perfect life

This kind of life lasted for nearly two years, and Chen Qiran became very fast during these two years.

Because he has not received enough food and clothing for a long time, although he has a house to live in, he is actually no different from an orphan living on the street.He didn't even know the name of the woman who asked him to call her aunt, why was she always so fierce to him?

Because he has no playmates, no toys, and no TV at home, what Chen Qiran does most every day is to sit on the sidelines in a daze, his originally bright eyes gradually become gray, and his whole body is not as spiritual as before.

Chen Qiran's biological mother gradually stopped coming home, and she began to sleep with different men.

The young Chen Qiran didn't know how to cook by himself. He saw her use the rice cooker several times at home, but at the age of four or five, he couldn't reach the kitchen sink and didn't know how to use the rice cooker. If he didn't go home, Chen Qiran would only be hungry.

Once, he didn't see anyone for three whole days, and when Chen Qiran was lying on the sofa so hungry that he almost passed out, the woman came back from outside.She seemed to be in a particularly bad mood that day, and when she saw Chen Qiran, she slapped him across the face.The young Chen Qiran couldn't stand a slap so hard from an adult woman, and he was knocked unconscious immediately.

It was already a day after waking up, there was a bowl of porridge on the table, and there was still no one at home.

Chen Qiran staggered over to pick up the bowl and drank the bowl of gruel, but still felt hungry.When he was in the Chen family, he never knew that hunger is such a terrible thing, it can make people unconscious.

In the Chen family, he was educated not to waste any food. At that time, Chen Qiran only half understood it, but now he really fully understands the value of food.

I moved a chair and climbed up with great effort, wanting to see if there was any food left in the rice cooker, but when I opened it, it was empty.Chen Qiran glanced at the empty bowl on the table again, ran over to lick up the rest of the bowl, not a single drop wasted.

This kind of days of starving for several days and then eating a little food lasted for a while, and Chen Qiran's health also became extremely poor during this period.

When his father reappeared in front of his biological mother's small apartment, Chen Qiran suspected that his eyes were wrong.He rubbed his eyes, and when he was sure that he really saw the right person, tears of joy flowed down his face.

But remembering that his father had taught him that boys should never shed tears easily, Chen Qiran wept with joy, then quickly wiped his tears with the sleeves that were already as short as three-quarter sleeves, raised his head and looked at the boy with confusion and expectation. The man who sent himself here.

He really wanted to call him Dad, but he was afraid that the man would be unhappy—when he was sent here, the man said that you and I would have nothing to do in the future.

He just watched him warily, waiting for him to say something to himself.Even if it's just a casual sentence, he hasn't talked to anyone for a long time, and he almost forgot what his voice looks like.

I don't know how long it has passed, but the man who saw him about to pick him up still didn't speak.The little hope in Chen Qiran's heart was gradually extinguished like a candle in the wind.

Maybe he didn't come to take him away, it was very likely that he just had a look at him, and then turned away mercilessly like last time.

Although he was only a child less than five years old, Chen Qiran still sensed the delicate atmosphere between himself and his biological father.He wanted to open his mouth to break the uncomfortable silence - although he was used to sitting on the ground with nothing to do in a daze, Chen Qiran was still happy to see him coming.

I want to speak, but I don't know how to address him.Dad?or uncle?

He is still too young to understand many things.He knew that he and his aunt looked very similar, and occasionally heard her poker friends say things like "Actually, your son is quite obedient", but isn't his mother the Chen family's mother?When did you become the current aunt?

After struggling for a long time, Chen Qiran swallowed, and wanted to call "Dad", but found that his throat couldn't make a sound for some reason.Chen Qiran tried several times, but still failed.

He suddenly glanced at the man in front of him in a panic, and he was speechless. If he knew this, wouldn't he be even more unwilling to talk to himself?

Thinking of this, Chen Qiran's eyes gradually dimmed when he looked at the man in front of him, as if even the last glimmer of light was about to fade away.

The man looked at him silently, it was difficult to connect him with his lively and lovely son.

Standing in front of him was indeed Chen Qiran, who was almost five years old, but there was no trace of the cute, cheerful, pink boy in his body at all. Instead, he was a thin, yellow-faced, scrawny, stunted boy. child.

It's not that he didn't notice Chen Qiran's joy when he saw him, and he also noticed that the hope in the child's eyes was gradually weakening while looking at him.

Seeing him looking at him in horror, Chen Zhi felt his heart tremble.

He bent down and squatted in front of Chen Qiran, rubbed his hair, smiled at him as before, and said, "Xiaoran, Dad will take you home, okay?"

To his surprise, Chen Qiran shook his head.Chen Zhi doesn't know what's wrong with this child, just now he looked very eager, why is he suddenly unwilling now?

Holding his little bone-thin hand, Chen Zhi coaxed Chen Qiran again: "Hey, you have suffered here, Dad will take you back now, and go home to play with your brother, okay?"

Chen Qiran still shook his head.

Chen Zhi didn't understand why the child was so awkward, he had no choice but to pick him up, planning to take him back directly like this.

But Chen Qiran suddenly struggled restlessly, Chen Zhi had no choice but to let him down, or not to let him go.I can only let him struggle in my arms like this, pat him on the back gently, and say softly: "Xiao Ran, my father will take you home and never send you here again. Be good , don't be angry with Dad."

Hearing what he said, Chen Qiran forgot to struggle for a while, and after realizing what he meant, he suddenly "Wow!" burst into tears.

Chen Zhi thought his words reminded Chen Qiran of the grievances he had suffered in the past two years, so he quickly patted him on the back, trying his best to comfort the injured boy.

Chen Qiran was carried into the car crying and kept crying even after sitting in the back seat.It wasn't until I saw the Chen family's house that I finally stopped.

After Chen Zhi brought him to the living room, a servant came to take Chen Qiran to take a bath.

At this time, Chen Qiran was already tired from crying, and was led away in a daze. After remembering that he had already returned home, he looked at every corner he was once very familiar with with nostalgia.

When Chen Qiran stood in front of his original parents after changing clothes, he still couldn't believe it was true.

In the past two years, he has always had similar dreams. He dreamed that his father and mother came to pick him up and went home. He dreamed that he would no longer be hungry or cold.He also dreamed that he was gently embraced by his mother, and she read fairy tales to himself before going to bed as always...

However, every time I wake up, I either sleep on the floor or my eyes are dizzy from hunger. Every time I wake up, I feel extremely painful.

The gap between the beautiful dream and the bad reality is too great, so big that Chen Qiran, who is only five years old, cannot see any hope for the future.

He didn't know what happened, he didn't know why he was sent away, and he didn't know why that aunt was so cruel to him.

Now, is he in a dream or in reality?Chen Qiran was at a loss.

Chen Zhi glanced at his wife Luo Shan. Luo Shan could no longer control her emotions at this moment. She already had the urge to cry from the first moment she saw Chen Qiran—her own such a beautiful son, why? Turned into such a poor look of malnutrition?

I don't know what happened to Chen Qiran in the past two years, or if that woman abused him, but Luo Shan stepped forward and hugged Chen Qiran in her arms distressedly, crying, "Of course! Mom is sorry. I won't see you off either. We'll never part again..."