When he was seven years old.
Summer.
After another intense argument, their parents 'relationship finally broke down and came to an end.
In the face of reality, their so-called love could not withstand a single blow!
Divorce.
It became the only choice.
The loving couple that had once made people envious had finally come to an end.
It fell apart.
That year, his mother smiled at him for the first time. Then, she left without hesitation.
Chang Qing cried and chased after him.
It was raining heavily outside.
He cried and ran after her.
She cried hysterically, her voice hoarse.
He fell into the muddy puddles a few times and injured his knees and elbows. Blood mixed with the rain washed down.
The puddles were dyed red.
But he didn't care. He ran madly forward.
"Mom!"
"Don't go!"
"I'll definitely be obedient in the future!"
"I can't live without a mother!"
"You can hit me or scold me as you please, but I promise that I won't cry!”
"Mom!"
"Mom!"
The
sound of the rain accompanied by the cries of children was heartbreaking.
When many passers-by heard this, they could not bear it.
Some of the softhearted people could not help but shed tears.
However, Changqing's mother did not respond.
She sat in the car and turned a deaf ear to the cries behind her.
The rain did not touch her at all.
The cold wind couldn't blow her at all.
His heart was too hard.
In
the end, Chang Qing returned home with a body full of injuries.
"Dad!"
Chang Qing raised his head and shouted, but his body subconsciously tensed up.
Instantly, his scalp went numb, and a chill ran from his spine to the top of his head.
At this moment, a vine as thick as a baby's arm came over.
Shua ~~!
The vines hit Chang Qing again and again.
It caused his skin to split open and blood to flow out.
His clothes were dyed red.
Coupled with the fact that she was drenched in the rain, Chang Qing was in a sorry state at the moment.
He gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground, motionless. He allowed the vines to hit his body. The veins on his pale face bulged as he tried his best to endure the bone-piercing pain.
Seven years of experience had taught him a long time ago.
He understood that when he was being beaten, he would only make the smartest choice if he stayed still.
Otherwise, he would definitely be beaten even more miserably.
"You debt collector, bastard!”
"If it weren't for you, how could I have gotten a divorce?”
"I think you were born to jinx me!”
"If I had known earlier, I would have projected you outside!”
"You're a little scourge!"
"I became a single dog all because of you!”
The
pain of being whipped came from her body, and her ears were filled with her biological father's hysterical curses.
Zhou Qing was covered in wounds.
On the day of his parents 'divorce, the young man was beaten so badly that he was bedridden for three days.
From then on, Zhou Qing's miserable life became even worse.
Almost every day, he was either beaten up or on the way to being beaten up.
His father was in a bad mood and beat him up.
His father was in a good mood and beat him up.
Father is drunk. Beat him up.
Father drank too much, beat him up.
Ever since she
was seven years old, Changqing had been injured every day.
Even going to school was no exception.
He thought that life would continue like this, but fate did not seem to be enough.
It wasn't satisfying enough!
Two years later, Changqing was left alone and her father went out to work.
He became a left-behind child.
Every day, he had to cook for himself, go to school, clean, clean, and wash clothes…
He had to rely on himself for everything.
In the huge house, there was no sign of any living person other than the other party.
"
Cough ~~!"
Yulin Road.
On the street.
Chang Qing gulped down half a bottle of wine. Because he drank too much, he was not used to it and choked on it.
Tears welled up in her eyes.
It was unknown if she was really choking and crying, or if she was reminiscing about the past and her emotions were fluctuating violently, she was so sad that she cried.
Or both.
Who knew!
Only Chang Qing knew the real answer.
Chen Changfeng listened quietly.
His eyes signaled Changqing to continue.
The crowd couldn't help but hold their breath and subconsciously fell silent.
At this moment, no one whispered anymore.
They were all attracted by Changqing's story.
Some people saw their own shadows in him and felt the same way. Their eyes were filled with tears.
There were also some who lamented the story and complained about how hard life was in their hearts.
No matter how passionate love was, when faced with daily necessities, quarrels would sooner or later interfere.
Perhaps it wouldn't lead to a breakup or divorce, but conflicts were inevitable.
The story continued.
Chang Qing, who had recovered, continued.
In a trance, he felt as if he had returned to more than ten years ago.
At that time, his father left.
His clothes were torn, but he mended them himself, and his hands were covered in blood.
It was raining heavily. He looked enviously at his classmate who was brought home by his parents. He rushed into the rain alone like a drenched chicken, running wildly in the rain, his face wet.
It was unknown whether it was tears or rain.
Even though he had a high fever the next day and had to bear it alone, he gritted his teeth and asked his neighbor for help.
Only then did he feel relieved and fainted.
The Mid-Autumn Festival, the Dragon Boat Festival, the Spring Festival…
Other than the monthly child support fee of a few hundred yuan, her father seemed to have completely disappeared from Chang Qing's world.
He had spent so many reunion festivities alone.
Silently hiding in the darkness, huddled in a corner, hugging his knees and crying silently.
Intense loneliness and fear occupied his young heart.
Many times, he would be haunted by nightmares and wake up crying at night.
In school, he was scolded as a bastard without parents!
Later on, he gradually learned how to fight, how to resist, how to carry everything on his own, and how to carry everything on his own.
His heart gradually became cold and sealed.
In the days to come, his parents became dispensable.
He was a loner.
He no longer interacted with anyone else.
I dare not have an old friend, dare not pay a woman's ticket.
He became unsociable.
Regardless of whether it was the teachers, students, neighbors, or others, Changqing had become a weirdo.
Lonely, silent, thoughtful, and unapproachable…
In short, she didn't have a good impression of him.
Just like that, Changqing grew up in loneliness.
Chang Qing grew up at the age of eighteen.
The child support was cut off, and the only connection between him and his father was severed.
He had truly become a loner.
He had no choice but to drop out of school and enter the melting pot of society ahead of time, becoming a social animal at the bottom.
Every day, he worked hard like an old ox.
He thought that life would continue to be so boring.
However,
misfortune had struck once again.
Life was like a novel.
Changqing had a terminal illness!
The doctor asserted that he would not live for more than a year.
At that moment, Chang Qing felt that the sky had collapsed.
The world was dark, without a trace of light.
Later, Chen Changfeng's appearance made Chang Qing see a glimmer of light-
his days were numbered!
He had been muddleheaded for more than twenty years and was in a critical condition. He had to leave something behind.
It was not in vain to walk in the world.
So, he came to take a look.
The story ended.
Everyone was silent.
The scene fell into a strange silence.
For a moment, no one spoke.
After a long time.
Changqing came back to her senses and sighed with emotion.
"The human world is too bitter. I won't come back in my next life!”
…………………………………………
…Starting from the day after tomorrow, he would write at least 10,000 words a day. He would do as he said, and he would slowly make up for the missing chapters in the next two days.
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