Everyone in the entire activity area was stunned, staring in disbelief at Bo Yu and Wen Ruonan, who were fighting each other.
The two were tangled together, exchanging blows, neither willing to yield to the other.
Wen Ruonan was clearly taller and sturdier than Bo Yu, but when Bo Yu fought, he was like a crazed little calf, refusing to give even half an inch of ground.

The kids in the Miaomiao Class were all shocked; no one dared to make a move.
Normally, Wen Ruonan relied on being tall, sturdy, and good at fighting, combined with his superior family background, to frequently bully classmates. He also loved snatching other people’s things. Everyone dared to be angry but didn’t dare to speak up, only able to silently endure it. This was the first time Wen Ruonan was being pinned down and beaten.

Bo Yu straddled Wen Ruonan, his fists falling one after another, raining down on Wen Ruonan’s body like a violent storm.
Wen Ruonan was beaten until he shrieked and squealed, but he wasn’t a pushover either. Getting ruthless, he suddenly jerked his head up, slamming into Bo Yu’s stomach, knocking Bo Yu to the ground, and then threw his fists at him.

Gu Qichi had been shoved against the wall. He saw stars and couldn’t open his eyes for a long while. By the time he recovered his ability to think, he finally saw Bo Yu and Wen Ruonan wrestling together not far away.
Bo Yu wore a ferocious expression. He snatched the little bulldozer back from Wen Ruonan’s hand and pushed the boy away: “Try snatching his things again, I dare you!”

His possessiveness over Gu Qichi was exceptionally strong—not just over Gu Qichi himself, but also over Gu Qichi’s belongings.
What belonged to Gu Qichi could only belong to Gu Qichi; even Bo Yu couldn’t take it away.
But Wen Ruonan had not only snatched Gu Qichi’s thing, but had also dared to push him, causing Gu Qichi to get hurt. There was absolutely no way Bo Yu would tolerate that.

In the end, Wen Ruonan couldn’t fight Bo Yu to the finish. Bo Yu used too much strength and was even more ruthless than he was. He simply couldn’t beat him. With the wounds on his body aching dully, Wen Ruonan had never suffered such great hardship. Thinking of this, he couldn’t hold it back and started bawling loudly.
“I won’t snatch it, I’ll never snatch it again…”

Bo Yu let go, his face still not showing a good expression: “You’d better do what you say.”
After speaking, he immediately ran non-stop to the corner where Gu Qichi was, still tightly gripping that little bulldozer in his hand.
Bo Yu bent down and handed the little bulldozer to Gu Qichi: “Chichi, here, your little bulldozer.”

When Gu Qichi saw the faint traces of blood seeping from his palm and the purplish bruise pounded onto the corner of his lip, his eye rims instantly turned completely red, and large drops of tears fell.
Bo Yu suddenly panicked. Feeling at a loss, he put down the little bulldozer, knelt on the ground, and reached out to touch the purplish bumped area on Gu Qichi’s forehead, rubbing it gently.
Bo Yu: “Chichi, don’t cry. Does your head hurt a lot? I’ll rub it for you, don’t cry anymore, okay?”

Gu Qichi’s nose was bright red, his teary eyes blurry. Watching Bo Yu clumsily coax him, he cried even harder.
With a trembling voice carrying a sobbing tone, he gently touched the broken skin at the corner of Bo Yu’s mouth.
“Bo Yu, does it hurt?”
“It must hurt so much, you shouldn’t have gotten into a fight because of me.”

Bo Yu was just about to wave his hand like a little manly man and say it didn’t hurt at all, but seeing Gu Qichi’s worried appearance, his heart stirred, and as if possessed, he changed his tune: “Chichi, it hurts so much, can you blow on it for me?”
He was usually used to being tough, always a little tyrant, and never willing to yield to anyone. So when he said these words, Gu Qichi was first stunned, and then his mouth puckered even more.

Tears swirled in his eyes, large drops falling down, only to be held back by Gu Qichi.
He leaned in close, gently lifted the hair on Bo Yu’s forehead, and puckered his lips to gently blow on it for him.
A slow stream of air blew past, as light as a feather.
“Does it still hurt?”

Gu Qichi blinked and asked him, his eyelashes wet with tears and tangled together, looking like a startled little bird, provoking tender affection.
Feeling Gu Qichi’s care, Bo Yu’s tail was about to wag up into the sky. Although his wounds still hurt, it didn’t matter at all—Chichi was coaxing him!

At the other end of the corner, Wen Ruonan, whom no one was paying attention to, looked at Gu Qichi and Bo Yu snuggled together, then touched his own swollen cheekbone. His mouth puckered fiercely, and he cried so loud it shook the heavens.
By the time the teachers heard the news and rushed over, Wen Ruonan was still crying, and Bo Yu was still playing the victim. With one on each side, the other children looked at each other in dismay, not daring to step forward.

Teacher Fang looked at both sides with a headache, sighed, and first took Wen Ruonan and Bo Yu, along with the other class’s homeroom teacher, to get their wounds treated.

Grandpa Bo was also startled when he heard the news and rushed over. He never expected his own grandson to commit the act of hitting someone.
Bo Yu’s parents had both passed away. He was raised and taught by Grandpa Bo and was the most observant of etiquette. Grandpa Bo never imagined he could do such a thing.

In the office, Gu Qichi sat on a small stool, turning his head from time to time to look toward the door, waiting for Grandpa Bo to arrive, his face filled with unstoppable worry.
The lump he had bumped on his head had already been treated by the school doctor and was wrapped with a piece of white gauze. Paired with his red-rimmed eyes, he looked very pitiful.
Bo Yu sat beside him, his face smeared with medicine and covered with gauze patches of various sizes. Because he was keeping a cold face, he didn’t look like someone who had been bullied at all.

Teacher Fang paced worriedly in the corridor outside the office, not knowing how to handle today’s incident.
She knew how terrifyingly powerful Bo Yu’s family background was. But normally in class, Bo Yu never bullied other kids because of his family background. On the contrary, he was very enthusiastic, loved helping people, and often helped other kids complete tasks.
She didn’t believe Wen Ruonan’s claim that Bo Yu went up and hit him for no reason.

But if they fought like this purely over fighting for a toy, it would be hard for Teacher Fang to explain to the other child’s parents.
At the other end of the office, Wen Ruonan’s parent was still being aggressive: “Isn’t it just a bulldozer? How much is it worth? Call that kid’s parents over here. I want to see what kind of people can raise a child like this.”
“Our Little Nan was beaten like this, this matter cannot be let go. Where’s that uneducated little thing? Make him come apologize to our Little Nan!”

The shrill voice mixed with the child’s piercing cries echoed in the office, making it seem extremely noisy.
At first, Teacher Fang was still carefully apologizing, but upon hearing the other party’s words, her face couldn’t help but turn ugly. She straightened her back, tried hard to maintain her professionalism as a teacher, and spoke calmly: “Wen Ruonan’s father, please pay attention to your phrasing. Do not say such malicious things to other children.”

Teacher Fang: “Furthermore, according to what everyone said, it was classmate Wen Ruonan who bullied Gu Qichi from our class first, snatched his thing, and even pushed him against the wall. Classmate Bo Yu couldn’t stand watching it and only helped to try and get the bulldozer back.”
Teacher Fang: “Bo Yu hitting people is wrong, but don’t you think classmate Wen Ruonan is also at fault?”

Her words were firm and resonant, and her volume was loud, startling Wen Ruonan’s father a bit.
The man froze for a moment and was about to say something else when Bo Yu walked in holding Gu Qichi’s hand.
Even though he was just a child, Wen Ruonan’s father involuntarily felt intimidated by the aura surrounding him, as if he were being stared down by a ferocious wolf cub.
He broke out in a cold sweat for no reason.

Bo Yu stared at him, walked to Teacher Fang’s side, tilted his head up, and said to Wen Ruonan’s father: “Are you saying I am uneducated?”
He smiled. He still had bruises on his face from fighting Wen Ruonan. Then he lowered his head, looked at the dog-relying-on-its-master Wen Ruonan opposite him, and tugged the corner of his lips: “What, don’t you dare tell your dad who the real uneducated thing is?”

Wen Ruonan shuddered violently, his hands involuntarily curling up. He cast a guilty glance at his dad, then withdrew his gaze.
“What are you talking about, I don’t know.”
Looking at Bo Yu’s face, Wen Ruonan touched his own dull-aching wounds, and evil grew from his cowardice: “Bo Yu, you’re going to be expelled soon. My dad will make you and him roll out of this kindergarten.”

Hearing these words, Bo Yu smiled without his eyes smiling, turned his head to look at Teacher Fang, and asked softly: “Teacher Fang, may I ask when my grandpa is coming to pick me up?”
As soon as his voice fell, the office door was pushed open. Grandpa Bo’s face was serious, his expression very ugly. Behind him followed the kindergarten principal. Teacher Fang turned her head abruptly, and seeing the principal arrive, she was also given a huge fright.

“Bo Yu, Qichi, come here, come to my side.”
Grandpa Bo spoke, and no one else dared to make a sound. Bo Yu led Gu Qichi over by the hand.
Only Wen Ruonan’s father suddenly realized something was wrong. He looked up for a long time, feeling that the old man in front of him looked familiar, but he just couldn’t remember who he was.

But seeing the principal’s attitude towards him, he could guess that the other party’s identity was definitely not simple—he was either incredibly rich or highly noble.
His palms sweated slightly, and he frowned, pondering how to resolve the upcoming situation.
But Bo Yu didn’t give him that chance. He walked to Grandpa Bo’s side, tugged at his hand, and immediately pointed at Wen Ruonan in the center of the office, saying: “Grandpa, it’s him. He called me a bastard with parents to give birth to me but no parents to raise me…”

As soon as his voice fell, the office became so quiet you could hear a pin drop. The principal didn’t even dare to breathe too loudly.
When Grandpa Bo’s sharp gaze swept over, Wen Ruonan panicked slightly but still forcefully steadied his nerves.
So what if he said it? He wasn’t wrong. That guy Bo Yu rode in a luxurious car to and from school every day, but his mom and dad were never inside. Even for parent-teacher meetings and parent-child sports days, his mom and dad had never come.

Wen Ruonan had heard from people around him that Bo Yu’s mom and dad were dead; he was an orphan.
How could an orphan compare to him?
Thinking of this, he gained some backbone, puffed out his chest, and boldly spoke up: “So what if I said it? Isn’t it true? Otherwise, why don’t your mom and dad come?”

Grandpa Bo’s expression visibly darkened. He looked at Teacher Fang, then at the principal, forcibly suppressing his anger: “Little Yu, you take Little Chi outside first. Grandpa has some words to say to them.”
Bo Yu slowly let out an “Oh,” but still indignantly added a sentence: “Grandpa, I want him to apologize to Mom and Dad. You said Mom and Dad just couldn’t continue taking care of me, not that they didn’t want me…”

His voice grew smaller and smaller as he spoke, until at the end, his tone was even mixed with hoarseness.
Gu Qichi quickly noticed something was wrong with his emotions and squeezed his hand tightly in return.
Grandpa Bo lowered his eyelids, bent down to pat Bo Yu’s head, and his tone could be called gentle: “They will, Grandpa will make them apologize to you.”
“So Little Yu go outside first, okay? This isn’t a place for children to stay.”

Only then did Bo Yu go out the door with Gu Qichi.
In the end, the matter was handled very well. Wen Ruonan crying apologized to both Bo Yu and Gu Qichi, and the two children were also picked up to rest at home temporarily for a few days.
By the time they returned to school again, they found out that Wen Ruonan had already voluntarily withdrawn from school, and before leaving, he had also apologized one by one to all the children he had bullied.

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On a certain night at home, Gu Qichi was holding a jack-o’-lantern made by Bo Yu in his hands, lying down and chatting with Bo Yu.
In the darkness, the jack-o’-lantern emitted a clear, warm yellow halo, illuminating the faces of the two children.
Bo Yu stared somewhat blankly at Gu Qichi’s face, as if in a daze.
After a long time, so long that Gu Qichi thought Bo Yu had fallen asleep, he suddenly spoke up.

Bo Yu: “Little Chi, have you ever seen your mom and dad?”
Gu Qichi didn’t expect him to ask this, but then thinking of Grandpa Bo’s words from before and Wen Ruonan’s statements from a few days ago, he opened his mouth, then closed it again.
“I haven’t seen my mom and dad. Right when I was born, I was thrown by the side of the road, and a kindhearted person sent me to the orphanage.”

His tone wasn’t very sad; it was even somewhat flat, as if he didn’t care at all.
But Bo Yu knew that Gu Qichi would also be sad.
He himself cared so much about others saying he didn’t have a mom and dad; similarly, Gu Qichi would care too.
During the time he was in the orphanage and going to the nearby public kindergarten, who knew how many children had mocked him with this matter.
Just thinking about it made Bo Yu’s heart ache for Gu Qichi.

He leaned close, getting very near to Gu Qichi, and hugged him: “I haven’t seen my mom and dad either. It was Grandpa who raised me.”
Bo Yu: “But they all say my mom was very pretty. Chichi, you’re so good-looking, your mom must have been very good-looking too.”
Gu Qichi pursed his lips and didn’t say anything.

Bo Yu thought for a moment and continued speaking, not knowing whether he was comforting himself or comforting Gu Qichi: “How about this, from now on I’ll be the dad, and you be the mom. This way, the two of us will be complete.”
Gu Qichi was a bit speechless at Bo Yu’s terrible idea. The lighting in the room was dim, so Gu Qichi’s expression couldn’t be seen clearly, only the faint shadow cast by his eyelashes was visible.

Gu Qichi tried to correct Bo Yu’s thinking: “Bo Yu, you are a boy, and I am a boy too. Boys can only be dads, they can’t be moms.”
Bo Yu rubbed against him again: “No, you’re my child bride. You will definitely be with me in the future, you already promised me.”
Gu Qichi patiently reasoned with him: “We will be together in the future, but you’ll have to marry a wife, and your wife will also be with you.”

Bo Yu kept a straight face, a bit stubborn: “I don’t want anyone else, I only want you.”
He tried to brainwash Gu Qichi: “Look, besides a wife, the ones who always stay together are moms and dads. You will always be with me, so of course you should be the mom, and I’ll be the dad.”
Gu Qichi frowned, made dizzy by his crooked logic, so he had to continue: “But I’m a boy.”

Bo Yu asked him back: “Then will you always be with me?”
Gu Qichi nodded: “I will.”
Bo Yu hugged him tight in his arms: “Then isn’t that settled? We’ll always be together anyway.”

Gu Qichi thought about it, and what Bo Yu said seemed to make sense too. It was indeed moms and dads who would always be together.
The two children embraced each other and fell asleep, having sweet dreams all night.