He came from the system to save childhood

It was not until the next day that He's father found out that the cram school had closed down, and because the person had been arrested, he didn't know whether the money would be refunded. The tuition at the cram school was not cheap at all.

So He's father was particularly irritable the whole day, and this time he even beat his wife, but he only kicked her, not as hard as he hit the kid.

After all, being able to allow a domestic violence man to return to his family shows that Mr. He still has some love for Ms. He, so his punishment was relatively lenient.

The little boy sat obediently in the bedroom all the time, his eyes full of numbness. He had become accustomed to his violent father. He could not save himself, he could only try his best to do better, do better, and do even better.

He didn't know how well he had to do to make his parents like him, but he didn't dare to stop. Yesterday's fun with Cheng Shiyuan seemed like a dream. When he returned to reality, his life was still as miserable as the abyss.

After venting his anger in the living room, Father He came to the little boy's room and said angrily, "You'd better satisfy me with your grades tomorrow!"

The little boy froze and said nothing, but his heart was already chilled to the bone. His expectations seemed to be slowly crushed by the man called his father.

He couldn't even believe or hope anymore.

Only the pillow knows the tears shed at night. Maybe the words are a little non-mainstream, but the little boy's tears soaked the pillow, but he had nowhere to tell, because these tears were brought by the person who brought him into this world.

The next morning, the little cub was even a little panicked, and even Cheng Shiyuan noticed that something was wrong with the little cub.

"What's wrong with you? Are you nervous about the results? Don't be nervous. You have to believe that you are the best!"

But Cheng Shiyuan's consolation did not work, because the little boy's mind was full of He's father's furious look yesterday, and even his promise of reward.

A kind father and a bad father were circling in his mind. He wanted a kind father, not a bad father. He must be number one, number one, number one...

He seemed to have become a father, and grades were the only most important thing in the world.

His face turned pale as he thought about it. Cheng Shiyuan looked at the little cub with some worry, but there was nothing else he could do.

Until the head teacher took the test paper and announced with suspense that the first place was... Xiao Heqi!

The little boy's eyes suddenly opened wide, with surprise on his face. He got first place. If he got first place, he would get a gentle father and mother, right?

The little boy was very happy holding the test paper with full marks in his hand. Cheng Shiyuan also rewarded him with a bag of potato chips.

"Here! There's only one pack left. Consider it our reward for successfully dominating the grade rankings again. Let's eat it together!"

"it is good!"

The little boy walked home faster with his report card in his arms, his steps full of energy. If his legs weren't so short, he would have walked ten steps at a time. But he didn't need to walk so fast because his parents wouldn't get off work so early.

The little kid skipped up the stairs, tiptoed to open the rusty iron protective door, then opened the wooden door. Just as he was about to change his shoes, he heard the sound of someone coming back at an inappropriate time.

"come over."

It was my father's voice, and it was particularly deep, as if covered with ice, making me feel very uneasy.

The kid subconsciously slowed down his pace, fear spreading, but the house was so small that he would get there even if he walked slowly.

When the little cub was completely exposed in the living room, his parents were sitting on the sofa very seriously, and their eyes made the little cub feel unfamiliar.

And the diary that was often placed under the pillow and recorded his little world is now on the table in the living room.

The little boy felt a chill in his heart, and the test paper in his hand fell down. He said in disbelief: "You, why are you looking through my things?"

He's father got angry on the spot and slammed the table. The loud sound made people tremble uncontrollably.

"What? I gave birth to you and raised you, and I can't bear to see your things?"

He's mother couldn't help but interrupt: "Xiaoqi, I noticed that you have been writing about someone in your diary recently. Mom and Dad are also worried that you are in a premature relationship!"

The little guy couldn't hear anything now, and his lips couldn't stop trembling.

"You...what gives you the right? That's mine..."

"Why? What nonsense did you write in your diary? What? I can't beat you? Are you blaming me?"

"No, no, I didn't." The little boy waved his hands desperately with tears in his eyes.

"Then tell me what I can't stand? You're so young and you don't study hard but you're messing around with your classmates, right? I'm going to the school to find you today!"

Mr. He became more and more angry, and he banged the table loudly.

"You're hanging out with this guy instead of going to cram school? Eating in class? Do you want to make up your mind? Look at what you've learned from him! You've been led astray! I have to go to the school and ask for the truth!"

Having said that, Father He suddenly stood up, picked up the diary and was about to walk out. The little boy hugged Father He's legs without thinking and pulled him back desperately.

No, he couldn't bring trouble to his friends.

"Dad, please don't go, okay? I got 100 points on the test this time, first in the grade, and I didn't embarrass you. Please don't go, okay?"

The pitiful crying voice of the little cub did not arouse any sympathy.

"Is it good enough to be the top student in the grade? Sooner or later, you will be corrupted by him! Let him go!"

Father He swung his legs, but the kid was holding him too tightly, making it difficult for him to get rid of him.

He's father has always had a quick temper. When he saw the diary, which contained only his faults, his first thought was not to reflect on himself, but to think that even a dog would not mind a poor family, so how dare this kid blame him?

Afterwards, when he saw those "sweet" contents, he became even more furious and even wanted to throw the kid out. But when he thought that he was his son after all, he suppressed his anger.

And this guy dared to stop him?

"I told you to let me go!"

Father He's leg slammed into the coffee table, and the little boy felt a sharp pain in his back. His little body was shaking, and he subconsciously loosened his hand. Father He looked down at the little boy without any warmth.

This look was cold and penetrating, as if the little cub in front of him was just an imperfect machine, not a living person, a child of his.

Seeing Father He striding forward, the little boy was in so much pain that he could hardly get up. He tried his best to support his body and tried to hold on to Father He's legs again, but was picked up by Mother He.

"Hey, your dad is just going to have a good chat with someone. Don't be so anxious."

No matter how the little cub struggled, his mother would not let go. Seeing that his father was about to walk to the door, the little cub's mind was full of the image of his father beating Cheng Shiyuan.

He was too terrified because all his father had left him were beatings and scoldings, and he subconsciously thought that Cheng Shiyuan would be treated the same way.

That was his friend, his only friend. All his happiness over the years came from that person. Why would he deprive such a person? Why?

Why must he be deprived of all happiness?