The woman stood not far away, staring at him for a full minute with a look that He Mingjue couldn't understand, then turned and left.
Only the boy who would carefully avoid the minefield when he was being left out, came over and stretched out his hand to give him a hand. Standing not far from the corner, looking at him, his eyes were slightly watery, and he would look at him from time to time.
He wiped his tears with his sleeves.
"elder brother......"
He Mingjue said nothing, his eyes fell from the woman to the boy, and finally to the man. He stared at him, his lips trembling slightly.
The man's feet swayed left and right in front of the duffel bag. When he stopped, he finally raised his head to face He Mingjue's gaze.
"Ming...jue..." This was almost the first time in so many years that the man used such a tone, calling the child he had picked up but had never treated him properly.
Lord Hades.
This name was given to him by him, but it was the first time, and perhaps the last time, that he was called this way.
It would be impossible if there was no emotion at all for so many years. A flash of uneasiness appeared on the man's face, his hands rubbed together, and his eyes looked at He Mingjue with some uneasiness.
He didn't expect that it was He Mingjue who spoke first.
"You don't want me anymore?"
His voice was very soft, but when it was passed to the man through the air, it was like a slap, landing on the man's face, hard, and it still hurt. He stared at the man, his eyes red, but with his always stubborn eyes
Looking at the man, he clenched his hands into fists, and there was a strong nasal sound in his voice, "Are you going to sell me? Or are you going to send me somewhere?"
"No, no, no!" The man looked a little flustered and hurriedly waved his hands to deny. He turned around and saw the Kuroko car parked not far away outside. He lowered his head and hesitated for a while. The matter had been finalized, and he didn't say anything anymore.
There was no room for change, "Ming Jue, you also know the life of our family. No matter how hard we try, we can barely have enough food and clothing for three meals a day. When you grow up in the future, you will need more money. Like this
A family simply cannot afford it!"
As the man spoke, he couldn't help but sniff his nose and glanced at He Mingjue.
He Mingjue bit his lip and looked at the man without saying a word. Only the slightly resentful light in his eyes showed the sadness in his heart at this moment.
Even though he had never felt freedom and relaxation in this family. But after all these years, he thought that he would at least get a little affection from them.
The man suddenly rushed forward, and for the first and last time, he stretched out his hands and pressed He Mingjue's shoulders, "Mingjue, this decision is good for us and for you. You are not... my child in the first place.
.Leave here, maybe you will live a life in heaven and earth with us in the future. You..."
He Mingjue was so angry that he finally shook off the man's hand and stared at him with red eyes, "How much did you charge others?"
The man's face turned pale for a moment, and he opened his mouth in surprise. After a long while, he answered with evasive eyes, "Ten...ten million!"
Yes, this is a huge number for them.
For ten million, they can buy the entire farm.
With ten million, they can get out of their current predicament.
For ten million, they can remove a child who was never their child from their lives.
But these ten million were completely obtained by one child.
He Mingjue felt sad, really sad.
This man kept saying that he made the best choice for him, but this best choice was mixed with the most selfish side of human nature.
"Haha——" He Mingjue smiled, but he didn't know why he suddenly cried at that moment.
In the past, his parents didn't want him anymore and left him in a place that he didn't even remember.
And now, when he felt that he finally had parents. Even though they were adoptive parents and although they didn't love him, he would at least give himself a thought in his heart.
And now, he was sold.
Sniffing, He Mingjue took one last look at the family of three. He stretched out his long legs and stepped directly over the luggage bag.
"That's right. If you exchange me for ten million, it won't be enough for you!"
He walked to the door and felt his vision blurred for a while. Tears fell and hit the ground. They were so hot that he wanted to cry loudly.
He did not look back. He turned his back to the family of three and clenched his fists. When he raised his head, he saw a black car parked not far away.
He Mingjue never dreamed that the man who made a condition to his adoptive father to take him away would be Wen Xihe's father.
While his thoughts were getting complicated, someone had already walked up to him. The person opened his mouth, but he didn't seem to find a suitable title for He Mingjue, so he had to bow to He Mingjue respectfully.
He Mingjue was naturally surprised and was still dazed. The visitor had already walked behind him, "Luggage..."
Just as he was about to lift it, He Mingjue grabbed him. The young boy acted extremely cold and hard at that moment, and the lines on his face could no longer find the softness they once had, and he said firmly.
"No need." He didn't even look back and walked towards a group of people not far away.
"Walk!"
The moment he stepped forward, from the inside of the small house, a woman's thin sobs could be heard softly and repressedly. They were intermittent, appearing and disappearing.
The boy who was leaning against the corner silently wiping his tears a moment ago suddenly rushed out of the house. When he reached the door, he was grabbed by a middle-aged man with red eyes.
"Brother-brother, don't go-don't go!"
His steps paused, and his clenched fists were slightly trembling, but he never looked back.
Even many years later, He Mingjue didn't understand.
That year, that woman hid in her room crying, that boy wiped away her tears, and that middle-aged man who never smiled at him.
The emotions they showed at that moment, did they retain their feelings for him? Or did they always feel that they were guilty because they sold a child in exchange for a good life?
None of this is important. What is important is that He Mingjue always feels that he is very lucky.
He met Wen Xihe and then Wen's father.
Father Wen, who was young at the time, looked at the silent young man sitting in the back seat, but his lip was bitten and bleeding, and asked in a low voice.
"Hate me?"
The young man bit his lip, turned around and looked into Father Wen's steady but peaceful eyes, and asked calmly.
"Why do I hate you? I hate that you gave them the opportunity to sell me?"
Before Father Wen could say anything, Wen Xihe climbed over from the car seat. She didn't seem to be afraid of He Mingjue, and she felt that the mask of indifference was all a protective color used by this big brother to scare people.
She climbed on top of him and wrapped her hands around his neck.