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Subei Mo went crazy, along with Ge Yun and Xu Yanyan.
Subei Mo spent some money, followed the scattered news, and spent two days groping all the way to find Liao Nanqing's stepfather's house. It was a remote town, shrouded in cold winter and living in the shadows. He followed the address and found that the doors and windows of the low-rise building were closed.
There was a thick layer of dust on the windowsill, which clearly told Subei Mo that no one had lived here for a long time. He patted the door hard, but there was no response for a long time. North Jiangsu Mochao roared twice, calling Liao Nanqing's name. The snow on the roof rustled, and his voice echoed on the sparsely populated path.
The faint aftertaste is fleeting.
The old man who passed by looked around for a while with a vegetable basket, thinking that Subei Mo was here to ask for a debt, so he stepped forward and said, "This family moved out two months ago, and I owe a lot of money, so I went to hide the debt! Listen to you call Liao Nanqing? That's the child brought by the wife of this family, he left earlier, he left two years ago, he has done evil and never came back!"
"Do you know where they moved?" Su Beimo seized hope and eagerly stepped forward to ask. Seeing that the old man didn't want to say anything, Su Beimo pulled out two hundred-yuan bills from his wallet without hesitation. The ground was shoved into the old man's hands, "Help me, I'm in a hurry."
The old man snorted and glanced at the empty house with disdain. He squeezed the money tightly with his rough fingers: "If there is anything urgent, come and ask for money. They are really gone, you go to his mother-in-law's house to look for it. Hey, the first town in xx county is Li, you can ask Li Qin to know which family's daughter it is."
Subei Mo thanked, and walked in a hurry, the old man shouted from behind: "If you find them, they have no money to pay you back, don't bother, boy!"
She shouted really loudly, and the sparrows resting on the telephone pole were startled and scattered, chirping non-stop.
In winter, the most easily seen birds in villages and towns are these chirping sparrows. With the warm afternoon sun, the snow on the ground began to melt, and a few scattered sparrows stopped on the roof of a rather old rural building. On such a comfortable afternoon, Ozawa digs the mud pit in the corner, squatting and playing silently.
The surroundings were quiet, except for the sound of sparrows, there was no human voice. In the place where the grass does not grow, if you look closely, even this dilapidated house is temporarily arranged for living.
Li Qin vigorously scrubbed a thin cotton-padded coat in the humble yard, rubbed a lot of soap, she kneaded anxiously, and rinsed it with cold water over and over again. Until the blood stains on it fade away and can't be seen. Behind him, Ozawa worked hard to dig the mud, the small padded jacket on his body was tightly wrapped, and he was sweating when it was hot.
"Go see your brother." Li Qin urged him.
Ozawa lowered his head, his attention here was all on the mud, and he replied absently, "I saw it just now, my brother fell asleep."
Li Qin obviously didn't believe it. With a touch of her hand, she turned around and entered the dark room. She walked straight in and opened the door to the small room. There were no windows inside, it was pitch black, and Li Qin turned on the light.
There was a figure shrunk on the narrow bed, and Liao Nanqing was lying on the bed so pale, staring blankly at the empty ceiling, the corners of his mouth and eyes were bruised.
There were only a few mouthfuls of meals by the bed, and they were not rich. A fried cauliflower, a bowl of rice, and a fried egg were all. Over time, they became icy cold, and the cauliflower broth was coated with oil, making it difficult to eat in winter.
Liao Nanqing's forehead was a wound that Li Qin had treated an hour ago, and it should be in severe pain at the moment. But Liao Nanqing didn't shout when he shouted. He was quiet and the restraint on his neck was firm, which just fit the size of his neck. If it were any smaller, it might strangle him.
Li Qin couldn't bear to ask: "Does it still hurt?"
Liao Nanqing did not reply.
Li Qin walked over, sat beside him, wiped his tears, and said sadly: "What he said, you should do it, why do you have to talk back. If you are cured, you can go back to study earlier, right?" Holding Liao Nanqing's cold hand, he persuaded him, "Listen to your mother's words, recuperate here in peace, and don't confront your stepfather. When you are healed, you can continue to study if you want, or not, we will I don't care about you, okay?"
There was still a long silence in response to her.
The sun was falling outside, and Liao Nanqing felt cold all over. It took him a long time to have the strength to say a word: "I'm not sick."
"Why aren't you sick? You... You are on good terms with someone else, why aren't you sick?" Li Qin answered quickly, her eyes were red, as if she had mentioned something ashamed, and hurriedly accused him in a tone of voice. He also became no longer warm because of his rebuttal, "Have you forgotten why your father was in prison? Why are you always with men, always like this, always confused with these men?"
Speaking of Liao Dong, Liao Nanqing's neck seemed to be stuck. He closed his eyes and said with difficulty, "I'm not sick."
"You're sick! You have to be cured! I'm your mother, and I can't keep you abnormal." Li Qin stood up, unwilling to continue confrontation with Liao Nanqing. But the moment he opened the door and left, he heard Liao Nanqing's hoarse question.
He asked, "The Su family, are you looking for you?" Rather than a question, it was a firm statement, "Did Uncle Su give you money."
Li Qin was mute and turned to meet Liao Nanqing's indifferent gaze, full of self-deprecation. She opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.
Liao Nanqing smiled bitterly, full of irony. Yes, they received the money from the Su family.
Otherwise, how could his stepfather who has always hated him meddle in his own business and come to the school to hold him hostage, saying that he would treat himself, and then back and forth every day to ask him if he thought about it clearly, or if he wanted to break up with Subei Mo. All this, except that the Su family found them, how would they know
In the eyes of his stepfather, he is a maggot, who cares about his life and death.
Liao Nanqing is not a single-minded person, but he knows that even if he pretends to be obedient, his stepfather will keep him locked up.
They must have received the money, and since they have received the money, they must do things right. This winter vacation, or even the school's courses in the future, he doesn't even think about going.
It's like a prison, but it's hell.
As for the light of Subei Mo, if he can't find him, he can't open the door.
But Liao Nanqing still held a bit of luck. When the winter vacation passed and he did not return to school, the school would definitely find a way to contact him. At that time, maybe Subei Mo will be able to find him through the school's relationship. He gritted his teeth and swore that he would survive this winter vacation, and he couldn't be trapped here.
However, Liao Nanqing is still too naive, and it is extremely difficult to spend this winter vacation peacefully.
That evening, his stepfather Zhang Yuan had just returned to the house drunk, opened the door and asked angrily, "Have you figured out that shit?" Li Qin stood up to stop him.
Ozawa was sitting at the table with his rice bowl. When he saw Zhang Yuangang like this, his first reaction was to hide under the table. A pair of eyes full of horror looked at Zhang Yuangang, and his hands were tightly clenching the chopsticks. Zhang Yuan just saw his timid son who was like a mouse at a glance, pushed Li Qin away, staggered over, and pulled the chicken out from under the table.
"Darling son, don't worry, your dad will never hit you again!" He happily patted Ozawa's timid cheek with a bit of force. He was in a mess, his eyes were red, and his mouth was full of alcohol. "We are rich, we are happy to fight? We are in a good mood when we are rich. How can I be in the mood to beat you in the future!"
Li Qin snatched Ozawa from him and hugged him tightly: "The money is going to pay off the debt! Don't gamble everywhere again!"
"Smelly mother-in-law." Zhang Yuan just raised his hand and shoved Li Qin, but there was not a good word in his mouth.
In the past, Zhang Yuangang was not like this. In addition to domestic violence against Liao Nanqing, he was usually polite to Li Qin and his own son. But over the years, he was deceived and borrowed money from loan sharks, and he was also infected with gambling, and his temper became more and more irritable. Coupled with his alcoholism, his temper is even more obvious. When he is ruthless, let alone Li Qin, he even beats Ozawa.
Ozawa was always afraid of him and did not dare to speak out.
Zhang Yuan just felt bored, turned and walked towards the small room. Li Qin wanted to stop him, but Xiao Ze in his arms took her hand.
"Mom, don't go, I'm afraid." Ozawa whimpered, "I'm afraid of Dad."
Li Qin paused and chose to protect Ozawa, but in fact she couldn't protect anyone.
Within three minutes, there was a dull sound in the small room, accompanied by Zhang Yuangang's roaring voice: "I'll give you a face, right?! Do you know how much your mother has beaten you over the years? Do you use Laozi's? Qian, give me a slap in the face? Can you try again if you're not sick?!"
Ozawa covered his ears, Li Qin lowered his head, and his shoulders kept shaking.
Liao Nanqing, who was in the room, slumped at the foot of the bed with a mouthful of blood and spit, and instinctively covered his head with his hands. He couldn't make any sound, and the severe pain made him lose his balance. For a moment, when he saw Zhang Yuangang's fist swinging down, he trembled to death, and he pissed his pants for a while. On the verge of a cliff of fear, Liao Nanqing subconsciously sought the figure of Subei Mo.
But no, Subei Mo couldn't find him.
can't find him...
It was so painful that the limbs he was beaten didn't look like his own.
He shouted the name of Subei Mo loudly, choking against the cold wall. That weak appearance made Zhang Yuangang's fist stop, he smiled, "are you still thinking about that kid?"
Liao Nanqing didn't dare to look at him, so he covered his face.
"Can people in their family be the same as someone like you who was raped when you were young? Don't you look at yourself without peeing? Oh, you're already scared to pee?" Zhang Yuan just kicked him with his leg up. A kick, disgusted and funny, "Don't think I want to control you, I feel disgusted at the first sight of you. If you didn't target his father and came to your mother with a box of money, I really don't know what you did. Such a promising thing. Are you selling your ass?"
Drunk, he patted Liao Nanqing's swollen face, and satirized him: "Don't worry about it, stay with me for treatment, and I'll take care of your medicine until it's cured?"
Liao Nanqing struggled to avoid him, but he was strangled by his neck.
"You said that the Su family is really rich, do you know how much money is in the box? Haha, that idiot Su Jing actually told your mother that she wanted her to send you to study abroad? It really convinced their family's bullshit thinking, and it's hypocritical. All the consideration for your future is in my hands, do you still have a future? Are you worthy of studying?”
He grabbed Liao Nanqing's hair, violence overflowed from the bottom of his eyes, covering Liao Nanqing's entire line of sight, "Your mother secretly sponsored you for so long, you should also repay me... My kindness of upbringing, right?"
Liao Nanqing lost the ability to resist, and let him be insulted. He kept begging in his heart that the time would pass sooner, and that Zhang Yuan would get tired of the abuse against him sooner.
To get through this winter vacation, as long as you get through it, there is hope if you get through it...
Unfortunately, the night came sooner and longer than hoped. There are no borders, and there is no future in sight.
Zhang Yuangang sneered at his weakness: "Your partner, what is your partner's name Su Beimo? You said that kid is too perverted and likes second-hand goods like you. Could it be that he is also a butt seller?"
Before he finished speaking, Liao Nanqing suddenly woke up. He grabbed Zhang Yuangang's wrist at once, and his nails, which had not been trimmed for a few days, sunk into Zhang Yuangang's arm: "Don't talk... You are not allowed to talk about him!" Liao Nanqing's eyes suddenly became bright Hate, strong.
The blood-stained breath from the fingernails was thin, far less than the one in his mouth.
At nine o'clock in the evening, Zhang Yuangang dragged the half-dead Liao Nanqing out.
The cold countryside is uninhabited, only the lights of their family are on.
Li Qin cried and begged him from behind: "Don't beat him. If you go further, you will kill him. Please, please, please don't beat Nanqing."
She tugged at Zhang Yuangang's sleeve, her face was covered in tears, and she said in a pimple, "No, isn't there such a school? It is said to treat Internet addiction, homosexuality, and everything. When we sent him there, Su Jing gave him a lot of money. ? We'll take him there and he'll be all right..."
"Isn't he spending enough of my money?! All that money should be paid back to me! MD, I'm really blind, and I want you second-hand goods!"
Zhang Yuan just waved away Li Qin impatiently. He took out a bunch of keys pinned to his waist and opened the basement door.
Liao Nanqing was almost unconscious in pain. His eyes were slightly open, and his ears were blurred. He couldn't hear what Li Qin was crying, but he could hear Ozawa's cry. So helpless and weak, just like when he was a child.
The wrong start brought him the wrong life.
Liao Nanqing knew that the only right thing in his life was that he took the initiative and worked hard to get to know Subei Mo. The rest are all wrong, and none of them are right.
If there is no light, it is his whole life.
The cold wind blew past his ears, and when he realized that he had been dragged out of the house, he shouted for help, which soon disappeared.
He passed out, in an abandoned basement full of dust and rubbish.
Closing his eyes for a second, Liao Nanqing realized that he might die here today. If this is the case, then the only regret in his life is not being able to hug him a little more before Subei Mo's business trip. Different from the cold at the moment, Subei Mo is his light.
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Speaking:
Each chapter is set when the outline is written.
The only thing I changed in this article is that I added a few more chapters of love interaction to the sweet chapters above.
But the integrity of the article is what I want most as an author. I didn't deliberately impose [abuse]. If you have to go through the checkpoint, you have to go, otherwise it will not be complete in my heart. Hope to understand this.
Of course, everyone's definition of complete is different. Some readers hope to have sweet cookies forever, and some readers hope to have both abuse and sweetness.
I'm trying to write something that you like to read. The journey is long and sometimes bumpy, and my writing skills are not mature enough, so what I can express is limited.
In my writing, this article is both cruel and sweet. This chapter is the most abusive chapter in this article. It is only one of the thousands of hardships after coming out of the closet.
In reality, coming out is hard and requires courage. I have such friends by my side.
Their parents will make a lot of different actions than usual, some are crazy and some are desperate, and they rarely understand. They think they can restore their children's sexual orientation, but they have been making wrong choices and decisions. But in fact, both parties are looking for the love they want, and their deep-rooted thoughts cannot be changed. Love is also selfish, and it is really hard to say right or wrong.
And novels are always novels, combined with the shadow of reality, bringing in exaggerated and not exaggerated elements, and using my immature writing skills to try my best to present them to everyone.
Thank you for following along with me to this chapter.