My family's alpha susceptible period is super clingy

Lin Shuqiu only felt that the surrounding air was terribly thin, and the unspeakable coldness invaded him, as if he was in icy sea water. He stood up and supported the table behind him, "What did you say?"

The voice is hoarse and rough.

Wen Renchao looked at him with pity and complacency. He had promised his mother to keep this matter a secret, but seeing his superior stepbrother showing such an expression, the malice surged up in his heart so that he couldn't help talking about it. .

"Of course you don't know, and you still think you have maintained the harmony of the family relationship? Mom saw it with her own eyes. After you fell into a coma, Dad drove you to the hospital. Mom asked me to apologize to you on the way. Who knew you As soon as he woke up, he said that he accidentally fell down..." He smiled maliciously, "It's so pitiful, you..."

"do not talk!"

When the door was opened, Lin Xiaoluo's face was pale and her expression was stern. It was the first time she looked at Wen Renchao with such angry and reproachful eyes. Only then did Wen Renchao recover. Seeing the tense atmosphere, she regretted for a moment. own impulse.

However, when he looked at his pale stepbrother, the joy in his heart made him very comfortable. Who made him always so radiant?

"Xiao Chao, you go out first."

"What are you going out for?" Lin Shuqiu's voice was terribly hoarse. He looked at his mother with cold eyes, "All the parties are here, so let's speak clearly."

Wenren paused for a moment, and continued to walk forward. The voice behind him held him in place. The voice was fierce, like a beast ready to explode at any time, "I will let you stop."

Wen Renchao shivered involuntarily, and stood still on the spot.

Lin Xiaoluo looked at the strange child in front of her at a loss, and softened her tone, "Qiuqiu..."

Lin Shuqiu closed her eyes and asked her in a deep voice, "Is what Wen Renchao said true?"

"Qiuqiu, I..."

"Is it real?"

"Xiao Chao is not sensible, he..."

Lin Shuqiu took a deep breath, "Mom, while I'm yelling at you, tell me, is what he said true?"

Lin Xiaoluo pursed her lips with a guilty expression, "Yes..."

Lin Shuqiu's head was half down, his messy hair covered the expression on his face, he sat there motionless, like a puppet that had lost its spring.

Lin Xiaoluo looked at her child worriedly and terrified, but saw him laughing, and Wen Renchao saw it too, immediately took a step back in fright, and asked in a trembling voice, "What are you laughing at?"

"Laugh at me being stupid." He raised his head and repeated softly, his eyes flushed, "Laugh at me being stupid."

It was when he was in the first year of junior high school, not long after he moved into Wenren's house, he knew that he was not a pleasant outsider, and it was expected that his stepbrother would target him for trouble, so he would just stay in his own bed when he had nothing to do. In the room, if you don't go out, you will be uncomfortable, and you will avoid being troubled.

But that day, he got a certificate of merit in the grade test, and wanted to go to his mother to ask for praise. He liked his mother very much, but he couldn't be too clingy to her.

Because this is not his own mother.

Probably because he couldn't help being happy, he still stuck to his mother and talked a lot. He saw his stepbrother's unhappy expression, and he returned to the room after hurriedly ending the chat.

When he was about to go to bed, there was a knock on the door, and it was Wen Renchao.

He no longer remembers what they said, the memory is a mess, they pushed, entangled, retreated, and then the sky spun.

There was severe pain, and it was pitch black.

When he woke up, he was in the hospital. Facing his worried mother with red eyes, he thought, he couldn't destroy the peace of this family, and couldn't make his mother sad anymore, so he said that he accidentally fell down.

What did mother think at that time?

He didn't know, he only knew that she acquiesced.

"Mom, what did you think at that time? Are you guilty?"

Lin Xiaoluo's face was burning red, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"After feeling guilty, you allow him to hurt me again and again. Every time I swallow my anger, do you just look at me?"

"No... Qiuqiu..."

Lin Shuqiu didn't go to see his mother any more. He stared straight at Wen Renchao, his eyes were like sharp daggers, which hurt his life, "What did mother say when she knew you pushed me down? Did you beat me?" ?”

Wen Renchao hardly had the courage to move under his gaze, and those amber eyes that seemed to be rippling with warmth all the time seemed like real amber at this moment.

He is a specimen of it.

Lin Xiaoluo panicked, "I was..."

"I didn't ask you, Mom."

Lin Shuqiu didn't even look here, Lin Xiaoluo knew she was wrong and kept silent.

He always had such an aura of controlling the overall situation, Lin Shuqiu sat down on the chair, "Tell me, tell me everything you remember."

"Mom didn't hit me," Wen Renchao trembled in his sight, "nor did she scold me, she said why I was so careless, even if I argued with you, I couldn't push you down, I... I told her Said I was careless, she said she knew, she saw..."

Wen Renchao remembered very clearly what happened back then. He was still a primary school student at the time, and he was so frightened that he almost lost his mind when he saw the blood splattered under the stairs. It was the first time he encountered such a thing, and the memory was particularly deep. I can still recall that bloody smell for many years.

"I asked her if you would die, and my mother said no... Dad carried you into the car and took you to the hospital. My mother kept telling me on the way that you must apologize. You have a good temper and will not be angry. ..."

A mother, worried and panicked when her son was seriously injured and unconscious, instead told the culprit to apologize.

In her heart, the most important position is the family, no matter what happens, the family must be harmonious.

Lin Xiaoluo was already ashamed, she couldn't look at Lin Shuqiu, and she couldn't say anything to argue.

The door was opened again, Lin Xiaoluo's heart sank and she looked up, it was her husband.

Wen Renxuan took a look at the farce here, walked towards Wen Renchao in the silence, and unexpectedly slapped Wen Renchao across the face.

Wen Renchao covered his face and looked at his loving father in disbelief, but was startled by the deep anger in those eyes. Wen Renxuan looked at Lin Shuqiu with complicated eyes, "Xiaochao is sorry for you, I will give you an account of what he has done these years," he glanced at Lin Xiaoluo, "you need to have a good chat. We won't bother you anymore."

He led Wenren out and closed the door.

In the silence, Lin Xiaoluo looked flustered and at a loss. The stable family she had bought by sacrificing her new biological son fell apart in an instant.

"Qiuqiu...it's my mother's mistake. Don't be angry, okay? Don't make this house like this. Can you forgive me? Let's talk to Dad again, and don't blame your brother. Small……"

Lin Shuqiu laughed out loud, "Mom, in your eyes, who am I?" His voice was very soft, with the wind pouring into his throat, as if his heart was stuffy, "Mom," his eye sockets Scarlet, "I'm your child too..."

"I'm not that sensible, I also want to be willful, I also want to act like a baby with you like Wen Renchao, and be pampered by you, I backed down step by step, I let him trouble me, occupy my room, full of malice Treating me badly doesn't mean..." He took a deep breath, suppressing the surging sobs, "It doesn't mean I don't feel pain.

"I will also be in pain..." His face was pale and transparent, and the red eye ends were very conspicuous, like the blood that had been diluted and smeared, he paused every word, "I will also be in pain, and I will also wonder why , I am not a disobedient child, and I have never done anything bad. Why did I meet such a family? Why did you insist on taking me away? I live well in my aunt's house..."

Facing his mother's surprised expression, he raised his lips and smiled, "I already know what happened back then. Mom, if you can't love me, why...why did you bring me here?"

"Mom, it's already like this between us, can you tell me why you brought me back in the first place?" He paused, and then said, "To be honest, don't lie to me."

Lin Xiaoluo didn't dare to look him in the eyes, "Because... because I am your mother, mother and child are in the same city, but not with the child, I heard other people's gossip, saying that I am a bad girl. Responsible mother... I just..."

She realized her absurdity, felt guilty and ashamed, "I'm sorry, Qiuqiu, I'm sorry."

Lin Shuqiu felt that he was going to be submerged in the cold sea water, he smiled wryly, "Sometimes I really want to hate you, but I feel that I am not qualified, but I can't let it go like this, so be it, Mom."

He looked at Lin Xiaoluo, who was no longer the child who could only be arranged by adults, "I can't forgive you, but I can't resent you, we will return to the bridge, return to the road, I owe you, I'll pay you back bit by bit."

The belated panic finally spread to Lin Xiaoluo's heart. She realized that she might lose this child forever.

Lin Shuqiu left the family of three exhausted, his red eyes reflected in the night outside the window, and when the Chinese New Year was about to come, he left home alone with a suitcase.

There is no need to say too much, it is enough to fill in the short stories of several parents.

The phone vibrated, he opened it and looked, it was from Jun.

"What are we Qiuqiu doing?"

His nose was slightly sour, and he suppressed his reply.

"We're eating, we'll talk later."

He entered the corridor and waited for the elevator. His gaze unconsciously glanced over the stairs next to him. An unexpected feeling of nausea and dizziness suddenly struck him, and he even smelled a strong smell of blood in his nose.

He covered his mouth and retched a few times, his stomach churning.

When he got to the door of the house, his face was even paler, and his nerves were eroded by extreme fatigue, and those conversations that made it difficult for him to breathe resounded in his ears word by word.

He opened the door, pushed his back against it to close, and sank down on the cold tile floor.

The boy sat there in a daze, motionless.

For a long time, transparent tears overflowed from his red eyes, flowed down his pale cheeks, met at the thin chin, and smashed into the ground drop by drop.

The author has something to say: touch me Qiuqiu, everything will be fine.

Don't panic, my brother is on his way here.