She taught him how to take a hot shower with a shower head. It was the first time he had ever taken a hot shower in his life, and in such a beautiful bathroom.
She bought him clothes and his favorite knife. It was the first time he wore clothes that belonged to him alone instead of those picked up from others.
He liked the knife on the web page, so she bought it for him without much hesitation, but she taught him that knives should not be used casually and should not be used to hurt people.
That should be the first time he received a gift in his life.
A special gift that he will really like.
The blade was very cold and the edge was very sharp. In addition to giving him a sense of security, it also gave him warmth.
Later, she taught him to sleep on the bed, not under the bed or in the closet. She taught him to read, to do his homework, to surf the Internet, and all the common sense of life.
She also woke him up early every day to exercise, and in order to train his independence, she also taught him how to cook and various survival skills.
No one had ever been so kind to him. Sometimes, he would wake up from his dream in the middle of the night, turn on the light in a sweat, and feel the magical power that the light gave him.
At that time, a sentence would always ring in his mind: It turns out that all this is real and not a dream.
He thought that he had used up all his luck in several lifetimes to meet his sister.
He originally thought that he and his sister would live happily forever. He even envisioned a quiet and beautiful life in the future countless times. But all of this disappeared in an instant like a bubble.
His world became dark again, and his life returned to the starting point.
He was still the poor bug in the damp and dark underground passage, and he was still a being that everyone avoided and hated.
After Su Qiao left, he spent many dark nights hugging himself in the familiar corner of the closet, trying to drive away the fear that enveloped his body.
Many nights, he fantasized that a familiar figure would suddenly close the closet and shout, "The sun is shining on your butt, why haven't you gotten up yet?"
Or something like 'Why are you sleeping in the closet again? ', and then he reached out in a daze, grabbed her warm and dry little hand, and slowly climbed out of the closet.
Many nights, he fantasized that when he woke up from a nightmare, a voice with disgust but tenderness would comfort him, "It's just a dream, what's the big deal, and dreams are the opposite of each other..." and so on.
For many nights, he fantasized that he was still lying on the wall just across from him, quietly looking at the computer or sleeping.
Sadly, all this will never happen again.
She left, she didn't want him anymore.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Yu Shengan punched the coffee table like a wild beast whose territory had been invaded.
The glass of the coffee table was broken, and his hands were cut by the fragments, bleeding profusely.
However, his eyes seemed to be unable to see these bright colors, nor did he feel any pain.
The whole person shook his head as if possessed by a demon: "No, no, she won't abandon me, she won't leave me, someone must have hurt her, someone must have forced her."
Yes, that must be the case. He must find out the truth and find those who hurt her and persecuted her.
Like a trapped beast, Yu Sheng'an became more and more anxious and irritable day by day. After smashing the computer again, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down.
From that day on, he no longer ran around like a frightened little animal, but bought a computer and stayed at home.