Help each other with "silence"

Shen Xi extracurricular:

As long as I can remember, I stayed in that dark room with simple clothes, and there were a few children my age sleeping beside me.

The more he grew up, the more and deeper the wounds left on his body.

The first time I was led out by that smiling man, the first time a whip fell on me, I cried helplessly and terrified, but the more I yelled, the more miserable I yelled, the happier he laughed.

At that time, from the few words I learned, I knew that this person was a pervert.

But I can't resist, I can only look at those who come to sex every time, smile gently, and take away the people around me.

I can't talk, I can't please, so no one likes it.

Well, I was an outcast.

The man said, I was thrown at the mouth of the sewer and picked up.

Even my parents don't want me.

I was beaten up by that man every few days, and I was not the only one who was treated like this.

Almost any grown-up child would be beaten.

I don't understand what's the point of surviving in such a place.

However, as I grew up year by year, a belief in my heart gradually expanded: I want to escape from here.

I never thought about what it would be like if I escaped and was caught and came back. I never thought about what the rest of my life would be like if I couldn’t escape. I never thought about what would happen if I escaped and didn’t meet Mommy What will happen to the people.

I just want to escape.

That night, I discussed with several friends who had been with me for a long time, and finally started to implement the plan.

There are very few protection measures in this place, so there are almost no patrols. Perhaps they think that such a small child cannot think of escaping. Even if they will be beaten here, there is no other place to go.

This is even more convenient for us to escape.

When I climbed over the wall and was about to pull them in, a flashlight came from behind me, and then a man yelled loudly, and I stretched out my hand and kept saying, "hurry!"

They were about to cry in fright, shaking their heads, I looked at the lights that were getting closer and closer, pointed to the barbed wire fence in a more hidden place, and told them to run over there, I jumped down, and ran forward desperately, what in the dark I couldn’t see clearly, my clothes were scratched, my head was hit hard, my body was so cold that I couldn’t feel it, and I didn’t dare to stop, I just ran.

Run, escape from that place.

I don't remember how long I ran, but when I looked up and saw the bright street lights and buildings around me, my body suddenly went limp and I fell to the ground.

It seems that escaped.

Next, what to do?

where can i gowhere can i go

Just as I was lying on the ground, hungry and cold, I heard the sound of high heels.

Then, a small beam of light hit my face, I closed my eyes, and when I opened them, I saw her.

One, looks like a sick big sister.His face is pale, even paler than mine, but he is more beautiful than anyone I have ever seen.

I looked into her strangely colored eyes, shrank back, and then, I heard her speak.

The voice is softer and more pleasant than anyone's voice I've ever heard.

I don't know how to describe it, I just know that looking at her beautiful eyes and listening to her gentle words, my body is so cold that it seems to be so warm.

I watched her smile and took off her coat and handed it to me. I took it, and when I put it on, I could smell the faint smell of disinfectant on the coat.

She said she was going to take me back to her home.

Family.

I agreed, she hugged me, I nestled in her arms, looked at this pretty face up close, saw the gentle smile on her mouth, and unconsciously grabbed her clothes.

Such a warm person.

Her hands are strong and her arms are warm. She just stood there holding me with her back straight, which gave me a supreme sense of security.

I, like, met an angel.

She took her back to her home, and there was a man who looked very similar to her and had the same eye color waiting for her. I couldn't understand their words, but their tone was very gentle.

The man then asked me if I was hungry.

Those eyes, and that smile, are like her, very, warm.

I thought I would be sent back in a few days, so I dared not say anything.They didn't call the police, but took good care of me.Every day in my heart is half joy and half fear.

I am afraid that I will leave this group of gentle angels.

She always looks gentle, although she always looks weak, when she looks at me, she always smiles.

Every time I look at her, it's like seeing the hero of my dreams.

She is my hero.

She saved me, saved those kids.

I don't know why, so I lived with her for a long time.

One night, she didn't know why, she suddenly collapsed around her body in pain, I cried in fright, raised my hand to touch her face, but it was so cold that I couldn't bear it, her parents ran away in a panic I got out and helped her to the bedroom. I saw her in pain and cried helplessly. Suddenly, she turned her head and gave me a comforting smile. But for some reason, seeing that smile made me cry harder .

She has a nice natural fragrance, I don't know what it is, it's like the smell of ink on a book, but it's more fragrant than that, and there are some faint smells of traditional Chinese medicine and disinfectant.

I don't know what's wrong with her, and I don't dare to disturb her, so I can only hide in the crack of the door, watching her mother nervously doing something, and her father looks like me, standing aside, about to cry look.

I thought I would lose her, so I cried a lot, but I didn't dare to make it too loud, so I could only choked up and moaned, tears streaming down my face.

After that, I didn't see her for many days.

But the day she came back, she looked at me with the same gentle smile on her face, and I didn't worry anymore.

My hero, won't leave.

Then, one day, she suddenly hugged me and asked me if she should be my mother.

I think she seems a little scared and a little worried.

However, she never knew how long I had waited for this news.

I am always afraid that she doesn't like me and doesn't want to live with me, so I am very good.

That day, when I heard this sentence, I hugged her and cried loudly, nodding my head with a snot in my nose. She also cried, but she cried beautifully.She wiped my nose, laughed at me, and cried herself.

She smiled with tears and said to me, please give me more advice for the rest of my life.

I didn't understand at that time, I just nodded while crying.

My hero can say anything.

After that, she sent me to a school, and she would pick me up after get off work every day, and she would go to grandma's hospital after I fell asleep.

She is obviously not in good health, but she still has to go to work and go to the hospital at night.

When she was on vacation, if she didn't go out to play, she would look at a photo with an expression like she was about to cry.At that time, I always wanted to cry, and I didn't know what to do. I could only raise my hand as she did to comfort me, touch her face, and say, don't cry.

She always froze for a moment, then held my hand, showing an expression that seemed to be crying or laughing, and said, I don't cry.

After I became mother and daughter with her, on the first Children's Day, she said she would take me to the amusement park.I stayed at home full of expectations, changed my clothes, and waited for her call. Although it was a bit late afterwards, I didn't care if I could go out with her.

When we arrived at the playground, we met my aunt. She often came to see me at home and brought me some toys, but I didn't like her rubbing my face.

After that, my mother and aunt went to buy tickets, and I sat on the chair in front of the Ferris wheel and waited for them. When I looked around curiously, I saw that woman in the photo she often looked at.

Standing with a woman, she is more beautiful than in the photo, but I always feel that she is similar to something about Mommy, it seems sad, and it seems not.

Out of curiosity, I wanted to go there, but I fell down when I walked over. The woman standing with that person had the warm voice and appearance of an oriental woman that my mother taught me, and she helped me up.

I looked at that person and said obediently, big sister, you are so beautiful.

I think Mommy must miss her very much, but why didn't she go to find her?

The man stared at me for a long time, then stood up suddenly, looked at me seriously, and asked my name. I was stunned, thinking about what Mommy told me.

Mommy said that you can't talk to strangers casually, and you can't tell strangers your name casually.

But this person is someone my mother knows, is it a stranger?

When I was hesitating, my aunt ran over with the ticket and hugged me. I was about to speak, but she suddenly gave me a stare. Every time my mom stares at me or my aunt stares at me, it means that I did something wrong , I quickly shut my mouth and stopped talking.

The aunt told them that my daughter has caused you trouble.

I looked at her, although I really wanted to refute that I was not her daughter, but I was still afraid of doing something wrong, so I dared not speak. After seeing the auntie, the person seemed very disappointed, and his eyes were not bright. Now there is no more color.

I felt a little distressed, I touched the small bag on my waist, found a piece of candy that my mother bought for me, handed it to that person, and said, "Pretty lady, I'll eat it for you."

She froze for a while, and finally smiled.

I squinted and smiled, and my aunt hugged me and left. I lay on her shoulder and waved to those two people.

After walking for a while, I saw Mummy, who seemed to be shaking, sitting at a coffee table.

I twisted my body and asked my aunt to put me down. She looked at Mommy and sighed, and put me down. I ran to Mommy and looked at her timidly.

Again, crying.

I glanced at my aunt, she pouted at me, I hesitated for a while, touched Mommy's face in the usual way, and said, Mommy, don't cry.

I heard my aunt's laughter, and suddenly blushed shyly, but still looked at Mommy.

I'm worried about her. I don't know why, but I feel that Mommy needs my protection at this time.

Mommy looked at me, showing a smile that was about to cry, hugged me, and murmured, Mommy didn't cry.

I held her tight and gave her strength.

Don't cry, my hero.