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The sound insulation of the old community is very poor, for fear of attracting others. The so-called 'good man' Uncle Li threatened Liao Nanqing fiercely: "I said it, you have to be obedient! Don't you understand?"
Liao Nanqing cried aloud, the more he cried, the quieter he became, and he was completely exhausted. At the age of ten, with thin arms and thin legs, he is no match for an adult.
Liao Nanqing bumped into the corner of the table, blood in his mouth slowly seeping out from the corner of his mouth. The other party saw the wound on his face, worried that he would say it out, and coaxed.
"Nan Qing, that's what's wrong with you. Didn't I tell you that you have to be obedient?"
"Do you want your parents to go to jail?"
"You are a good boy, you are good at studying, and you are also good."
"Always be a good boy, okay?"
Liao Nanqing shook his head, kept resisting, and kicked him.
Suddenly, Liao Nanqing was strangled by his neck, and he almost rolled his eyes. Uncle Li was cursing, like a lunatic who was insane. After letting go, Liao Nanqing coughed weakly, the blood on the corner of his mouth mixed with saliva. He seemed to be drained of all his strength, staring at the ceiling in despair, tears soaking the sofa fabric on both sides. The bag is on the sofa, the zipper is open.
In the past, I always heard some people talk about it, forget it if you die, forget it if you die.
He doesn't quite understand.
But today, Liao Nanqing finally knew what it meant to be dead. If there is no hope in life, then life can only fall down.
Liao Nanqing moved his hand slightly and found a utility knife from his schoolbag, scratching Uncle Li unconsciously.
The other party screamed and let go, Liao Nanqing rolled off the floor and seemed to run away for his life. The moment he opened the door, he happened to meet Father Liao who had just returned.
And Aunt Zhang, who heard the sound and went downstairs to see the situation.
The vortex, from this moment onwards, expands infinitely.
Even after eight years, Liao Nanqing can still clearly remember what the beast said to his father.
And that ferocious expression like a beast reappeared in his dreams, and it didn't fade away until many years later.
He said: "Go to the police and let the police arrest me? Even if I go in guilty, I will come out in a few years. Even if I am incarcerated for ten years, it will only be ten years. After I come out, your son It's only twenty years old. Youth is the best time, isn't it?"
"After I come out, I will keep looking for him, I will find him..." He smiled halfway through his words, "My life is worthless, but your son is still young."
He also put forward a tempting condition: "Liao Dong, besides, now, I haven't done anything to your son, haven't I? If you call the police, you will only publicize the matter. He is young, won't he be ruined in his life? In this way, I borrow your money, and I don't want it anymore. I can tear up the IOU, and I will compensate you."
The embarrassment of family circumstances and reality forced Father Liao to compromise after thinking deeply.
It was covered up like a pebble after a heavy snowfall.
Liao Nanqing's physical and mental scars, as well as the painful memories he suffered, are only known to Liao's father. He's a cowardly man, without a good job, and in debt. He timidly crossed the abyss, asked Liao Nanqing to change his clothes back, and then silently took Liao Nanqing home.
Grandma was washing vegetables in the kitchen, and Mother Liao went out to buy salt.
Liao's father held Liao Nanqing's hand like this, took him into the bathroom, and put in hot water. I took a bath for him myself, and cried while washing: "I'm sorry, Nan Qing, Dad, I'm sorry for you..." But even crying was so suppressed. The boiling water in the kettle was bubbling for a moment, but Father Liao didn't.
He is a Squib.
He didn't even dare to cry aloud, he could only kneel in front of Liao Nanqing miserably, covering his mouth and sobbing silently.
Liao Nanqing's mind was instantly empty. He was too young to understand why his father was so forbearing and sad. A moment ago, he was still in the chaos of death. At this moment, he was in his own home with his father by his side. He is safe, he is not afraid of anything.
All he heard was that the debt would be written off in the future. Then, can their family be a little more relaxed, parents will have less quarrels, and he will no longer have to go to the door.
"Dad, don't cry." Liao Nanqing reached out and wiped his tears, ignoring his fear, and said in a low voice, "I don't hurt."
But he didn't know that this lie made Father Liao even more heartbroken.
"Later, that person continued to follow me and threatened me. He even appeared at the gate of my school. I was terrified, but I couldn't tell my mother. This is a secret, and I can't tell anyone except my father... " Liao Nanqing recalled in horror , "He is getting more and more arrogant. He is sure that my father dare not go to the police. But we should go to the police, we should not solve it by ourselves... "
They were stuck in a dead end, frightened by what had not yet happened, and they feared that whatever the beast said was going to happen.
But they overlooked one point alone, the ends of the earth, who can find who.
Is it the bondage of debts, the hardships of life that beat them, or are they themselves caught in a trap.
From the very beginning, borrowing money was not simple.
That man was a pervert, he had already taken aim at Liao Nanqing. From the very beginning of this game, the Liao family was at a disadvantage. Various rumors about Liao Nanqing also emerged from Aunt Zhang's mouth, and Liao Nanqing was no longer welcomed by his classmates at school.
Parents kept their kids away from him as if he were some kind of filth.
According to rumors, their family is so filthy, and every word is cruel, even my mother doesn't believe him. Listening to the rumors, Mother Liao questioned Liao Nanqing like crazy at home, but she didn't believe Liao Nanqing's 'no'. She buried her head and cried, and Liao Nanqing stood there with her head lowered, cowardly trying to hold Liao's mother's hand, but was waved away.
Mother Liao rushed to the opposite door and patted his door, crying and shouting to kill the man named Li.
But the door opposite the door was tightly closed, and there was no time to pay attention to this crazy woman.
—
"Later, my dad killed him."
Finally, Father Liao couldn't bear it any longer. He paranoidly believed that only by killing this person could he protect his child. The weight of life crushed his sanity, and that morning, he finally did it.
Without the correct method, he paid for his entire life, including his family's life.
The desperate grandmother covered Liao Nanqing's eyes, and there were panicked shouts all around. Father Liao knelt on the ground like crazy, looked at his bloody hands in disbelief, and suddenly burst into tears. As a murderer, he turned himself in.
The life sentence is very long, and when his life ends, he will spend most of his life in prison.
At two o'clock in the morning, the community of Mojia's family in northern Jiangsu was quiet. Tonight, there was no sound of cicadas.
Liao Nanqing lay sideways on the bed and fell asleep with a small blanket on him. He finished his hidden story and slept comfortably. But Su Beimo lost sleep. At first, he paced back and forth in the living room anxiously, and finally he nestled into his room and started playing games. The more he played, the more irritable, Subei Mo threw off the phone.
The comment area of the game interface is all kinds of urges.
One even scolded: [hang up and kill the whole family]
But Subei Mo was completely indifferent, his fingers were numb, and his toes were cold from the wind from the air conditioner. It was the first time that I faced this secret up close, and I heard it from Liao Nanqing's mouth. It was not as simple as those rumors outside.
It was a basin of ice water, and it was thoroughly splashed with Subei Mo.
Because of this, he slept all night.
The scene from his first acquaintance was like a revolving lantern, revolving corridor by corridor in his mind. In order to cover his wounds, Liao Nanqing was wearing a coat in the heat of the heat; Liao Nanqing, who wanted to buy cigarettes with a sad face; Liao Nanqing who followed him home and ate fish belly after a long absence; Liao Nanqing who was bullied by his classmates and kept silent.
The forbearance Liao Nanqing, the well-behaved Liao Nanqing, the Liao Nanqing who lives in rumors, and the Liao Nanqing who hides secrets alone.
He was full of Liao Nanqing.
He's going crazy.
That night, a short dream.
The eighteen-year-old boy has fair skin, green and tender, attracting mottled green leaves. It's a pity that his eyes are dim, his body is thin, and his thin wrists are like broken trees. The house in front of him was clean, green vines spread out, and the boy turned his head slightly towards him, touching the softest string in his heart.
It was Liao Nanqing.
I saw that his face was clean, without any bruises. He was very pretty, although pretty is not the right word for a boy. But Liao Nanqing's skin is very white, reflected in the light, hazy, really good-looking.
He rolled his eyes and called to him, "Su Beimo."
Subei Mexico—
The sound is getting louder.
"Subei Mo!"
Just then, Su Beimo, who was awakened from his sleep, suddenly opened his eyes. Liao Nanqing was standing in front of his bed, staring at puppy-like round eyes: "Uncle Su asked me to wake you up for lunch."
Insomnia last night, Subei Mo remembered that he only fell asleep in the morning. It was already eleven o'clock on the phone, and Subei Mo remembered that it was Saturday and rubbed his temples.
Su Jing came over from the kitchen, smelling of oil smoke: "I slept very late last night? Sooner or later, you young people will have problems if you stay up late." Liao Nanqing followed Su Jing to set the dining table, leaning over from time to time to see if Subei Mo was up.
Today's lunch is very rich, Su Jing is in charge, most of them are the favorites of Subei Mo.
He especially likes to make a braised fish, so Subei Mo picked up his chopsticks and pinched the belly of the fish to Liao Nanqing.
Su Jing's chopsticks paused: "I rarely see you serving dishes to others."
Liao Nanqing looked at Su Jing embarrassedly, and Su Beimo took a bite: "He is too thin."
"Nan Qing is too thin." Unexpectedly, Su Jing answered the question quickly and said with relief, "Beimo has been very carefree since he was a child, and he is not very good at taking care of people. He is rarely so attentive to his friends, and he will come here often in the future. Play at home." He thought for a while that he should get in touch with Liao Nanqing's mother, and completed all the transfer procedures before school started.
From now on, Liao Nanqing will leave this small town and go to the school in the city to welcome a new life.
At the request of Subei Mo, Su Jing even asked for some connections to transfer Liao Nanqing to the No. 3 High School in the city. First and second, because Liao Nanqing's grades are so bad, he can't transfer in without spending a lot of money.
However, the third high school has always been standardized. Su Jing has carefully investigated and found that this school is not too strict, and the level of learning is not too high. It is very suitable for people with weak foundations like Liao Nanqing.
The transfer procedure was very successful. Mother Liao readily agreed when she heard that the Su family was willing to take over the matter.
Thinking that he could leave No. 1 Middle School and leave this town, Liao Nan happily ate several bowls of rice, and finally held on. A few days later, he laughed and wiped his tears, feeling so excited. He held the new school uniform sent by No. 3 High School in his hand and gestured happily on his body.
"You will be a student of No. 3 High School in the future. Let's be aggressive. Let's at least get into the junior college."
"..." When it comes to the college entrance examination, Liao Nanqing fainted.
Subei Mo generously rubbed his head: "I'll help you with tuition, don't be afraid."
Liao Nanqing took a breath and wanted to get closer.
"Hey, I'll go, my nose and tears will wipe off my body in a while." Subei Mo Shuai only took three seconds.
Liao Nanqing smiled stupidly and stood in front of Subei Mo with his school uniform in his arms. He grabbed the corner of his clothes with his hands, his eyes were full of misty eyes, and watery fell into Subei Mo's heart. Subei Mo turned his face away and scratched his hair, but couldn't help but look at Liao Nanqing's face again. As clean as in the dream, full of vigor.
He was a little embarrassed, not because of Liao Nanqing's behavior, but because of his heart that was beating wildly for several seconds.
The vigorous youth is reflected in the portrayal of time. Liao Nanqing has the appearance of eighteen years old, and it was given by Subei Mo.
"I'm so happy." Liao Nanqing's voice was filled with rare happiness, like the colorful wings of a butterfly, fluttering towards Subei Mo.
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Subei Mo watched Liao Nanqing go from dark to bright, with wind, and from then on, he was born to the sun.
The author has something to say
After reading some social news, I feel helpless about some things.
This time the story adopted a few, and I felt dull when I wrote it.
But from the beginning of the next chapter, I want to give you candy!