Debut in the C position of the sand sculpture game [Unlimited]

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, gray-yellow old-fashioned buildings are covered with a thick layer of white snow.

In front of the door of Room 202 in the building, stood a thin boy in an old sweater.The boy's face and ears were red from the cold, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, staring down at the brand new test paper in his hand——

In the monthly exam of the first year of junior high school, no surprise, he was the first again.

Like an ordinary child who waits for a reward from his parents, he also looks forward to the praise of his family.

The little boy took out the key from his trouser pocket, took a deep breath as if he had made up his mind, inserted the key into the lock, and pushed the door open.

The familiar smell of alcohol came over his face, and the little boy opened his smile: "Mom, I'm back—"

"boom!"

Before he finished speaking, a sharp broken wine bottle hit the wall beside him, less than 20 centimeters away.

A heart-piercing female voice came: "Get out!!"

The little boy was startled and shivered, and he didn't dare to move. He tremblingly asked, "Mommy..."

On the dining table ahead, a beautiful woman with pale face and disheveled hair was lying on the table, surrounded by smashed wine bottles.

Holding the paper in his hand, the little boy tentatively asked: "Mom, I didn't let you down, I got the first place in the test..."

Hearing this, the woman slowly raised her head from the crook of her arms, her empty eyes gradually became focused.

A look of anticipation floated in the little boy's eyes.

The woman stared at the boy for a moment, then sneered: "Hahahaha, you bastard, you are finally back, do you know how much your face looks like his? Hahaha TM are all bitches!!!"

The woman looked at the little boy's shivering and thin body, her beautiful eyes flashed with joy, she staggered to her feet, and walked towards the boy with the broken wine glass.

The hope in the boy's eyes was shattered little by little, and turned into a face full of horror.He took two steps back and stepped on the glass shards on the ground. The sharp glass pierced the sole of the foot. The boy gritted his teeth and did not dare to shout. He ran into the bedroom and locked the door behind him.

The boy leaned against the door and shivered uncontrollably, his mother's mania struck again.

Nanmu has been addicted to alcohol for several years, and every time she gets drunk, she will go crazy and lose her mind, using the little boy as a tool to vent her anger.

The boy also often heard his father's name from his mother's crazy words, and gradually realized that he was an illegitimate child covered in stains. His father left his mother and daughter for fame and gave a subsidy as a hush money.

He has never seen his father since he was a child, and his mother is also a lunatic.

The little boy looked at the test paper in his hand, his clear eyes were full of grievances, he thought he could exchange his mother's smile with good grades, but he was wrong——

His mother didn't care whether he was dead or alive at all, and even wanted to die with him.

There was another crackling sound outside the door and the woman's howling. The little boy was so frightened that he covered his mouth and opened his eyes wide but did not dare to cry. When he cried before, the woman would beat him hard, as if there was something wrong with him. A sadistic pleasure.

He couldn't escape from such a narrow and oppressive room, and he didn't know where he could escape.The little boy desperately hugged his small body, shivering at the corner of the bed——

It was as if there was something in his arms that made him feel safe.

When the living room calmed down, the little boy limped open the door, picked up the broom from the corner, and bent down to clean the blood-stained glass shards on the floor bit by bit.

It was freezing cold, at ten o'clock in the evening, the boy hid in the bedroom to do his homework, hungry and cold.He came to the kitchen lightly, and reheated the leftovers from the previous few days in the microwave.

The boy stared at the few pieces of meat left in the bowl, swallowed his saliva, and then put the meat into a white bowl, while the other bowl was full of cabbage and cold rice.

Holding the white bowl, the boy stood in front of the door of the next bedroom, hesitated for a long time, and knocked on the door.

After a long time, the bedroom door was opened by the woman. The woman seemed to be a little sober, but she was still rubbing her hair impatiently: "What are you doing in the middle of the night?"

The boy handed over the rice bowl, lowered his head and said softly: "Mom, you can eat something, I see that you haven't touched the food in the refrigerator today."

The woman took the hot bowl without saying a word.

Seeing that his mother didn't refuse, the boy bit his lip, raised his face and squeezed out a smile, and flattered him: "Mommy, my exam——"

"boom!"

He was answered by a cold and indifferent slam of the door.

The boy stood blankly in front of the door, with reddish eye circles. This is his mother's sober appearance. Although he will not go crazy, he is extremely indifferent, not even as good as a stranger.

The boy choked his throat and sat in the dark and quiet living room to eat. The rice grains that had been frozen for several days were too cold and hard to eat, and tasted like chewing wax, but he still ate hungrily.

He looked out of the window, and there was an endless darkness, no street lights, no stars.

Christmas is two days away, and the classmates in the class are discussing where to go for Christmas dinner, but he can't match a word.

On the second day, the class held a parent meeting.

The classroom was full of classmates and parents, and the boy sat in the corner with his head down.

Every time he talks to his mother, he is cautious, and he dare not tell his mother about the parent-teacher meeting. He is afraid that his mother will think of something and go crazy. Everyday life is like walking a tightrope, which makes him fight fiercely.

The classmates in the class saw the boy sitting there, and laughed at the parents.

"Daddy, that little skinny guy is the student god of our class, but he's so special that he doesn't talk to us."

"Yes, but I heard that he has no parents since he was a child, and even the teacher has never met his parents."

"It's not that there is no mother, I heard that his mother is a lunatic!"

......

The boy still hangs his head, his eyes are calm, but his hands on his legs are slightly clenched, as if he wants to draw a circle around him, separating himself from the terrible world.

After the parent-teacher meeting, the head teacher stood at the door of the office, chatting with the parents, and a cold and polite voice sounded: "Teacher, you forgot your notebook in the classroom."

The parents gave way one after another, and a thin boy stood at the end of the crowd.

The class teacher patted his head and took the notebook: "Hey, I almost forgot, thanks to your carefulness, thank you, Nan Yi."

The boy bowed politely, turned and walked downstairs.

The head teacher pushed his glasses and pointed at the student's back: "This is the student with the highest grade in our class, he is so good and sensible!"

All the parents envied: "The children of other people's family."

The teacher in charge immediately sighed: "Oh, what a pity..."

It was getting dark and the temperature plummeted.

After the boy returned home with trepidation, he was relieved when he saw the women's slippers on the ground——

His mother should have gone out.

His mother has been staying at home to do nothing, occasionally going out for a walk, and the mother and son live in a muddleheaded manner on the subsidy given by his father.

Thinking of his father, the boy pursed his lips and tiptoed into his mother's room.

He opened the drawer of the bedside table, and there was an old photo frame inside, and the little boy stroked the rough photo with his slender fingers——

In the photo, a young and beautiful woman is snuggling in the arms of a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man is his father, the CEO of a company in F city.The boy stared blankly at the strange man who was somewhat similar to him, his heart trembled slightly.

He has never seen his father since he was born. There is only one USB flash drive left by his father at home. It is said that it was newly developed by his father's company and left behind when he left.

The boy stared at the photo frame in a daze, wondering if his father could come back, would his mother be able to return to normal, and would their family be better.Could he just... go to the amusement park with his parents and take a family portrait.

But now he doesn't even know where his father is.

The little boy took out his school card from his pocket, which contained a photo of his ID card. He put his photo on the frame, and it looked like a family of three standing together from a distance.

A contented smile appeared on the boy's indifferent face,

Just then, the sound of high-heeled footsteps came from outside the door.

The little boy's expression froze, and the photo frame in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

His mother is back!

The boy quickly picked up the photo album and stuffed it into the drawer. With the sound of the key being inserted into the lock——

That was the voice that the little boy feared most.

The boy snapped the drawer shut and ran out of the bedroom—

The next second, the door was opened.

The boy sat on the sofa in the living room and read a book quietly, but the hand holding the book was trembling: "Mom, you are back."

After the woman entered the room, she walked straight to the bedroom, closed the door creakingly, and did not give him half a look the whole time.

The little boy heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time, there was a bit of disappointment in his eyes.

The house was quiet for less than a minute.

With a "bang", the bedroom door was pulled open by the woman, hit the wall and bounced back.

The boy was so frightened that he dropped the book, jumped up, and turned his head: "Mom...Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing the photo frame and his school card pinched in the woman's hand, the boy opened his eyes wide -

He forgot his school card in a drawer.

It was getting dark, and the living room was lit only by a dusty, old-fashioned light bulb.There was a gloomy smile on the woman's translucent white face, and her fierce red phoenix eyes were bloodshot: "Sinister, you dare to sneak into my room to see that bitch?"

The boy suddenly shrank back into the sofa, hugged his head, and stuttered in fright: "Mom, I know I was wrong, I don't dare to do it again, don't... hit me."

The woman giggled, walked to the edge of the sofa, tilted her head and said, "Why did I hit you, my baby, you are too late."

"Boom—"

A thunder blasted outside the window, and the lightning as bright as day reflected the trembling body of the little boy and the pale and sickly smile of the woman.

The woman took the boy's thin arm with one hand, and said softly: "Come on, obedient children should be rewarded—"

The boy kept struggling to break free, repeating: "Mom, I really don't dare, I don't dare..."

The woman turned a deaf ear, looked at the boy erratically for a moment, and then shrank instantly: "It's all your fault! It's all because of you that he left me!"

After finishing speaking, the woman threw the photo album to the ground, put her hands on the boy's arms, and forcibly pulled the boy off the sofa and dragged him to the toilet.

"Bang——" the boy's kneecap hit the marble floor with a muffled sound, and his arm was pinched into the flesh by the sharp nails. The boy said in pain, "Mom, it hurts so much, mom, it hurts so much..."

The woman threw the boy into the toilet, and said harshly: "Scumbag, I've tolerated you the most by sending you to school, and you dare to rummage through my things, so let me reflect on it here!"

"Mom, please, don't lock me up here!" The boy couldn't hold back anymore, cried and got up, but fell back to the ground because of the severe pain in his knee, and watched the woman close the door and lock it.

The light in the toilet was broken a few years ago. The boy crawled towards the door in the dark, slapped the door panel, and kept crying: "Mom, it's so dark here, please let me out! I will be good and listen to you." If so, woo woo!"

"Boom—"

In the boundless darkness, there was another burst of saw-shaped lightning, which shattered the square window of the closed room and projected it onto the gray wall, full of ghostly shadows.

The little boy was so frightened that his whole body convulsed, he curled up by the door, retching, but there was still no movement outside the door.

In the middle of the night, the sound of thunder and rain continued, and the boy was so cold that his lips turned purple, and his body and mind were exhausted, leaving only a low sob: "Wuwu Mom...Dad...I'm so happy!" ......Miss you......"

The boy bent his body tightly, as if holding something reassuring in his arms, and then his eyes turned black and he passed out.

After he was released by the woman, he had a high fever for two full days, but his mother naturally didn't care about it, and he survived it all with his own perseverance and self-care.

The next day, the boy sat alone in the school cafeteria to eat at noon, and the recent news was shown on the TV in the cafeteria.

"The following is the live broadcast of Tengfei Entertainment, the largest game manufacturer in F City."

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man in a suit with straight eyebrows appeared in the center of the shot.

"Hi, ladies and gentlemen, I am Nan Cheng, CEO of Tengfei Entertainment. The company's financial report last month showed that the game "Frozen Age" accounted for 30.00% of the company's profits..."

The boy stared blankly at the TV. This man was almost exactly the same as the man in his mother's photo, and his surname was also Nan!

The boy couldn't believe it, could this be his father?

The status is noble and out of reach.

But the boy always had small expectations. Since he is a close relative, will he, will he go home with him because of blood relationship, to see his mother?Maybe his mother's mental illness will get better?

The boy clenched his fists and made a decision.

-

After school, the boy took the bus alone to the downstairs of Tengfei Entertainment according to the address he found.

Looking at the endless tall building, the boy swallowed in disbelief. Is the owner of this building really his father?

The little boy looked down at his shabby clothes, took back the foot he had just stepped out, and stood there hesitantly.

"Mr. Nan, please listen to my explanation. Although our performance fell sharply last month, our department has already implemented remedial measures..."

At this time, a group of people passed by the door, and the boy followed the reputation. In the middle of the crowd, stood a middle-aged man with a tough face and an impatient expression.

The boy's eyes lit up, as if he saw a life-saving rope, he couldn't stop walking forward, and shouted: "Dad?!"

Attracted by the clear voice, everyone stopped and looked at the boy behind him.

The boy's eyes sparkled, and he walked towards the crowd step by step with his schoolbag on his back. He smiled happily and said, "Dad? I'm Nan Yi, and I finally found you!"

Hearing the word "Nan Yi", the middle-aged man turned his head slightly, his gaze swept over the boy's starry face, paused for less than a second, then turned around indifferently, waved his hand at the secretary, and walked forward without looking back.

Seeing the figure of the middle-aged man getting further and further away, the boy immediately chased after him, begging in a faint voice: "Dad, don't you recognize me?"

Before taking two steps, the boy was stopped by the secretary.The secretary smiled: "My kid, where is your home? Where are your parents? Let me take you back. This is not where you should come."

The boy struggled to break free: "Uncle, that Uncle Nancheng just now is really my father, can you stop him for me? I really have something very important..."

The secretary's face darkened: "Is Mr. Nan's name easy for you to call? Where did you come from, go home quickly."

The boy refused to give up, tears welled up in his eyes, and he fumbled in his pockets: "Uncle, I didn't lie to you, that uncle is really my father, I still have photos of him and my mother, and... ..”

The boy stared at the back of the middle-aged man, but the man never looked back, and stepped into the building without any hesitation.

The secretary was already devastated by the decline in the company's performance, and his patience was exhausted by the boy's actions. He yelled, "Is there any end?! Such a young person knows that he is here to scam and blackmail? Get out!"

The boy suppressed his crying, tried to pull his arm out of the secretary's hand, and made a final request to the man's back with his last hope: "Dad, please, help me..."

The secretary couldn't bear it anymore, and pushed the boy back violently——

"Squeak!"

A sharp brake sound pierced the sky.

The author has something to say: Tip: Nan Yi is still in a state of amnesia at this time, and his memory is not complete.

Double update today~

感谢在2020-09-0723:26:30~2020-09-0823:50:53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 who cast the rocket launcher: 1 stops;

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