He came from the system to save childhood

The little guy has become a little afraid of those phone calls. Every time he calls, there are always some random things delivered to him. Occasionally it’s some snacks for kids, but those supplements are really scary.

But...what is live streaming?

The little cub opened his confused eyes, but because he could not speak, even asking questions was extremely difficult, and he could only passively agree to everything.

"Okay, I understand. I'll make the arrangements. Just send the products over."

The adoptive father's voice was greedy and flattering. The little cub stood silently and looked at his adoptive father with a puzzled look.

My adoptive father's expression changed after he hung up the phone.

Grabbing the little cub's collar viciously, he warned: "You have to cooperate with me tonight. Don't let me find out about your little tricks. No one will come to save you. Besides, it's been your dad who has taken care of you for so many years. I'm the only one who will treat you well. Do you understand?"

First give a slap in the face and then give a sweet treat, emphasizing that he is the only one in the world who is good to the kid. This fatal remark almost always makes the kid compromise.

Because what he said was true, otherwise why had the little cub lived in the orphanage for so long and still not been adopted? No one of his age was willing to play with the little cub.

He had always been alone and no one was kind to him until he was adopted. At least he had enough food and clothes, but he never got the love he wanted.

The little cub pursed his lips sadly, his grievance was visibly evident to the naked eye, but no one cared, especially his adoptive father in front of him.

"Did you hear that?"

The adoptive father's brows were raised in anxiety, as if he thought the cub had grown too independent and would not listen to him. His subconscious violent instinct rose up, and his hand uncontrollably pinched the cub's thin arm.

It is winter now, and even if the little cub has some wounds on his body, they are not visible during the live broadcast.

The little cub kept shrinking back in pain, but could not even utter a cry of pain. Only a faint, almost inaudible sound came out of his throat. Perhaps even this sound was the little cub's illusion.

The wailing stops here.

Countless nights the little boy hated himself for not being able to speak like a normal person, so that he couldn't even vent his pain, or even mutter to himself about his grievances.

I can only pray with red eyes that the abuser can see my compromise.

The adoptive father did not let go until the violent factor in his heart subsided, and patted the little boy's cheek in an insulting manner.

"Be good and I can still take good care of you. Stop looking for trouble."

The little boy nodded repeatedly with red eyes. A large area of ​​his arm covered by his clothes had turned terribly red, and the skin there seemed to be burning and stinging.

He is an adopted child, so naturally he is not important, so that's why he is treated like this, right?

The little cub, unable to speak of his pain, could only keep telling himself in his heart that he deserved all this, and that it was enough to get one or two portions of delicious food and warm clothes.

He couldn't ask for too much, and certainly not from his adoptive father.

But why does the heart hurt more than the injured body?

Maybe he was unwilling to accept it? Why couldn't he get any love? His eyes became redder and redder, but he only got a faint warning from his adoptive father.

"Pretend to be more authentic tonight, don't give me such a terrible look! If you can't pretend anymore, just point to your room. Don't make any mistakes, this is the first show tonight."

The little boy returned to his room without saying a word. Because he was going to shoot a short video, his room was decorated very beautifully, with loving details everywhere.

But all this is fake. Is there anything more ridiculous than this?

The little boy sat on the bed in a daze, and gently took off his coat. His exposed arms were already bruised. Not just this one spot, but large patches of bruises were hidden from view by the clothes.

The orphanage only visits once every six months, and these wounds can heal in just one month with medication, but never heal at other times.

It hurts, but no one can see.

The room was silent. The little boy stared at the ceiling with empty eyes. He opened his mouth slightly, trying to make some sound to ease the infinite sadness, but it was still silent.

A congenitally mute cannot make any sound. He can hear other people's voices and distinguish other people's emotions from those voices. He can absorb emotions but cannot express them.

The easiest way to relieve emotions is to talk about them, but the little guy can't do that. He can only receive emotions but can't release them. Everything stays in his heart. He is even so sad that he can only wave his arms around like a monster.

So no one wanted to play with him, so he could only hide in the corner and secretly watch other kids in the orphanage playing together. They also gave him nicknames and kept calling him a monster and a weirdo.

But he couldn't even refute it.

How much sadness and pain can this tiny body endure?

Some people become weak and disappear in the dark, just like the original owner. However, Xiao Heqi was never ready to compromise. The original owner thought he was free from worries and chose to commit suicide. But maybe he could grow more prosperously in the dark?

For some reason, little He Qi always felt that he had dragged his parents who bullied him to hell together. This thought flashed out of his mind quickly and no trace could be found.

If you don't call for help, all the consequences will be bitter.

[But Qiqi, if you call for help without considering the consequences, won’t you be beaten even more badly? ]

Maoqiuqiu was a little worried. He knew that Qiqi didn't want the original owner's body to perish, so he was cautious in the previous world. But this world was a little difficult. After all, the original owner couldn't speak, and every live video broadcast was controlled by his adoptive father.

What if I anger my adoptive father and he dies?

There was a trace of sadness in Xiao Heqi's eyes. He felt sad for the original owner. Yes, the original owner was also in a difficult situation, but.

"Does Maoqiuqiu still remember the world where his clothes were stripped off?"

【of course! 】

It was so angry at that time that I still remember it clearly.

"If they had stripped me of my clothes and recorded it with their phones, then there would be nothing to be afraid of. Hugging yourself to cover your private parts is retreating, but using your nails, your teeth, and whatever else you can to tear it apart regardless of the pain is defending. Different choices will lead to different outcomes, because the abuser never intends to back down."

The original owner's tolerance and cooperation resulted in suicide. If the original owner had bravely called for help many times, the ending might have become confusing, but whether good or bad, it would not have been worse than suicide.

Maoqiuqiu understood this time, because the first change Qiqi made in every world was to call for help. The child was so young, and calling for help was the easiest way.

Whether you are threatened or intimidated, or you are bullied in school or treated unfairly, calling for help is always more helpful than hiding in fear. The result will not be worse, right?