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On the way back to Ruyi District, the setting sun has not completely sunk below the horizon.

Su Xing's shadow was stretched very long. He remembered that night, he and He Chi walked side by side on the dam. He Chi's shadow was half a head taller than him. Occasionally they touched shoulders and rubbed hands, and the two shadows Just leaning together, into a snuggle shape.

Passing by the wholesale shop he frequented, he weighed a bag of mints. In the shop, there was a pair of little boys who seemed to be only six or seven years old, each holding a lollipop in his mouth, with their hands interlocked. Said: "Your car was taken away by Wang Dabao, why didn't you tell me, you can't do this again in the future, otherwise I won't play with you."

Another little boy sipped the candy, squinted his eyes, and nodded: "I will definitely tell you in the future, because I like you the most, and I will tell you everything."

The overalls raised her face and said, "Then I will continue to have the best relationship with you!"

The two held hands and walked away bouncing.

He peeled off a piece of candy and put it in his mouth. The cold feeling filled his mouth instantly. He took a breath, and the air was full of fresh taste.

He bit the candy into pieces and smiled.

Even children understand the truth, but he still can't figure it out.

What He Chi said was right, he was really a goose.

Passing the alley around the corner, several people were leaning against the wall, holding a piece of tinfoil with a puddle of white powder in their hands.

Addicts are not uncommon in this area, and these people will not take the initiative to cause trouble. Su Xing held his breath and quickened his pace. When passing by this group of people, he glanced at it and suddenly found a familiar face inside.

It was the Omega boy he rescued in the same alley the night before school started.

More than two months have passed, and he is still very thin, with long hair that almost covers his eyes, his cheekbones are deeply sunken, his skin is abnormally pale, only the eye circles are black, and there are spots on his cheeks. Several festering red spots.

He also saw Su Xing, a panic flashed in his eyes, the hand holding the tin foil shook, and the powder inside shook, and he quickly took the other hand to prevent the powder from spilling out.

The man next to him stretched out the lit lighter, and he quickly put the tin foil on the fire to roast it, his movements were impatient and cautious.Then, he took out a straw, stuffed one end into his nostril, and faced the rising smoke, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

A tear came out of the corner of his eye, Su Xing had seen his tears, that night he was pulling his trousers, his clean eyes were full of struggle and unwillingness, begging Su Xing to save him.

Today's tears are probably different from those of two months ago.

Those who tried to climb out of the quagmire were eaten by monsters in the quagmire.

Su Xing didn't have much emotion, he had seen too many people like this.He walked past expressionlessly, and a long sigh came from behind, like a moan after being satisfied, or a cry in despair.

When walking out of the alley, the setting sun disappeared behind the mountains, and the darkness swallowed up the alley and the people inside.

When he got home, he didn't have a key with him, so he had to try his luck to see if Su Hong was at home.He turned the handle and found that the door was not locked. Before he pulled the handle completely, a man's voice and a woman's low cry came from the door.

Su Xing was taken aback, and couldn't help but clenched the handle tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulged one by one.

He suppressed the anger rolling in his chest, took a few short breaths, sneered, let go, and wanted to find a place to stay for a while.

As soon as he turned around, he realized that something was wrong.

Su Hong screamed, this voice, it sounds like...

He kicked open the door and rushed into the room to see that Su Hong was pinned on the sofa by a man who strangled his neck. Several RMB was thrown on the ground. The man swung his arms round and slapped Su Hong on the face: Fuck you stinky bitch, you don't want to give me face, do you? I'll fuck you bitch to death!"

In an instant, Su Xing only felt a fire burning to the top of his head, and his reason was completely wiped out. With red eyes, he rushed up in two steps, grabbed the man's collar, and punched him heavily in the face: "I fucked your mother!"

The man was caught off guard by this punch, staring at his eyes all of a sudden, Su Xing panted heavily, like an enraged beast, dragged the man from the sofa to the ground, knelt on his chest, mercilessly Fist punched him in the face.

The man reacted, and quickly covered his face with his arm. Su Xing was full of anger, and with a smile, he touched the ashtray on the coffee table with his backhand, and raised his hand to smash it on his head.

"Su Xing——!"

Su Hong suddenly let out a sharp cry, Su Xing was startled, turned his head and saw Su Hong leaning on the sofa seat covered in blood, as if a basin of ice water was pouring from head to toe, he let go of the man, ran to Beside Su Hong, holding her face tremblingly: "How are you? Are you okay?"

Su Hong wiped her face with her hand, then shook her head in shock.

Su Xing brushed her hair aside and looked, but there was a small cut on her forehead, so it shouldn't be a big deal.

The man took the opportunity to get up, stumbled and ran away.

Su Xing went to the toilet and twisted the towel, and when he came out, he found Su Hong kneeling on the ground, picking up the money one by one.

He stopped and looked at Su Hong's arched back, her shoulder blades protruded deeply, and her shoulders were as thin as a piece of paper that could be blown away by the wind.

"Can I not?" Su Xing said.

Su Hong raised her head when she heard the sound, half of her cheeks were red and swollen, and there were still traces of dried blood on her face.

She recovered from the abuse just now and resumed her usual meanness.

"What? Do you think it's dirty?" She shook the few RMB notes and said, "How did you survive the past few years without them?"

Su Xing tried to communicate with her calmly. He walked over and squatted beside her, holding her shoulders, and said, "Mom, when I grow up, I can support you. I have arms and legs, and I can make money. Can take you out, can let you live a good life."

Su Hong froze for a moment, she looked up at her son, she hadn't heard Su Xing call her "Mom" for many years, and she hadn't looked at him as carefully as now for many years.

Su Xing has grown up, much taller than her, very handsome, and the hands holding her shoulders are firm and strong.

"Father is gone, you still have me." Su Xing looked into her eyes and said.

Hearing these words, Su Hong seemed to be stimulated, she trembled all over, and pushed Su Xing away heavily.

"You still have the face to mention him! You still have the face to mention him! If it wasn't for you, he wouldn't have died! I shouldn't have brought you back in the first place!"

Su Xing was pushed by her, and the back of his head hit the edge of the coffee table, making a dull sound.

After Su Hong finished venting hysterically, she saw Su Xing collapsed by the coffee table, with both hands on the ground, one foot bent, his forehead resting on his knees, and his whole body was filled with a cold and lonely aura.

She blinked in panic, opened her mouth but didn't know what to say, reached out to help Su Xing, but didn't know what to do.Her hands froze in the air, but she finally retracted them tremblingly, hurried back to her room, and closed the door with a "bang".

The weather forecast said that the first wave of cold air this year had already hit. Su Xing hadn't changed into a thick quilt yet. He lay on the bed with cold hands and feet, turned over and curled up, but still felt cold.

The image of this evening appeared in his mind. He Chi was sitting on the podium with his elbows on his knees. At that time there was still sunshine, and the dust in the air surrounded him. His handsome profile seemed to be shining.

Su Xing read He Chi's name twice in his mind.

Can't tell him, Su Xing grabbed the bed sheet, trying to absorb some warmth.

He thought, can't tell him.

Because where the light is brighter, the shadows are darker.