Can't be chased

There was dryness and pain in the corner of his eyes, and An Fan remembered to blink, and he felt a little better.

He turned on the faucet again, rinsed his mouth with cold water, and washed his face again.

He pulled out a smile at the person in the mirror, and collapsed within two seconds.It's a bit difficult, it seems that when Sheng Ming comes back at night, he should pretend to sleep.

An Fan opened the bathroom door and walked towards the living room, but his footsteps suddenly stopped.

Sheng Ming was sitting on the sofa, staring straight at him.

"You, when did you come back?" An Fan pinched his palms, his voice trembling.

Sheng Ming laughed, that smile was full of cruel pleasure, with haughty disdain, as if looking at a dirty ant.

"Just got back. Just met a guy downstairs who gave me a really interesting thing."

An Fan had a tinnitus for a moment, the thing he wanted to grab so much finally came to an end.

"What are you talking about?" An Fan could hardly hear his own voice, only felt his mouth opening and closing a few times.

Sheng Ming withdrew his gaze, still with a half-smile expression, picked up the photo from the table and waved it at An Fan, then calmly picked up the lighter at hand, and lit it.

The photo is not very good, the flame of the lighter has been on for a long time.

"Don't worry, I don't care about this thing." Sheng Ming threw the nearly burnt photo into the ashtray, let it burn to ashes, clapped his hands, and looked at An Fan with a smile, "Fanfan, come here."

His voice was played softly, like an intimate sweet talk from a lover, but it made Anfan feel great panic.However, his footsteps seemed to be bewitched, and he walked to the side of the sofa following the words.

He had just approached the sofa when Sheng Ming suddenly pulled him into his arms and smoothed the hair on the back of An Fan's head while he was struggling: "Don't move."

An Fan really didn't move, and there was a gentle touch from the back of his head. He looked at Sheng Ming, and forgot to breathe for a while.

Sheng Ming hugged him in a very intimate/intimate position, put his hands on Anfan's abdomen, and stroked gently: "I didn't know that Fanfan could have children."

His subordinates suddenly exerted force, An Fan cried out in pain, but couldn't avoid it, Sheng Ming continued: "I asked Fanfan before if it was useful here, how did Fanfan answer me?"

An Fan finally couldn't hold back his tears, no matter how much he hated or hurt in front of Li Chengfang, he would never shed a tear, but in front of Sheng Ming, he easily felt wronged.

"Sheng Ming, I..."

Sheng Ming put his hand on his mouth: "Why don't you tell me first, I//fucked you for two years, why is there no movement here?"

An Fan clenched his teeth and completely lost his voice.

Sheng Ming suddenly turned over and pressed him under him, and tore off An Fan's clothes. His movements were ruthless/rough/violent, and wherever An Fan was pinched, there was a red mark.

An Fan didn't have time to care about the pain, he was overwhelmed by great fear, he was afraid of such Sheng Ming.

"It's okay, we have plenty of time."

When Sheng Ming went in, An Fan's eyes turned black from the pain, and subconsciously wanted to escape, but he shrank back a little before Sheng Ming snatched him back.

At the last moment, Sheng Ming grabbed his neck, and in a strong sense of suffocation, An Fan heard Sheng Ming's voice, like a cruel/tyrannical king: "You should be glad that you can still have children, I'll I'm tired of you."

Why?Why has to be this way?

An Fan woke up in the middle of the night, the light from the night light shrouded the bedroom in a warm and comfortable dark yellow, behind him was the sound of Sheng Ming's breathing, soft and peaceful, that terrible sex seemed to be his one Dream.

But the pain on his body and the bruising on his wrist all showed that it wasn't.

An Fan got out of bed lightly, making sure he didn't disturb Sheng Ming, and went to the living room cautiously.He walked very slowly, and the pain forced him to hold on to the wall so as not to fall.

Fortunately, the medicine is still there.

He poured out two pills, and instead of pouring hot water, he directly picked up the half glass of cold water on the table and wanted to drink it, but a hand came out and snatched it away.

An Fan was taken aback, the water glass was thrown out and hit the corner of the wall, making a clattering sound, and the fragments splashed out.

An Fan held the pill tightly in his hand, and at some point blood came out of his mouth.Sheng Ming pinched his chin, and every word seemed to come out from between his teeth: "You don't want to give birth to me so much?"

An Fan was terrified by the words "have a baby", and he begged in his voice: "Sheng Ming, I'm afraid of that, I don't want to..."

All expressions on Sheng Ming's face were put away, he threw An Fan on the ground, expressionless, condescending: "You have no choice, don't forget your identity."

An Fan pressed his hand to the ground, a shard of glass pierced in, and a lot of blood flowed out, but he didn't feel anything, and even pressed his hand even tighter.

Sheng Ming didn't go back to the bedroom, but directly changed his clothes and left. The door was closed hard, and An Fan's tears fell into the blood on the ground, and he gradually fainted.

"Sheng Ming, I want to live..."

His voice floated in the empty room.

An Fan's memories of before the age of six are very vague, they are all fragmented fragments, and he does not know whether they are true or not, because sometimes dreams and fantasies are repeated too many times, and with the passage of time, they are easily distorted into the reality .

His impression of An He finally stayed at the parting. Every movement, every look, every word of An He that day seemed to be engraved in his heart, and he kept recalling it in the long ten years after that, over and over again. One time, it became a deep-seated attachment.

The last day An Fan and An He were together was actually one of his very happy days.

An He took him to the playground, bought him ice cream, and dolls, and accompanied him to fish for goldfish...An He would agree to whatever he wanted, and when he was tired, An He would carry him on his back.

At that time, he thought, why is Dad so good, if only he can always be so good.

He didn't expect this "always" to be so short.

Back home that night, An He didn't let him go to bed on time as usual, but helped him pack his schoolbag.

An Fan is very strange, didn't he just come back?An He told him, would it be good for Fanfan to live with Uncle Qin, and he would not be able to stay with Fanfan after his father had something to do.

An Fan was terrified, went to hug An He and did not let go, crying so hard that he couldn't speak, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a "don't".

An He didn't disturb him, but knelt down and hugged him.He kept kissing An Fan's face, with a strong love that An Fan had hardly felt before.

"Fanfan, I'm sorry." His voice was extremely painful, "Dad knows you are only six years old, but Dad really can't help it."

There were tears dripping on Anfan's hair: "Dad misses your mother so much."

An Fan opened his teary eyes and asked, "Are you going to find Mom?" Mom, he felt unfamiliar and strange when he yelled these two words.

An He nodded, with a gentle smile on her face: "But your mother will definitely be angry with me for leaving you here alone."

An Fan couldn't hold back his tears again, he sobbed and said, "Can't Daddy take Fanfan with him? Fanfan also misses his mother."

An He shook his head and wiped away his tears: "Fanfan has to live a good life and come back to see his parents in a few years. Otherwise, your mother will be sad."

"Mom doesn't like Fanfan?"

An He didn't know what he remembered, his face was full of long memories: "No, he loves you very much. Mom and Dad love you very much."

An Fan didn't understand much at that time, he only knew that his father didn't want him anymore, and he held on to An He so tightly that he didn't let go, An He hugged him back, with all the guilt and love of a father: "Fan Fan, Dad doesn't beg you I can forgive, I just hope that you can live well."

His complexion suddenly became serious, his eyes were red, and his hands worked hard: "Remember, Fanfan, never, never give birth to other people's children."

"My Fanfan is a special child just like my mother. Living in this world is more difficult than other children. I just hope you don't be afraid. Mom and Dad are watching you."

After that day, An Fan never saw An He again.He told himself that he couldn't let go of An He's hand, but he fell asleep crying and tired, and lost his loved one forever if he let go.

The family house was sold, and all An He's savings were handed over to Qin Side. There was only one condition, to take good care of An Fan.

Maybe Qin Side agreed sincerely at that time, maybe he once really wanted to love An Fan for An He, otherwise An He would not have given him his only concern.

It can only be said that the world is changeable, and living is a matter of rubbing people into rounds and flats at will, and Qin Side can't predict his own future.

Qin Side was the only person who did not break off relations with An He and Ren Qingning after they were together, and he was also the one who knew the decadence and hopelessness of An He after Ren Qingning gave birth and died. He had seen the legends and joys and sorrows of this family , I also sighed less.

He had some special feelings for Ren Qingning back then, and later, when Ren Qingning and An were reconciled, he became a family himself, but he never had a child. It would be desirable to raise Anfan, although this child is a bit special, he It took some time for my wife to slowly accept it.

However, later, when he got involved in gambling, it ruined everything about him, and everything about Anfan.

The family's money was emptied, and the wife couldn't stand it and wanted to divorce him. It was useless to ask him any more. It was only later that she found out that she already had someone else outside, so she gave up.

After the divorce, Qin Side became even more decadent. No one cared about him, but he got deeper and deeper into gambling/gambling. Sometimes he would reflect on his own dissatisfaction, and even began to complain about An He. Why did he spend such a large sum of money? Give him money, thinking that An He is the culprit who pushed him into hell.

In the beginning, he would still spurn himself, and immediately dismiss the thought, but later this thought came out again and again, and it was constantly strengthened, gradually becoming the fact he believed.After that, he also disliked Anfan more and more. Although he didn't want to beat and scold him, he was completely indifferent and let him fend for himself.

Later, in order to avoid debts, he began to take Anfan to various cities, and Anfan also never entered the school after dropping out of school for the first time.

At first, An Fan wanted to find An He, but Qin Side captured him and locked him in the house for a day and a night. Qin Side told him that An He had died a long time ago, and he had no relatives in this world.

"You can only rely on my father to support you." These were the last words Qin Side said to him before going out.

After that day, An Fan became obedient, no longer thinking about resisting Qin Side, and no longer thinking about leaving, just like the name An He gave him, guarding his deformed body, living an ordinary life This life.

At that time, he also held a little closeness to Qin Side, because only he knew his physical condition, and he never told others about it, nor used it to humiliate/humiliate himself.

He used to get close to many people presumptuously, but later he couldn't see how stupid he was, so he woke him up with a slap.

After waking up, An Fan also hated many people, but among these people, Sheng Ming was never included.

Because, that was the only light he ever had.Even though it was later discovered that it was only day and night, the sunlight that once shone on his body really warmed his body.

The most important thing is that he did all of this willingly.Sheng Ming didn't force him, and he clearly put all the rules in front of him at the beginning. He chose it himself, so he can never blame Sheng Ming.