Dressed as the favorite of the villain's son

Chapter 4 includes that person

"But, she is mother! Brother, mother smiled at me today, her smile is so beautiful."

Although there was timidity and shrinking on his face, there was still a glint of hope in An Qinghuan's big bright eyes.

The yearning for maternal love in her heart made An Qinghuan involuntarily want to get close to Yao Susu's overtures to Yao Susu.

"Qing Huan! Listen to what my brother said, what she did was just a superficial phenomenon. Have you forgotten that she pinched your arm purple last time?"

An Qingyue, with dark eyes, heard his sister's words, and the expression on his face became even more wild and sinister.

she laughs?

It's just for the sake of gaining the trust of their children in the future.

He clearly remembered how this woman in his previous life, after his father was taken away, took advantage of their dependence on her as mother to sell off his younger siblings one by one!

Of course, his acrimonious grandma is also indispensable here.

In his previous life until his death, An Qingyue didn't even think about how his black-hearted mother colluded with his estranged grandmother to sell his younger brothers and sisters to others.

You know, his grandfather and his father love his two younger sisters very much.

If it wasn't for the man in his family who was taken away by the conscription bureau and never heard from again, he wouldn't have ended up as a separated brother and sister.

Originally, in his previous life, because his younger siblings were sold to others, he ran out secretly by himself, trying to get his younger siblings back.

The younger brothers and sisters were found, but they were also beaten to death because of their disobedience!
A man found the corpses of his younger brother and sister in a mass grave. Seeing the traces of abuse on their bodies, An Qingyue's eyes burst out with grief and indignation.

He hugged his younger siblings and cried for a long time, and finally, after exhausting all his efforts, he finally buried his younger siblings.

An Qingyue, who was full of resentment, wanted to use his weak ability to seek justice for his younger siblings.

However, at that time, he was only a child of about ten years old, and he was weak and weak, but he was also caught by that huge monster.

The beautiful and handsome face inherited from his parents made the member who loves girls and boys fall in love immediately.

Anqing's revenge was not rewarded, but instead, the sheep went to the tiger's mouth and became the dinner of the members.

When he was dying and thrown into the ruined temple in the west of the city, An Qingyue realized why the messy traces of abuse on his younger brothers and sisters came from.

Wailing and lying in front of the Bodhisattva in the ruined temple, An Qingyue endured the pain in his body and the humiliation in his heart, and prayed with a gloomy expression.

"If there is an afterlife, I will plan ahead to protect my younger brothers and sisters, and keep them safe and happy for the rest of their lives."

When he raised his head again, An Qingyue's eyes were filled with grief and determination.

"Oh!"

Exhausting all his strength, An Qingyue slammed into the Bodhisattva sculpture as if death was at home.

He no longer has any desire to survive.

Perhaps the Bodhisattva sensed his anger and sincerity and gave him a chance.

"Snapped!"

The sudden weightlessness made An Qingyue, whose body was shattered and bleeding from his forehead, lost his mind for a moment.

When he landed with a bang and kicked up dust all over the floor, An Qingyue realized that he seemed to have fallen somewhere.

An Qingyue's bloodshot eyes looked at the gold, silver and jewels that were covered in dust and were still dazzling, and a ripple appeared in his heart.

But it was just a wave of waves.

His face was as dark as ashes, and his heart was pierced by a knife. It was too late even if it was too late.

The person he wanted to protect was already dead.

And he himself was equally filthy.

An Qingyue knew very well that even if he wanted to regain his strength, his body would no longer allow it.

With a look of resentment and unwillingness on his face, An Qingyue slowly closed his madly hateful eyes.

The blood trickled down his forehead to the ground covered with a thick layer of dust, and gradually solidified and dried up.

"That's all. You go, someone will warm your hateful heart with love"

An Qingyue, who had already closed her eyes, did not hear the ethereal voice echoing in the empty cellar.

When An Qingyue opened his eyes again, he was lying on the back hill of the village, with the hemp rope he used to tie firewood scattered around him.

What lingers in his mind is the scene of his grief before his death in his previous life.

Looking down at his calloused little hands, An Qingyue finally believed that he was reborn.

He remembered the vow he made before the Bodhisattva in the ruined temple in the west of the city before he died.

Only then did An Qingyue realize that his request to the Bodhisattva had come true.

Eyes full of ruthless smiles, An Qingyue clenched his fists tightly, secretly making up his mind: In this life, he will definitely stop the conspiracy of that bad woman and his grandma, and keep his younger siblings safe!
Recalling what he had experienced at this time in his mind, An Qingyue quickly picked up a bundle of firewood, tied it up, and carried it home.

He should be only five or six years old now, and it was only three or five years since his younger siblings were sent away in the previous life.

He wants to go home as soon as possible to have a look, and lay everything in advance, so as not to wait until the tragedy of the previous life repeats itself, and he still has no ability to stop it.

This is also the reason why An Qingyue yelled angrily when he saw Yao Susu wanting to walk towards his younger siblings when he came home.

When the experience of his previous life reappeared in his heart, An Qingyue only felt that his body was starting to tear apart.

Feeling the tender sister in his arms, An Qing's heart was full of hatred, and then he eased a little.

If he didn't have the memory of the previous life, I'm afraid he would still be like the previous life, being deceived by Yao Susu's occasional greetings and treating her as a dedicated mother.

"Brother, your expression is scary."

First, thinking of how Yao Susu pinched her and was frightened, and then seeing the ferocious expression on An Qingyue's face, An Qinghuan was so frightened that she burst into tears.

An Qinghuan, who was shivering in An Qingyue's arms, began to cry.

Hearing his sister's cry, An Qingyue realized that the hatred in his heart was too obvious.

"Qing Huan, my brother is wrong, and my brother will never do this again, okay?"

Holding An Qinghuan's little hand, An Qingyue restrained the gloomy expression on his face, and showed a child's unique green and immature smile, coaxing An Qinghuan.

"Well, Huanhuan likes such a brother."

An Qinghuan's little fair hand rested on the corner of An Qingyue's upturned mouth, looking at An Qingyue with joy and said.

It's just that the tears that haven't fallen on her face remind An Qingyue that his younger siblings are still young, and his father, grandpa and uncle are still at home.

Resisting An Qingyue who wanted to show her ambition in her heart, she put down An Qinghuan from her arms and asked her to go play with An Qingle.

He stood up his thin body, turned his head to look at the house where Yao Susu was, his eyes shot out sharp knives that seemed to be piercing through the wooden door, and he swore silently in his heart.

"I will give you all the misery you inflicted on us brothers and sisters in the previous life! Including that person!"

(End of this chapter)