Every confession will be killed

"Okay, Mom." Yu Haiwei answered the woman's words very respectfully, and then he stretched out his hand and suddenly grabbed my wrist and led me into the room. I immediately grabbed my sister with the other hand.

The little girl followed me to Yu Haiwei's room in doubt, and after looking at it for a long time, she said, "Why is there nothing in this room?"

I looked a little embarrassed, the little girl is so young, so naturally she dares to say anything, and it's hard for me to stop her.

"Uh, isn't it time for me to come today?"

Yu Haiwei let go of my hand, pulled the only chair in the room for me to sit on, and then he sat on the bed.

"Why did you open the door so late before?" Yu Haiwei suddenly ignored me, this was the first time I received a cold reception, so I could only find ways to say something else.

"Of course it's late." Yu Haiwei stretched out his hand and tugged at the turtleneck sweater on his body, "She cares so much about face, how can people know that she likes to beat me?"

Hearing what Yu Haiwei said was so unsalty, my heart fluttered a few times, and I saw Yu Haiwei took off his shirt and threw it aside casually. I saw that there were more clothes on him than before. After a lot of traces, it was only then that the seriousness of the matter was discovered.

"Is she always doing this to you?"

"Yes."

What Yu Haiwei said was very plain, but I don't know whether he really didn't mind or just pretended not to mind, but I didn't see any reluctance on his face.

"Why don't we call the police?"

"What did the police do?"

"Let the police restrain it." Although I know that the method of calling the police is a temporary solution, but I really don't know how to deal with domestic violence.

"It's nothing." Yu Haiwei said indifferently, "Anyway, it's not a one-time or two-time thing, I'm used to it."

How long does it take to get used to the pain?I frowned, I didn't like the feeling that my good friend didn't care about my body so much.

"What is this?" Suddenly the little girl at the side said in amazement, a box was dragged out from under the bed in her hand.

I saw Yu Haiwei's face change, I was about to go up to stop it but it was too late, the little girl had already opened the box.

The little girl who was very interested in seeing the mess inside wrinkled her nose: "Why do you like garbage?"

I also saw a dazzling array of things that were indeed garbage inside. They were carefully arranged neatly, but they still looked very messy.

I hardly remember these things, but I can guess what they mean.

Because the childish hairpin I 'given' to Yu Haiwei before is still quietly lying in one of the glass boxes and enshrined like a treasure.

These things are all mine.

The odds and ends are things that children have collected but are actually of no use at all. I even saw a small glove in it.

Seeing these things, I actually feel very complicated in my heart. After all... How should I put it, no matter who sees his good brother who likes to collect his own things, he can't imagine how wonderful it is, right?

It's impossible to have a crush on me...

Something weird just flashed through my mind!

after……

If you have the opportunity to give something...

I'd better give something eye-catching instead of something that looks like garbage.

"I gave this to my second brother!" The little girl suddenly saw her little hairpin in the pile of debris with sharp eyes, and then immediately glanced inside, "This belongs to my second brother, and this is also my second brother's hairpin." Brother, this... this... this seems to belong to the second brother."

The little girl took out the things while talking, and when I looked up, I saw Yu Haiwei's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Well, little girl, don't mess with other people's things." I immediately held the two hands of the little girl who were still making troubles in the palms of my hands, and pulled the little girl away from the pile of... trash... .

"But it belonged to the second elder brother at that time." The little girl made a fuss inexorably.

"This is what the second brother gave him." I immediately corrected the younger sister's speech.

"I don't even want these things, why does he still keep them." The little girl pointed at Yu Haiwei and said sincerely, "Only fools like garbage."

For a moment, Yu Haiwei and I had the same conflicted expression, but to be honest, I couldn't refute the little girl's words.

This is indeed a fool...

Yu Haiwei clenched his fists tightly, obviously very unhappy with what the little girl said, I couldn't help but hugged the little girl into my arms, lest Yu Haiwei lose control when a fist comes over, I can't guarantee that the little girl can catch it down.

Quickly find a topic to expose this matter.

"Well, you're wearing clean clothes today."

I don't know why I said this out of my brain. Indeed, in my memory, this child looks dirty, although it seems that this child was almost spotless when I was in high school.

"Of course, that woman wants to save face so much, how could she like me to get my clothes dirty?" Yu Haiwei stretched out his hand and pulled the clothes away to reveal his bruised abdomen, "I don't like to make that woman happy, I will do whatever she wants me to do. Do nothing."

It's only now that I feel for the first time that Yu Haiwei actually hates his mother. Maybe he won't feel anything when he is beaten, but he will actually resist unnaturally.

If there is really no emotion, how can there be such a mentality?

When I was silent, I suddenly heard a door closing sound from outside, it seemed that someone was coming.

"I just came to see you today." Hearing that someone is coming, I actually don't feel like staying here any longer. It would be fine if I was alone, but my little girl will still be by my side now, " Seeing that you are in good condition, I will go back first."

"En." Yu Haiwei nodded and stood up to see me off.

"Let's go, Qiqi." I dragged the little girl who was always unhappy to leave, because the little girl didn't have fun until now, and because the person she met was not Mu Ran, she was puffing her cheeks to express own dissatisfaction.

I took my little girl out the door, and I just saw Yu Haiwei's mother sitting on the sofa staring blankly at the TV, and the person who came in just now...

I looked up and saw that man, so tall, the first time I saw such a tall man.

I don't know if it's because of the height difference or because I'm instinctively afraid of this man's aura, which puts the pressure of this height difference on me.

Not to say how powerful this man is, but the feeling that he is not in the same world as me. Although the man is tall, he is very thin, his cheeks are thin but his forehead is very full, his eyes are big, and the bags under his eyes are blue. Shrouded in shadow, it is even more gloomy. Standing in the distance, it looks like a skeleton in a windbreaker. The clothes covering the limbs are empty, as if they will float up at any time.

The man looked down at me, and the little girl looked up at the same time. The moment she saw the man's face, she was about to cry.

The man frowned, and suddenly I felt bad, so I bent down and covered the little girl's mouth to prevent her from crying, and showed a very reluctant smile: "Well, hello, I'm... Yu Haiwei's friend .”

The man's dead fish-like eyes rolled and stayed on me, bringing a sticky and very uncomfortable feeling.

Under his eyes, I seemed to sink into a swamp, and it became difficult to breathe.

"Ah, are you leaving?" The woman who was watching TV just turned her head and saw me, showing a very subtle smile, "I'm not playing anymore, I'm leaving so early."

"Well, I have to go home, I just came to see it today." I immediately smiled.

"Did you take the things?" The woman greeted me like every normal mother, and told me to be careful on the road. I felt her excessive enthusiasm, but I also didn't miss the calculation in this woman's eyes.

The man not far away moved his eyes uncomfortably in the deep eye sockets, always looking in my direction, his bony hands trembling unnaturally, his chapped lips were gradually pursed, and his cheeks were sunken even more.

"I want to come to play more often in the future." The woman took my hand, obviously not wanting me to leave.

The woman's hands were cold and wet, and felt like fish just caught out of the water, cold and slippery with a hint of coldness from an ice spring.

this family...

It's really strange.

The sun is shining brightly outside, but I always feel that this home is filled with darkness that does not belong to this world.