Going home for Chinese New Year, I squeezed onto a bus with three energetic young women.

Accompanied by four exclamations.

Bai Li and the others also arrived.

At this moment, Lin Xiaoshuang rushed forward and reached the side of the naughty child.

The room was dimly lit, and the floor was covered in dappled light.

Those paper stars that carried the girl's secrets are now all in pieces.

Every tear in the skin was slowly pushing this girl to her breaking point.

"Clap clap clap!"

The crisp sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed throughout the small room.

Lin Xiaoshuang raised her hand and slapped the brat's face repeatedly.

She was on the verge of losing control, and her feet weren't idle either; the sole of her canvas shoe kicked the other person hard in the stomach.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Didn't I tell you, you fucking stand there and don't move, wait for your grandma to take you away?"

Lin Xiao's eyes were completely red.

Her blond hair trembled violently, and she gasped for breath:

"Why?"

"Why?"

She looked at the scraps of paper scattered all over the floor.

It was torn to shreds.

The pencil writing was broken into several pieces.

Even if those pieces of paper were glued back together, there would be no way to restore them to their original state.

That was the culmination of her entire childhood, and all her pride.

Lin Xiaoshuang clenched her fists and her voice cracked:

"What the hell are you doing in my house?!"

The chubby kid's face was covered in finger marks, and his nose was bleeding from the slap.

Having been pampered like a little emperor by his family since childhood, he had never experienced such hardship.

He was writhing on the ground in pain, terrified and wetting himself, but his long-standing tyrannical nature kept him stubbornly refusing to admit it.

"I'm a child!"

The chubby boy covered his face and howled at the top of his lungs:

"You hit me, so you're going to get in!"

Upon hearing this, the three girls behind him immediately became furious.

Bai Li stepped forward and squatted down:

"Hit me however you like."

Bai Li carefully gathered the scraps of paper on the ground together, one by one:

"No one can protect a child like this! I'm telling you."

Bai Li poured the collected scraps of paper into the empty glass jar.

This thing is worthless, but weighs over a thousand pounds.

He raised his eyes, looked at Lin Xiaoshuang who was trembling with anger, and said:

"As for the stars, leave them to me. I'll piece them together slowly when I get back."

Lin Xiaoshuang turned around and kicked the brat again.

The tears on her doll-like face could no longer be held back:

"I can't spell it..."

Lin Xiaoshuang sobbed, her voice broken and intermittent.

She looked at the jar in Bai Li's hand, her heart aching with pain.

"It's broken like this, it can't be put back together..."

Bai Li stood up straight, letting the hem of his clothes get covered in dust.

He gazed into the girl's tear-filled eyes, his tone incredibly gentle:

"So what if there are a million puzzle pieces?"

"I will piece together your elementary school days."

This sentence contains no fancy words.

But it was like a key that pierced directly into Lin Xiaoshuang's heart.

"Big brother..."

Lin Xiaoshuang could no longer stand and threw herself into Bai Li's arms.

She wrapped her arms tightly around his waist.

She tilted her head back, her eyes filled with undisguised love.

She took the jar from Bai Li's hand and carefully held it to her chest.

"I'll do it myself." Lin Xiao's eyes were firm.

"This is for you..."

Bai Li looked at the clumsy yet stubborn little girl and said nothing more.

He simply reached out his big hand and ruffled her little yellow hair a couple of times.

The matter should have ended there.

Unexpectedly.

The brat, who had been kicked to the ground and was rolling around in pain by Lin Xiaoshuang, rolled over...

Something clattered out of the pocket of the clothes.

A plastic Ultraman toy.

The paint on the exterior was already peeling and mottled, making it look very old.

The instant I saw this thing.

Lin Xiaoshuang's eyes widened, and the tears she had just stopped flowed again, pouring out like a torrent.

"Isn't this my toy from when I was a kid?"

She pointed to the little plastic figure on the ground, her voice completely hoarse:

"When my older brother asked me to go home to see my grandma last time, I couldn't find this."

Lin Xiaoshuang was so aggrieved she almost fainted. She squatted on the ground, covering her face with her hands:

"This was the only toy I ever had when I was a child..."

Lin Xiaoshuang sobbed as she accused:

"This brat stole it too, waaaaaah!"

Seeing that Lin Xiaoshuang was almost crying her eyes out, the three energetic young women behind her could no longer contain their anger.

Chen Tingting, with her large floral arm tattoo, swung her arm around her shoulder, her red hair whipping wildly, furious and enraged.

"Damn it, we'd eat shit if we could tolerate this! All of you, get him!"

Li Jiaxin took a long stride, her Martin boots making a crisp sound as she walked:

"That's exactly what I've been waiting to hear, Sister Tingting!"

Zhang Qian followed without hesitation, loudly echoing her response:

"If I don't kick you the first time, I'm your son!"

The three girls swarmed forward and immediately began to beat up the child again.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

The place was a mess.

These young women never follow any rules when they make their moves; they specifically target the most vulnerable spots.

The chubby boy was beaten until he cried out in pain, his previous arrogance vanished, and he could only curl up in a ball, helplessly covering his head as he took the beating.

The noise from inside the room was too loud.

Startled by the commotion, Old Mrs. Lin outside took small steps over and kept banging on the door.

"What's wrong, Xiaoshuang?" the old lady asked, her voice filled with worry.

"Did something happen to your kidneys?"

"That brat isn't dead, is he?"

Inside the door, the group was engrossed in their fight, ignoring Old Lady Lin outside.

They continued beating the girls until they were panting heavily and their strength was almost completely exhausted before they finally stopped.

Chen Tingting glared fiercely at the unruly child on the ground, then beckoned Li Jiaxin and Zhang Qian to step back before turning to comfort Lin Xiaoshuang, whose eyes were red from crying.

Bai Li stepped forward and looked at the brat lying on the ground, unable to move after being beaten.

The chubby little boy had bumps all over his head, but he still held onto the dirty plastic toy tightly in his arms.

"Mine is mine!" the chubby boy mumbled incoherently.

"I've been playing for so many days now!"

"Don't touch my Ultraman!"

Bai Li ignored the idiot and turned to Lin Xiaoshuang to ask:

"Do you want more?"

Lin Xiaoshuang wiped away her tears and shook her head vigorously:

"No... He's been playing with it for so long... I think it's dirty."

Bai Li, having received confirmation, looked back at the unruly child on the ground.

"Do you believe in light?" Bai Li asked directly.

The naughty child clung to his toy and hid in the corner:

"Ultraman will protect me!"

"bless?"

Bai Li repeated softly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out with one hand and snatched the plastic toy.

Hold both ends with your hands and press your fingers together.

With a crisp "crack," he broke Ultraman's head off.

The broken plastic body fell into the dust, and the chubby boy's eyes widened, completely terrified.

Bai Li grabbed the shirt in front of his chest again, and with one arm, lifted the brat up.

With his feet off the ground, the intense feeling of weightlessness made the chubby boy kick wildly in a panic.

Under the terrified gaze of the child, Bai Li's tone was like that of a demon:

"Then ask Ultraman to protect you..."

He slapped the toy fragments onto the other person's fat face:

"Let your light save you..."

"I'd like to see whether Ultraman or I, Bai Li, am bigger in Ping County..."