【26】 Don’t Cry, Little Tabby Cat
Feeling the person in his arms trembling, Jiang Yan felt even more heartache.
Just then, Zhao Biao crawled up nearby, shaking the fat on his face, looking viciously at Jiang Yan.
“You dare to hit me?”
“You stinky bitch, unexpectedly running outside to mess around with this pretty boy without shame.” Zhao Biao clenched his fist, insulting Wen Ran. “Wait until I deal with him, I’ll beat you to death!”
Bang!
As soon as his voice fell, he took a punch to the face.
The massive impact caused Zhao Biao to spit out blood. He stared with wide eyes at Jiang Yan, who had just thrown the punch.
“Mouth so dirty, did you just come out of a toilet?”
Jiang Yan took two steps forward, fingers resting on his collar, loosening it.
Even when angry, his movements remained incomparably noble. Then, he punched Zhao Biao on the chin again.
Zhao Biao’s face swelled high from the beating. Originally fat, he now looked even more like a risen bun. Roaring, he charged at Jiang Yan, attempting to use his weight advantage to crush him.
This guy is tall, but he surely can’t withstand a tackle from me!
But his movements were too clumsy. Jiang Yan sidestepped easily and even threw an elbow into his back.
Zhao Biao cried out in pain, hunching his body and stumbling forward a few steps. He was short to begin with, and bent over like this, he wasn’t even as tall as Jiang Yan’s legs.
Jiang Yan stepped him directly into the ground with one foot.
Zhao Biao tried to get up but found he couldn’t move at all.
How is his strength so great!
Jiang Yan looked down at him from above, the disgust in his eyes undisguised.
“Deal with me? Are you worthy?”
He had seen this man hugging Wen Ran when he came downstairs earlier, and the man dared to humiliate Wen Ran right in front of him.
Does he really think no one dares to check him!
Jiang Yan had made up his mind to teach this lecherous man a lesson. He actually rarely fought with people and was a bit worried about scaring Wen Ran. He turned to Wen Ran and said, “Ran Ran, you go upstairs first.”
“Leave this to me, okay?”
Completely different from the cold oppression when speaking to Zhao Biao—gentle and patient.
Zhao Biao even felt he was coaxing Wen Ran.
Wen Ran didn’t speak. He hadn’t recovered from the massive shock yet.
Asked him for sixty thousand, sold the ID to Zhao Biao for fifty thousand. Added together, it was ten thousand more than his total prize money of one hundred thousand.
Li Fenlan didn’t know about taxes. Since she couldn’t cheat a hundred thousand directly from his hands, she came up with such a disgusting and insidious method.
To earn ten thousand more, she sold him to this disgusting man…
Seeing his dazed appearance, Jiang Yan sighed.
“Then Ran Ran, you wait for me here. Don’t run around. I’ll come back to find you in a bit.”
Jiang Yan didn’t want Wen Ran to see these bloody scenes. He grabbed Zhao Biao by the collar directly, dragging him toward the corner.
Zhao Biao was terrified. His fat body scraped against the ground, creating bloodstains. Then, he was thrown onto the ground like trash.
He was truly afraid now that the man in front of him would torture him. He immediately begged for mercy:
“Wait a minute, can you not hit me? I can tell you about that bitc—no, about Wen Ran’s matters!”
“But I don’t like listening to people talk nonsense,” Jiang Yan slowly folded up his sleeves. “If there’s anything I want to know, I will ask Ran Ran myself.”
More than ten minutes later, Jiang Yan returned and saw Wen Ran still standing in the same spot.
He went over and stood in front of him, wanting to make him happy. “Whose little friend is this obedient? So good.”
Wen Ran still didn’t answer. His eyes were brimming with tears. He didn’t understand why his own biological mother hated him so much.
Seeing him like this, Jiang Yan knew they couldn’t go home right now. Wen Ran definitely didn’t want to be seen by Song Zixuan.
So he took the initiative to propose: “Want to go for a walk?”
Wen Ran nodded upon hearing this and reached out to wipe his tears.
The two walked side by side on the road. Wen Ran walked very slowly, and Jiang Yan matched his pace. Wen Ran didn’t speak, and he didn’t speak either, just accompanying the other party loop after loop on the streets outside.
They walked for over an hour before Wen Ran finally spoke up:
“I was sold to him by my mother.”
“When I was fourteen, the year I graduated from middle school.”
Zhao Biao was gay. His parents spoiled him excessively and were determined to find him a partner. under the instigation of Wen Ran’s stepfather, they agreed to send Wen Ran over.
To prevent Wen Ran from running away, they locked him in a dark little room. On the way to be delivered to Zhao Biao’s house, Li Fenlan’s heart softened for a moment, and she let him go.
But she didn’t give him his ID card. Wen Ran originally thought this was his mother’s last bit of love for him, but he didn’t expect she only used the ID card as leverage to make him send money.
Deception time and again had worn away those feelings in his heart. And the last trust he decided to give became the final straw that broke the camel’s back, turning into a sharp sword that stabbed ruthlessly into his chest.
Wen Ran sometimes wondered if he was really that annoying. His biological mother didn’t like him, the boyfriend he dated didn’t like him. He was simply rotten to the mud.
He vented all this out, tears already covering his face.
“Jiang Yan, I really am… very rotten, very disgusting.”
Wen Ran sat on the curb and covered his face with his hands.
In the four years he had been out, being bullied, injured, pointed at and insulted, played by Li Hao—he had never cried as severely as this.
He was living very hard, but he didn’t know what he had actually gained.
Thought it was a new life, but it turned out to be another, deeper hell.
Wen Ran sobbed, his shoulders shaking, but suddenly, he was encircled in an embrace.
Jiang Yan hugged him, gently patting his back again and again. “Don’t say that about yourself. They are the disgusting ones, not you.”
Wen Ran couldn’t control himself and burrowed into Jiang Yan’s arms. This was the first time he had someone to rely on while crying.
When he had cried enough, he sniffled and rose from Jiang Yan’s embrace.
He looked terribly aggrieved.
“By the way, Brother got the ID card back for you.” Jiang Yan, eager to coax him, immediately pulled the ID card from his pocket and placed it in Wen Ran’s hand. “From now on, you don’t need to have any entanglements with them anymore.”
And if that man wanted to cause trouble, he would at most go back to find Wen Ran’s mother.
Wen Ran clutched the ID card in his hand and heard Jiang Yan continue:
“It is often darkest before dawn, but after that, everything will get better.”
When he spoke seriously, he was exactly like Wind. For a split second, Wen Ran even thought his idol was comforting him.
Wen Ran’s nose soured again, and he choked out: “Thank… Thank you.”
“Don’t cry. Brother will take you to eat something good tomorrow.”
Jiang Yan crouched down, adopting a posture lower than Wen Ran. He took out a wet wipe and carefully wiped his face. “Look, you’ve turned into a little tabby cat.”
The little tabby cat lowered his head in grievance, only to awkwardly discover that he seemed to have gotten snot on Jiang Yan’s fitted white shirt just now.
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