That was when I was ten years old. I had just entered the fourth grade of elementary school. Once, on my way home from school, I was surrounded and bullied by several male classmates in the class.
"Hey! Su Ziyue, stop!" A fat boy led a group of people forward to block Su Ziyue's way, and reached out to grab her schoolbag.
"Hey! What are you doing? Give me back my schoolbag!" Su Ziyue shouted in panic and reached out to take back the schoolbag.
"If you want a schoolbag, that's fine, unless you agree to a condition. If you don't agree, I'll throw it on the road. What do you think?" The fat man raised the schoolbag high and looked down at Su Ziyue and said.
No matter how much Su Ziyue stood on tiptoe, she couldn't reach her schoolbag, so she had no choice but to nod in agreement.
"I heard that you don't have a father, right? You little bastard! Hahaha..." The fat man and a group of younger brothers looked at Su Ziyue with contempt and laughed loudly.
Su Ziyue stared at them fiercely, but did not speak. She indeed did not have a father.
"Hey! Why don't you say anything? Are you assuming that you are a bastard? As long as you admit that you are a bastard, we will return your schoolbag to you, otherwise..." The fat man threatened Su Ziyue while saying
The act of throwing away the schoolbag
Su Ziyue quickly shouted: "Don't throw it away, please!"
There were already tears in my eyes, but I couldn't hold back the tears.
"Ouch! I'm going to cry, you're so pitiful, you little bastard!" Fatty and his companions laughed wildly and pushed Su Ziyue to the ground.
In an instant, Su Ziyue's soft and fair skin was scratched, and blood flowed out faintly.
Holding back the bursts of pain in her body, Su Ziyue shouted to the group of people: "Give me your schoolbag back!"
"Hurry up and say you are a kid..."
"What are you doing? With so many people bullying a girl, does it count as a man?" Suddenly a stern voice interrupted the fat man's words.
"Hey! Where did you come from..." Before he could finish his words, the fat man felt dizzy, and there seemed to be a stream of warm liquid flowing out from under his nose.
"Boss, you have a nosebleed!" a short boy exclaimed.
The fat man quickly covered his nose with his hand, took his hand away and saw the blood on his hand. He became very angry and punched the boy.
"Be careful!" Su Ziyue felt her heart tightening and shouted anxiously to the boy.
The boy dodged nimbly, and then punched the fat man in the round stomach.
"Ouch! It hurts so much!" The fat man had no time to dodge, and grinned in pain, wailing in pain.
After a while, he roared at his companions: "If you don't avenge your boss, beat him!"
How could those guys dare to step forward? Each and every one of them was so frightened that they kept retreating, and some even ran away.
"Boss, we suddenly remembered that we have something else to do. Let's go home first." After saying this, they all ran away.
"Hey! Come back here!" The fat man's face turned red with anger.
Suddenly, the fat man raised his head and saw a pair of sharp, cold eyes staring at him fiercely. He felt a chill coming over him instantly, his legs were trembling, and he begged in fear: "Please, don't hit me.
I will never bully anyone again.”
"This is what you said. You must remember it. If I see you bullying the weak again, don't blame me! Get out!" The boy stared at the fat man and said fiercely. After hearing this, the fat man rolled over and crawled.
The ground disappeared
The boy turned around gracefully and said softly to the stunned Su Ziyue: "I didn't scare you? Come on, let me help you up." As he said that, he stretched out his fair and slender hand.
Su Ziyue cautiously stretched out her dusty little hands, and the boy pulled her up. When she touched those elegant and white hands, Su Ziyue felt a warm current flow into her heart, and her whole heart suddenly felt warm.
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"Here, your schoolbag." The boy said gently, picked up the schoolbag from the ground, patted it clean with his hand and handed it to Su Ziyue.
"Thank you!" Su Ziyue lowered her head and said softly.
"My name is Ling Yiyun, what's yours?"
"Su Ziyue!"
"Don't worry from now on, I will protect you!" Ling Yiyun vowed to Su Ziyue.
"Well, thank you!" Su Ziyue raised her head in surprise and looked into Ling Yiyun's bright and clear eyes.
"You can call me brother from now on, okay?"
"Okay, Brother Yun!" Su Ziyue called sweetly and couldn't help but smile.
So the two of them walked home hand in hand.
That year Su Ziyue was ten years old and Ling Yiyun was twelve years old.