The beauty of fast wearing

The life in the capital seems to be peaceful, but it is actually turbulent in the dark.

Xia Zhihua had a rare good night's sleep last night, and looked good today. He wandered to the bottom of the maple tree and began to be in a daze every day.

The life here is so boring, so boring that he doesn't even have the energy to speak.

I don't know how long it took, Niall suddenly appeared in the yard wearing a white robe stained with dew, Xia Zhihua was taken aback, "Where did you go yesterday?"

"I have dealt with some official business." Niall looked calm, and he asked: "Did you have a nightmare again yesterday? Woke up so early?"

It's only six o'clock now, the sky has just turned white, and the golden light is looming.Xia Zhihua stretched her waist and said with a smile: "I felt good yesterday, and now I am full of energy. It is no problem for me to kill a cow."

Niall gave him a strange look, and said slowly: "It turns out that killing a cow requires a lot of energy."

Looking at the man's expression of why are you so weak, Xia Zhihua's heart was filled with embarrassment.

That night--

"Hmm... lighten up... bastard..." The young man's white and delicate fingers scratched bloodstains on the man's broad back, as if he had been ruthless, he suddenly raised his head and bit a deep bite on the man's face Deep tooth marks.

Nial's movements stopped for a moment, and in the next second, he acted even more fiercely in the young man's triumphant expression.

"You...you...you bastard...you pervert..." Xia Zhihua was able to curse a few words at first, but then lost her energy, and could only let out pitiful whimpers and begging for mercy, "Ni Yar...husband...please forgive me! I really can't do it anymore, I will die. "

Niall made a deep head, and he bit his teeth on the young man's face in retaliation. He raised his eyebrows and said, "I think you were still very energetic before! Why are you withered now?"

"I...was wrong, I really know... I was wrong." Xia Zhihua felt that she had no sensation below the waist, and if she continued to do it, sooner or later his kidneys would have problems.

Realizing that the young man was really going to reach his limit, Niall sighed regretfully. He hugged Xia Zhihua in his arms and kissed his lips comfortingly, "One last time."

Xia Zhihua's eyes widened, and a huge pleasure rose from the tailbone, making him unable to say anything.

The two happily rolled the sheets in the middle of the night, Xia Zhihua was in a semi-comatose state at the end, Niall cleaned him, took a bath, changed his clothes with his own hands, and the sheets that were originally stained with white liquid also disappeared. Wash it down with cleansing magic.

Obviously already so tired, but Xia Zhihua started dreaming again that night.

When Xia Zhihua was 15 years old, his younger sister Xia Mingzhu was already in the second grade at the age of seven.

The father didn't abuse him anymore, but he still spoke viciously, as if he was his enemy. The mother threw herself on her newborn daughter with full satisfaction, ignoring his existence, as if she could ignore her in this way. guilt for his son.

But his little sister likes him very much.

Xia Mingzhu is a completely different person from him, she is not particularly beautiful, she does not have the double eyelids and big eyes that are popular nowadays, but she has a very lively personality, she is the king of children in the entire community, and countless children are willing to support her when she says hello. charge'.

Xia Zhihua loathed her, and this loathing was mixed with jealousy and envy, which made him at a loss.

So Xia Zhihua can only stay away from her, and further away, he doesn't want to be swallowed by the devil in his heart.

Xia Mingzhu likes his brother very much, she will pull his clothes and look at him pitifully, she will help his father when he is in trouble, and she will secretly save her pocket money to buy clothes for him— —Although he didn't accept it.

She is a good sister, but he is not a good brother.

When knocking off the girl's hand again, Xia Zhihua couldn't control himself, he poured out all the darkness locked in his heart, and scolded the other party viciously.He has almost forgotten what he scolded, and he vaguely remembers some very exaggerated words.

He looked at the girl's hurt eyes, and his heart was filled with the pleasure of revenge.

He is a cowardly man, he is no different from all the boys who bully him, he bullies the soft and fears the hard.He didn't dare to attack Xia Hui, so he chose his beloved daughter.

That day, Xia Zhihua was beaten again after a long absence, because the other party found out about him scolding Xia Mingzhu from somewhere.

The life of domestic violence hit him again.

Xia Zhihua didn't want to live like this anymore, he was really afraid that one day he would pick up a kitchen knife, chop off the man's head viciously, and cook the stew—even though in his dream he had already Have done this countless times.

It took him a year to plan his escape.

Although Xia Zhihua was not welcome at home, he was not missing in terms of money. He secretly saved the money he had paid for the cram school, and didn't eat lunch. He was hungry at school every day at noon.Fifteen or sixteen-year-old children are just growing up. Because of malnutrition, Xia Zhihua is as thin as a bamboo pole. Looking from a distance, it seems that a gust of wind can blow it.

But no one noticed him, because he was a pitiful and hateful person. His cowardice made him have no friends, but having no friends made him even more confident and cowardly, like an endless loop.

When at home, Xia Mingzhu would often pick him some delicious meat dishes, but in Xia Zhihua's eyes, it was undoubtedly that the other party was showing off her favor to him.

Xia Zhihua in her teenage years was such a gloomy person that she hated herself.

At that time, the control of ID cards was not very strict, and people could apply for ID cards when they were about the age.When he was about to turn 16 in two months, the teenager secretly stole the household registration book from home and went to apply for a certificate.

Forty days later, he got what he needed to escape.

Xia Zhihua was very cautious about his escape plan. He knew that there was only one chance, and once he escaped and was found, he would probably face even more terrifying punches and kicks in the future.

And in June, Xia Mingzhu was already in the third grade at that time, and the school prepared a one-day and one-night field camp. Both Xia Hui and Chen Man would participate. Opportunity.

Early in the morning, they had just left.

Xia Zhihua ran to the master bedroom to rummage through boxes and cabinets. This year, he had saved more than 3000 yuan, but it was not enough to support his escape plan. He needed more...more money.

He was rummaging for things, while Xia Hui, who had left not long ago, was rushing back because he dropped his camera.

Just when Xia Zhihua couldn't find the passbook and was about to pawn a gold chain, she happened to meet Xia Hui who was returning home.

Xia Hui became angry when he saw the room. He habitually pulled out his belt and waved it towards Xia Zhihua, "You bastard, what are you doing? Quickly put down the thing in your hand..."

"Damn it." The young man cursed angrily, and he ran out of the house without saying a word, but Xia Zhihua, who was physically weak, was Xia Hui's opponent, and the man pressed him down and beat him after a few strokes.

"Brother... Dad..." Xia Mingzhu who was standing at the door of the house called hesitantly. She trotted over to hold Xia Hui's hand, and used her small body to block Xia Zhihua, "Dad, don't hit brother again. ,I beg you……"

Xia Zhihua, who was free, rushed out the door without saying a word. When he pressed the elevator, he saw the girl's surprised and injured expression through the tiny gap, and the young man suddenly felt a little out of breath.

You are not wrong, this place is not your home, you are not wrong... you are not wrong...

Xia Zhihua said to herself again and again, the longing for a free life finally overwhelmed his guilt towards the girl, he took the train ticket he had booked in advance to another city, in order to prevent the police from relying on their ID cards to use Records found him.

After he got off the train, he immediately transferred to a long-distance bus that did not require an ID card, and came to another, more distant city.

Afterwards, he changed trains several times. After about a week, he settled in a small remote county town with a backing to the mountains. The traffic in this place is not developed, there is no train and motor vehicle, and there is only one bus going outside every day. Depart on time at ten o'clock.

Xia Zhihua, who escaped here, was finally relieved. He went to a small cheap hotel, took a good bath, rested for a night, and ran to find a house in high spirits the next day. On the low side, the monthly rent is only three hundred.

Xia Zhihua lived here like this. He looks good, even if he is thin, he can't hide his cute face.

He just ran away now, so he didn't dare to show his ID card. When he went to a small restaurant to apply for a job, he said that he had lost his ID card. Fortunately, the control was not strict at that time. The boss was doing a small business, so he used it without saying a word. he.

Xia Zhihua stayed here for more than three months.

During the past three months, he met his only friend, a tall and handsome boy with aristocratic air in every gesture. He would come to the restaurant where he worked every day for dinner. I will talk to him and talk about what I have seen and heard around me.

Xia Zhihua likes him very much, but occasionally he will feel inferior. The other party is so smart, but he is a big fool.

Fortunately, the boys don't dislike him, and often take him to some interesting places to play.

Sometimes, the other party would also ask him about his past, why he didn't go to school, but Xia Zhihua vaguely passed it on.

At the end of September, Xia Zhihua was found.

Xia Zhihua stayed there silently, and it was his mother Chen Man who came to pick him up. She hadn't seen him for three months. Chen Man looked much older, with a lot of gray hair on her temples. Holding him and crying, the tears kept flowing down like a faucet.

"Xiaohua." These were the first words she said to him after she came, "Mingzhu is dead."

Xia Zhihua was hugged by her in a daze. The woman's embrace was too warm. He struggled a little unaccustomed to it, and the young man said dryly, "Are you kidding...how did Mingzhu die? She is still so young... ...how could you die?"