The old attack of rebirth is a sick and tender monster

1.

From a young age, Qi Muhe knew that he was different from other children. He had never seen relatives other than his mother and father. Every time he went out, he was always surrounded by many people.

"Hey hey hey, it's that kid, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk look at his mother, I don't know what kind of thing he is in the future."

"Yeah, that's his mother! It's so immoral!"

There are always many plainly dressed aunts talking in the courtyard of the community, although mother always tells Qi Muhe that these people are just jealous of their family, so don't get too close to them.

But Qi Muhe still likes to run into the yard to observe the expressions of those adults.

Just like now, he turned his head and raised a bright and sunny smile at the group of women. There were two shallow dimples on his chubby cheeks, like a little sheep.

"What are you talking about? It's very hot now, so go home early."

The child looked pink and tender, and his whole body was soft. The afternoon sun penetrated through the dense leaves, and there were mottled rays of light on the child's body. In a trance, it seemed as if he had just come down from the sky.

Probably no woman would have vicious words to describe his mother in front of a cute and well-behaved child.

Their expressions suddenly became a little awkward, and they abruptly changed the topic, "It's Qiqi, are you coming down to help mom do some shopping?"

"Oh, Qiqi is really sensible, if only my child was like you." She said and stretched out her hand to touch the child's slippery face.

The child narrowed his big dark eyes slightly, took a step back without leaving a trace, just avoided her outstretched hand, and then jumped up and down on the spot as if lively, "Then I will help mother first, bye, aunts." .”

As soon as he turned around, the smile disappeared, and he was expressionless like a humanoid robot. After walking a few steps, he heard faint sighs coming from behind him.

"He's a good boy, it's a pity his mother..."

"If only my children would be fine."

See, that's it.

At the beginning, he linked the child with his mother, but Qi Muhe just smiled innocently at them, and their tone changed, as if it was a wronged thing to put the child with his mother.

So five-year-old Qi Muhe knew that people would subconsciously lower their standards for "weak and cute little animals".

2.

Qi Muhe is a person who can easily immerse himself in his own world, and he can't feel the changes in the surrounding atmosphere at all. He only remembers that when he regained his composure, his father suddenly stopped coming home very often.

He went downstairs and looked at the young woman sitting on the sofa with her forehead resting on one hand.

"Mom, didn't Dad come home today?"

I don't know where this sentence offended the woman, she suddenly stepped on her high heels and walked over, and slapped Qi Muhe on the face.

It was the first time Qi Muhe was beaten by his elegant and beautiful mother, so he was a little dazed, but this emotion disappeared in just an instant.

But the woman squatted down and hugged Qi Muhe tightly with both arms. Looking at the fingerprints on his face, she screamed almost nervously, "I'm sorry, Qiqi, I just miss your father so much."

However, Qi Muhe, who was pressed by the woman in his arms, showed no expression, and there was no fluctuation in his heart.

What's the use of crying? It's your own fault.

There are two, the woman whose mental state gradually lost control started to do things to the child uncontrollably, and once directly took the child to the hospital.

After finishing the course, she squatted at the door of the operating room and cried, then stared at the door of the operating room with a strange expression on her face. She dialed Qi Muhe's father's phone number.

The voice of the man on the other end sounded a little impatient, "Didn't I say, don't come to me if you have nothing to do? What if someone finds out about our relationship?!"

The woman shook her lower lip, her voice was a little crying, and she said softly, "It's Qiqi, he's in the hospital."

"what?!"

For his only son, the man still cared a little bit, frowned on the other end of the phone and said, "How is Qi Qi doing now?"

The woman hurriedly said: "I haven't left the operating room yet." She began to cry softly as she spoke, "Come here quickly, I don't even know."

Sure enough, the man finished the meeting and rushed over.

Later, when Qi Muhe woke up from the ward, the man stayed by his side all the time, and even talked a few more words with the woman.

Because the woman was always watching her, so when the man asked him why he entered the operating room, Qi Muhe just shook his head, "I don't know."

"..."

After the man left, the woman suddenly realized that although she had no weight with the man, she still had a son.

Later, Qi Muhe began to get injured frequently, and even when he grew up, he frequently dreamed about that time.

The woman smiled and pierced a long needle into his finger, hugged him tenderly and said, "Baby, cry, don't you hurt, cry quickly, and ask your father to come and see you."

At first Qi Muhe couldn't cry, he would be pushed down the steps by the woman expressionlessly, and then he would be rushed to the hospital.

Later, in order to avoid suffering, he was used to his eyes turning red immediately when the other party made a move, and he cried so pitifully that he was pitiful and endearing.

Even the passable medical skills were taught by himself at that time. In fact, he had already begun to feel that life was boring.

Qi Muhe is very clear about his own advantages. In order to keep the man at home longer, he has learned how to cry so as not to make people irritated, but wants to see him cry longer.

Seven-year-old Qi Muhe knew that crying beautifully and weakly would make people feel soft and distressed, and even let down their vigilance.

3.

When he was about to enter junior high school, an elegant woman suddenly came to the door. She stood at the door and stared at Qi Muhe for a long time.

Qi Muhe could feel the malice emanating from her, but he still smiled and nodded from her, then knocked on the door.

"Who?" A woman asked softly from inside.

"It's me, Mom." Qi Muhe also responded gently, but he almost couldn't help himself to laugh out loud.

The woman relaxed her vigilance, but just after opening the door, the woman at the door rushed in, grabbed her long hair, and slapped her in the face.

"Heh, knowing that other people have wives and seducing them, aren't you cheap?!"

Qi Muhe's mother was not easy to provoke, she slapped her back, and said with a sneer, "First, we are colleagues, and it was your husband who confessed to me first. I didn't know he already had a wife."

"Secondly, we are not in a nurturing relationship. Why talk about whether you are cheap or not. If you have to talk about cheap, it should be you."

She stroked her long hair behind her ears, and laughed softly, "Looking at you, you didn't dare to ask him at all, why, as soon as you heard the news, you came directly to find me bad luck? Ouch , how pitiful."

She sighed, as if she was really sighed by a woman.

The woman's face changed again and again, and there was another child watching beside her, so she stomped her feet angrily and left angrily.

The door slammed shut with a bang.

Qi Muhe's mother breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at Qi Muhe, and asked coldly, "You did it on purpose."

"What intentional?" Qi Muhe tilted his head innocently and blankly, "Mom, I didn't expect her to rush in."

The woman stared at the child for a long time, then suddenly said, "You did it on purpose."

If Qi Muhe hadn't been outside, she would never have let down her vigilance and opened the door so casually.

Sure enough...it's really an unfamiliar thing.

"What on purpose?" Qi Muhe tilted his head innocently and blankly, and said softly, "Mom, I didn't expect her to hit you."

Mentioning this made the woman feel even more irritated. She pointed to Qi Muhe's room with a cold expression on her face, "Go back, I don't want to see you."

"Good mother, pay attention to rest, or you will leave marks on your face." Qi Muhe smiled, turned his eyebrows, turned and went up the stairs, and when the other party couldn't see him, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

Gee, lost.

4.

The first change in Qi Muhe's life was when he was 14 years old. Because of the severe mental illness diagnosed, his mother was completely rejected by men.

At night, Qi Muhe was woken up by the smoke. He watched the woman wearing a thin dress sitting in front of the vanity mirror to make up. The sparks splashed from the brazier next to her had already lit the curtains, but her face was still glowing. With a faint smile.

Qi Muhe walked up to her calmly and asked her, "Are you ready to die?"

The woman nodded, and looked lightly at the two similar faces in the mirror, "Why, don't you want to be with me?"

"Yes." Qi Muhe said coldly, "I'm still very young, it's impossible for me to give up my life because of your mistake."

After speaking, he was about to open the door of the room, but the outside was already locked by the woman.

"There is a small ax under the bed." The woman suddenly said, it was originally intended to be used by her to send him on the road when the man came.

She stroked her face, and there was a sudden warning in her tone: "Qiqi, since you came out of my stomach, I have to tell you that you can't fall in love with someone."

Because... they are actually very similar.

"I won't go as far as you." After he finished speaking with a blank face, he opened the door and walked out. The house behind him billowed with thick smoke.

Qi Muhe knew that after today, there would no longer be such a house.

His home is gone.

5.

The second change in Qi Muhe's life was when he was 25 years old.

At that time, he was standing on the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the mercenary group delivering things here.

The sunlight that day was a bit dazzling, Qi Muhe blinked, just in time to see a man raised his head, met his gaze, and there were golden spots of light jumping on the man's body.

Qi Muhe's heart suddenly missed a beat.

"Who is that man?" He asked the assistant beside him.

"Dean, that one is called Xingchao."

"It's... the stars..."