i'm a wang

The living room was in a mess, Lin Meijuan's arms holding her son tightly were covered with glaring bloodstains, but even though the mother tried so hard to protect the child, Lin Siran was still beaten to pieces.

"Thank you, little classmate, thank you for coming to see Ranran. I'm sorry to make you laugh. I will give you the money later. I can't let your parents spend it."

Xiao Lu looked at Lin Siran who was holding his head down in Lin's mother's arms, and said anxiously: "It's okay, auntie, do you want to go to the hospital?"

Lin Meijuan touched her son's head, and saw that her son didn't respond and seemed to be asleep, so she replied softly, "It's okay, I'll just apply some medicine to Ranran."

Hearing Lin Meijuan's response, Xiao Lu was a little angry: "Auntie, why are you all right? You see that Si Ran's sad clothes are all torn, and there is so much blood! You also have so many bloodstains on your arms! How can you be all right? Woolen cloth!!!"

Seeing that Lin Meijuan was silent and Lin Siran didn't respond, Xiao Lu was very worried, whether Siran was in a coma or not, he took a step forward and wanted to carry Lin Siran on his back and take him to the hospital, but was stopped by Lin Meijuan.

"Little classmate, I know you are well-intentioned, but you must not expose your family ugliness. If you want others to know that Lin Siran's father beat him, what do you let the classmates and teachers think of my family?"

"Could it be that other people's opinions are more important than Si Ran's life?!" Xiao Lu couldn't believe it.

Lin Meijuan was a little displeased when she heard this. In her heart, if something like this happened in the family, others would look down on her, and then her classmates and teachers at school would discriminate against Ranran, which would definitely be bad for her son. Maybe the teacher won't teach Ranran well.

"This is a matter of my family, little classmate, I hope you will not say anything about today's matter. OK?"

"Aunt Lin, what are you thinking? You should tell the police teacher about Uncle Lin beating you, or even get a divorce! After divorce, you and Siran won't be beaten!"

"Enough!" Upon hearing this, Lin Meijuan, who was still amiable before, raised her eyebrows and pointed in the direction of the gate and said angrily, "Little classmate, don't you have a tutor? Your parents didn't teach you not to talk about other people's family. Something?! You can go! Don’t come here in the future! Of course our family won’t be friends with a child like you!”

In her heart, if she divorces, her son will become a poor child without a father, and she herself will become a broken shoe that no one wants in the mouths of relatives and friends!How could she tolerate such a thing, so even if she was beaten, she would never divorce!She was even always confused by the little warmth that Lin Haiyang gave her before she got married, and she worked hard without complaint, imagining that one day the husband who loved her would reappear!Every time she was beaten, she would even compare it with the damage she received the previous time. If the beating was a little lighter, she would comfort herself that her husband began to get better.Although sometimes, she would be angry because her son was beaten, but the anger came and went quickly, and when her son's injury healed, life would go on like this.Sometimes, when she hears the workers in the factory talking about the news about which woman suffered a lot after divorce, or which stepmother abused her former child to death, she will make a firm decision not to divorce psychologically, and feel grateful that her persistence can Protect her son from more harm, at least, her husband will not beat him to death.

No matter how much Xiao Lu persuaded and begged for mercy, he was still kicked out by Lin Meijuan. He knocked on the door for a long time, but what was waiting for him was 500 yuan slipped through the crack of the door.

When it was almost evening, Xiao Lu knew that he had to go home. If he didn't go back, his parents would be anxious. He owed Siran, but he also owed his parents, he couldn't let them worry.

Sure enough, shortly after he arrived home, his mother, Tong Zhihui, came home. She hurriedly opened the door, saw her son awake, and happily hugged him.

"Lulu, are you feeling unwell today? Why don't you look very happy?" Sensing her son's depression, Tong Zhihui was a little worried.

"I'm fine. Mom, I want to tell you a few things."

Seeing her son's serious expression, Tong Zhihui became even more worried. She held her son's hand and said softly: "No matter what it is, Lulu doesn't have to worry. Tell mom, mom will help you solve it."

Xiao Lu looked at his mother's eyes full of concern and worry, and decided to tell her everything.He didn't want to tell them at first, he was afraid that after they knew these tragedies, they would be sad, fearful and anxious, he was afraid that his wings would blow up an unexpected storm, and he would not be able to protect his father from harm, but now he couldn't wait any longer, he was anxious He needs the help of his parents to help him protect Si Ran.

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After listening to the story told by her son, Tong Zhihui was silent for a long time.She didn't believe everything her son said, but there was no way to release the anxiety in her heart. Her son seemed to be suffering from paranoia, a terrible mental illness.

She held her son in her arms, as if she was afraid of disturbing his fragile nerves, she whispered: "Lulu, mom also wants to tell you a few things, can you listen to mom first?"

Xiao Lu was surprised that his mother's reaction was quite different from what he expected, but he still nodded obediently.

"Lulu, Shenzhou 5 was launched in March last year. You are wrong to say that it will be launched on October 3 this year."

"You said that SARS would break out in a week, but have you forgotten that the primary school history textbook said that SARS swept the whole world in 1987?"

"You said that our neighbor, Uncle Li, who lived across from us, passed away at 5 p.m., and asked me to call the hospital for verification, but my mother just saw him walking in the garden downstairs."

"Lulu..." Tong Zhihui hesitated to speak.

Xiao Lu's mind was in chaos, his mother's words disturbed his thoughts, he no longer knew what was true and what was false.He stood up quietly and walked to his room, "Let me be quiet, Mom."

Looking at her son's dead eyes, Tong Zhihui's anxiety reached its peak, and she finally made up her mind.

Sitting in front of the desk, Xiao Lu stared blankly at the dark sky outside the window.The sun had already set, and a thick black cloud had gathered on the original blue sky. The wind was howling, and the locust tree branches outside the window were dancing like demons. Countless withered leaves fell down like the only hope left in Xiao Lu's heart.

It turns out that everything is fake?What rebirth revenge?What changes destiny?What protects a lover?He had never been more aware of his innocence than at this moment!Dreaming of preventing the tragedy from happening, but I don't even know whether it is the original world or not!

How cruel to deprive this world of his own life!Occupy my own life in this world!But nothing can be done!What a cruel executioner, he killed Siran and himself.

He shrank himself into a ball in pain, but he couldn't stop the darkness from coming.

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When Tong Zhihui opened her son's door and was about to tell him the decision, she found that he had fallen asleep lying on the table. She sighed and asked her husband to carry her son to the bed.

"Zhihui, you will get better. With such advanced medical technology in the United States, Lulu will definitely be cured." Xiao Zhijun took his wife's thin shoulders and kissed her forehead.

"Yes, it will definitely get better." Tong Zhihui prayed silently, gently smoothing her son's frowning.

The author has something to say: The incidents mentioned by Xiao's mother are fabricated for the development of the plot, and they are different from the reality. Hope to know.