paranoia

After arriving in Beijing, Wang He didn't bring him home. He lived with his girlfriend, and his aunt didn't like children, so Song Wanzhou lived in Wang He's studio.

The studio is very small, piled up with various colorful oil paintings and mannequins. There is no bed or sofa, only the sleeping bag that Wang He usually uses when rushing to work in the studio.

Song Wanzhou was very afraid of this uncle who was somewhat similar to his mother, because Wang He never smiled at him like his mother, nor would he call him "Yangyang" affectionately, and always had a smile on his face. With an impatient expression, he called him "Yan Fei's son" one by one.

Wang He hated Song Wanzhou very much, and even more hated Song Wanzhou's father, Yan Fei.

He was equally sad about the death of his mother and grandma, but for Yan Fei's death, he would just sneer and say he deserved it.Wang He often said in front of Song Wanzhou that his mother shouldn't have married his father. If it wasn't for his father, he wouldn't have been wandering in Beijing for so many years without even returning home.

From Wang He's friend who came to the studio, he learned that Wang He is a painter, but he is not famous, and he is rather depressed.

This was all he overheard. As long as people came to the studio, he had to hide, and Wang He wouldn't let him see people.

Song Wanzhou's parents' inheritance was inherited by his grandmother and himself. After his grandmother passed away, all the inheritance belonged to him, so Wang He was willing to take him away.

If it wasn't for his lack of money, he wouldn't have paid any attention to his oil bottle.

Except for the real estate invested in the foundation, Wang He cashed out all the working capital and poured it into his art exhibition.

Wang He, who has money, is sought after by many people. Although the paintings are not going well and no one buys his paintings, he makes a lot of mistakes. No matter who he is, he is willing to spend money, so the more and more "friends" around him I come more and more, and I come to the studio more and more frequently.

Song Wanzhou had no choice but to hide in the small room and eat the leftover takeaway after they left.

No amount of money can support his tossing, the scale of the exhibition is getting smaller and smaller, and the friends who were flattering to him have also dispersed.Holding a bunch of unappreciated paintings, Wang He was intoxicated in the world of alcohol.

Song Wanzhou's little aunt, who hadn't met yet, finally disliked Wang He's uselessness, took away his remaining money without saying a word, left a note of breaking up, and ran away.

Wang He was not reconciled, so he sold the real estate and insisted on holding another art exhibition, which was a big success, but it still ended in failure.

He piled up more and more wine bottles in the studio, and his temper became more and more serious. Wang He blamed all this on the ignorant Song Wanzhou, and began to call him a broom star. Dead grandma, now she wants to destroy him.

Song Wanzhou learned to read his face from his uncle's constant insults, and knew that his uncle didn't like him, or even hated him, so he always tried his best to be as obedient as possible, even if he didn't have enough food and clothing, he would never say it out, for fear of If he made his uncle unhappy, he would not want him.

If even his uncle didn't want him, then he would have no home.

Wang He didn't go home or go to the studio, Song Wanzhou saw him less and less often, he had no money, and there was nothing to fill his stomach in the studio.Due to not eating for a long time, his body became weaker and weaker, and he even had hallucinations. He slept longer than he was awake. In his dream, he was happy. His parents and grandma, who had passed away, and Xiao Han, who was still waiting for him in Hangzhou His brothers are by his side.

When Wang He came to the studio again, he actually proposed to take him out.

The studio is downstairs and relatively dark. Wang He never gave him the key, and never let him out, so he didn't even see sunlight during that time.

Song Wanzhou still remembered that it was 5.16, and Beijing was extremely hot. Even though it was not yet summer, the temperature soared to more than 30 degrees. There were not many pedestrians on the street, and everyone preferred to stay indoors. Only he was very happy because he could go out.After seeing the glare of the sun outside, he cheered twice and then found a slightly thinner clothes to change into.

This time Wang He didn't drive, didn't take him on the bus, and didn't even tell him the destination, and let Song Wanzhou follow him without saying a word.The two walked for a long time, until Song Wanzhou's legs were weak and his mouth was dry, and finally stopped.

Wang He glanced at him and told him to wait here while he went to buy water for Song Wanzhou.

Song Wanzhou thought that his uncle finally didn't hate him anymore, so he kindly asked his uncle to drink his fill before coming back.

It was noon, and the sun was the hottest. The place where Song Wanzhou was standing was not shaded, and his tender skin was red and painful, but he still stood upright, looking back and forth at his uncle who had been away for a long time and hadn't come back.

The shaded place was a little far away from where he was standing, and he dared not go there.If he wandered around, his uncle would get angry and scold him if he couldn't find him when he came back.

However, he waited from the sunshine until the sun set and night fell, and the old street lamps on both sides of the road illuminated the dark street.Although the temperature was very high in the daytime, it dropped suddenly at night. Song Wanzhou, who deliberately changed into thin clothes, stood there shivering with cold, and his uncle who went to buy water hadn't come to pick him up yet.

On the street where Song Wanzhou was, there were no shops around, and there were no passers-by on the road. He was afraid of the dark, and even more afraid of being alone.The old street lamp suddenly failed, flashed for a while and then went out completely. He began to panic and called out Wang He's name, his uncle, and told him to come back quickly.

"Uncle! I was wrong! . . . "

"Please, come back!"

"Yangyang will be very obedient in the future."

Although Song Wanzhou didn't know what he did wrong and angered his uncle, which caused him to not come back for so long, but he thought that Wang He's non-appearance must be punishing him for his ignorance, so he knew that he would come back sooner. If you admit your mistake, the other party will definitely come back to pick him up.

His shouting failed to bring back his uncle, not even a passer-by who could help him.When he became hoarse and squatted on the ground sobbing, an aunt came out from behind the iron fence and asked him with a smile if his name was Yan Mingyuan.

That was the first time he met Yang Jie, but it was the beginning of the biggest nightmare of his life.

Yang Jie was wearing a white dress that day, her hair was tied behind her head, and she was wearing an apron with the words 'Binhe Children's Welfare Institute' printed on it. Her mouth was painted very brightly with lipstick, and she stood by the road and called his name affectionately. .

Song Wanzhou didn't know her, and asked her how she knew her name.

She smiled, opened her mouth wide, revealing her yellowed teeth, walked closer to where Song Wanzhou was standing, took out a handful of candy from her apron pocket, and said softly, "Can't you find it?" Uncle?"

When Song Wanzhou heard his uncle's name from Yang Jie, he was also very surprised, and asked Yang Jie, who was still a strange aunt at the time: "Do you know my uncle?"

Yang Jie shook the candy again, luring Song Wanzhou, who hadn't eaten all day, to her.He was so greedy that he drooled, and finally picked up a candy and held it in the palm of his hand, waiting to eat it when he couldn't hold on anymore.

"Uncle asked you to go with me. He is busy recently and has no time to take care of you. He specially asked me to take care of you."

Song Wanzhou was dubious and unwilling to go with strangers, squatting on the spot and insisting on waiting for his uncle to pick him up.

Yang Jie, who really couldn't wait, put away the candy and pulled Song Wanzhou, as if to drag him directly into the iron fence.

Song Wanzhou didn't want to get up, and kept patting Yang Jie's hand holding his wrist, crying for his uncle.However, a child who is only a few years old is no match for an adult, not to mention that his long-term malnutrition made him thinner and weaker than his peers, and Yang Jie didn't use much force to knock out the struggling Song. Wanzhou was dragged into the 'Binhe Children's Welfare Institute' behind the iron fence.

Yang Jie first took him to the dining room and served him a sumptuous meal and hot soup.Song Wanzhou was very hungry and wanted to eat, but he still remembered to look for his uncle, so he sat on the stool without moving, just crying.

Yang Jie was also annoyed by him, and told him directly: "Your uncle didn't want you, so he sent you to us. Kid, do you know where we are? It is specially used to take in people of your generation. Beloved, abandoned children. We are here to save you, if I hadn't discovered you just now, you must have been captured by the bad guys."

Song Wanzhou didn't believe it, no matter how much his uncle didn't like him, he was his only nephew, how could he just abandon him like this.

He ran around crying, insisting that his uncle was hiding in a corner of the orphanage, and must be watching him to see if he was obedient.

In the end, it was Yang Jie who caught him and led him to search from room to room. Song Wanzhou didn't realize that his uncle, Wang He, was really in the room until he didn't see any familiar faces in the last room. Don't want him anymore.

Although he couldn't accept the fact that he was abandoned, he still ate the dinner that Yang Jie served him.

He ate a lot, thinking that he must be full so that he would have the strength to wait until his uncle came to pick him up.

Yang Jie was very kind to him at the beginning, let him call her Mama Yang, gave him food every day, and played with him, so that he could live in the orphanage with peace of mind.

Later he learned that every 'mother' who takes a child to the orphanage can get a sum of money. The healthier and better-looking the child is, the more money he gets, so Yang Jie treats him very well for this high-quality stock. He just smiled.

So when he first went to the orphanage, he really lived comfortably. Apart from wanting Wang He to pick him up, at least three meals a day were guaranteed, and he could take a bath, and some were bleached clean. Clothes can be joyful.Although the fabric was rough and made his back and chest red and itchy, he had no choice.Because the suit he wore to the orphanage was still too thin for this season, and it stinks after wearing it for a few days, so he can't wear it anymore.

Song Wanzhou secretly put away that suit. He liked it very much. It was the last suit his mother bought for him before she passed away. For Song Wanzhou, who grew up every day, it was already a bit small to wear. However, he was still reluctant to throw it away, until Yang Jie turned it out, cut it into pieces with scissors, and threw it into the trash can, leaving behind a piece of rotten fabric.

Song Wanzhou was very unhappy about the name change, but Yang Jie told him that every child must change their name in order to live well in the orphanage.Although he was unwilling, Yang Jie would not listen to his wishes at all, shouting and shouting, his name changed from 'Yan Mingyuan' to 'Eryang'.

Others in the orphanage are very young, and the oldest child is only eight years old.

After living for a period of time, Song Wanzhou got used to life in the orphanage, and he didn't have much hope for the possibility of Wang He coming to pick him up, thinking that it would be good if he could live like this for the rest of his life.

However, the darkness before dawn is not so easy to end.