Maybe you know the "kicking the cat effect"?

It's actually a very simple story, but it reflects a common phenomenon in this world. After the father lost his temper with his son, the son couldn't help throwing anger at the cat. After being wronged, the cat fled to the road and drove the car The driver of the passing van tried to avoid the cat, but hit his son who was standing on the side of the road.

It is nothing more than a problem of passing on bad emotions.

Some people always say that domestic violence is hereditary. Children who have experienced domestic violence since childhood do not want to be like their father, but they can't help but become more and more like him.Those who were struggling did not realize that they had become so unbearable.

It's true that Shao Muhan is a child of the Shao family, but he lived with Chen Jin until he was seven years old. If the man hadn't arranged for the Shao family to discover Shao Muhan's identity during a physical examination at school and take him back to the Shao family, maybe Shao Muhan would have been in Chen Jin's life. Jin stays around longer.

The violent Chen Jin at the beginning made Shao Muhan unbearable, but when he was young, he always insisted step by step to get some praise from him, and he could insist on doing a lot of things he didn't like in order to hear that "good".

There was a time when they got along very harmoniously, with the feeling of fatherly kindness and filial piety. Chen Jin was also proud of his spring breeze at that time, and he got the attention of many people in the workplace.

But after Chen Jin got into a car accident and broke his leg, he sat in a wheelchair every day and didn't go out. He would approach Shao Muhan from time to time. Even if he didn't seem to have made any mistakes, the man would pinch him with his hands, or directly Pulled his hair and reprimanded him loudly.

Shao Muhan tried his best to endure again and again, and tried to do things better, but later Chen Jin became more moody and scolded him without hesitation. His body was always bruised and purple. The teacher at that time From time to time, when I saw the injuries on his body, I still asked him why he didn't care about his body so much, and stumbled like this.

No one suspected that Chen Jin had a problem.

Everyone said: "Why are you so careless, why did you make yourself so embarrassed?"

He hates Chen Jin, but from time to time he wants to test whether he loves him. Whenever he pulls his face down and talks to himself, he unconsciously softens his heart, thinking "Let's not give him another chance". , But again and again, he fell and got up again, he was tired.

On the day he knew that he was not Chen Jin's child, he felt relieved.

But before he was picked up by Shao's family, Chen Jin dragged him into a room. The man still didn't change much, but he was a little more calculated on him.

"After returning to Shao's house, I will help you gain a firm foothold in Shao's house."

"Why help me." He erected all the thorns like a thorny hedgehog, but he was helpless that his thorns were not hard enough, and he was still being played with in the palm of his hand.

"You will understand later," the man took a deep breath of the cigarette and exhaled it again, "in this world, the weak prey on the strong."

The flickering light of the cigarette was extinguished, "You can go back and try it out, if you don't gain a firm foothold in Shao's house, it's even worse than staying here."

"But they won't do it like you do."

"Do you think there is only one kind of pain in the world?" The man gave him a contemptuous look. Adults always think that children don't understand anything, "The pain in the body is the lightest."

Shao Muhan believed his words again.

He became the young master of the Shao family envied by everyone, even the latecomer, and suppressed the second son who had lived in the Shao family since he was a child. Wherever he went, he was surrounded by stars, but he was not happy.

Meeting Fu Qingqing was a coincidence.

In fact, it is not without reason that a person will fall in love with another person. When seeing her shining on the stage, the evil ants in his heart start to make troubles, quietly biting his heart, because she is pure, and he is dirty. When he knew he couldn't get it, he wanted to destroy her.

Fu Qingqing was imprisoned.

In this deserted room, it looks luxurious and magnificent, but it is so cold that people dare not touch it.

Fu Qingqing stood in a tall building and looked down through the glass. The road was full of people rushing here and there for their own lives. On the tall building, she was like a trapped animal. She wanted to roar but seemed to be pinched. Her throat was broken and she couldn't move. When Shao Muhan came, she always stood by the bed alone, her eyes numb and lifeless.

"When are you going to let me go?"

The man just glanced at her when he heard the question, but didn't speak.

"Are you planning to trap me like this for the rest of your life?" Fu Qingqing's voice was so cold that there was no emotion in her eyes, she just looked at him like this, just looked at him.

"Aren't you guilty?" the girl continued, "Don't you think you're despicable?"

These rhetorical questions forced Shao Muhan to take a few steps back, but in an instant he restrained his expression, leaving only calm.

"Even if you want to provoke me, it's useless." He walked to the sofa and sat down, "Even if I'm mean, so what."

"You're still stuck here with me."

"Do you think it's interesting?" Fu Qingqing opened the hand that the man stretched out to caress her face with a "slap--", "Do you know that you will cause retribution? Everything you do will be punished." Man is revealed in broad daylight.”

"At that time, all the things you want to cover up will not be known by everyone, and everyone will know that you are a sanctimonious bastard!"

"Asshole?" Shao Muhan raised his eyebrows, "Is it a pious one?"

"Heh," Fu Qingqing thought he would get angry, but the man laughed out loud.

"So what about bastards?"

"So what about being polite?"

Suddenly a hand pinched her neck, the strength was so heavy that Fu Qingqing could hardly breathe out, her whole body was pressed against the glass, the man's breath suddenly sprayed on her face, causing goosebumps,

"Fu Qingqing, let me tell you, it's not that easy to get rid of me."

"Aren't you going to expose me? Go, see how many people will believe you when you go outside and say."

Shao Muhan paused, "Even if you think I'm unattractive, there are still so many women vying to climb into my bed."

"Don't be ignorant."

After the man finished speaking, he let go of his hand. Fu Qingqing slid down the glass and became limp, but his eyes stubbornly refused to admit defeat. He stared at Shao Muhan. He lifted Fu Qingqing's chin with his hand, and wiped it vigorously. He wiped off the lipstick she accidentally rubbed off, and pushed her back hard, then turned and left.

With the sound of closing the door with a "bang--", Fu Qingqing supported her body, and after the man completely disappeared from her sight, she fell to the ground and sobbed like a kitten. with.

But the more so, instead of retreating in her gaze, she became firmer, and the hand that fell by her side quietly clenched into a fist.

"Really? Am I just stuck here?"

Fu Qingqing, who had been witnessing these things happening to her, stood alone in the corner, wanting to hug herself who was sitting on the cold ground, but she just stretched out her hand but retracted it timidly, as if muttering to herself .

"Won't be stuck here."

The turning wheel of fate is like a rotating part in a clock, every bit of movement is initially set, but a force pushes the original running gear a little bit, and the whole story is completely different when it happens.

The embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in the ant nest.

When no one expected it, everyone's trajectory also deviated.

During the days of wandering here alone, Fu Qingqing also realized that everything that happened here was real, and the fragments that flashed in her mind from time to time were also clearly experienced by herself, but what about Qi Rong, Qi Rong Where is the fleece.

The soup stewed by the nanny on the table is still steaming hot, but it seems to have dazzled her eyes, and it is foggy.

On the long corridor in this room, there is a full-length mirror wrapped in the gold pattern of the Western-style palace. Except for people coming at meal times, she is alone in this place on weekdays, and when the night is dark, she is also there. She doesn't like turning on the lights very much, only the faint light in the room allows her to see herself clearly in the mirror.

The sound of dripping water dripping from the bathroom next to it hit the floor was like a distant bell ringing in her ears, and she just stood there blankly.

In the mirror, she was wearing a white silk nightgown. The nightgown draped very well, and a pair of white and straight legs were exposed. She just looked at herself like this, and then talked to herself. Later, the servants always said, When the lady is free, she likes to sit alone in front of that mirror, as if she is talking to someone, but when others pass by, she can only see Fu Qingqing in that mirror.

"Did Miss Fu have a mental problem?" The voices of the nanny and the housekeeper's discussion would reach her ears from time to time, but Fu Qingqing just smiled expressionlessly after hearing it.

Seeing all this, she closed her eyes deeply, letting the tears slide down to her chin from the corners of her eyes, and then fell heavily. When she took a deep breath, she suddenly felt that the whole world seemed to be spinning, and when she opened it again, the whole scene suddenly converted.

It is a rooftop.

Fu Qingqing was a little confused, she was standing alone on the huge rooftop, the sky was cloudy, the whole world seemed to be gray, the sky was not blue, and the clouds were not white.

The wind on the roof was very strong, blowing her straight long hair flying everywhere, Fu Qingqing struggled to push back the hair that was attached to her face, and looked for her figure around her with dim eyes, there was no one's voice around, It was unbelievably quiet. When Fu Qingqing turned her head to look for it, a voice sounded behind her.

"Everything you are proud of, I will destroy!"

Then she saw that the girl in the white skirt stretched out her hand and pushed the familiar man down.

The author has something to say: woo woo darlings, you have been waiting for a long time. I recently took the exam week, and the update this week may not be stable.

I will explain the reason why Qi Rong wears the book and the intersection of the two people in the previous life, and then enter the face-slapping session that everyone loves. I will quote Wang Xiaobo's letter to describe this feeling

Li Yinhe:

Xiaobo, hello!I'm very sad tonight, I want to cry, I don't know why, I often have this kind of abnormal mood, I feel abnormally lonely.Life may be boiling and turning over bubbles, but I suddenly feel that I am completely outside of it. I really envy those carefree people who never stop working.

Wang Xiaobo wrote back:

Galaxy, hello!

Are you afraid of fog?There is a poem called Walking in the Mist.Walking in the fog is truly magical.Everyone will be in a trance for a moment, feeling that everything has come to an end, and maybe it can't go on anymore.In fact, our limit is far from being reached.Before the end comes, we have to make everything right, including love.

Life may be boiling, but it is extremely lonely, which is probably the state of Fu Qingqing, but the fog will eventually dissipate, wait patiently, Qi Rong is on the way.

-感谢在2020-05-2517:25:06~2020-06-0518:39:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of cool breeze and shadow;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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