He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 260 The Childhood Sweetheart's Guide to Admitting Defeat (Part 10)

In the late 1990s, gangster movies were all the rage, and the practice of sworn brotherhood was popular.

Zhou Yan wasn't very interested in these things. While his peers were fighting tooth and nail in the alleys after school, forming gangs, vying for territory, and battling each other to the death.

Zhou Yan simply walked by calmly. If he encountered someone who was really domineering and blocked the entire alley, he would politely ask them to move aside.

The other party usually refuses to give way and instead hurl insults: "Who do you think you are? Why should my big brother give way to you? You bastard."

Zhou Yan liked this very much, because it meant he had ample reason to "spar" with this group of arrogant and rebellious elements.

A person with ruthless genes in their bones will fight without regard for their life, seeking the ultimate thrill of a near-death experience.

This would make him feel that he was still alive, still a living person, not a captive, a forbidden creature barely clinging to life under orders.

Despite his failing health, he achieved instant fame and spent a month in the hospital.

Fortunately, it was summer vacation, and Wen Yan and Wen Qingshan went back to their hometown to visit their grandmother, a trip that took more than a month.

Otherwise, Zhou Yan wouldn't dare to be so crazy.

This month, the most common scene was Zhou Yan expressionlessly picking up his mobile phone, answering Wen Yan's call, and listening to her rambling on and on.

After listening, I hung up and continued lying down.

Zhou Min didn't come often, but seeing how serious his condition was, she simply gave him money and asked the older sister in the ward to help take care of him, while she herself came every three days.

Sometimes he's with a man in a suit surnamed He, sometimes he's a car repair shop owner, it's a mixed bag.

Ju Du was handsome and cared for Zhou Min very much.

Zhou Yan emptied his mind and stared blankly at the snow-white ceiling, ignoring everyone.

Only the sweet, obedient voice of the girl inside the big brother's mobile phone would make his eyes flicker a few times, indicating that he was a living person.

With half a month left before the start of the semester, Wen Yan suddenly returned, bringing a bunch of things. She then excitedly went next door to knock on the door, but no one answered.

She then borrowed Bai Wan's mobile phone and made a call: "Zhou Yan, aren't you home?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan, lying in his hospital bed, felt a jolt in his heart: "You...you're back?"

"Yes! It's right in front of your house, where are you?"

Wen Yan waited for a long time before a voice came from the other end of the phone: "...The hospital."

hospital.

Zhou Yan looked at the girl with sweat dripping from her forehead, glanced at the clock, and saw that half an hour had passed.

He got up, helped her sit on the hospital bed, poured her a glass of water, and handed it to her casually, as if she were the patient.

Wen Yan looked at his hospital gown, then stared intently at his face, and asked, "Where are you hurt?"

Zhou Yan chose a less serious spot: "His hand."

"Gone?"

Zhou Yan remained silent for a long time before finally speaking: "And the legs."

Wen Yan looked at him quietly, her eyes slowly welling up with tears: "Anything else?"

Zhou Yan stared into her eyes without saying a word.

The intense gaze from her made his heart skip a beat, and it took him a long time to stiffen his hands and carefully wipe away the tears that were about to fall.

His voice was hoarse and his eyes flickered: "Don't cry, it's not worth it."

Ignoring everything else, Wen Yan pulled open his clothes to check if he was injured.

Zhou Yan tried to stop her a few times, but couldn't, so he gave up struggling and lowered his eyes to let her do as she pleased.

The young man was tall and straight, with a lean and strong waist. His skin, which should have been smooth and delicate, was now bluish-purple.

Front of the chest and back, without exception.

Another tear fell onto her sleeve, making the blue and white hospital gown even darker.

Zhou Yan was at his wit's end; his sleeves were smeared with tears, while the girl's tears continued unabated, making her look like a delicate beauty made of water.

She wouldn't drink the water I poured for her, and she cried even more when I wiped her tears.

After a few seconds of stalemate, Zhou Yan sighed deeply and compromised: "I promise you, I will never do anything to hurt myself again."

Zhou Yan never makes promises, but once he does, he always keeps them.

Wen Yan knew exactly what kind of person he was, and all she wanted was his promise.

So he reached out and took the water, tilted his head back and gulped it down.

Zhou Yan thought the matter was over, but then she heard her say:

"I want to call the police."

The police arrived quickly and conducted their questioning promptly. The group that beat Zhou Yan was quickly taken to the police station and detained.

Wen Yan was filled with resentment and felt unsatisfied.

After her detention period ended, on a dark and windy night, she took 233 and a bag of snakes and threw them into several people's homes.

A scream rang out, and she left satisfied.

Wen Yan had just turned around, her smile still on her face, when she suddenly met Zhou Yan's cold, lifeless eyes.

The young man stood there quietly, his eyes dark and deep, blending into the night.

Wen Yan was taken aback, then quickly lowered her head: "I was wrong."

"Are snakes poisonous?" Zhou Yan asked calmly.

"No."

"Call them out."

Wen Yan lightly stomped her foot on the ground and said, "Come out."

Before long, a bunch of snakes emerged, wriggling their tails. Zhou Yan collected them in a bag and took them to release them.

On the way back, Zhou Yan asked her, "Why?"

Why did I repeatedly break my vows for him?

Wen Yan looked up at him, thought for a moment, and replied with a very cheesy statement: "Because you are my Achilles' heel."

boom!

It was as if something had collapsed.

Zhou Yan was frozen in place.

He couldn't describe how he felt upon hearing those words; he only knew that his breath caught in his throat and he felt as if he were on the verge of death.

A chilling feeling instantly enveloped Wen Yan's entire body, and she couldn't help but move closer to Zhou Yan, completely defenseless and relying on him wholeheartedly.

After a long while, Zhou Yan took another step.

Wen Yan obediently followed behind, step by step, just like a few years ago, except this time she wasn't carrying him on her back, but stepping on his shadow.

Before parting, Zhou Yan didn't say anything to her, but patted her head and looked at her intently with serious eyes: "This is the last time."

It seemed as if he was speaking to her, yet also as if he were speaking to himself.

Regardless of who it was for, Zhou Yan ultimately decided to be kinder to his own broken body.

Now, he carries not only his own life on his shoulders, but also hers.

He didn't want Wen Yan to go astray because of him.

-

At the end of the last semester of their junior year, Zhou Yan and Wen Yan discussed their plan to transfer directly from the junior high school to the senior high school so that they could continue as before.

Bai Wan and Wen Qingshan also agreed.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Min strongly objected!

"High school is a watershed moment in life. Zhou Yan is my son, and I must be there for him."

The word "son" was pronounced very heavily, as if it were said to someone on purpose.

Bai Wan and Wen Qingshan exchanged a helpless glance. Wen Qingshan then suggested:

"Then you can move in and take care of the two children with Wanwan."

"No, this house is too small."

"Then we can discuss getting a bigger one."

"I have no money."

"We'll cover all the costs."

"No, I feel bad about it."

Bai Wan: "..."

Wen Qingshan: "..."

They had nothing to say.

Sister, I asked for your opinion when we bought the house and lived there before, and you agreed. What kind of behavior is it to go back on your word now?

Besides, you're rarely home, how can you spend time with Zhou Yan?

But Zhou Min didn't care. It was as if she had suddenly become concerned about her son Zhou Yan, and she was determined to force her way into Zhou Yan's life.

Bai Wan was utterly helpless: "So what do you want to do?"

“Let’s send both kids to No. 3 Middle School. It’s close to both our homes, so the kids can continue as before. Plus, No. 3 Middle School has recently hired some experienced teachers who have produced many outstanding students. It’s practically the best of the best, the top high school, and its teaching quality is much higher than No. 1 Middle School…”

No parent can refuse to send their child to a high school that is even more prestigious than the top-tier schools.

Bai Wan and Wen Qingshan are also included.

They exchanged a glance and asked, "Is the information reliable?"

"Reliable, absolutely reliable. You can also ask someone to inquire."