white moonlight on the bed

The night was as quiet as water, Ye Liu leisurely sat on the old rattan chair of Song Ci's house, flickering like a leisurely old man enjoying the cool air after dinner, Song Ci took two cans of beer and sat on another rattan chair.

"When I was young, I also had a wicker chair like this at home. Grandpa would drink some wine after dinner, and then he would sleep quietly on this wicker chair. Just sit for half a day”

"Really? Looks like your grandpa is doing well?"

"It should be considered good, right? How about you?"

"I don't have a grandpa"

"Ah? sorry"

"fine"

"Then this wicker chair belongs to my uncle? Why didn't I see him sitting on this last time?"

"When you came, they were about to leave. Where is the time?"

"Oh~ Boss, do you like to sit here too?"

"Well! Occasionally accompany Dad to talk, or bask in the sun"

"You are so filial! Boss, have you always been like this? Why are you so nice?"

Ye Liu thought of that company dinner, everyone seemed to have been taken care of by the boss, blinking a pair of bright eyes, looking at each other innocently like a deer, which made Song Ci laugh and softened his heart.

However, Song Ci's mood didn't seem to be that happy because of Ye Liu's words, but in Ye Liu's eyes, Song Ci smiled, so he felt happy.

"Boss, is being filial a duty?"

"Why do you ask"

Why did you ask that, Ye Liu didn't know why she asked that, maybe it was out of feeling?Are you ashamed to see Song Ci being so filial?Parents have worked hard to raise them, so filial piety should be something every child should do?So it should be considered a responsibility, right?

But for no reason, Ye Liu feels that this filial piety is very heavy, he is like a bird whose wings have not been cut off, he wants to fly over the jungle and over the mountains, he wants to go forward bravely in the wider sky, but, his Parents are in dunya.

He should circulate in the secular world, he should cut off his own wings, he is a different kind, he is already covered with scars, why should he hurt his parents who gave birth to him?

"Isn't it?"

"Filial piety can be of many kinds, not necessarily a responsibility"

If not responsibility, what else could it be?No matter what it was, Ye Liu knew that she would only make her parents sad.

"Boss, your parents must love you very much, right?"

"kindness"

"Then can you tell me something about the relationship between you?"

"Want to hear?"

Ye Liu nodded heavily, the atmosphere was subtle, he wanted to find some warm topics, "Okay! Let me tell you about an incident that left a deep impression on me when I was young."

"All ears"

"Little bunny, haha"

Song Ci was only ten years old at that time, but his ten years were as long as 20 years, at least the ten years when he didn't meet his parents, it was long, lonely and frightening.He was an orphan. He lived by begging every day at least until he was ten years old, but he was bullied by other beggars. Once a nice couple gave him a lot of food and took him home.He was so happy that he was about to cry. He felt that he might have something to rely on in the future. Although he would not have beautiful clothes or all kinds of snacks like those children in school, he would at least have someone to accompany him in the future , listen to him speak.

It's just that dreams are often easily broken, but what I didn't expect was that the man wanted to beat him to death. I heard that begging for money like that would make more money.

A ten-year-old child, even though he saw all the warmth and coldness in the world, was terrified by such a thing. When the man came towards him with an axe, he struggled madly and desperately. Fortunately, he grabbed himself. It was the woman, he broke free, but he didn't get rid of the demon couple, they caught him again, he screamed madly, but no one responded to his words, his arm was hit by an ax Scratch, he didn't care about the pain, and grabbed the eyes of the woman behind him with his hands. He felt that he had caught them, but he didn't dare to look, because the woman behind him screamed in pain, which was even more terrifying.

He didn't know how he escaped. That memory was blank. He ran to the police station. He would never come to this place before, because the people here would not speak for a beggar. But today, besides here, he really doesn't know where to go?He felt that he would be found wherever he went, and the ax would cut off his legs mercilessly, and he didn't want to lose his legs.

Unexpectedly, it was a blessing in disguise. The police station is also investigating the issue of missing persons in the city. They caught this couple and followed through with the clues to uncover a large-scale criminal gang of child trafficking. In order to show his concern for the people, the chief found him a Home, or an orphanage, and declared that he would come here every year to do volunteer work and donate money.

He didn't know if the director would come in the future, but he met his current parents in the second year after he came to the orphanage.

"That was when I was 12 years old. In fact, I was not so close to my parents at that time, and I would be cautious and timid when doing things. I didn't dare to tell my parents when I was sick. I got better automatically, but my condition got worse day by day, and I would cry secretly at night by myself, and the disease got worse day by day, so I became more afraid every day.”

"Why are you afraid? Why don't you dare tell them?"

"Because I'm afraid they won't want me?"

"Boss, I can't see that you still have such a fragile heart! How could they not want you?"

"Yeah! Why don't you want me! But ah! Thinking about myself at that time, I was really fragile enough"

"Later, I was found out. I was scared. I was so scared. I didn't even know that I was crying. I thought my parents would scold me and beat me, or even—hehe, but they were just anxious and sent me to the hospital. Since then, I have been thinking that I must take care of them like this when I grow up, so that they can live a prosperous life and enjoy their old age comfortably.”

"very nice"

Ye Liu's voice was indescribably gentle and soft, and the bright moonlight reflected on Song Ci's face, like a layer of veil, and Song Ci who lifted the veil turned out to be a soft and lovely person.

"What about you? Tell me about your childhood too"

"Okay! My childhood was a glorious childhood"

Ye Liu pretended to be a superman, and talked about her childhood vividly.