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Chapter 66 I heard that you want to be a coquettish slut 1.6

The little boy who was spied on was startled, and squatted reflexively to hide himself tightly.

The boy outside the window was not afraid of life, and ran to the window excitedly, but unfortunately the window was too high, and he was not tall enough, so he had no choice but to raise his neck slightly and open his mouth to the empty window.

'Hey, who are you? '

Hearing the voice from outside, the little boy hiding under the eaves of the window became even more uneasy. He didn't know whether he should reply to the other party's words, or whether he should close the window. Looking at the window that was close at hand, he His hand has not been raised yet.

The little boy seems to be used to being flattered by others. Suddenly, someone played a card out of common sense and made him reflexively blurt out the threat that he usually talks about: "How dare you not answer my young master's words, hum, let this young master know you Who is behind, I will definitely let Dad fire you. '

'……'silence.

'Hey, tell me, are you dumb? '

'Why are you peeping at me from behind the window? '

'Do you live here?May I have your name? '

……

The little boy squatted under the window eaves, listening to the voices from outside. Although the content inside was upside down, and there were threatening words in it from time to time, he was rarely happy.

This was the first voice he had heard other than his mother in three years.

'Forget it if you don't speak, then I'm leaving, and I won't come here again. ' the little boy made a funny face towards the empty window after he finished speaking.

Hearing this, the little boy panicked immediately. He hurriedly stood up and looked out of the window with his feet on his feet, and suddenly bumped into the sly eyes of the person outside the window.

'Hahaha... You really fell for it, so stupid. 'The boy seemed to be very happy and proud, holding his belly and smiling brilliantly outside.

At the beginning, the little boy was still a little panicked, but after seeing the bright smile on the other side, his heart suddenly settled down, and he opened his moist eyes and looked at the very happy person smiling outside without blinking. .

In the end, as if infected, a slight smile appeared on his face for the first time in three years.

The little boy laughed for a while, seeing that the person on the window sill was just staring at him without speaking, he curled his lips and said, "You can't really be dumb, can't you speak?" '

The little boy clearly wanted to say no, but his voice, which had seldom spoken in the past three years, was a little uncontrollable at this time, which made him open his mouth but could not squeeze out a syllable from his throat.

Seeing him like this, the boy outside the window thought his guess had come true, thinking that he had laughed at the other party for being dumb just now, with a look of shame on his face, he handed over the hot cocoa that had just been inserted into his hand and had not come yet with a straw, twitching Said: "Here, here you are." '

The little boy was a little unresponsive, staring blankly at the steaming paper cup handed over by the other party, and forgot how to act for a moment.

Seeing him not moving for a while, the little boy thought that the other party was still angry, and the young master's temper came up again. He was just about to threaten and threaten, but thinking that the other party was so pitiful that he couldn't speak, he swallowed his words again, blushing slightly He said awkwardly: "I haven't had time to drink yet, so just take it as an apology, don't be so stingy." '

The little boy looked at the paper cup that was handed to him by the other party, which was still some distance away from the window, and stretched out his hand to take it with all his might.

The little boy outside the window saw that he finally took the things, and said with a clear face; "This is hot cocoa. I like to drink it the most. It's delicious. When you're in a bad mood, have a cup and you'll feel better." '

Looking at the chattering and smiling people outside the window, the little boy didn't say a word, holding the hot cocoa with both hands in a daze, the temperature in the cup was transmitted to the palm of his hand through the cup wall, as if the temperature of the heart was ironed, rising, It was warm and comfortable.

The mellow milky aroma of hot cocoa lingers from the straw, dispelling the coldness in the room.

'Young Master, Young Master, it's time to go home. '

Hearing the call from not far away, the little boy suddenly felt a burst of reluctance. He liked this person with a bright smile very much, and he didn't want him to leave at all.

The little boy seemed very upset too, wrinkled his face, but he still answered the sentence and then turned to the humanity by the window sill: "Hey, I'm home, do you live here?"I'll come back to play with you in two days, and then I'll bring you hot cocoa, okay? 'After speaking, he looked at him expectantly, waiting for the other party's reply.

Feeling the warmth in his palm, the little boy nodded firmly. Sure enough, the people outside the window laughed even happier after seeing him nodding. The beautiful big eyes said slyly: "Then let's match the code." '

signal?There was a daze in the little boy's eyes.

The boy didn't notice the puzzlement in his eyes at all, and continued on his own: "When the time comes, I will call 'Sweet and Fragrant Hot Cocoa' outside, and you will clap your hands three times inside. If the signal is correct, you will show up again." ,How about it? '

Although he didn't understand the meaning of the code at all, the little boy nodded obediently when he saw the proud man smiling outside the window. Seeing this, the little boy waved his hand at him with a smile on his face and ran away quickly.

Until the back of the other party completely disappeared from sight, he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and the faint scent of milk still lingered on the tip of his nose.

……

The cold and familiar ground, the damp and familiar coldness, and the severe pain in the body... The little boy's hands and feet were firmly bound, and he lay on the ground covered in blood like a corpse. His already thin wrist was strangled by the rope. It was bloody and bloody, and the bones of the bones were faintly visible.

The narrow space was filled with a strong smell of blood. Not far from the window sill, the scent of milk sprinkled on the ground attracted a large number of ants to stop, leaving a crushed paper cup lying alone.

The little boy knew that whenever his mother's drug addiction relapsed, his mother would curse and beat him, using stools, wooden sticks, shoe soles, glass, and even burning tongs... He couldn't run away, resist, hide, and could only Firmly covering his head, praying that all this will end soon.

Yesterday, my mother committed a drug addiction again, and took out a bloody bone from his chest.

He was in so much pain, resisted desperately, cried bitterly, yelled, and cried out that his mother would not want him, but his mother smiled happily, and it was also very strange. She looked at her eyes, as if she was revealing But he looked at the deep-rooted enemy.

He clearly remembered the pain when his chest was cut open by the glass, the moment when his bones were broken, the severe pain caused uncontrollable convulsions all over his body, and the piercing pain made him struggle violently and recklessly, the gagged mouth There was an indistinct sound in the middle, and the wrist was strangled so that the flesh and blood rolled.

Then, as time passed, he felt more and more cold, and his whole body, from the inside out, was soaked with ice.

Until he woke up again, he woke up in a white ward, everything around him was strange, but everyone was kind.

It turned out that he was rescued by a kind-hearted person who, after knowing everything about him, was willing to support him until the end of his studies, and even forged a brand new identity in order to let him get rid of everything.

He has a new name - Yi Su.

Everything seemed to have changed, he could go to school like a normal person, and finally he didn't have to be imprisoned in that dark room. Except for the scars all over his body and the rib that was lost forever, everything seemed to be back to the original point.

Then year after year, until the little boy grows into a handsome boy, he will receive tuition fees sent to him by kind people every year, and even encourage him when he encounters difficulties. Everything in childhood seems to be just an accident. Real dream.

Not long ago, he received a notice from the other party, saying that the woman wanted to see him, and he could obviously refuse. After all, the other party brought him nothing but injuries and nightmares, but he still couldn't help but want to see her, and then Childhood nightmare, everything repeats itself.

Yi Su has always remembered the two words that echoed in his ears since he was a child - revenge.

But sometimes he also gets confused, is it really worth it?

He has never seen the bricks and tiles of the Su family, and he has never enjoyed the care given by the Su family. He doesn't even know what his nominal father looks like, but since he was a child, he has only had the word "revenge" in his life. Filled up, everything he does is for these two words, his whole life even exists only for these two words.

The ice-cold nightmare surrounded him again, the pain of being unable to breathe, the nightmare of being unable to break free, imprisoned his body and mind like a cage, and he opened his eyes in the darkness, like a death row prisoner waiting for trial, desperate and numb.

Indistinctly, there seems to be a little warmth coming from the body, just like the hot cocoa that was held in the palm of the hand in the memory but never really tasted a mouthful, illusory and unreal.

After cleaning up the wound on the opponent's body, He Yixin picked up the bandage beside him and carefully bandaged it up for him, with a gentleness that was not at all usual.

He didn't straighten up until the last wound on his body was also bandaged, and the quilt was pulled on and covered by the other party.

After glancing at the person who had been sleeping restlessly since the beginning, He Yixin sighed helplessly, stroked the other's tightly wrinkled brows, smoothed it slowly and whispered softly: "Those bad things are all dreams. , you will be happy in the future, I promise."

There seems to be a sound in the darkness, the lingering ending sounds like the echo from the most distant fairy palace.

You will be happy, I promise.

The author has something to say: There are two types of protagonists, one is the protagonist of the cool article who is a winner in life, and the other is the protagonist who is abused like Yi Su→_→

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