"The son of a fugitive!"
Today is two months and three days since Yan Donghai escaped. He has heard similar words countless times. When he walked through every inch of H1 Middle School and everyone he met, he could hear similar words.
But it doesn't matter, because today is also his last day in H City.
H city is nothing to him, it is a place where he has lived for seventeen years, his home, or just a place he will never return to.
Yan Han couldn't understand and didn't want to think about it.
Most of the things at home were sealed, and all he could take away were only two sets of clothes, a photo album, and Zhao Min's painting album, which were so few that he couldn't even fill the box.
The familiar yet unfamiliar platforms in his memory gradually faded away, finally converging into a point and disappearing from Yan Han's sight.
"Get a divorce!"
Lu Tiancheng didn't know how long Tian Li and Lu Mingzhi had been arguing. He only knew that from the time he could remember, there was nothing but deathly silence at home. That kind of happy family atmosphere seemed to have never happened in his home.
Lu Tiancheng closed the bedroom door and plugged in his headphones. Dynamic music flowed from his left ear to his right ear, and the noisy drum beat covered up the quarrel.
The world is finally quiet.
Regardless of divorce, the world can continue to be quiet like this.
Lu Tiancheng's eyelids began to tremble. Accompanied by the strong music, his vision gradually blurred and eventually turned into darkness.
"My deskmate! Run quickly!"
Once upon a time, Lu Tiancheng screamed that he hated iron.
"My deskmate... Please run slowly."
This time, Lu Tiancheng only hated himself for not being able to make steel.
But it doesn't matter, there will always be someone waiting for him one step before the finish line.
A school bully with no family affection and a gangster gangster x A school bully who was thrown into jail by public opinion and forced to transfer to another school
Intention: Go both ways
