His eyes were sad, and Chen Xi, who was talking in his sleep, grabbed her hand with his eyes closed and continued talking, while she leaned on his shoulder and listened quietly: "They had a child, and the father was very fond of him.
He was very demanding, and his mother didn't like him either. He always tried his best to prove his abilities, but... later he found that no matter how hard he tried, they didn't like him. He always grew up under his father's guidance.
, always spent in the disgusted eyes of my mother..."
"hope……"
"When the child could take care of himself, they never came back... First it was once every three months, then once a year, and finally I never saw them again, and I couldn't even remember their parents.
Clear child..."
"Stop talking! Xi, please stop talking!"
"A child surrounded by hatred and disgust... Slowly, he learns to get into trouble, skip classes, smoke, and do all the things a bad child would do, because only in this way will his parents rush back to see him... Even if, every time
They are all disgusting and contemptuous eyes, but they are happier than forgetting their appearance. Children who grow up pointing at them...No matter how hard you try, you can't get them back to a smiling child, a cursed child."
"I don't want to hear it anymore, I don't want to hear it anymore... Xi..." She kept crying, shaking her head and begging him not to say anything.
"Abandoned children live alone in a big empty house. They see the family nanny every day and play alone when they go to school because they are afraid of being laughed at as a child without parents."
"..."
"When the child was 10 years old, his father took another child back to live with him. The father was very good to the child he took over and often came back to see him. For a moment, the child innocently thought that his father loved him.
, later... I found out that the child he took back was his father's illegitimate son."
"..."
"The child finally understood that no matter how hard he tried, his father would not like him. Because of this, his mother often quarreled with his father. The child who spent every day in the noise, sneaked out alone when he was 10 years old and walked on the street.
The child who had been wandering for a long time not knowing where to go was finally
He took him back and beat him severely. The other child looked at him contemptuously and left the house without saying a word."
"..."
"After that, the child was sent to a noble academy, a strange school where he knew no one... What should we do with the child who never wanted to see his parents' faces again? He was obviously his parents, but how could he hate them so much?
...How is it? Is it sad? Zhixi, is it a sad story?"
"Well, it's so sad, Xi, that child is so pitiful."
Hearing her words, Leng Chenxi's closed eyes showed a smile.
It was obviously me, the saddest protagonist in the world was obviously me, but I was holding the piercing wound and smiling as if I was at ease.
He only told this story to one person, and that person was An Zhixi
The story is not over yet...
Fortunately, he met that girl in that strange school, the only girl who made him feel warm. He didn't know how to keep her by his side, so he kept doing things that he thought were stupid.
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"Honey, honey, get up quickly!" Early in the morning, Leng Chenxi lay on her body and licked her ears like a puppy.