After I became a soft little zombie, I was spoiled by the doomsday boss

Jin Kaiyu Chapter (2)

Fang Xi may not know, but I actually met him before the end of the world.

At that time, just like now, he was a bully in school and was often bullied, including the boss's son.

Oh, me too, I am an accomplice.

But I never take the initiative to appear in front of him, because I know that his brother is a person with strong limbs and a simple mind but extremely protective of his shortcomings. I don't want to cause trouble to my brother.

In my eyes, Fang Xi deserves it. He can obviously tell his brother that with Fang Tong's temper, he will definitely make a big fuss. At least in the future, others will think twice before hitting him.

But he was like a stuffy gourd who refused to talk. He didn't speak when his nose was pointed at him and laughed, he didn't speak when he was beaten, and he still didn't speak after being beaten.

The boss's son bullied him, so in order not to take action, I would stand by and make suggestions. Every time, I could make Fang Xi look disgraced.

The boss's son and his group of followers were laughing, and I was laughing too.

Not only was I laughing, I was scolding him in my heart.

Call him stupid, call him stupid, call him deserved.

But I won't say these words.

I don’t remember the time, but it was probably the eve of winter vacation. The boss’s son and others planned to throw Fang Xi’s schoolbag into the smelly ditch behind the school.

I know about his schoolbag. Fang Xi has been carrying that schoolbag for four years. It has turned white after washing. The stitches on the schoolbag had long been torn, and then someone had used poor needlework to sew it up again.

The boss's son had thought about that schoolbag before and often hid it.

Every time, Fang Xi would be so anxious that he would cry, tears would fall from his eyes, his face would be red from crying, he would search the whole school, and then he would go home in the night with his dirty schoolbag in his arms.

Out of curiosity, one time when they were hiding schoolbags, I took the schoolbag in my hand and looked over it.

The result was beyond my expectation. It turned out to be a hand-sewn schoolbag.

The stitching is very fine in areas where the stitching is not off. This is not something that a big boss like Square Copper can do.

There were two names sewn on the bottom of the schoolbag. One was Fang Xi's, and the other had been half dismantled, but I still recognized it, it was Fang Tong.

I guessed right away that Fang Xi’s mother had sewn this schoolbag, and first gave it to Fang Tong, and then to Fang Xi.

Speaking of which, Fang Xi and I are quite destined. He only has one older brother, and I only have my older brother.

But he was luckier than me. Although his parents died, at least they were competent parents before they died. His mother would also sew schoolbags for the two brothers.

Unlike me, I was the trash thrown away by my parents, and then my brother was thrown away too.

Not only are they thrown away, but they will also come to harm us after they die.

I clearly remember every injury on my brother's body, big and small. The one I remember most clearly is the one on his back.

Burned, such a large piece of skin is all twisted together, and it will never heal.

It was those debtors who poured boiling water on it.

After pouring it on, my brother went to the hospital. He didn't even have time to finish the medicine. He was scolded by the boss on the phone and had to go to the debtor's door with a bloody back.

Splash paint.

Thinking about this, I suddenly felt a little jealous of Fang Xi. He was really lucky.

Although I was thinking this, I still found a rotten fishing net and blocked it under the smelly ditch.

Like my brother, I am a cheap tool in the hands of the boss. I am not so kind as to disobey the boss's son for a little cripple like him, and then bring trouble to my brother.

But actually I kind of hope that this little hunchback can have better luck and leave as soon as school is over without being stopped.

As a result, this little hunchback's life was not as bad as usual. He was caught even after he was halfway gone.

The final result was that he was punched and kicked, then pinned to the ground unable to move. He watched helplessly as the boss's son threw his old schoolbag into the ditch and was washed away by the water.

This was the first time I saw that brat crying so sadly. He was lying in front of a ditch covered in dust and bruises, crying so heartbreakingly that he couldn't even get up.

I made an excuse to say hello to the boss' son and stayed, then trotted over to where I put the fishing nets.

Fortunately, I found the dirty rag bag under the fishing net and was full of stinking ditch smell. I found a branch nearby and carried it back.

This little hunchback changed his face very quickly. One second he was crying with his face full of snot, and the next second he was smiling brightly, holding the little broken bag without letting go.

I touched my nose and turned my head, hey, this little hunchback is actually quite handsome if you only look at his face, and he is not really an "ugly bastard" as the boss's son calls him.

Fang Xi hugged his ugly schoolbag and refused to let go. After a while, he was also covered in that smell.

I took him to the playground sink to wash his old schoolbag. The books in the bag had long been wet. I took them out one by one and spread them neatly on the floor to dry.

This kid really couldn't tell. I took so many notes. I thought I had studied hard enough and didn't take so many notes.

I couldn't help but look back at him, and he was squatting by the sink washing his schoolbag.

"If this keeps going on, this kid will be able to get into a good school." I thought.

After drying the books, I went to watch him wash them.

I didn’t expect that he is so small but very strong. No wonder he can wash the bag and turn it white. I kindly remind you:

"Wash it more gently and follow your method. If you wash it twice more, this little broken bag will be completely useless."

The boy raised his face and smiled silly at me, washing his hands even harder.

As a result, I pushed him away in a daze, grabbed the small torn bag from his hand and washed it myself.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’ve never done anything like this before. Except for myself and my brother, I haven’t washed anything for anyone else.

The boy's grin grew wider and wider next to me, and the corners of his mouth almost reached the base of his ears.

I lowered my head and didn't dare to look at him. Suddenly my eyes saw those two names, and finally I couldn't help but ask why only half of his brother's name was left.

Fang Xi touched his head and said with a silly smile:

"Hey, my brother originally wanted to help me remove it, but I didn't want to. I'm just happy for my brother's name to be with mine."

I nodded, and suddenly I really wanted a schoolbag with my brother's name on it.

He suddenly asked me again: "What's your name?"

I didn't tell him because I had already done unnecessary things and didn't want to cause any more trouble. So I lowered my head and rubbed his schoolbag carefully.

He probably also knew that I didn't want to tell him. His face was sad, but he didn't continue to ask.

The schoolbag couldn't be dried after washing, so I found a plastic bag to help Fang Xi pack his books, and then he returned home with the plastic bag in one hand and the dripping schoolbag in the other.

I also carried my schoolbag home. When I opened the door, I found that my brother was at home. He asked me if I had been praised by the teacher, smiling so happily.

I subconsciously stopped laughing and raised my hand to touch my face. Are you really smiling so happily?

I originally just regarded it as an occasional act of kindness and didn't take it to heart.

In the end, I never expected that my brother and I would almost be killed just by having such a kind intention.

Fang Xi carried his water-soaked schoolbag back, and Fang Tong finally discovered that something was wrong. After questioning him in every possible way, Fang Xi finally relented. Only then did Fang Tong know what kind of miserable life his brother lived in school.

Fang Tong was born tall and strong-tempered, and he came to the school to cause trouble that very day.

Those who had bullied his younger brother were dragged out of the classroom one by one and stood in the corridor. Each of them was slapped twice. The teacher stopped him and slapped him together.

My heart was full of ridicule, because the teacher deserved it. She actually knew that Fang Xi was being bullied, but she also looked down on Fang Xi and always turned a blind eye.

Fang Xi had complained to her originally, but she always said it was a joke between classmates.

Fang Tong slapped the students in the corridor twice in sequence, one by one, and finally it was me.

Fang Tong raised his hand, and I closed my eyes, waiting for the burning pain that would follow.

I didn't have any complaints at that time. After all, although I didn't bully the little hunchback myself, I gave many suggestions to the boss's son, which caused the little hunchback a lot of misery.

So if I insist, Fang Tong should even give me a few more slaps.

But no, Fang Tong's slap that was supposed to fall on my face was placed on top of my head.

I opened my eyes suddenly and saw Fang Tong looking at me with relief and gratitude, and opened his mouth:

"Thank you for taking care of our family Fang Xi..."

I watched his mouth open and close mechanically, my mind was buzzing and I couldn't hear anything clearly.

No, that's not the case.

No, no!

I am the culprit who bullies your brother. You should not thank me. You want to beat me!!

Hit hard!!

Stop talking, stop talking!!

I was frozen there, as if my whole body was poured with cement, and I couldn't move.

After Fang Tong finished speaking and took away the hand on my head, I realized what was happening. There was a smile on my face that was uglier than crying. I hurriedly grabbed his hand:

"You...what are you talking about? I, I am the one who bullies your brother. You should hit me..."

I don’t believe this myself, so it’s even less likely for others to believe it.

Fang Tong was speechless, but in the end he nodded to me and said "thank you".

I finally completely forgot about it, and all I could think of were two words:

It's over.

Sure enough, when I turned back to see the boss's son, his face, which was red and swollen from being slapped, was full of anger, and his eyes were filled with resentment.

Fang Tong left, and I was dragged into the toilet by the boss's son. He pressed my head under the faucet and stuffed me into the toilet pit.

Fang Tong slapped him twice, and he grabbed my hair and slapped me in the face one after another, counting while slapping.

When he stopped, he counted to 200.

My face was swollen to the point of breaking the skin, I couldn't feel pain, my nose and mouth were bleeding, and I could taste the blood in my mouth after swallowing a sip of saliva.

The boss’s son grabbed my hair and gritted his teeth in my ear:

"Damn it, you dare to betray me, I asked you to tell the truth and protect Fang Xi!! Just wait for me, you and your brother will not have an easy time!!"

He released his hold on my hair, kicked open the toilet door and walked out. I fell to the ground and waited for a while before I got up.

When I limped home, I was taken away as soon as I entered the house and thrown in front of my boss.

The boss and the boss's son are different. To put it bluntly, the two hundred slaps from the boss' son are just an appetizer.

I would be in my boss's office, knowing in my heart that this time I was really finished.

By the time my brother pushed open the office door, panting, I had been beaten half to death. I was huddled in the corner of the room covered in blood. It hurt to even take a breath.

The boss's foot was still crushing my hand hard, and my brother strode over, bent his legs and knelt on the ground.

Kneeling down so easily.

His self-esteem was like the most fragile glass, which eventually shattered into pieces with this kneeling.

I struggled to speak:

"Brother, don't..." Don't kneel, please, brother, I beg you, don't kneel.

My voice didn't spread. Maybe it did, but it was useless because my brother didn't dare to get up. If he got up, I would be dead.

The boss grabbed the crystal glass jar on the table and hit my brother on the head hard, causing his head to bleed.

That's where the scar on my brother's face comes from, and it won't go away no matter how hard it is.

In the end, my brother carried me home. In exchange, he could work as a bodyguard in the casino, but now that it’s gone, he still has to collect debts. I lay at home for half a month, and my brother was injured every day.

He came back, and before the old wounds had time to heal, he went out to inflict new wounds.

The day I finally got out of bed, my brother was sent back by Brother Meng. The debtor's knife was still stuck in his shoulder. The boss refused to pay for his treatment. Brother Meng had no choice but to send my brother away first.

go home.

In the end, Brother Meng couldn't bear it anymore and spent his own money to send my brother to the hospital.

I got up and let my brother lie down.

I sat next to the hospital bed and looked at my brother's pale face. If it weren't for me, my brother should be working as a bodyguard in a casino now instead of going out to collect debts from those desperadoes.

For the first time, I felt filled with hatred.

Who do you hate?

I hate my parents, my boss, my son, Fang Xi, Fang Tong... What I hate most is myself.

Why do you have to be soft-hearted? Am I worthy?!

Just because I acted softly at an inappropriate time, my brother is now lying unconscious in the hospital. Is it worth it?!

Later, the day before winter vacation, I went back to school to collect my things.

Fang Xi didn't know where he heard the news, so he kept guarding the door of my classroom.

When I came out with the things, he trotted over and took a few buns in his hand:

"Thank you... thank you for helping me last time. I made this by myself. It's not valuable, but my brother said it was delicious. Do you want to try it..."

Before he finished speaking, I slapped his hand away, and those white and tender buns rolled on the ground, covered with dust.

He was startled and took two steps back, stroking his fingers uneasily as he considered how to speak.

I didn’t want to see him anymore, so I was about to leave with my things, but he suddenly grabbed my clothes from behind:

"I, I thought... we were friends... you were my first... friend..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and it took me two seconds to hear the last two words clearly.

Friends? Hehe.

I finally couldn't bear it anymore, so I opened his hand, held my hand, and yelled at him:

"Who is your friend?! Look at your appearance, you are lumpy and lame, will you cooperate with me to be my friend!!"

He was stunned by my yelling, and stood there blankly, his eyes getting redder and redder, and finally he couldn't hold back the tears inside and flowed out.

Crying again, crying, crying, just know how to cry!

I've scolded you so much, shouldn't you be feeling aggrieved? Why are you still crying?!

I became more and more panicked. I turned around and ran away, leaving him far behind. Through the corner of my eye, I saw him wiping his tears with his sleeves and squatting on the ground.

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But I saw him for the last time before the end of the world.