The high-cold character design collapsed again today [Unlimited]

The first time Ning Zishan came to this tube building was at the end of summer when he was eight years old. The memory of being eight years old is really far away for Ning Zishan now.

And the reason why he came to this tube building was because his aunt passed away.

I heard from my mother that my aunt is a very eccentric woman who doesn't like to make friends with others, so she has no friends in this life, has never been married, and naturally has no children, so after her aunt passed away, as her only relative, The responsibility for handling the funeral fell on Ning Zishan's mother.

In order to facilitate his aunt's affairs, Ning Zishan and his mother temporarily lived in Room 101 where his aunt lived, so on the second day here, he met Ke Xu who was three years older than himself.

It was also raining lightly that day, and my mother went to a nearby police station to obtain a death certificate for my aunt. Ning Zishan was the only one in room 101.

At that time, he was still young and didn't know the true meaning of death, so he was not afraid to stay alone in the house where the dead person once lived. It's just that although his aunt's house was cleaned, it was only clean, and the lighting conditions were not good. The good first floor and the perennial rainy weather make the room feel gloomy and cold even in summer, not even as warm as the outside.

This made Xiao Ning Zishan, who lived in another sunny city since he was a child, very uncomfortable, so after his mother left, he moved a small bench and sat in the corridor by the door to play game consoles.

Just when the villain on the screen traveled all the way, slaying monsters and eliminating monsters, and finally came to the big boss, there was a loud roar from upstairs, which scared Ning Zishan so much that his hands trembled, and the villain on the screen did not have time When he jumped up, he was sprayed to death by a flame bomb from the big boss.

Xiao Ningzi pursed his lips, looked up at the top of the corridor covered with spider webs, and was about to "continue his life", when a new round of cursing suddenly poured down from the upstairs like a violent storm, it was even worse than the teacher in charge. When he got angry, he was even more terrifying, so scared that little Ning Zishan couldn't care less about playing games, picked up his little bench and was about to run into the house.

At this moment, a series of hurried footsteps came from the stairs next to him, and in the next second a skinny boy in a dirty white vest and black shorts ran down the stairs.

The boy ran down the stairs, and when he turned around, he glanced casually, and happened to meet the startled little Ning Zishan, and then froze for a moment.

But this glance didn't last long, and was interrupted by the sound of cursing on the stairs. The boy glanced at the door, and seemed to realize that it was too late to run out, so he turned his head and ran towards Ning Zishan.

Ning Zishan didn't know what he was going to do, seeing him rushing towards him suddenly, he didn't know how to react for a moment, he just froze in place, and then he felt the child blowing past his shoulder like a gust of wind, I plunged into the dark room 101.

Almost at the same time that the child hid in, a fat man chased him down from upstairs, panting heavily, first looked left and right, then set his eyes on little Ning Zishan.

"Hey! Kid!" the man asked him in a rough voice, "Did you see a boy in a white vest running from somewhere?"

Ning Zishan had never seen such a person before. His hair seemed to have not been washed for a long time, and sticks of greasy sticking to his forehead, his red eyes were full of hostility, the bags under his eyes almost reached the tip of his nose, and his face was full of flesh. , the clothes on his chest were soaked with sweat, looking fierce like the big BOSS who just sprayed him to death in the game console.

By coincidence, Ning Zishan did not disclose the fact that the boy was hiding at his aunt's house, but stretched out a light-white little finger and pointed in the direction of the gate of Tongzilou.

"Damn it, little bastard..." The man withdrew his gaze and glanced outside the door, "When I come back at night, I will break his legs and tell him to run!"

After that, the man didn't chase him out, but turned around and went back upstairs cursing.

After the man left, Ning Zishan moved the small bench back into the house, and saw the boy hiding behind the TV cabinet at his aunt's house, poking his head out cautiously like a kitten.

"He's gone." Ning Zishan put down the bench and said to him.

The boy's eyes were full of vigilance, he didn't come out immediately, but hid behind for a while, after making sure that Ning Zishan really didn't lie to himself, he came out from behind the TV cabinet, said thank you to Ning Zishan in a low voice, and then to go out.

When passing by Ning Zishan, Ning Zishan discovered that there were many bruises on his bare skin, and the corner of his mouth was also swollen with some blood.

Although the boy was a little taller than Ning Zishan, he was really too thin. The unfit vest and shorts were put on him, like two big rags hanging on a bamboo pole. Very beautiful, black and bright like two obsidian.

Perhaps out of sympathy for his peers, Ning Zishan stopped him: "Wait a minute."

After speaking, he quickly ran into the depths of the room.

The grocery store connected to Room 101 was opened by Aunt Ning Zishan, and it was her usual source of income.When my aunt was alive, she opened a small door between her room and the grocery store. Although my aunt has passed away and the grocery store is closed, there are still many unsold goods in the grocery store.

Ning Zishan was afraid that the boy would not wait for him, so he ran into the grocery store as fast as he could, grabbed a bag of biscuits and ran back. Fortunately, the boy did not leave.

"Here." Ning Zishan breathed heavily and stuffed the biscuit into the boy's hand.

The boy looked at the biscuit in his palm with some astonishment, the grass-green package, the cute pink font, and a bear holding a heart printed on it, and then looked up at Ning Zishan.

"It's just... I think you seem to be hungry." Ning Zishan scratched his head embarrassingly as he spoke, and when he raised his head again, he found that the boy's beautiful big eyes were circled red.

Ning Zishan panicked at the time, thinking that the child didn't like biscuits, so he hurriedly said, "Don't cry, if you don't like it, I'll change it for you, and you can tell me what you like."

The boy shook his head, said thank you in a low voice, then turned around and ran into the yard with light rain, clutching the biscuit, and quickly disappeared from Ning Zishan's sight.

The child is very playful, although he thought the child was strange, but after playing a few games, Ning Zishan put this little episode behind him, until at night when Ning Zishan was having dinner with his mother, another landslide and tsunami came from upstairs like scolding.

Then Ning Zishan suddenly remembered the boy who looked like a bamboo pole, and the fat man talking to himself when he went upstairs, and couldn't help being very worried, so he told his mother about the day's events.

After listening to the mother, she thought for a while, put down her chopsticks, told Ning Zishan to stay in the house and not to go out, then went upstairs while making a phone call with her mobile phone.

It didn't take long for Ning Zishan to hear her mother's stop and the man's curses threatening her not to meddle from upstairs.

Ning Zishan listened to the voice upstairs with trepidation, and after a while, there was comfort from the neighbors. The noisy voices mixed together, making the whole old-fashioned tube building seem to become a lively market that night.

But from the beginning to the end, Ning Zishan never heard the boy's voice, not even a cry.

Then the police came and took the fat man away. When the mother came back, she was still holding the boy he had seen during the day.

The boy seemed to have been beaten again, his face was swollen, and the knee of one leg was also bruised, and he was limping a bit.

Ning Zishan heard his mother say to him: "Don't be afraid, you will stay with me tonight. This is my son, named Ning Zishan. He is usually very good and will not bully others." Then she said to Ning Zishan , "Xiaoshan, this kid is called Ke Xu, a few years older than you, you can call him brother."

This was the first time Ning Zishan met Ke Xu.

It was only later that Ning Zishan found out that the man was Ke Xu's father.

Ke Xu's father was an alcoholic, addicted to alcohol, and beat his mother every time he was drunk. Later, when Ke Xu was born, he beat their mother and son. A rich man ran away, leaving only five-year-old Ke Xu behind.

Ever since Ke Xu's mother ran away from home, his father became more addicted to alcohol, and his temper became more irritable, and he would take out his anger on little Ke Xu if he didn't like him at all.

Neighbors will not help. In their view, it is not a big deal for adults to beat children, as long as they don't kill them.

And even if this kind of "housework" is reported to the police, the parents will at most be taken away for criticism and education, and how to live after returning.

After Ning Zishan's mother called the police that night, the police originally planned to criticize and educate them, but at the strong request of Ning Zishan's mother, Ke Xu's alcoholic father was detained for a week for child abuse.

During his father's detention, Ke Xu was temporarily taken to Room 101 by Ning Zishan's mother to take care of him. The two children ate, slept, played games together every day, and went to Aunt Ning Zishan's small grocery store together to "steal". "snack.

During this period, Ning Zishan's mother also bought Ke Xu and Ning Zishan the same sea soul shirt, and took a photo - the one Ke Xu put in his notebook was taken at this time.

Later, Ke Xu's father was released, and Aunt Ning Zishan's funeral was almost settled, and he and his mother were about to leave here.

On the day Ke Xu's father came back, Ning Zishan didn't know what his mother said to him. In short, Ke Xu's house was very quiet for the next few days. He still came to Ning Zishan to play every day, and it was rare that he didn't have any new injuries. .

On the day Ning Zishan and his mother left, Ke Xu went to see them off. Children’s friendship was always established quickly, and they only got together for less than half a month. The two children seemed to have become good friends. She, she was crying so hard.

Ning Zishan's mother secretly wrote her mobile phone number to Ke Xu, telling him that if his father called him again, he would call herself.

Ke Xu secretly gave Ning Zishan a white crystal safety buckle pendant that he had been wearing all the time the night before.

Ke Xu told Ning Zishan that this pendant was given to him by his mother the night before she ran away from home, and he kept wearing it, hoping that one day his mother would come back to pick him up.

"But she probably won't come back." Ke Xu finally said, "When she decided to leave, she also decided to forget about my son. Anyway, it's useless for me to keep it. I'll give it to you. Just keep it A commemoration, at least let you not forget me."

"I will never forget you!" Ning Zishan hooked his fingers and swore, "When I grow up, I will definitely come back to see you!"

In the end, Ning Zishan still forgot about him, along with that promise.

"Have you remembered?" The white child's cold voice interrupted Ning Zishan's memory. He raised his head, felt the coolness on his face, and touched it with his hand dullly, only to realize that he had burst into tears at some point. full face.

He held the safety buckle tightly in the palm of his hand, as if he wanted to insert it directly into his body with great strength.

Ning Zishan didn't answer, but reached out to the mask on the child's face again.

This time his hand didn't pass over the child's head, but touched the surface of the mask.

The surface of the white mask was very cold, like ice, and Ning Zishan's fingertips were almost frozen when he touched it, but he still opened his fingers and held the two ends of the mask: "I remember it all, thank you Thank you for being by Ke Xu's side for so many years, let me fulfill my promise in the days to come."

The mask was lifted gently, revealing a small white and tender face inside, it was a face that Ning Zishan was very familiar with - it was his own face when he was eight years old.

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Originally, I wanted to write that Ke Xu and Zishan were brothers. My mother ran away with her younger brother because of domestic violence, and my brother became the target of domestic violence by my alcoholic father. Later, my father accidentally beat his brother into a vegetable. Background setting, but this is not allowed, so I changed it to what it is now. In fact, it seems that there is no difference_(:з」∠)_

But Ke Tongshou was really pitiful when he was a child, touch Mao Mao.