It's not my fault to be ugly

"Zhuoying!"

Hearing someone calling herself, Xiang Ying turned her head and looked in the direction of the voice. The person who called him was a fat aunt, her hair was tied up with plastic clips, she was wearing a sweat shirt that had been thoroughly washed, and she was carrying a vegetable basket in her hand. , it seems that he just came back from the vegetable market.

"Ah... yes, Aunt Ah Feng!" Xiang Ying recognized her.

"Zhuo Ying, it's really you!" Aunt Ah Feng walked over with the joy of reunion after a long absence, and she walked over as if she couldn't believe it, and looked at the young man who was much taller than she remembered: "You came to Bailian Town. What's the matter?"

"I'm here to visit my aunt." Xiang Ying twitched the corners of her mouth, revealing an expression that could barely be called a smile: "My name is not Zhuo Ying anymore, and my adoptive father's surname is Xiang, so my name is Xiang Ying."

"Oh, that's it...the adoptive family has changed. Does your current adoptive father treat you well?"

"Well! My parents are very kind to me, and they see me as their own child."

"That's good, you child, you have suffered so much before, and you should live a good life." Aunt Ah Feng seemed to want to reach out and touch Xiang Ying's head, seeing Xiang Ying showing an expression of resistance , withdrew his hand: "You are still afraid of being touched, have you seen a psychiatrist?"

"After that incident, the social worker arranged a year of psychological counseling for me, and I'm much better now."

"Auntie Feng should have stopped your father at that time. If I had stopped him, maybe you wouldn't have been so seriously injured... Your adoptive father is simply inferior to a beast!" Auntie Feng's eyes flashed her own words. tears of guilt.

"Don't blame yourself, Aunt Ah Feng, after all, you are just a neighbor, no matter how you try to control it, you can't stop your father from beating your child."

"Oh." Aunt Afeng sighed heavily: "Zhuo...Xiangying, Aunt Afeng's family has moved to Bailian Town, which is on Dongsi Tiaolu to the east of the town. Come and sit down if you have time! Aunt Feng will make you your favorite rice cake."

"Well, okay, I'll go when I'm free." Xiang Ying waved his hand: "I'll go first."

"Hey." Aunt Ah Feng responded and waved her hand: "Come over to play when you have time!"

Xiangying took three steps in parallel and left in a hurry.Aunt Ah Feng is a kind-hearted person, but when he saw her face, unpleasant memories flooded into his mind like a Pandora's ink cartridge was opened, making him tremble all over.

When Xiang Ying was born, his parents passed away due to an accident. He was adopted in the orphanage not long after his first birthday.However, happiness did not favor him because of his tragic birth. Although the man who adopted him had a decent income, he was not a decent person.

For a long time, Xiang Ying thought that being beaten and abused by his father was normal, until Aunt Afeng, who often gave him delicious rice cakes, found the scars of abuse on his body and called the police for him.

Originally he thought he was going to be saved, but he thought so when he saw his "father" being taken away by the police.But the nightmare did not end so easily, and soon "father" was released by the police. The injury and abuse continued, but it was more secretive.

Xiang Ying started to suffer from insomnia when he was very young, and at night when he didn't dare to fall asleep, he looked at the small glass window alone, wondering why it was him?Why is he being abused like this?What is wrong with me?Is he really a nemesis as others cursed him?Ke killed his parents, so does he deserve to be abused now?

He began to hypnotically convince himself that he was guilty because he killed his parents when he was born, so now being abused is his punishment.Only thinking like this would make him feel better.

But a little psychological relief can't make the body feel better, and it's impossible for his nerves to be paralyzed suddenly, forgetting the torture and pain inflicted on the body.He became more and more afraid of touching others, which would make his whole body ache like being pricked by needles.He began to be mentally weak, as long as he heard the voice of "father" - even the sound of footsteps and breathing, he would immediately become alert, just like a herbivore that smells the breath of a beast in the downwind, and just wants to find a place to hide .

But where could he hide when the law could not afford him refuge.

Until the age of eight, the man made a big noise when he beat him, and Aunt Afeng called the police again.This time he was finally saved and returned to the orphanage.

The orphanage wasn't such a good place, but at least he could breathe with confidence.

After returning to the orphanage, he was adopted by a family surnamed Xiang, and his name was changed to Xiang Ying. After that, he never saw Aunt Afeng again, and he didn't expect her to move to Bailian Town.

Thinking of those cowardly and incompetent pasts that could only be abused, Xiang Ying couldn't help clenching his teeth and clenching his fists. If he was given another chance to meet the person he once called his "father", he would definitely do nothing. Without hesitation, he punched this fist in his face.

Hit his seven orifices to bleed!Rip his stomach fiercely to see if that demon has a heart!

Constantly imagining the bloody scene of beating him up, Xiang Ying felt a little better.

It was already the time for school to leave at noon, and groups of students kept pouring out from the school gate not far away.Xiang Ying glanced at them and walked over indifferently.

At this time, a few students walked towards him quickly, Xiang Ying couldn't dodge in time, and was knocked sideways. The student who hit him immediately apologized to him.He has dyed yellow hair, but he is surprisingly polite.

"Hey, Cen Fayu, you don't have eyes or you can't walk." The boy who was walking with the yellow-haired student complained meanly.

"Hey, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The yellow-haired boy named Cen Fayu apologized desperately.

"It's okay." Xiang Ying stood up and glanced at him and the students beside him.

Like a thunderbolt falling in front of his eyes, Xiang Ying widened his eyes and looked at the boy.The boy looked at him in a daze, and smiled embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, it's all my brother's fault. You don't have eyes when you walk. You didn't get hurt anywhere, did you?"

"...No." Xiang Ying finally found her voice, and spoke jerkyly.

The boy smiled, and his smile was really beautiful, as if the sky was covered with dark clouds and the clouds suddenly cleared up. Although it was only the Tyndall effect, the beautiful beam of light leaking from the clouds gave people a feeling of being bathed in the holy light and being able to A sense of redemption.

It turns out that there are really people in this world who are favored by heaven. This perfect appearance must be a masterpiece created by the Creator when he was in the best mood.This is a gift from the Creator and a rare treasure in human history.Even if the head is empty, this skin alone is worth a lot.If Narcissus, known for his beauty and narcissism, had seen him, he would have thrown himself into the water in shame.

By the time Xiangying reacted, the boy had already left.Xiang Ying couldn't help being in a trance, wondering if the person she saw just now really existed.But the arm hit by that yellow-haired man named Cen Fayu was still aching.

Xiang Ying returned to her aunt's house, had a hasty lunch and then went out with her camera.He squatted in the cold drink shop next to Bailian Middle School, staring intently at the students returning to school one after another in the afternoon.

Waiting is not difficult for him. Many times, in order to take a perfect photo, he even has to wait for as long as two or three days.He waited patiently like never before, until the class was about to start, and finally saw the boy and Huang Mao walking over, talking and laughing.

Xiang Ying immediately pressed the shutter.

It wasn't until the boy and his classmates entered the school gate and he put down the camera that he realized that his fingers were trembling.It was a thrill of excitement.

He could hardly hold back, and immediately ran back to his aunt's house, packed up his things, greeted his aunt, and got on the bus back to Jiangshuo City.He wants to return to the darkroom at home in the shortest possible time and develop the photos he has taken.

Those photos were really well taken, and each one made him so excited that he wanted to cry.

At this time, he felt that if he was the creator, he would definitely cry with excitement when facing his most perfect work.

He couldn't wait to share his work with everyone, so he sent photos to several magazines with whom he often collaborates.Several magazines do not believe in the authenticity of the photos, suspecting that they were made with computer software.But there is one family that doesn't care about these things. Their purpose is as long as the photos look good, so Xiangying finally sold the photos to them.

He later found out that it was a pornographic magazine, and its readers were almost all people who had an extraordinary interest in young people, in other words, pedophiles.

Then the photo became popular in a small area, and was reprinted by several other magazines. Xiang Ying also received successive remittances for the use of the photo.As for the nature of these reprinted magazines, he did not go into details.

It just so happened that her adoptive father's business had entered a bottleneck period, so Xiang Ying used the money to help the family through the difficult period.

So, the boy in this photo is really a god...Xiang Ying pressed the photo under the pillow, closed her eyes and waited for the night to come.Maybe with the blessing of this god, he doesn't have to worry about nightmares.

"Hey! Ah Gan!" Chen Yan was standing by the basketball court and shouted, "Go eat!"

Feng Dingqian caught the basketball falling from the basket, wiped off his sweat, turned around and walked over: "Let's go."

The two of them walked to the locker room of the gymnasium, hurriedly washed their hair and took a shower, then put on their schoolbags and walked to the cafeteria.

"By the way, I saw a photo recently..." Chen Yan was pulling out a book from his backpack, picked up the photo in the book and handed it over: "Look, the person on it is your brother."

"What brother..." Feng Dingqian laughed mockingly, took a look at the photo and said, "It is indeed him. Where did you see it?"

"...I saw a magazine from my cousin." Chen Yanzheng seemed a little embarrassed to speak, and hesitated for a while: "My cousin came out to the family at the age of 16..."

Although they were two irrelevant words, Feng Dingqian immediately guessed the nature of the magazine that Chen Yanzheng saw, his face turned dark immediately, he took out his mobile phone and made a call, and the connection was quickly connected.

"Feng Dingkun, are you short of money recently? So short that you want to sell yourself?!" Feng Dingqian covered his face with such a severe accusation, not only the younger brother on the phone, but also Chen Yanzheng became embarrassed.

It's just taking a photo for a magazine... There's no need to go to the point of prostitution... But speaking of it, for the Feng family, publishing a photo in a magazine is probably the lower limit of respectability.No wonder Ah-gan was so angry.Chen Yan was secretly slandering.

"What's selling yourself?!" The boy's puzzled and aggrieved voice came over the phone.

"You know what you do yourself!" Feng Dingqian frowned, his expression indifferent: "It doesn't matter if you are shameless, my father and I both want shame!"

"Are you sick? Who are you calling shameless..." The boy over there was about to start scolding, but Feng Dingqian had already hung up the phone.

"Oh, Ah Gan, don't be so strict." Chen Yanzheng also has a younger brother in his own family, who is younger than A Gan's younger brother. He is only four or five years old now, and it is the time when the white and soft ball is cute.This is the same as Aiwujiwu. My younger brother is cute, so no younger brother in the world will be too bearish.

"Your brother is still in adolescence, and the three views have not been fully established. He may have been coaxed for a while. As an older brother, you should guide him more..."

Chen Yanzheng was still talking about it, but Feng Dingqian had already walked a long way with his backpack on his back.

Feng Dingkun hung up the phone and complained to his friend angrily: "What kind of broken brother am I! Either I don't contact you, or I finally make a call, just to scold me!"

Cen Fayu was sitting beside him, putting noodles into his mouth with his left hand, and copying his homework with his right hand. He was able to speak with both sides in his busy schedule and asked, "Why didn't your father take you back to Jiangshuo City?"

"Well, my father said that I have been in poor health since I was a child, so he put me in foster care with Master. One is to let Master take care of my body, and the other is to let me take some pains to exercise."

"I don't understand your father, are you his biological child?" Cen Fayu said casually, finished snoring the noodles and finished copying homework.He stood up and pulled Feng Dingkun up: "Let's go, go play games."

The two threw their schoolbags into the house, and ran to the Internet cafe at the corner of the street to turn on two computers, skillfully opening a recently popular online game.

"Akun, that 'Extraordinary' is online!" Cen Fayu yelled.

"Oh, it's the guy who bullied you yesterday?" Feng Dingkun stared at the computer and rubbed his fists: "Watch me kneel and he will avenge you!"

Zhuo Ying stared at the computer screen, and angrily threw the mouse aside.

At this time the phone rang, Zhuo Ying frowned and answered the phone, with an impatient tone: "Is there something wrong?"

"Are you playing games again?" There was a nice female voice over there: "Did your father tell you to go back to China just to let you play games?"

Zhuo Ying rolled her eyes, and put her legs on the table: "Zhuo Ya, do you really think you are my sister? Can you take care of what I do?"

"If you are so careful again, I will tell my father."

Although I really want to say "Then you go and sue", but even if you return to the country, your father will be beyond his reach, and Zhuo Ying will not dare to challenge his authority, even if he secretly contradicts Zhuo Ya.

"What exactly are you calling for?"

"That girlfriend of yours, Elsa or Bella, keeps pestering me asking where you've been."

"The ex-girlfriend is Elsa, and the ex-girlfriend is Bella."

"That's enough. I don't care if she is Elsa or Bella, whether you can get these things done in the future, don't always let me wipe your ass."

"Wouldn't it be better if you just ignore her?"

Zhuo Ya sighed: "Can't you explain it to her yourself?"

"Okay, okay, I know."

"Can you stop messing with these women in the future, all of them have big breasts and no brains and only know how to cry."

Zhuo Ying giggled: "Then I'll go and provoke the foolish man, okay? Anyway, I don't care, as long as you have a good face, you can be male or female."

"You..." Hearing the word Zhuo Ying uttered, Zhuo Ya, feeling offended, said "I'm really shameless" and hung up the phone.

Zhuo Ying didn't mind throwing away the phone, when the helper came in and put the takeaway he ordered on the table.backed out.

Ling Yuxin returned to the takeaway shop, wiped the sweat off his face, and put the empty takeaway box on the floor of the kitchen.He stretched out his hand to pick up the water glass on the countertop and slurped down the cold water.There was a sweet smell in the water. He glanced at Ah Yuan who was squatting in the corner washing dishes, and sipped the taste of sugarcane juice into his throat.

A Yuan looked up at him, Ling Yuxin sipped the water in the glass, raised his eyebrows and looked at A Yuan.His eyes are beautiful, clear eyes, and when he looks at people with raised eyebrows, he is almost naked flirtatious.

Ah Yuan immediately turned back with a blushing face.

Ling Yuxin smiled and put down the water glass, walked out of the kitchen and went to the front to help.He obviously knows his own charm very well, and he also knows how to flirt, knowing when to give what kind of eyes, how to smile, and how to judge whether to go further or stop based on the other party's reaction.

This is simply like the despicable obscenity that has been immersed in the romantic scene since childhood and honed among a bunch of fireworks girls.It's a pity that few people can perceive it, and most people can only see his cute and delicate appearance.

After work, Ling Yuxin collected his wages for the day, rolled out his bicycle from behind the takeaway shop, and rode on it.Ah Yuan also got off work, and walked on the road alone with his pockets in his pocket.His hair was very short, exposing the back of his fair neck, which was a beautiful curve, which caused Ling Yuxin's Adam's apple to roll unnaturally.

"Xia Deyuan." Ling Yuxin yelled, and Ding Lingling rang the car bell.

The boy in front turned his head, met Ling Yuxin's eyes, and said a little shyly, "Hi."

"You put the sugarcane juice in my cup, right?" Ling Yuxin stopped the car, put one leg on the ground, and looked at A Yuan.

"How do you know?" Ah Yuan opened his eyes wide in surprise.

Ling Yuxin smiled and leaned over, touched A Yuan's lips unexpectedly: "Because your mouth...has the sweet taste of sugarcane."

Ah Yuan stared, as if he was completely dumbfounded.Ling Yuxin raised his body as if nothing had happened: "Do you want to go to my house to play?"

"...Uh...I..."

"Aren't you going?" Ling Yuxin raised his eyebrows and looked at A Yuan with watery eyes.

"Go...it's just so late, will it disturb your family?"

"My mom has gone to work the night shift and there is no one else in the house."

So A Yuan obediently sat on the back seat of Ling Yuxin's bicycle, just like many people who had sat in this seat before, stretched out his arms to wrap around Ling Yuxin's waist.

The author has something to say:

In order to allow you to see the abused brother earlier, I deleted the next ten chapters.Well, I'm about to abuse my brother