At about nine o'clock in the evening, Mr. Chen, who was opposite the door, returned home. The voices of men, women and children were mixed one after another, making it very lively.
The time each month for the juveniles to collect living expenses is fixed, and Mr. Chen will ensure that his wife and children are not at home to avoid them seeing each other. This was the first time he heard how warm and harmonious his father's new home was. He could hear it. The big beauty squeezed his fingers and said, "Go and sit on the sofa first."
The inhibitor works very well, his body is no longer hot, and it looks no different from the normal state.
The big beauty opened the door and nodded to Mr. Chen. The child had already entered the house, and looked out curiously. Mr. Chen also smiled at him and said, "Good evening."
"Good evening." The big beauty went straight in, "Could you please come to my house? I have something I want to talk to you about."
Mr. Chen was obviously puzzled. His child was quite lively. Before the father could answer, the child cried out, "What's the matter?"
The big beauty smiled at him: "I can't tell the children about it."
Although he didn't understand what he meant, Mr. Chen agreed, handed the bag in his hand to his wife, and followed him into his door.
The moment the beautiful woman closed the door, Mr. Chen saw the teenager sitting on the sofa.
At that moment, he was extremely stiff, and quickly, he turned his head to the neighbor: "What do you want to talk to me about?"
The big beauty stared at him.
"Why are you so nervous?" said the beauty, "you know what?"
Mr. Chen didn't speak, and the beautiful woman said, "This matter can't be solved in a while, let's sit down and talk slowly."
Mr. Chen's face was not good-looking, but he hesitated and did not leave, but chose to sit on the side sofa. The young man kept his head down and did not speak, the big beauty sat beside him, poured a cup of hot tea, and placed it in front of Mr. Chen.
"Last month, when Chen Xun came to you to get his living expenses, I saw him. At that time, his body was full of injuries. I couldn't see it, so I asked him to come to the house and I helped him deal with it. After this incident, we will Gradually get familiar with it." The big beauty briefly summarized the situation, "Do you know how his injury came about?"
Mr. Chen said: "...I don't know."
The big beauty asked him, "Do you have any clues?"
Mr. Chen sweated on his forehead and said, "No."
"When he looked for you before, did he often have so many injuries?"
Mr. Chen paused for a while before saying, "Yes."
"You surprised me," said the beautiful woman, "I always thought you were a good father who cared for children, but I didn't expect you to be so cold-blooded that another child could be so cold-blooded, even if the child was repeatedly beaten. Abandoned. Haven't you ever asked? Not only did you not care, or even wonder, why he was beaten?"
Mr. Chen glanced at the boy uneasily, and then quickly looked away.
"What do you want to say?" Mr. Chen said quickly, "If I just want to say that he is injured, I can give him money to treat him. How many times, is five times enough?"
The big beauty looked at him: "You seem to be afraid to talk about the reason for his injury."
Mr. Chen: "I just don't think it makes sense..."
"Actually, you know it well." The beauty pierced him, "His mother caused the injury on his body."
Mr. Chen closed his mouth.
The father showed such an attitude, but the boy seemed indifferent. The big beauty couldn't help but glance at him, frowned, and wanted to give him strength to hold his hand.
The big beauty continued: "What exactly did his mother do to him, do you know?"
Mr. Chen hesitantly said: "It has nothing to do with me..."
Big Beauty: "Can you separate your genes from him?"
Mr. Chen: "..."
"He is your biological child, so it has nothing to do with you." The big beauty said in a displeased tone, "You know his mother is not normal, right? I guess maybe his mother has harassed you, or has had an attack on you, otherwise, what will you do? To be so secretive? Did you leave him like this completely knowing that his mother was abusing him?"
He no longer used honorifics, and his tone became impolite.
With sweat on his forehead, Mr. Chen patted the table: "Mr. Rong, I don't want to mess with you. You should take care of other people's housework. His guardianship is in his mother's hands, and I have done my best to pay my living expenses on time every month. If you just think he's hurt and you can't bear to see him, then I don't mind taking care of his medical bills..."
The big beauty said, "Why do you only care what I think, and you don't ask him what he thinks?"
His tone was still lukewarm, but the questioning was sharp, making Mr. Chen's words abruptly stop.
The boy's bangs covered his face, so he couldn't see his expression clearly.
The big beauty's heart began to ache again.
No one has ever cared about the child's thoughts. In the eyes of the people beside him, glands, desires, money, face, everything is more important than him.
The big beauty grabbed his hand and wrapped it in her palm, as if sheltering him under her own wings.
"Xiao Xun." The big beauty said softly, "Look at me."
The boy raised his head obediently.
"When I said I wanted to invite your father over, you rejected me, saying that you didn't want to disturb his life." The big beauty said, "Now I'll hand the decision back to you."
Hearing the first half of the sentence, Mr. Chen was stunned for a moment, then glanced at him in surprise.
The big beauty stared at him for a moment: "Tell me, what kind of result do you want?"
The pupils of the young man were pure black without any impurities, and his eyes appeared black and white under the light, and they were wide open.
The big beauty conveyed her encouragement to him through her eyes.
Maybe he still has soft-heartedness towards his parents in his heart, or maybe he is nostalgic. Maybe to outsiders, these are weak and obsessive, and they are things that must be discarded even when bloodshed is cut.
But in the eyes of the great beauty, it was all part of him.
Whether or not to remove it should also be up to him to choose.
This child, who has always been a marionette, needs to take his first steps and express his inner voice.
And no matter what he said, the big beauty chose to support him behind his back.
Because this is his life and his own decision.
The boy looked at him, and after a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, "I want to leave my mother..."
The big beauty just clenched his hand and replied, "Okay."
Turning to Mr. Chen again, he said to the hesitant middle-aged man, "Mr. Chen."
"I think what I hope you do is not complicated. You don't have to take back Xiaoxun's custody. You just need to help me get his mother diagnosed with mental illness, or let her lose custody through other means. Xiaoxun I can bear all the living expenses after the search." The big beauty said, "Also, you need to say sorry to him."
Mr. Chen looked at the boy silently.
Without refuting as before, he just said in a low voice: "I'm sorry..."
He stood up, involuntarily approached the son who had not spoken for a long time, and opened his arms.
But the boy didn't hug him, he just hid behind the big beauty.
His belated, suddenly awakened apology was not accepted, but was simply blocked by a diaphragm.