Quickly wear the goddess Su Zhatian

Chapter 115
In the empty and dim room, Qi An was lying on the bed. With the moonlight outside the window, he could vaguely see the photos on the table. The woman in the photo was his mother, and the child was him when he was young.

He suddenly remembered the past.

In his memory, his mother seldom seemed to smile. Although he was still young, he knew that his mother was not happy. Later, when his mother was locked in a room, he once asked his father, Why should the mother be locked in the room.

At that time, my father just smiled and said nothing, with a beautiful woman in his arms.

He questioned him puzzledly, but his father sent him to the room where his mother was locked up, but whenever that woman came, he would be sent to that dim room to accompany the increasingly haggard mother.

after that……

His mother held him tenderly in her arms and said softly: "Let's go to a better world together, shall we?"

The seven-year-old child has not seen his mother so gentle for a long time, and he obediently replied: "Okay."

That day, a fire broke out in the house.

He was burned by the temperature of the fire, and he began to feel scared. He begged his mother to go out together, but his mother just cried and laughed, holding his hand and refused to let go.

The flame burned everything, and the collapsed bookshelf pressed against his body. He watched helplessly as his arms were soaked in the heat of the fire. He couldn't feel the pain because of numbness, he only saw his mother's despair.

She looked at him quietly for a long time, and suddenly she seemed to be crazy again. She desperately pushed open the bookshelf to hug him, and knocked on the door frantically. .

He no longer remembered what it was like to be taken out of the house by the belated father, only the hoarse cry of the woman lingered in his ears for a long time.

For him, the word "mother" is indifferent and crazy most of the time. Perhaps because of this, her little tenderness to him reminds him from time to time, and he can't stop longing for it.

In his memory, those eyes of abuse, ridicule or sympathy for his body are not worth mentioning. He knows that his temper is not pleasing. In school, some teachers gave up on him because he was ungrateful, and some teachers were cautious. Take care of his self-esteem, but his indifference is like a wall, shutting everyone out.

So he has no friends, and no classmates are willing to approach someone as difficult as him.

He also couldn't remember why he chose to stay in Qi's family later, maybe it was because he wanted revenge, or maybe there was a reason he didn't even know.

He had already figured out where the Qi family was under surveillance. His father, the man in poor health, seemed to be begging for mercy in the dark corner.

That man fell to the ground easily, of course, this man who is used to a good life doesn't know that the medicines he took these days have been changed, and when he gets sick, he can't hold on anymore.

Suddenly, like a man who was several decades older, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, "Please... I'll give you all my money..."

His father stretched out his hand towards him, begging him humbly to give him the medicine, just like a beggar stretching out his hand on the street.

But no well-meaning person will take pity on this man.

He closed his eyes, and remembered that night when the cold wind by the river made his whole body chill, he hid, as if afraid of being discovered, he secretly threw the medicine bottle hidden in his pocket into the water.

(End of this chapter)