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"Run! Big head..."

The doctor was about to wipe the sweat of Anwei who was in a coma when he heard the sound as if he had been shocked by an electric shock.

"Earls...to live..." It was another sleepy nonsense.

This nonsense really made the doctor's hands tremble in mid-air. His light-colored hair was a little long, covering his eyes, and he didn't know what kind of expression he had.

They were both unfortunate enough to have been born in a slum outside the city, a night that Earls would never forget.

Many children in the slums have no parents, and Earls is one such child.Unfortunately born out of pornography, unfortunately discarded, and unfortunately survived, but only temporarily alive, young children will never know whether they will see the sun tomorrow.

There, this kind of wild child from nowhere is no different from a wild dog. Everyone is busy with their own survival. In the illegal zone of the jungle, people die every day. It is not a novelty for a child to starve to death on a garbage dump .

Children know that starving to death is also death, and being beaten to death is also death, and they will all become like the rancid wild dogs by the wall.

He ventured into an underground tavern to steal bread, and was unfortunately caught. He knew what the consequences would be, but he didn't feel afraid, instead...he let out a sigh of relief.

He didn't run, and he didn't have the strength to run.

Children only crave to eat when they feel hungry. When they are extremely hungry, they don't actually feel hungry at all.His stomach seemed to have forgotten what it was like to digest food, and he didn't want to eat as much.On the contrary, if he is lucky enough to get food, he will experience the process from hellish hunger to numbness again.

He didn't know why he came to steal the bread, maybe it was the instinct of survival, maybe... it was the subconscious that drove him to free himself.

A man with exaggerated tattoos grabbed him from the ground with one hand, and held the long neck of a beer bottle with the other hand. When he hit the wall, the beer exploded on the floor, half of a sharp glass bottle It turned into a murder weapon in an instant.

No matter how poor these drunk beasts are, they don't care about a piece of bread or two. This wild child who came in was just their drunken entertainment.

Anyway, it wouldn't matter if there was one less wild cub in the world.

His hands hang down weakly, the bread falls to the ground, the boy closes his eyes, the sharp glass of the broken beer bottle is about to plunge into the child's dirty little face, the child heard the sound of the beer bottle shattering again, and immediately he is thrown Get off the ground.

"Run!" A clear voice said.

The child was quick-witted, reacted, he didn't know where the strength came from, and ran away, not forgetting to take the bread on the floor before running.

Somehow, he was survived by himself again.

He ran all the way back to his "roost" made of cardboard, finished eating the bread, and felt extremely uncomfortable in his stomach. His stomach was adapting to the work of digesting food.

The child curls up in a little ball of cardboard for the night,

However, that clear voice lingered in his mind.

The doctor smiled, and for some reason, recalled a very long time ago, but it happened to be the first time he saw his brother.

It's dark and dirty here.

In a dark corner by the side of the tavern, besides the corpse of the wild dog, there was another young man covered in blood. The warm blood overflowing from his body seemed to have stripped all the strength from his body.

Dick's consciousness gradually became fuzzy, and he thought to himself that this time he had made a thorough death, and finally he was really going to see God.

I just remember hearing the sound of "rustling" in a trance.

There were a few times of vague consciousness in the middle, and I only remembered a big head shaking by the side. My head was very dizzy, I couldn't open my eyes, and I still fell asleep.

In the end, he was able to wake up miraculously, thanks to the "big head" who brought him here and took care of him day and night.

Of course, Dick's natural destiny also contributed a lot.

In the final analysis, it was thanks to this "big head" that he could be injured like this. (Although it was voluntary to die)

This is a simple shack made of cardboard, so small that it can only accommodate two people to lie down, and a layer of ragged plastic paper is spread on the top, which can be regarded as a light rain.

It is said that the person who built this nest was an old man who was kind to the "big head". The old man went to see God not long ago, and the big head said that this was his "home".

Hmph, ridiculous, can there be a "home" in this kind of place?

Children who are malnourished will naturally have a thin body and a large head, so Earls' nickname became "big head".

Although the grandfather had given him a name.

Dick didn't change his words until he was seven years old, but that's another story.

Dick would never let him call his own name, and would get mad when he did, because he hated his own name, so Big Head could only call him brother.

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Life is really lonely like snow. . .Why is there no one. . .

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