Raise Love-81-Do you believe in light

Although Finn Alvarez was in a sorry state after being beaten, he was really a shrewd person. His spirit flared up, and he clung to Ryder's leg, refusing to let go.

He firmly believed that Ryder was the great hero sent by heaven to save him from misery.

Ryder, whose hostility hadn't been completely vented, suppressed his anger and gave him another beating. Unexpectedly, this little brat was used to being beaten.

He still didn't let go even while being beaten, and stubbornly followed Ryder all the way to his home.

At that time, Ryder was already living alone.

Picking up a cat was one thing, but now he picked up a person too.

During the ten minutes when Finn Alvarez went to take a bath, Ryder sat on the sofa and smoked two cigarettes, reflecting on whether he had some kind of problem.

Before he could figure it out, Finn Alvarez came out, still wearing his dirty and ragged clothes.

Seeing Ryder sitting on the sofa with a gloomy face, smoking, he didn't stand on ceremony. He casually grabbed the lighter and lit a cigarette for himself.

After taking a few puffs, he asked Ryder with a serious look.

"Brother, do you believe in light?"

Of course Ryder believed in light.

The glass display cabinet in his study was filled with Ultraman figurines.

But he looked at Finn Alvarez with a half - smile and said in a lazy voice, "I believe in your father."

Finn Alvarez wasn't angry. He silently finished smoking a Huanghelou cigarette and said, "My father is a scumbag. You'd better believe in light."

No boy didn't believe in light.

So the two of them got mixed up together.

To be precise, it was Finn Alvarez unilaterally clinging to Ryder. Knowing that Ryder lived alone, he simply settled in and couldn't be chased away no matter how hard Ryder tried.

In his life, Ryder had never seen such a stubborn person. He was angry for two nights, and then simply stopped bothering.

Anyway, his villa was big and unoccupied, and there was no shortage of space.

Finn Alvarez was quite self - aware that he was living off someone else. So he silently took on the task of cooking. Having had a tough childhood, he had strong survival skills, and Ryder wasn't picky about food.

Over time, Ryder got used to being served comfortably, and the two of them actually lived under the same roof in peace.

The illegitimate son was taken away by the police. After getting out, he complained to his scumbag father. His father, thinking his son was rebellious, came over in a rage.

Ryder didn't even bat an eyelid and unceremoniously asked the security guards to throw him out. The Kensington family wasn't someone anyone could mess with.

It wasn't until a few days later when the new semester started that Finn Alvarez was promoted to the high - school department of The Bronx Middle School.

Only then did he know that Ryder was the so - called "walking hormone" of The Bronx Middle School, whose fame had spread far and wide even to their school.

Ryder was promoted directly to the high - school department. Since the first year of enrollment, he had been good at both academics and fighting. There were rumors about him showing off, flirting with girls, and being in the limelight.

Finn Alvarez never expected that the thigh he casually hugged turned out to be the most powerful one. Later, he found out that this so - called "awesome thigh" was actually a pain in the ass.

Oh no, he was really a dog.

He had a whole bunch of problems. Finn Alvarez had thought he really wasn't picky about food. Since Ryder didn't live on campus, he also lived off - campus with him. After a while, Finn Alvarez realized that he wasn't picky or easy to feed; he was just too lazy to mention his preferences.

As time went by, realizing that this guy seemed to be a long - term resident, Ryder started making demands.

The food was too salty, too bland, he didn't eat carrots, the tomatoes in the tomato - and - egg stir - fry had to be peeled, the fruits had to be crispy, he didn't eat the skin but was too lazy to peel it, he didn't drink warm mineral water, and cheap ones were no good either.

He had a stomach problem but didn't have time for breakfast. If no one brought it to him, he wouldn't eat.

When Finn Alvarez learned the truth, he was almost angry enough to laugh.

But despite his complaints, he never really held a grudge. Because those who knew Ryder well knew that he was always generous and protective of his own people.

Finn Alvarez didn't hold these small things against him.

He remembered the kindness.

It was Ryder who extinguished the fire in his life, allowing him to break free from the cage that had trapped him.

He made new friends and had a decent new start.

His life had started out pretty bad. Later, it was Ryder who protected him, making him feel like he could walk tall in school.

Before that, he was the one being bullied.

Sometimes, the malice of children could reach an unimaginable extent. They couldn't distinguish right from wrong. They could believe a single casual word from someone who seemed decent on the surface and conclude that:

You're bad.

You're wrong, and I have to drive you away.

I want to be the righteous one.

How difficult was it for a person who was alone and had no family support to live a good life?

He hadn't even done anything wrong.

...

More than two hours passed. The black SUV smoothly passed through several toll points. Soft music was playing in the car.

The two girls in the back, who had been chatting animatedly at first, were now leaning against each other, asleep. The windows had long been rolled up, and the air - conditioner was on. The only sound that could be heard was their gentle breathing.

Ryder, who had been pretending to be asleep with his eyes closed all the way, lifted his eyelids. His peach - blossom eyes were clear and bright under the pitch - black pupils.

Finn Alvarez turned his head slightly, made a "tsk" sound, and said in a low voice, half - annoyed and half - laughing, "I knew you were faking it."

This guy also had high requirements for his sleeping environment.

If he wasn't extremely sleepy, he couldn't fall asleep in the car.

Ryder glanced at him expressionlessly, opened a bottle of water, took a few sips, then opened another bottle and handed it to Finn Alvarez. He asked calmly, "How long until we reach the community service point?"

"Fifteen minutes." Finn Alvarez drank some water, screwed the bottle cap back on, and looked at his watch.

"Stop later. I'll drive."

Finn Alvarez glanced at him but didn't say anything. Ryder leaned back again. After a while, he suddenly asked, "Are you going back?"

"..."

Finn Alvarez didn't answer.

The car passed through a traffic - light intersection, entered a tunnel, and was plunged into darkness. It was too dark in the car to see clearly.

Only the red and green lights on the dashboard emitted a faint, intertwined glow.

Reflected on their faces, it made them look deep and silent.

When the tunnel ended and the SUV drove out of the darkness, the bright sunlight shone in all of a sudden. Both of them squinted their eyes.

Finn Alvarez rubbed his hand on the steering wheel, let go, and sneered. "Yeah, of course I'm going back.

If I don't go back, I'm afraid the Bai family and the old man will forget that there's someone like me in the Qin family. That won't do."

"Yeah." Ryder replied casually, lowering his eyelids to look at his phone. "Call me if you need anything."

"Don't worry," Finn Alvarez smiled in a lazy way. "You know what I'm like. I never make things difficult for myself. If I'm in trouble, I'll definitely come to you."

Ryder cursed with a smile, "Get lost."

Finn Alvarez's mother was surnamed Ning, named Grace Whitmore. She was the legitimate eldest daughter of the Whitmore family in New York, the rose that everyone in New York talked about back then, stunning countless wealthy and powerful people.

However, the eldest daughter of the Whitmore family was raised with an arrogant temperament and was overly protected. At a banquet, she met Blake Alvarez, who was working part - time as a waiter to support his studies.

She was attracted by his gentle and refined demeanor, skipped over many outstanding wealthy and noble sons, and quickly fell in love with him.

What followed was the most clichéd, over - used, and cheesy love story of a "Phoenix man" and a rich girl.

With the firm resistance of the rich girl Grace Whitmore, the two were deeply in love, and the "Phoenix man" won the recognition of Grace Whitmore's parents.

Coincidentally, Grace Whitmore got pregnant. The old couple had to give in and said that they could get married, but it couldn't be made public.