Forty-sixth bowl of soup (1)
pain.
It hurts so much.
However, the pain is secondary, and the painful part makes the male ghost most uncomfortable. He felt like he was lying on something hard—maybe a rectangular plank, but he didn't even have the strength to see where he was at the moment, he just felt cold and shivering.
In addition to the pain, there is also a strong sense of humiliation.
Of course, this emotion is not his, but the original owner of this body. The male ghost trembled involuntarily. This was a natural reaction of the body. It was unknown whether it was because of the cold or the pain.
He managed to open one eyelid, and found that he was sleeping in a very small room. Although it was dark and damp, it was clean, and there was a small window through which the sun could not shine in at all.
He thought about it, but tried it, and finally lay back on his stomach. He didn't know what the situation was, so he should not move around, so as not to aggravate the injury.
It's just... the male ghost slowly stretched out a hand to his buttocks, this kind of pain... I also know it can't be hemorrhoids. What happened to this body
Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps, and the male ghost closed his eyes, pretending to be still asleep. The footsteps of the person coming were very light, and it sounded like a woman. After she opened the door and came in, she stood at the door for a few seconds before approaching the male ghost. Calling out in grief: "Little tree, little tree... it is mother who is sorry for you, it is mother who is sorry for you..."
With his eyes closed, he began to receive information about the owner of this body in his heart.
Zheng Jiashu, fourteen years old, in the third grade of junior high school. When he was five years old, his father died in a car accident. Since then, he lived with his mother. When he was ten years old, his mother remarried. Fang Huai was an alcoholic and beat Zheng Jiashu's mother when she was drunk. Zheng Jiashu's mother was timid and submissive, she never dared to speak too much, she has always been a cowardly woman.
When Zheng Jiashu was twelve years old, he was in the first grade of junior high school. One day when he came home from school, his mother set up a street stall to buy vegetables. Only his drunken stepfather was at home. After he got home, he did his homework first, then went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out, he only wore sleeping clothes Pants and t-shirt, a half-grown boy inherited his mother's good appearance, gentle and delicate, but his stepfather got drunk and became sexually assaulted by him.
Afterwards, his stepfather repeatedly threatened him not to speak out, otherwise he would beat Zheng's mother to death. Zheng Jiashu was young and timid, so he really didn't dare to say a word.
He thought that the matter would end here, and he would hide from his stepfather in the future. Unexpectedly, after being drunk again, his stepfather came to his room while drunk and raped him again.
Since then, it has lasted for two full years. Zheng's mother has to go to the market to buy vegetables every day. She is extremely busy to buy food before dawn. When she returns home, she has to take care of three meals a day, housework, and take care of her husband and son, so she didn't notice Zheng Jiashu's abnormality at all.
As far as his stepfather is concerned, although Zheng Jiashu is a boy, he is a teenager, beautiful and well-behaved, and the most important thing is timid. His skin is white and smooth, and it feels better than a woman's hand. How can he not be addicted? , gradually became a habit. As time passed, Zheng Jiashu became less and less talkative, more and more introverted, and his grades plummeted. Every time Zheng's mother went to a parent-teacher meeting, she felt anxious to death, but there was nothing she could do.
She always wanted to know why her son became like this, but no matter how much she asked, Zheng Jiashu didn't say a word. He and his mother gradually became estranged, and his whole person became gloomy and timid, but he was more delicate and beautiful than girls, so at school, the seniors especially liked to bully him.
All kinds of nasty things have been done to him. He was shown back and forth in the men's room with his pants taken off, his cigarette butt was put out with the palm of his hand, and he was forced to drink... Since the death of his biological father, Zheng Jiashu's life has been heading in a tragic direction, and he has never looked back. .
On his fourteenth birthday, Mother Zheng closed the stall early on purpose, and even bought a cake to celebrate his birthday. Who knew that when he opened the door, he saw Fang Huai pushing Zheng Jiashu down on the dining table to violate him, swearing dirty words in his mouth. Seeing her, instead of panicking, she even beat up Zheng's mother who stepped forward to stop her. Two ribs were broken for Zheng's mother.
Domestic violence is commonplace, and Mother Zheng has always been patient. She is the most tolerant kind of woman, but this time she couldn't bear it anymore.
After being beaten, she didn't go to the hospital, but sat in the living room for a long time. Fang Huai vented on Zheng Jiashu and went back to sleep, snoring like thunder. Zheng's mother went to Zheng Jiashu's room, kissed him, then turned and went to the kitchen. Take a kitchen knife.
After killing Fang Huai, Zheng's mother chose to commit suicide. From then on, Zheng Jiashu became an orphan, wandering around with nowhere to go.
But he doesn't know anything. He didn't have any skills, and he didn't have the motivation to live. His only mother died, and he no longer knew the meaning of his life.
A fourteen-year-old boy doesn't understand anything. He should be as innocent as a piece of paper, but he is too tainted with filth. So Zheng Jiashu's wish is very simple, to leave here with his mother, never to be bullied again.
At this moment, Zheng's mother stroked Zheng Jiashu's face, and Zheng Jiashu felt her tears fall, and some of them fell on his lips, extremely bitter.
Mother Zheng lowered her head, kissed Zheng Jiashu, sniffed lightly, and tremblingly took out something from her pocket and stuffed it into Zheng Jiashu's pocket.
He knows what it is.
Even after marrying a man like Fang Huai and living such a life, Mother Zheng is still a good mother. In addition to the money she had to hand over to Fang Huai every day, she also secretly saved some of it, using Zheng Jiashu's name, for him to go to school in the future.
Her little tree is the smartest and kindest. When she was a child, she said that she would get into a good university and be filial to her mother.
But she is not a good mother.
She didn't even know that the child was hurt like this.
No matter how cowardly a woman is, she will become extraordinarily strong and brave after being named mother.
Just as Zheng's mother got up to leave, her wrist was suddenly grabbed. She lowered her head in shock, only to see Zheng Jiashu raised her face, a pair of beautiful eyes shining with a moving light: "...Mom...Mom, don't."
The child saw her thoughts and knew what she was going to do.
Mother Zheng burst into tears immediately, she hugged her son, sobbing and crying. She didn't dare to speak too loudly, because too loudly would only attract Fang Huai's beating and scolding.
Zheng Jiashu hugged his mother with his backhand and shed tears. At this moment, the possessed male ghost was suppressed, not only that, he couldn't even speak.
That is the emotion that belongs to Zheng Jiashu. Simple and beautiful, love for mother, even as a child, I want to become strong and protect my mother.
He hugged Zheng's mother, which he never put into his arms from this day on. Since then, his mother has left him, and he has always missed her very much and did not want to be separated from her.
Just hugging like this, Zheng Jiashu murmured: "Mom, don't do that."
Mother Zheng took a deep breath. Zheng Jiashu repeated again: "Mom, don't do that."
"Little tree..."
"I can do it," he said.
In the next second, the male ghost regained control of his body. He let Zheng's mother hug him stiffly, and then said to Zheng's mother, "Go to the hospital first."
Mother Zheng shook her head: "I still won't go, it will cost money."
In this era, it is not easy to make money, but it is not difficult to spend money. In this day and age, the law is not perfect, and domestic violence men will not be punished much. Even the police will advise honest officials that it is difficult to break up housework, and persuade women and children who have been domestic violence to calm down, and persuade them to give the man another chance.
Mother Zheng also tried to call the police at the beginning, but she was rewarded with more powerful fists, and even Zheng Jiashu was beaten. Slowly, she resigned to her fate.
But now she can't go on like this. Even if she died, she would never give Fang Huai the chance to get close to Zheng Jiashu again.
Zheng Jiashu smiled at her, his face was pale and he was not feeling well, but he said to Mother Zheng: "Mom, don't leave me."
This is Zheng Jiashu's only request. He would rather be sexually assaulted by Fang Huai for the rest of his life, bullied by his classmates for the rest of his life, and looked down upon by others for the rest of his life. As long as he can get his mother's life back, he can do anything.
He doesn't regret anything.
He just wanted his mother to live, he didn't want to lose her anymore.
There are wrinkles at the corners of Zheng's mother's eyes. What a young and beautiful woman she was once, but the burden of life was on her shoulders, causing her to collapse. Zheng Jiashu stared at her and said, "Mom, I'm in some pain, can you bring me some hot water?"
Mother Zheng wiped away her tears, nodded and said, "You wait here, Mom will be right back."
Zheng Jiashu smiled at Zheng's mother, then lowered his eyes.
No one could see the coldness and viciousness in his eyes.
Soon, Zheng's mother came back, and Zheng Jiashu asked her not to look, but she was not allowed to leave, so Zheng's mother turned her back. Enduring the pain, he cleaned up his body, put on clean and fresh clothes, and then helped Zheng's mother treat the injury—he left the last world, and what he got was all of Luo Xi's medical knowledge.
This is the reward the little boy gave him.
Mother Zheng has too many injuries, and new ones are added when the old ones are not healed, it will always be like this. As Zheng Jiashu watched, his eye sockets became hot and red—the real Zheng Jiashu's feelings still existed, and he couldn't control them.
Li ghosts don't have the emotion of love, but the people they possess still have. With the help of human bodies, some of them have learned to love again, and some have fallen even deeper.