President of Zhuma PK

It was already 17:30 after Song Ci took a shower and changed his clothes.

When he got fully dressed and came out of the bathroom, Li Yizheng was sitting in the living room with blank eyes, not knowing what to think.

He hesitated for a moment, walked over, and called him in a low voice: "Li Yi."

Li Yi didn't look up, and after a while, he said in a hoarse voice, "Just now... I'm sorry. I didn't mean it."

Li Yi had never said anything like this to show weakness to him, Song Ci was at a loss for a moment.

However, at such a moment, whatever he said would appear artificial and pretentious.For the sake of him who had nothing to do with him, Li Yi personally killed his father.From now on, in this world, he is alone.

Song Ci walked up to Li Yi and sat down, "Actually, you know that, right? Your father can't be saved..."

Li Yi sat motionless, as if in a daze, and suddenly pulled a vain smile on his face, "I know, so I didn't call an ambulance." After a long while, Li Yi suddenly said: "I Can I tell you a story? I've never told anyone this story before."

Song Ci neither nodded nor shook his head.

Because Song Ci knew that he just needed to sit here quietly and listen.

"Once upon a time, there was a little boy who had a very, very happy family. He had a beautiful house, a busy but loving father, and a beautiful and gentle mother. The three of them were very happy living together.

However, happiness will never last long.In the winter when he was six years old, his father's business failed and he jumped from the top of a [-]-story building, turning into a bloody corpse.The six-year-old boy will never forget how broken and hideous his father's face was when the doctor lifted the white cloth covering his body.Since then, he has had nightmares every night, dreaming that he fell from the roof of a [-]-story building.Downstairs, there is a broken face of my father, with a smile that is both familiar and unfamiliar to him. "

Li Yi stopped, took a deep breath, and continued: "A few days after the boy's father died, a group of strange uncles and aunts rushed into their house, and everyone looked angry and hideous. He couldn't remember what the group of uncles and aunts said to his mother, and his mother cried violently and desperately. He wanted to protect his mother, so he rushed up and bit the arm of the uncle who was the leader. But, after all, he was only a six How could a boy who was [-] years old be a match for a grown man? The man grabbed his hair and threw him far away. Then, those people started smashing their things. Living room, bedroom, bathroom, after a while , The originally warm and beautiful house was smashed to pieces. That night, his mother took him away from home and went to his uncle's house.

However, they were kicked out without even stepping into their uncle's house.His aunt, who was usually very kind to him, blocked the door, threw them 200 yuan with a cold face, and slammed the door behind him.The boy will always remember the humiliated expression on his mother's face when she bent down to pick up the 200 yuan from the ground.They used the 200 yuan to find a dilapidated small hotel on the street.But within a few days, they ran out of money and were driven out by the proprietress of the small hotel with their luggage.

That night, he and his mother lived in the underground passage together with the homeless beggars.The biting cold wind kept pouring in from both ends of the aisle. The mother hugged the boy tightly, but he was still shivering from the cold.In the middle of the night, the boy suddenly developed a high fever and his whole body was burning hot.His consciousness gradually began to dim, and at the moment when he completely sank into darkness, his mother's heart-piercing cries echoed in the empty underground passage. "

Perhaps the following story was too tragic, and an expression of pain began to appear on Li Yi's face.

"When the boy woke up, he was lying in a strange house. Seeing him waking up, the mother smiled and pulled a strange man and asked him to call him uncle. After a long time, the boy knew that the mother used her own The happiness of the rest of his life bought him this humble place to live.

At the beginning, the man was very kind to the boy's mother, often bought her some new clothes, and occasionally bought some toys for the boy.A smile began to appear on the mother's face, and the boy was also very happy.However, as mentioned earlier, a happy life never lasts long.When the boy was ten years old, the man started drinking for some unknown reason, and went home drunk every day.Moreover, the man will punch and kick his mother if he is not going well, and the attack is not serious at all.In the most serious case, the man broke the mother's forehead and sewed more than a dozen stitches in the hospital, which almost disfigured her face.

The boy rushed home angrily, punching and kicking the sleeping man.However, he was a ten-year-old boy, so he didn't have any strength, fists and feet fell on the man's body like tickling, and the man didn't even bother to open his eyes.The boy ran to the kitchen, picked up a sharp knife for cutting vegetables, ran back to the man's bedroom like crazy, and nailed it into the man's palm.The boy's idea is very simple, as long as the man's hand is destroyed, he will have no way to beat his mother again.The man woke up growling and kicked the boy far away.

From then on, the man tortured the boy's mother even harder. The food was too salty, and the water for washing his feet was too hot.Finally the boy's mother couldn't take it anymore, left a short letter, and left the boy and left this hellish home.The boy held the letter and cried all night.However, the boy does not blame his mother.Because only by abandoning him can mother start a new life and regain happiness.He always knew that if it wasn't for him, his mother would never have stepped into this house and lived with such a man.

After his mother left, the man drank even more heavily, hardly ever sober.The boy took the place of the mother and became the punching bag of the man, with almost no intact parts on his face or body.Once, a man was crossing the road drunk and was almost knocked down by an oncoming car, but a boy who happened to be passing by pushed him away.The boy was hit by a car and flew out, and he lay in the hospital for more than a month before waking up.

The man didn't say a word of thanks to the boy, but rarely hit him again.In this way, the man and the boy tortured each other and lived together.Until the boy was 16 years old, he killed the man with his own hands. "

The story is over.

Although he didn't say it, Song Ci knew that the boy in the story was Li Yi.

Song Ci asked him in a low voice: "What was written in the letter mother left for the boy?"

"Xiaoyi, mom is sorry for you. Don't hate me. Wait for mom, mom will definitely come back to pick you up. Mom loves you."

"So, the boy just stays in that hellish house, waiting for his mother to come back and pick him up?"

Li Yi didn't say a word.

Song Ci's heart ached suddenly and he couldn't breathe.

Only now did he know why the relationship between Li Yi and Li Guolai was so weird, and why Li Yi always rejected him so much.What happened to the two of them was too imaginable. Standing in front of Li Yi, he was like another self in the mirror, reminding Li Yi of his bad past all the time.

Song Ci let out a long breath, suppressed the tears welling up, and tentatively said, "Li Yi, let's leave together..."

Before he finished speaking, the sound of a key turning suddenly came from the door.

The iron gate opened, and Xia Mobing hurried in: "Oh, I'm suffocated, what a broken shopping mall, I can't even find a bathroom." Before Song Ci could stop her, Xia Mobing had already rushed in in the toilet.

"what!!!!"

Xia Mobing's high-decibel scream came from the bathroom.

Immediately afterwards, there was a heart-piercing cry: "Lao Li, Lao Li, what's wrong with you, Lao Li? I'm Mo Bing, open your eyes and look at me, Lao Li..."

Song Ci walked over quickly and covered Xia Mobing's mouth: "Mom, don't make noise, just listen to me first."

Xia Mobing nodded hastily, and turned to stare at Song Ci in disbelief: "You didn't do it, did you? Tell me, it wasn't you, right?"

"It's me." Li Yi's voice came out without the slightest emotion.

Xia Mobing suddenly fell into the blood, his face was as white as paper: "But, why? He is your father, why did you do it so hard? How did you do it?!"

Song Ci hurriedly said, "It's not Li Yi's fault. It's this man who rushed in while I was taking a shower and wanted..." He couldn't say it after all, "Li Yi accidentally killed him just to save me."

Xia Mobing shook his head in disbelief, "Impossible, Lao Li can't be that kind of person. When we traveled to Qingdao, he promised me that he wouldn't get your ideas."

Song Ci said: "I am your son, there is no need for me to lie to you, you..."

Xia Mobing interrupted him: "Now you know you are my son? When did you treat me as your mother before?"

"Is this the time to discuss this? The person is dead, and the most important thing now is how to deal with it. How about we call the police? Anyway, it's not our fault." Song Ci said calmly.

Xia Mobing sneered, "Call the police? The Public Security Bureau doesn't care who is at fault, anyway, you killed the person, and you have to pay for it with your life!"

Li Yi said indifferently: "If you pay for your life, you will pay for your life. There is no point in living like this anyway."

Xia Mobing struggled to sit up from the bloody water, pointed at Li Yi's nose and said excitedly: "You said it simply, you're dead, so what should my son do? Half your life will be ruined."

After finishing speaking, she passed Song Ci and Li Yi, walked quickly into Song Ci's room, and began to pack Song Ci's things.

"Li Yi, hurry up and pack your things. You and Song Ci go to other places to avoid it first, and you will come back after the limelight passes."

Song Ci hesitated: "Then... what should you do?"

"Don't worry about me. I didn't kill anyone. They won't shoot me without asking questions, right?" After a while, Xia Mobing packed a small package.

Song Ci took the package, and there were thousands of words in his heart, but he didn't know what to say, "Mom..."

Xia Mobing's tears fell instantly: "Damn child, you are finally willing to call me mom in a serious way, and it's not in vain for our mother and son."

Before leaving, Xia Mobing gave Li Yi 1000 yuan: "You saved my son, auntie, thank you very much. But I am used to being extravagant, and I haven't saved much money after living for most of my life. This 1000 yuan should be enough. You have spent a while, but after the money is spent, you have to rely on yourself. Xiaoyi, Auntie knows that she is not qualified, but Auntie still wants to shamelessly ask you to take good care of Song Ci. He has been with me since childhood. After a good day, you look very strong, but in fact you are just a child who has not grown up. From now on, you two will depend on each other, and you must take care of each other..."

At the end, Xia Mobing was sobbing.

Li Yi nodded silently, agreeing one by one.

At ten o'clock that night, Li Yi and Song Ci boarded the train going south.