"I want to go home. My mom is waiting for me at home."
When Yu Tang heard him mention his mother, he immediately understood.
The information provided by the system showed that Wei Mosheng's stepfather abused his sick, bedridden mother almost every day, and that his stepfather could only protect his mother when Wei Mosheng was present.
Therefore, Wei Mosheng dared not stay out overnight.
With a click of her tongue, Yu Tang chased after Wei Mosheng, grabbed the boy's arm, and dragged him toward the parking shed.
He took the helmet off his motorcycle and handed it to him: "Put this on, I'll take you home."
Wei Mosheng was not good at accepting other people's kindness, and his relationship with Yu Tang was only a brief encounter in the boxing ring.
So his face stiffened slightly, and he looked somewhat at a loss as he held the helmet in his arms.
"I don't need you to deliver it."
Yu Tang glanced at him: "You can't catch the bus at this hour. A taxi to your home costs ten yuan, the starting price. Can you afford that?"
The boxing ring was at least ten kilometers from his home. It took him more than twenty minutes by bus to get there. He had planned to take the bus home after his first fight, but he ended up unconscious for so long.
Yu Tang's words struck at his Achilles' heel.
Money was what he lacked most.
He wanted to get his mother medical treatment, he wanted to move out of the slum, and he wanted to live like a human being.
Therefore, he had no need to awkwardly refuse the other party's kindness.
Yu Tang had no idea what he was thinking. Seeing that he didn't move, she simply took the helmet herself, put it on Wei Mosheng's head, and secured it. Then she started the car, straddled him, and said, "Aren't you in a hurry? If you know that, hurry up and get on. Don't keep me waiting."
The next moment, the back seat of the motorcycle sank, and Wei Mosheng finally sat on it, holding onto the sides of the motorcycle. A muffled sound came from inside the helmet.
"Thanks……"
As he expressed his gratitude, a system notification sounded.
[Ding—Wei Mosheng's favorability +2, current favorability 2. Please keep up the good work, host!]
Yu Tang was slightly taken aback, then his lips curled into a slight smile. He sped away from the boxing ring on his motorcycle, heading towards Wei Mosheng's residence.
It seems that gaining favor with the villain isn't as difficult as he thought.
The motorcycle carrying the two people traveled through the brightly lit city.
The large, tall wheels rolled over the smooth asphalt road, then into the potholes and mud, finally stopping in front of the dilapidated old building covered in moss.
The sputtering engine noise scared away the old dog scavenging for food scraps by the trash can.
Wei Mosheng pursed his lips and, after getting out of the car, subtly covered the words "No Urinating or Defecation in Public" painted in red on the old building wall.
He took off the helmet and returned it to Yu Tang, thanked her, and turned to leave.
I don't want Yu Tang to hold me back.
Wei Mosheng turned his head and, by the dim light of the street lamp, saw Yu Tang's face clearly.
Unlike his mother's effeminate appearance, Yu Tang was much more masculine.
She has a buzz cut, single eyelids, a narrow and straight nose, and light-colored but not too thin lips—a very sexy shape.
His face is very angular, and he has a slightly roguish look when he smiles, but he's very handsome.
Wei Mosheng lowered his eyes slightly and noticed that the man's expression was natural, and he did not seem to show the slightest disdain for this dilapidated place.
I felt a strange sense of relief.
But then I realized it and felt a little annoyed.
Why should he care about the other person's opinion?
Yu Tang took out an entry pass with Wei Mosheng's photo on it from his pocket and handed it to him.
“You won your first fight. This is your entry permit from the boss,” Yu Tang told him. “With this permit, you can participate in boxing matches and earn prize money.”
“But I don’t recommend you start playing matches now.” Yu Tang gently pinched Wei Mosheng’s shoulder, and the boy immediately winced in pain.
"The doctor said you are severely malnourished and have many hidden injuries. I watched your boxing match today and found that you are only relying on brute force and have no skills. You will be beaten to death sooner or later."
Wei Mosheng took a half step back and gripped the admission pass tightly: "Whether I play in the competition or not is my own business, it's none of your concern."
Snap—
Yu Tang flicked the boy on the forehead.
"What are you doing?!"
"Little brat, no skill, but quite a temper." Yu Tang laughed at him, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and stuffed it into Wei Mosheng's hand: "This is my phone number and address. Come find me when you're healed, and I'll teach you boxing."
Wei Mosheng remained silent.
His fingers clenched the paper, his dark eyes gazing at Yu Tang, a deep sense of confusion surging within them.
This is... the first time someone has helped him like this.
"What are you looking at?" Yu Tang covered the boy's soft hair with his large hand and ruffled it a couple of times. "Don't worry, I won't charge you."
Before Wei Mosheng could wave his hand away, Yu Tang withdrew his hand and started the car, saying, "I'm leaving first, you should get in quickly."
"Don't delay things."
On the way back, the system asked Yu Tang: "Host, why didn't you go in with him?"
[That way, if his stepfather becomes abusive, you can help him. Before long, you'll easily gain his favor!]
Yu Tang: After reading the information about the world, I can see that Wei Mosheng is sensitive, suspicious, and has a very strong sense of self-esteem. We have only just met. If I keep pressuring him and intruding into his life, it will backfire.
"Wow! Host, you're amazing!"
The system, with starry eyes, exclaimed: "No wonder he's the movie star from that world!"
Yu Tang smiled but didn't say anything.
The director who had been kind to him once said that his understanding of the characters in the script had reached an unparalleled level.
So much so that he can get into character in a second and play any role convincingly.
He can now treat these fictional worlds as scripts one after another.
As long as you play the role assigned to you by the system well, you can complete the mission and be resurrected to return to your own world.
It shouldn't be too difficult for him.
Chapter 4
Died for the villain for the first time (04)
After Yu Tang left, Wei Mosheng reached out and touched his hair.
It's as if you can still feel the residual warmth on it.
Warmth and peace of mind.
The boy's lips unconsciously curled up, but then immediately relaxed.
No one is kind to another person for no reason; this man must have some other purpose.
With his expression turning cold again, Wei Mosheng stuffed his access pass and phone number into his inner pocket, climbed the stairs to the third floor, and just as he unlocked the door, he was slapped across the face by the man, slamming him against the door frame.
"You little brat, you're coming home so late!"
"Where have you been gallivanting off to?!"
"You do nothing all day long, what's the point of me keeping you around!"
His head was buzzing when the man grabbed him by the collar, dragged him into the house, and slammed him hard onto the floor covered with beer bottles.
His body, already covered in wounds, was too injured to get up.
The door closed behind him, and Wei Mosheng saw the man take the umbrella from the doorway and hit him with it, cursing as he did so: "If I hadn't married that annoying mother of yours, I wouldn't always be losing money!"
"And I've raised such a useless piece of trash like you!"
"If you don't make some money for me soon, I'll kill you all!"
There was a noise in the bedroom.
A short while later, the thin woman emerged, leaning against the doorframe.
His eyes were bruised and his face bore red, swollen handprints, clearly indicating he had just been beaten.
"Sheng Sheng!" Although her face was badly injured, she was still beautiful. Wei Mosheng took after her.
"Damin, please stop hitting him!" She staggered to Zhang Damin's side and tried to snatch the umbrella from the man's hand: "Shengsheng was only a little late, let's talk this out, put it down first..."
Before she could finish speaking, Zhang Damin shoved her away, her lower back slammed into the table, and she fell to the ground, her face turning pale with pain.
"You bitch, after all these years you haven't given me a single child, and you expect me to give you a kind look for the child you had with another man?"
"Screw your dream!"
When Wei Mosheng saw Jiang Yuan injured, anger surged through his mind.
He struggled to his feet, shielding the woman, his bloodshot eyes glaring fiercely at the tall, muscular man before him.
"If you dare hit my mother again, I'll kill you!"
Jiang Yuan quickly reached out and covered Wei Mosheng's mouth, her body trembling violently with fear: "Shengsheng, how could you talk to your father like that? Apologize right now!"
She didn't want to condemn Wei Mosheng, but rather feared that her son would lose control and commit a grave mistake.
"Well, you little brat! You've grown wings and dare to talk to me like that!"
Enraged, Zhang Damin grabbed the umbrella and smashed it hard against Wei Mosheng.
Veins bulged on Wei Mosheng's forehead as he reached for the beer bottle, his mind filled with violent thoughts.
Kill him!
Kill this beastly stepfather!
Kill this bastard!
If we kill him, my mother will be saved!
Only by killing him can this family find peace!