Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Only she spoke for Lian Hongjie.

When everyone was criticizing Lian Hongjie, only she thought Lian Hongjie was good.

Only now did she realize that Lian Hongjie must have thought of her 13-year-old self...

He was also forced to be helpless and went astray.

The definition of good guys and bad guys is really hard to define clearly.

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Lian Hongjie has been a three-good student since childhood.

He came out of a small county-level city, and with his own ability, at the age of 13, he won the first prize in the children's group for the first time.

He happily returned home with the certificate, and saw the scene that he hadn't recovered from for a long time.

The father who returned from alcoholism was beating the naked mother with a belt.

Mother hugged her head and curled up at the foot of the bed.

The father cursed loudly, "Cousin! Disgusting! Go outside to seduce other wild men, wandering!"

The mother curled up to the side, her chest was heaving up and down, her eyes were wide open, and she laughed wildly: "Disgusting? You say I'm disgusting now? Didn't you like me at the beginning because I can let go of the meeting and give you a promotion?" Clearing the way to get rich? When you sent me to your bald boss in his 40s, why didn't you say I was disgusting?!"

Father seemed bewildered.

After a few seconds, his face became even more embarrassing, panting heavily, and the belt was thrown down again and again than before.

"Bitch! You still have the face! Then why don't you go with that bald man!"

"Let's fight!" My mother didn't hide this time, "Do you know what you look like now? Like that bald wife, ugly, disgusting, old and fat, one day the people next to your pillow will get tired of you!"

Father cursed loudly, even worse than what he had just said.

Just as Lian Hongjie was about to open the door, he heard a word from his father.

"You are so slutty, who knows whose son that bastard is?!"

He froze.

Standing blankly at the door, motionless, with his hand on the doorknob, his eyes glazed over.

I don't know how long it took before the sound of cursing and beating inside stopped.

He huddled in the corner, watching his father slam the door and leave, leaving behind the faint cry of his mother in the room.

No one noticed him coming.

This is the love of their parents.

Endless insults and yelling and cursing the other party to death countless times.

Afterwards, the father still gambled and drank heavily, and the mother no longer feared the father, and openly took the man home. Another man saw Lian Hongjie and gave Lian Hongjie 200 yuan in pocket money.

"Go and buy some candy."

Lian Hongjie was trembling as he held the money in his hand.

He rushed out, stopped in front of that person, and slammed the money back in his hand, "Get out! Take your stinky money and get out!"

He... grew up in such an environment.

Developed a sensitive and extreme character.

He read a sentence in a book.

Every artist is lonely and lonely.

During that time, he indulged in his own sculptures and drawings.

He is withdrawn, and his popularity in school is very poor. The small county is very small, and everyone in a school knows everyone.

No matter where Lian Hongjie went, he could hear them talking.

He vowed that he must go to the big city, and throw it away, never to look at their faces, never to listen to their foul language, he only needs to immerse himself in his creation.

He studied hard.

He was the No. 1 student in the college entrance examination in the county that year, and was admitted to the Art Academy of University B with an excellent score of No. [-].

When he got off the plane with his suitcase, he looked up at the blue sky and the dazzling sunlight, the corners of his mouth curled up.

He believes that this is the start of his bright future.

In his sophomore year, he made a girlfriend, Zhou Hong, and he won a national scholarship. His works were appreciated by the dean, and his works were exhibited in the city's art gallery.

Just when he was in high spirits, Zhou Hong saw a group of photos on the forum.

The photo is from the small county town of Yu Lian Hongjie's hometown.

It was a large-scale anti-pornography and anti-illegal activity. Among so many girls squatting on the ground with their heads folded, there was only one woman leaning against the wall, smoking a cigarette, and ignoring the camera, saying loudly: "You guys are still here!" What photo?"

So, the Internet raped this daring escort girl, turning all her bottoms upside down.

Including the gambler's husband and Lian Hongjie.

In an instant, the Internet was flooded with all kinds of abusive remarks.

[The prostitute's son turned out to be the top scorer in the college entrance examination! 】

[Oh my god!How ironic! 】

[She is actually quite pitiful. She was given to a 50-year-old man by her husband. 】

[She was originally a prostitute, what's so pitiful! 】

[I still think her husband is quite pitiful, the green above his head has turned into a grassland!The son doesn't know whose species it is. 】

Human flesh searches have always been scary.

Lian Hongjie was picked out.

His reputation in the school plummeted.

The classmates looked at him with dirty eyes. When he passed by, he could hear the people behind him pointing and even spitting on him.

When he looked over, the man pinched his waist, "What are you looking at? What if I spit on you?!"

His reputation is so bad that the school has already dismissed him.

And at this moment, the dean called him "cherish talents" and left him as a teaching assistant in the art museum "regardless of past suspicions". In fact, he was his full-time gunner. Erase his own traces and write the dean's name.

Life is so gloomy and hopeless.

He thought that his girlfriend Zhou Hong would understand him, but he didn't expect...

She read through her manuscript, and got out with another man behind her back!
He hates!

He hates the horror of this world, he hates the ruthlessness of this society, and he hates the cruelty between people!

He begins to plot a murder.

At first, he was afraid that even if he bought books online or went to a video store to buy pirated CDs, he would be like a thief.

But every time he was treated more severely, he strengthened his confidence once.

Until...he killed Zhou Hong.

Things... there is no going back.

One after another.

He was caught in the cathartic pleasure of doing such a thing.

In real life, all the depression he suffered is vented in his focus and release during cutting.

One day, while he was in the basement of the art museum, looking at the materials, there was a knock on the door.

He was startled, and hastily stuffed the criminal psychology books in his hand into the drawer, and went to open the door.

Standing at the door was a talented girl.

The girl had a round face, looked up at him, and her eyes shone like black gems.

"Uncle, can you teach me how to draw?"

The girl asked cautiously.

Lian Hongjie was taken aback.

He gestured in sign language: [Aren't you afraid of me? 】

The girl tilted her head, "Why should I be afraid of you? I think your paintings are beautiful, and that horse!"

It was the first time for Lian Hongjie to be so undefended against a person. Every day, he gave her the knowledge that she didn't like painting, taught her how to paint, and how to use a utility knife to do carving.

This 13-year-old girl Xiaoyue is the last piece of pure land in his heart.

Until, he led a false "fourth incident" into the cave for Wei Jingtian.

When he was reading the report, he really thought that there was another person imitating his criminal methods.

At that time, he thought about whether he could take this opportunity to get out of the way and plant all the previous cases on that person!
But when he was thinking about how to get out of the body, the dean's intensification finally stimulated him.

He started looking for the fourth target, and he found Qiao Zhinuan.

The girl who should have died in the news.

He spent two months squatting and following her, and finally got her into the cage.

When he looked at Qiao Zhinuan's serious and clear eyes in the cage, he felt a moment of compassion, and he thought of Xiaoyue.

She was the only woman he caught and could stay through the first night.

She was also the only woman who didn't cry or make noise after he captured her, and she didn't even have a sense of existence at all.

He really thought about whether to let her go.

That day, he was in the basement, facing the horse under the red cloth.

He carved eyes for the horses.

In his right hand is a red certificate.

Ten years later, the certificate was opened, and the paper inside had turned yellow.

[Congratulations to Lian Hongjie for winning the first prize in the Children's Group of the "Hope Cup" National Art Competition. 】

He read it softly, his voice was no longer clear and pleasant.

He suddenly laughed.

Tears of laughter came out.

There is no turning back.

He just went on.

He stood up, wiped away the tears on his face, tore up all the certificates and threw them into the trash can, took a set of utility knives that he had bought since he was admitted to university, and left.

He wanted to kill Qiao Zhinuan with determination.

And when that man appeared, he knew that this man was Qiao Zhinuan's favorite.

He thought of Zhou Hong, and the female teacher who fell in love for his so-called talent.

That man shot fiercely, he is a frail scholar, he is not his opponent at all.

His left heart was severely patched.

It's just that no one thought of it.

In this world, there are one in ten million people whose heart grows in the right atrium.

He is one of them.

He is not dead.

He looked into Qiao Zhinuan's deep eyes, and he suddenly wanted to see how affectionate this woman in this world was.

He picked up the long knife on the ground.

Quietly, he stabbed at the man.

"No!"

Qiao Zhinuan yelled in shock, reaching out to grab the blade of his knife.

The blade pierced through her palm and stabbed hard into the chest of the man behind her.

Accompanied by two bangs, he saw the bullet hit his chest, and two flowers of blood bloomed.

There was a smile on his lips.

Before he died, he saw the most beautiful love in the world.

There can be true love between a man and a woman.

It's not just insults like his parents, it's not like Zhou Hong and him only use, but there can be true love that can pay off with life.