the city I love

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"He treats me really well. The clothes are always new. It's the Chinese New Year. Fireworks are going to be set off, and the sound of bang bang is very loud."

He fell into sweet memories, with a smile in the corner of his eyes

"At that time, I was very afraid of that kind of noise. It was useless to go back to the room and take a quilt to block it..."

The man wrapped himself in the quilt with him and hugged him, covered his ears with his big hands, and said softly, don't be afraid of Chuchu, don't be afraid of Chuchu, uncle is here.

The sound of fireworks outside came indistinctly, and what was even worse was the sound of his own heartbeat.

After discovering that he didn't know how many self-mutilation behaviors, Zhang Zhihuai moved his bedroom to Zhang Chu's room, because Zhang Chu didn't dare to stay in the room alone, as long as he was left alone, all kinds of thoughts and thoughts were pulled out immediately. He couldn't bear the consciousness not being controlled by himself, but he just recalled the past that he didn't want to recall.It's no longer enough to shrink himself under the quilt. He sits, stands up and circles the bedroom for a while, squats down again for a while.Until he couldn't bear the depression in his heart and picked up the fruit knife... The tingling sensation called him back, and the turbulent emotions in his heart found a way to vent, and he smiled relievedly at the arm that was slowly dripping blood up.

Once this kind of thing starts, there is no way to stop it. Like an addiction, Zhang Chu always uses this method when he is in a bad mood.He was smart enough to paddle where he would not normally see it, but he was still spotted.One day, Zhang Chu stayed in the bathroom alone for a long time. Zhang Zhihuai was very worried about what happened. When he was about to disperse, Zhang Chumu lay in the bathtub in a daze, not knowing how to react.He should be afraid. After his parents passed away, Zhang Zhihuai was the only person he could rely on. However, who would take such a trouble to keep a psychopath by his side?He was afraid that Zhang Zhihuai would not want him after he found out, so what should he do?

However, he didn't expect Zhang Zhihuai to cry. A big man's eyes were red like this, and he still gritted his teeth to hold back. He forced a smile as if to comfort Zhang Chu. When wiping his body, his fingers brushed the scars , Gently, itchy, made his heart move accordingly.

He suddenly discovered that Zhang Zhihuai was not that old, he didn't start to get fat and bald when he reached middle age like others, at least now he could even see the muscles covering his arms, his eyes were still good-looking, the eye sockets were slightly angled The sunken face looks so deep and charming, and there is no fat or wrinkle on his face... It was only then that he remembered that Zhang Zhihuai was only in his 30s.

"Why haven't you ever been married?" Zhang Zhihuai asked in a low voice when he was pulled up from the bathtub by Zhang Zhihuai to dry off and carry him back to the bedroom.

Zhang Zhihuai was stunned for a moment, and covered Zhang Chu's head with his big hands, "I used to be too poor to support myself."

Zhang Chu enjoys the warmth above his head and lies docilely in the bed, but he can't help but think wildly.

"Now you can support yourself, and you also support me..."

He said, a little sad

"I delayed you"

There should be many people who like his appearance. At first it was because of his poverty, but now he is afraid that he will be rejected by others because of raising him.

"What are you thinking about, it's not because of you"

His mind is easy to guess, as soon as he sees his sad and guilty expression, he knows what he is thinking.Seeing how sad he was and still trying to hold on, Zhang Zhihuai couldn't help but kissed his forehead.

"Let me tell you a story about my past"