother was really angry this time. Can he still go back to this company?

But is that his home? His brother is right. The person who makes money is not him, he is just a parasite. Where does the parasite come from? He just sucks blood everywhere.

But where can he go now?

There are many friends' homes, but when he encounters such a thing, he doesn't know who he can go to.

When I went to Tang Jixiang's house, I must have heard Tang Jixiang say some comforting words that were not itchy or painful; when I went to Zhou Qiang's house, I heard Zhou Qiang's scolding, and then told him not to go home and go out for a while.

But what can he go out and do? He really wants to do this for the rest of his life?

But what else can he do if he doesn't keep going? What will he do?

6Lang looked at the crowded crowds around him, not knowing where he should go.

As he walked, he unknowingly came to the milk tea shop where Yuan Xiaoyang worked.

Next to the milk tea shop is a barbecue stall, so the milk tea shop is still booming at around 9 o'clock in the evening. He saw a few small boys among the clerks busying calmly.

He looked at Yuan Xiaoyang and couldn't help but think of Yuan Xiaoyang's injured expression again.

He told Yuan Xiaoyang that "there is no future", which means that Yuan Xiaoyang will go away and not appear in front of him. This sentence also told him that since he can't be a friend anymore, why should he think of the other person hypocritically?

6 Lang was about to turn his head and leave, but before he could turn his head, Yuan Xiaoyang looked up and intersected his eyes.

He saw Yuan Xiaoyang shrank in reflex, and couldn't help but snorted and laughed, thinking that this guy was indeed a lamb, and he was afraid of seeing him. Okay, he left, he wouldn't let Yuan Xiaoyang be afraid.

"6 Long!"

Unexpectedly, Yuan Xiaoyang suddenly ran out of the store and ran straight towards him.

He stood there, seeing that Yuan Xiaoyang was so scared that he ran to him, and asked with a worried look on his face: "Why are you injured? Is it important?"

6Lang shook his head gently.

"Does it hurt? Is there anyone chasing you?"

6 Lang didn't say anything. Yuan Xiaoyang saw that he was covered in wounds and was so anxious that he looked around and was afraid that someone would come out to beat 6 Lang, so he simply took his hand and dragged him back to the store.

"Xiao Yu! Help me, I'll be back soon." Yuan Xiaoyang said to the other clerks at the front desk, hurriedly pulled Liu Lang to the back of the store, pressing him to sit in the corner where he was sitting this evening that outsiders could not see.

Yuan Xiaoyang asked Liu Lang to sit down and ran around again, took out the medicine from the medicine box, and ran back to Liu Lang.

6 Lang sat, and he half-kneeled in front of 6 Lang, his face full of nervousness and worry, and whispered: "Why are you so hurt? Who has bullied you? Don't be afraid, I'll clear your wounds first..."

Yuan Xiaoyang took normal saline to wash his wounds, and then dipped a cotton swab with iodine to disinfect him. However, the medicines in the store were originally simple to use, with very little capacity, and could not handle 6 Lang's injuries at all.
To be continued...