Pa is always a crybaby

The box is very light, and there is a sound of metal hitting the carton when shaken.Zhang Chao opened the box cautiously, and inside was a metal USB flash drive.

He didn't know the intention of the sender, but he still found a computer that he didn't use very much and plugged in a USB flash drive.

There are many folders in the USB flash drive, and each folder is marked with the year and month. Zhang Chao clicked on one at random.

His heart trembled violently.

In the folder are dense photos, the composition is not beautiful, the quality is average, but these photos are all taken of the same person - Yi Han.

Yi Han in this folder has long hair and dark circles around his eyes. He looks dejected and depressed. He is wrapped in a black down jacket, and he looks particularly lost in the crowd.

Zhang Chao controlled his slightly trembling hands and clicked to open another folder.

Yi Han in the first folder is often surrounded by many people, and he always has a beautiful and bright smile on his face...

Yi Han in the second folder sat at the funeral with a blank expression on his face. Everything in the world seemed to have nothing to do with him. As the scroll wheel went down, Zhang Chao witnessed the scene of a sharp knife stabbing Yi Han's back...

Yi Han in the third folder came out of a basement with instant noodles in his hand and slippers on his feet. He was dry and thin...

Zhang Chao didn't know how many photos he looked at, until he closed the computer, he couldn't breathe, those photos seemed to be countless thorns, they were densely covered with vines, strangled his neck bit by bit and passed him the whole body.

He couldn't imagine how Yi Han spent such a suffocating life just looking at it.

For a while, Zhang Chao sat in the study for a long time, until his mood was stable enough, he slowly stood up, and he took two sheets to wipe off the moisture on his face.

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It was already very late when Zhang Chao returned to the room. There was a warm yellow reading lamp in the dark room. He walked to the bed as lightly as possible. He held the corner of the quilt, lifted the quilt carefully, and then Moved into bed little by little.

Yi Han slept with his back on his back, his washed hair curled up disobediently, and under the light of the lamp, it was fluffy and cute.

Such an angelic boy, how could God have the heart to let him suffer so much.

Zhang Chao looked at the back in a daze.

Yi Han moved his body and turned his head: "What's wrong?"

There was sleepiness in the boy's voice.

Only then did Zhang Chao realize that his hand landed on the scar on Yi Han's back unexpectedly.

He moved his hand to the boy's hair and rubbed the boy's furry head: "I want to hug you." His voice softened again: "Can I hug you to sleep tonight?"

Yi Han was a little confused, Zhang Chao's eyes were red, and there was a little grievance in his voice.

Is it because I have been too immersed in sadness these two days and neglected Zhang Chao?

Yi Han hummed lightly, turned around, and slipped into Zhang Chao's arms.

Zhang Chao's arms were very warm, and there was still the smell of shower gel on his body, which smelled very light and pleasant.

Yi Han pressed his forehead against his chest: "I'm sorry, I have ignored you these two days."

The boy's voice was muffled, but Zhang Chao's heart ached uncontrollably.

His Adam's apple rolled: "No, don't be sorry, brother, you did nothing wrong." He hugged Yi Han's wristband tighter: "Tomorrow, come home with me, okay?"

Yi Han: "Aren't you already at home?"

Zhang Chao: "I want to take you to meet grandma and mom and dad..."