Скачать или смотреть The friendship between Nezha and Ao Bing!!! 💔💔

They called him "monster" before he drew his first breath 👹. Stones pelted his door, mothers clutched their children when he ran by—even the kickball he left in the square stayed untouched, a silent "go away" 💔. But behind his smoky scowl, Nezha’s tiny fists would clench: Why can’t they see?
His mother, arms scarred from his accidental fire, still snuck him snacks, whispering, "My boy’s not evil" as she bandaged his scrapes 🥰. His father, stoic as a mountain, traded his own life for a talisman to shield Nezha from heaven’s wrath—never telling him, lest he worry ⛰️💔.
When Ao Bing, the only one who ever kicked that ball back, stood poised to drown the village, Nezha didn’t hesitate. He tore up the talisman, flames licking his sleeves, and grinned through tears: "We’ll face it together" ⚡️🤝.
Thunderbolts crashed, but as the smoke cleared, there he was—scorched, bloodied, but holding Ao Bing’s hand. The villagers stared, finally seeing: this "demon" burned so bright, not to destroy… but to prove love outshines every curse 🌟❤️.