Chapter 153

It's fengyulan.

Luo Jian stands at the entrance of the alley with an umbrella. He is very short, about seven or eight years old. He is wearing school uniform and short sleeve shorts. He is carrying an interesting Mickey schoolbag. However, he walks awkwardly. His foot seems to be injured. He has a slight slope.

Luo Jian's father and a LAN's parents are close friends. They met when they were very young. They were still neighbors in the first and second grades of primary school. At that time, they were neighbors. However, Luo Jian was sent to the countryside by her parents for nursing care when she was ill. Later, when she was in junior high school, she returned to the city.

Therefore, to be exact, it was only in junior high school that Luo Jian really got to know Feng Yulan. In primary school, there was a large gap in their communication. At that time, Feng Yulan was something that Luo Jian had never seen.

Was he often bullied when he was a child?

Luo Jian holds an umbrella and approaches fengyulan when she was a child. Little a LAN lowers her head, and there are blue and purple marks on her mouth, arms and legs. She can see that she is fighting with others. It's no wonder that Alan has always been soft tempered and not as strong as other boys. Although he is very cheerful, there are still some people who don't like to look at him occasionally.

When a LAN and Luo Jian are together, they often beat the guys who come to find fault. Usually, Luo Jian is more talented in fighting, so they both stand in front of him to protect him. However, each of them has his own ability. For example, in learning, Alan has always been more intelligent. He remembers things very quickly, even if he never reviews anything before the exam Late mending can also make the goods a good score.

Now think about it, Luo Jian thinks that the extraordinary memory and learning ability of Alan is also a kind of embodiment of spiritual power. After all, the power that Alan reflected in the secret room after that was magic.

Ah LAN seems to have a certain degree of personality split, but I don't know when it started.

Luo Jian thought about this kind of problem. He carried an umbrella to keep up with little a LAN's steps and ran to his side. What surprised Luo Jian was that she seemed to notice something. Suddenly, she turned her head and looked at Luo Jian's direction.

When he was a child, Feng Yulan's face was tender, pink and plump, and his eyes were dark and bright. He was very cute in any way. However, his expression on his face was too rigid and rigid, which didn't look like an innocent child On the contrary, seeing Feng Yu Lan's expression, Luo Jian can't help but recall the expression of owl in the punishment room.

Although Xiao a LAN seems to be aware of Luo Jian's breath to a certain extent, he actually doesn't see anything. He looked from left to right. Seeing that there was no one around him, he continued to walk into the deep lane. He could not see that there was a big living man beside him.

Xiao a LAN went to the deep of the alley. There was a small door in the innermost part of the alley. There was an empty abandoned room inside. The room was very small and narrow, and there was nothing. There was even some sundries of the former owner. On the ground, there was an old cotton wadding and old bed sheet. There was a person lying on the simple "bed".

Small a LAN entered the room, the first is to close the door, in the moment he turned to close the door, Luo Jane followed him in behind. But ah LAN didn't notice, he nervously looked around the surrounding environment, and saw that there was no one around the abandoned and dirty lane, so he closed the door firmly.

Then the room darkened.

Little a LAN groped in the room for a long time. There was no electric light in the abandoned room, so he directly lit the candle lampstand on the ground, and the light illuminated everything in the room.

The room is very deserted. It is estimated that this is the sundry room of a certain owner. It is specially used for stacking sundries, boxes and large bags. There are some tools, supplies and parts, but they are all covered with thick dust. No one has used it for a long time. There was also an old bicycle in the corner of the room, which was parked against the wall.

The debris was cleared and stacked aside, and the empty space was covered with old cotton wadding and old sheets, and a temporary bed was arranged. The person lying on the bed was covered with a blanket, and the person curled up and put his head under the blanket. Judging from the figure, it seems that he is not an adult, but a teenager.

This is the first time for Luo Jian to come to such a hidden place. He has never heard a LAN mention it before. She also conceals some of her secrets. However, although Luo Jian felt that it was not good for her to pry into the secrets of her good friend, she was unwilling to leave. He put her eyes on her.

Luo Jian felt that she had not seen her friend for a long time.

Although he can see him in such a magical way today, the other party can't know the existence of Luo Jian. She can't communicate with him directly, can't shout out his name, and can't hug him.

And the next time they meet, they don't know what year and month.

Luo Jian can't help sighing. He looks at the movements of little a LAN. Ah LAN * * lights a candle and then rummages around in his schoolbag. He finds a lot of things, such as water and some snacks, as well as gauze and potions.

Little a LAN seemed to move orderly. He took out a towel and wet it with water. Then he went to the man who was lying on the bed. He knelt on the edge of the cotton wadding and slightly lifted the blanket covering the person. The person lying in the bed seemed to have noticed and had a keen movement. He suddenly extended his hand, which turned out to be a bright blade.At the moment when the other party's knife was lit, little a LAN was suddenly startled. Luo Jian took a step forward. He thought that the other party wanted to hurt ah LAN, and instinctively urged him to take protective action. However, before the action was taken, the man lying on the bed took back the blade and sat up with difficulty.

He was a teenager, fifteen or sixteen years old, with long black hair His hair, which seemed to have not been cleaned for a long time, was scattered in front of his forehead. His clothes were dirty and stained with blood. He felt like a tramp.

But even so, Luo Jian still recognized this young man It's Duan Li.

Luo Jian couldn't help blinking. He realized that Duan Li and ah LAN had known each other a long time ago.

But it seems that after this, they meet again, but they fight each other, and they don't know anyone. Luo Jian remembers Duan Li also chased ah LAN, which is the reason why she doesn't like Duan Li very much, but Why is that?

Little a LAN is not afraid that the boy in front of him will shine a knife on him. He raises his wet towel, climbs up to Duan Li's body, and wipes each other's cheek with a towel. Duan Li doesn't resist. He holds the child's waist in one hand and allows him to hold a towel to wipe on his face.

Duan Li had not been disfigured at this time. It was a pretty face to wipe his face dry. His hair was too long and too bad. Moreover, there was a bloody wound on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to have been cut by some sharp weapon. When you wipe his face, little Alan will be very considerate to avoid the wound.

"I brought you water and snacks." Little a LAN's stiff face finally appeared a smile, slightly showing that kind of child's naive and lovely, he also reluctantly rubbed in Duan Li's chest.

Duan Li's attention was not in what he said. He touched the child's face and frowned: "did you fight with the class again?"

Little Alan frowned unconsciously. Thinking of this, his small face was wrinkled into a ball. Ah Lan said, "they scribbled on my exercise book and glue on my chair. I told the teacher and they came to beat me

"It's no use." Duan Li didn't have a good temper to pull a LAN's face, "why don't you beat it back?"

"There are so many of them. I can't fight alone, but it doesn't matter." Little a LAN showed a cunning smile, "anyway, I told the teacher that one by one, plus the monitor to testify to me, the teacher will definitely call their parents one by one, and they will be beaten when they go back."

Duan Li also laughed and pinched ah Lan's cheek. He said in secret, "the cunning boy."

"Brother, don't fight with others." Ah LAN looked at Duan Li in a good mood and said: "you bleed every time, and you don't go to the regular big hospital. The black hearted clinic there must charge a lot more money every time."

Duan Li smiles and touches Alan's head: "it doesn't matter, brother, I have money."

Ah LAN see persuasion, angry puffed up his cheek, "no matter how much money will be spent."

Luo Jian stood quietly in the corner to listen to them. He carefully looked at Duanli in front of him. The distance was still very small. He sent out some bad messages. Luo Jian knew that Duan Li had already entered the secret room, because children of such an age began to emit the smell of blood.

Luo Jian can't help but sigh. She doesn't know whether the relationship between the two children is good or bad, but she can't stop it at the moment, because he finds that the two children seem to have known each other for a period of time. Xiao a LAN can't help but cry for her brother and climb up to him.

Duan Li also came from him. At this time, Duan Li couldn't see his distorted personality in the future. He was gentle and unreasonable. Two people said for a while, seems to be bored, the child from their own bag out of a Gobang, began to fight with Duan Li.

"Where did you get Gobang?"

"It rained in P.E. class. It was changed to chess class. The sports committee member took a lot of pairs, and I secretly touched them."

"What a shame!" Duan Li began to pull the face of a LAN: "this is stealing."

"Not really. I said hello to the sports committee member, and I will return it secretly next time." Ah LAN shakes the pieces out and turns over the black and white pieces on the ground. Two people begin to pick up the pieces by the dim light of the candle.

After that, the two began to play childish Gobang, and talked about some topics that did not seek the margin.

Luo Jianmo, beside her, stayed silent in the dark corner with her umbrella still in her hand and watched two people playing chess by candlelight. This scene seemed a little far away for Luo Jian. He felt that he and they were like people from two worlds. No matter how much Luo Jian wanted to go, it was impossible.

However, Duanli's casual words suddenly attracted Luo Jian's attention. And when he talked about this topic, Luo Jian was even shocked by him, because she heard Duan Li say, "I played an interesting and terrible game, you know, I told you before."

Small a LAN straight * * head: "en, I know, you told me before."Duan Li seems to be struggling with whether he should talk about these topics with Alan. However, when he thinks that Alan is still so small, he can't remember much of what he said. Moreover, he is clever in pun. Even if ah LAN divulges it to others, most of them can't understand it. At the moment, Duan Li can't wait to find someone to talk to.

So Duan Li said: "that terrible game, it seems that a huge group is responsible for it. Ah LAN knows what the group means?"

"A big family of a lot of people." A LAN tilted his head to think about it, and answered Duan Li: "the teacher said that our school is a what kind of group funded to establish it!"

Duan Li rubbed ah Lan's head with a smile: "almost, but this group is terrible. There are many bad people and some good people in it. They are caught by the group and forced to do things. I have come into contact with this one He's crazy about asking for help, hoping someone can help him

"Caught by bad people? Why can't we call uncle police? " Xiao a LAN asked innocently.

Duan Li's face darkened: "because even the police uncle, are the people of that terrible group."

Duan Li's words make Luo Jian feel a little bit bad.

It seems that there are some problems that Luo Jian has not noticed.