Chapter 18 'Hero'

Shen Boyan glanced at Cheng Wen'an.

"You don't need to worry about it," he said.

Cheng Wen'an shrugged: "I don't know the heart of a good person."

Shen Boyan was speechless: "Are you a good person?"

"Uh." Cheng Wen'an choked, "Not really."

"Come on, everyone wants to be a good person. Idiot. At this point, who can expect anyone to be kind? "That's it. Shen Boyan thought.

He looked away and ignored Cheng Wen'an, but he was thinking about what this man said.

'I took the wrong medicine recently'...recently.

It's also very recent.

Shen Boyan remembered that Cheng Wenjun had occupied a dominant position in Feijin Group in the past few years. Cheng Shunyang, and even Cheng Shunhao, have long lost the right to speak.

As he was thinking about it, the door over there suddenly opened.

Cheng Wenjun walked out. His expression was strangely ugly. After seeing Shen Boyan at the door, he pretended to look better.

"Are you waiting for me, Xiaoyan?" He smiled at Shen Boyan.

Shen Boyan caught a glimpse of Cheng Wen'an sneaking away from the corner of his eye.

"Yeah." He responded.

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Jing also walked out of the room. She looked extremely ugly, and when she heard the conversation between the two, she let out a mocking snort.

Her eyes fell on Shen Boyan, and she didn't look very friendly.

Shen Boyan turned his eyes and did not compete with her.

Cheng Wenjun didn't pay much attention, but turned to Shen Boyan and smiled: "Let's go."

Shen Boyan followed him downstairs.

Cheng Shunyang and Cheng Shuxiu had already left, and Cheng Wen'an had also disappeared. The old house looks a little empty under the exquisite and gorgeous lights.

Cheng Shunhao was sitting alone on the sofa in the living room, and Shen Boyan saw him at a glance.

He and Cheng Wenjun looked really similar. Even as he gets older, you can still get a glimpse of the gentleness and elegance he had when he was young.

At this time, he was alone, sitting alone on the spacious and soft sofa.

Shen Boyan looked at Cheng Shunhao a few more times.

Cheng Shunhao seemed to notice Shen Boyan's gaze, raised his head and glanced at him gently.

There was no deep meaning in that glance, but Shen Boyan suddenly felt a chill.

"What are Xiaoyan's plans for tomorrow?" Cheng Wenjun was still asking him without realizing it.

"I have to go to school tomorrow." Shen Boyan said.

"A friend held a party on the cruise ship." Cheng Wenjun smiled, "I wonder if you would like to take the time to come?"

Shen Boyan wanted to refuse.

He personally is not used to the noisy environment of parties and would rather sleep at home. But...his thoughts changed.

These days, except for Fang Shengyun, he has not met any other friends of Cheng Wenjun.

Maybe you can find something.

Shen Boyan thought so and nodded: "Okay."

Cheng Wenjun's eyes flashed.

"That's great," he said cheerfully. ...

The first time I caught a glimpse of the mess in Cheng Wenjun's family was probably in the autumn of the second year of high school.

Because his relationship with Cheng Wenjun and Fang Shengyun was acceptable, those who were keen on bullying and sarcastic Shen Boyan gradually disappeared from his life.

Staying at home has to face Wu Chen's lukewarm face. Unlike during the Chinese New Year when he was busy dealing with relatives, the long summer vacation also left him free and had more time to find fault with Shen Boyan and Shen Boxuan.

Shen Poxuan and Wu Chen almost had a small quarrel every three days and a big quarrel every two days. Most of the time, Wu Chen couldn't quarrel with Shen Poxuan, and would only stumble them behind their backs.

Therefore, even though Shen Boyan is relatively slow in emotional perception, he still feels uncomfortable staying at home.

So when he returned to school, looking at the textbooks piled up on the table, Shen Boyan actually felt a little relaxed.

At least the numbers and formulas aren't as difficult to understand as humans, nor do they exude a haunting malevolence.

However, Shen Boyan did not meet Cheng Wenjun on the first day of school. After school, Fang Shengyun came to Fang Youhan alone.

Shen Boyan looked at it and couldn't help but ask: "Where is Mr. Cheng Wen?"

Fang Shengyun paused.

"He ran into a little trouble." Fang Shengyun said, "His two 'brothers' have transferred to the school."

"Ah, those two people." Fang Youhan obviously didn't know anything like Shen Boyan. "Why so fast?"

Shen Boyan looked at them blankly: "Who?"

"Hi," Fang Shengyun shrugged, "It's not a secret. Cheng Wenjun's father's raising of a mistress and mistress was exposed, and he was having trouble with his mother. "

It seems like his father has won."

"Uncle Cheng is really that..." Fang Youhan muttered, "Aunt Jiang didn't let those two children in, so he smashed up Cheng Wenjun's room. ."Is this the case?

Shen Boyan was even more confused.

He and Cheng Wenjun didn't see each other much during the summer vacation. The last time they spoke face to face was more than ten or twenty days ago. But the frequency of chatting on the Internet is not very low. Shen Boyan has counted it, at least once a day.

As a friend, it's just right.

The day before yesterday, Cheng Wenjun took a picture of the newly raised mint on the balcony.

The leaves are dark green in color and look cool and refreshing in the sun.

Shen Boyan struggled to remember that Jiang Jing seemed to occasionally come to the school to see Cheng Wenjun before the summer vacation.

Cheng Wenjun's mood would get worse every time he was approached by Jiang Jing. So he asked, "Did their family start quarreling before the summer vacation?"

"Yeah." Fang Shengyun didn't hide it, "It was just that it wasn't a big deal at that time and no one came out to speak out."

"...That's it." Shen Boyan He pursed his lips and said, "Is he still in the class?"

"Yes, but he has a younger brother who came over to make trouble." Fang Shengyun said, "Are you going to find him?"

Shen Boyan nodded.

He nodded and left, quickly walking through the corridors and arriving at the door of the senior year classroom.

A small group of people had gathered at the door of Cheng Wenjun's class. Shen Boyan squeezed through the crowd and heard someone shouting to Cheng Wenjun: "Brother! Are you really not going to let me go home with you?"

Shen Boyan stood on tiptoe and saw a boy with his hands on his hips. His face was flushed red.

"I don't have anywhere to go. If you drive me away, I won't have anywhere to live."

"Cheng Wen'an." Cheng Wenjun stood opposite him. There was no obvious displeasure on his face, nor was he warm. "Sorry, this I can't be the master of the matter."

"If you can't be the master, then who else is there?" Cheng Wen'an refused, "Brother, just let me and Wen Xiu go back with you. Don't wait until death.

" Only then did Boyan notice another boy standing behind Cheng Wen'an.

The boy looked a little dull. He didn't speak, just stood quietly.

From Shen Boyan's perspective, he lowered his head slightly and his expression could not be seen clearly.

"Cheng Wenjun." Shen Boyan suddenly spoke.

Cheng Wenjun turned around in response. Shen Boyan looked at him and said, "Let's go, I'm waiting for you."

Before Cheng Wenjun could answer, Shen Boyan walked through the crowd and grabbed his hand.

"Hey! Who are you!" Cheng Wen'an suddenly became unhappy, "How can you leave just like that?"

Shen Boyan ignored him.

The onlookers didn't want to get involved and moved out of the way.

Cheng Wenjun was pulled by Shen Boyan, seemingly half-assed, but in fact he completely followed Shen Boyan's strength.

Shen Boyan easily took him away from the center of the crowd.

Cheng Wen'an didn't seem to react and didn't catch up.

They fled to the stairwell fire exit. Under the swaying green light sign, Shen Boyan stopped.

"Thank you." Cheng Wenjun's voice came from behind Shen Boyan.

Shen Boyan turned around: "Is he here to trouble you?"

"Yes." Cheng Wenjun nodded helplessly, "No way."

His words sounded melancholy, but the trace of melancholy quickly disappeared from his mind. In the raised smile.

Shen Boyan looked at his expression, but felt that she was not that happy.

"Hero." Cheng Wenjun patted Shen Boyan on the shoulder and said.

"Now we can finally go home."