paranoia

Xiaofei was also brought back by Yang Jie. Although she has some mental problems, the little girl is very cute.

The little girl is very innocent, she doesn't have a defensive mind and doesn't know how to refuse. No matter who she is facing, she always smiles and calls her brothers and sisters sweetly.

As soon as he came to the courtyard, he liked to follow the taciturn Song Wanzhou. Everyone was afraid of being implicated by him and deliberately isolated him. Only Xiaofei ignored Yang Jie's dissuasion and insisted on sharing her hearty meals with her brother Eryang. .

For the old and new injuries on Song Wanzhou's body, she always waved anxiously, giving him a whir, letting his pain fly away.

Song Wanzhou took good care of Xiao Fei's beauty, and did not let any rumors fall into her ears, trying her best to keep Xiao Fei safe.

However, what ability can he, a seven-year-old child, stir up any waves in this dead pool of the orphanage?

When an important guest came to the orphanage, Yang Jie recommended Xiao Fei, who was so stupid that she couldn't resist, and who didn't show any intellectual defects at all, as a big gift to the director.

After Song Wanzhou, who was hiding outside the door, overheard the conversation between the two, he was terrified and hurried to find the ignorant Xiao Fei, planning to escape.

Xiao Fei is very obedient and listens to Song Wanzhou in everything.

So Song Wanzhou told her that the orphanage was full of bad people, and her first thought was to get her brother Eryang out of here quickly.

Song Wanzhou told him not to make any noise. After everyone fell asleep at night, he took Xiao Fei, who was covering her mouth tightly, and sneaked out while the security guard was dozing off.

However, they still couldn't avoid the 'mother' who was going to make rounds at night anyway. As soon as the two of them ran away, they were spotted immediately, and they led people to chase after them.

Song Wanzhou couldn't run far with the weak Xiaofei, so he had to hide the sensible girl in the trash can first, and told her not to make a sound, not to believe what Yang Jie and the others said, then picked up the doll on the ground, pretending to be Holding Xiaofei in his arms, he ran in another direction, trying to lure away those who were chasing them.

In the end, he was arrested and returned. Although he couldn't run away, thinking that Xiaofei could escape, Song Wanzhou recognized him.

So when the stick hits him, he is also happy. It is better for one person to endure suffering than two people to fall into hell.

However, when he was beaten to the brink of death, Yang Jie brought back the dirty Xiao Fei, walked around in front of him, and left the small black room holding Xiao Fei who kept calling Eryang brother.

That time Song Wanzhou was beaten so hard that he didn't even have the strength to groan before kicking him away, which was the end of it.

Early the next morning, Song Wanzhou was taken out of the small black room, tied up with ropes and thrown on the corridor. In front of him, Yang Jie sent Xiao Fei into the reception room.

Before the door closed, Xiaofei anxiously asked Song Wanzhou if he had been beaten.

No matter how Song Wanzhou begged for mercy outside the door, begging Yang Jie to let the young Xiao Fei go, he couldn't suppress the man's joyful voices and Xiao Fei's heart-piercing cries coming from inside.

Xiao Fei went in vigorously, but was carried out by other people when she came out.

After that day, no one saw Xiao Fei again. Yang Jie told the other "good boys" that Xiao Fei was adopted because of her good behavior and the guests liked her.

Everyone envied her, saying that although Xiaofei was stupid, she had a wonderful life.

Only Song Wanzhou, who was forced to clean up that day, knew that Xiaofei's life was not good.

The stick hit him, and he could only swallow all the pain in his stomach, because his life was not good.

Because he almost made important guests angry when he intervened with Xiao Fei, Song Wanzhou was beaten for a whole day in turn until he passed out completely.

After he woke up a little bit, he learned that he had been arranged for adoption.

At first, he was terrified, thinking of the faces of those uncles, he was terrified, so after being notified, he immediately had the idea of ​​running away.

Yang Jie had known for a long time that Song Wanzhou was not the owner of Ansheng. This time, he was arrested before he even ran out of the gate of the orphanage.

The next day, Song Kuanyu and his wife, who pulled him out of the darkness, appeared outside the window. It wasn't until that moment that he felt the warmth of the sunlight shining on his body.

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"Xiao Jing, sometimes I really miss my biological parents and grandma. They left too early, and I'm really lonely by myself."

"The one who should say I'm sorry should be Han Junjing. He treats me like a younger brother, and has been waiting for me all these years, but I have obviously returned to Hangzhou, but I still don't want to see him because I dare not face the past. "

"There are many people who helped our family before, but I don't remember any of them, let alone thank them in person."

"Wang He is my only family member. He treats me badly, I know, but I just can't hate him. He hates my father very much, but loves my mother very much. I once saw him treat my mother in his studio. The portrait I drew with my grandma is very beautiful, I have never seen it before, probably he painted the appearance of my mother and the others when they were young. I really envy him who remembers everything, but I don’t even have a picture.”

"During those days in the orphanage, I really don't know how to describe it in words. The people inside were extremely rotten. They were obviously bad people, but the children didn't think there was anything wrong at all, and even tried their best to please them. Just for the next meal to be better."

"Thinking about it, they are all right. They are all trying to survive. Where is the need to distinguish between noble and depraved?"

"It is covered with putrid-smelling quilts every day, and a big bunk is full of children, and there is no distinction between men and women. The orphanage has to be renovated every year. It is said that it is a renovation, but in fact it is just to paint the yellowed walls with inferior white paint. One more time. I didn’t notice it because I was doing things outside during the day, and I couldn’t sleep when I lay in bed and smelled that smell at night.”

"I don't know how to describe that smell to you. Recently, it seems like I have hallucinations. I always feel that I smell that smell again."

"Xiao Jing, do you think there is something wrong with my nose?"

Song Jing hugged Song Wanzhou from behind who was suffering from memories, his warm neck was close to his icy cold, and his waist was continuously tightened, proving with his actions that he was by Song Wanzhou's side, that he was no longer a people.

Song Wanzhou, who was in tears, felt the itch from his neck, pulled the corner of his mouth lightly, and said in a choked voice, "Xiaojing, do you know why Xiaofei was taken back?"

"She is really disobedient. I asked her to keep quiet, but when Yang Jie and the others called my name, that silly child immediately called brother."

"That year Xiao Fei was not yet five years old."

"Don't say it, don't say it..." Song Jing buried his face on Song Wanzhou's slightly trembling body, and kept shaking his head, "Brother...don't say it."

Song Wanzhou hadn't heard the word "brother" from Song Jing's mouth for a long time. Song Wanzhou put his hand on Song Jing's head, stroked it gently, and said softly: "I've had a lot of nightmares recently, and I can't sleep every night. I can't remember the happy moments, but all I can remember are those days in Beijing. Xiao Jing, if I hadn't met my parents, I might..."

Song Jing covered Song Wanzhou's mouth to prevent him from continuing, his eyes were shining brightly, his brows were furrowed tightly, and he said, "Impossible!"

Song Wanzhou said with a smile: "Xiao Jing, thank you very much for giving me a home. My brother failed very well. He didn't take good care of your emotions. He hurt you before. You are in adolescence, and I don't know how to comfort you. you."

"Brother won't hide it from you anymore. About the sleeping pill..."

Song Jing wiped Song Wanzhou's teardrop eyelashes, and his voice softened involuntarily: "Song...Brother, I know, you don't need to say it."

Song Wanzhou's crying eyes were shining brightly, his brows and eyes were bent again, and his eyes fell on Song Jing who was drooping. He opened his hands and said softly, "Can I hug you, brother?"

Some anticipation, but also some nervousness.

Song Jing was stunned for a moment, then stood up, leaned over and hugged Song Wanzhou, his voice was always low: "Brother, you will never be alone."

Song Wanzhou had completely made up his mind to Song Jing tonight. Although Song Jing hadn't explained what his recent behavior was, Song Wanzhou still contentedly called his brother and asked him to call him brother again.

The two stayed together for a long time, and when Song Wanzhou suddenly realized that they had to go to school early in the morning, he let go of Song Jing's arms and made a gesture to get up and go back to the room.

Song Jing was unwilling to let go, and it was rare to let go of his attitude, imitating his previous coquettish appearance: "Brother, stay tonight."

"What's wrong..."

Before Song Wanzhou refused, Song Jing pouted, as if he had been wronged: "I used to say that I would sleep with my brother, but my brother would never refuse me. My brother just wanted my hug, so don't want it now." Yet?"

Song Jing leaned on his shoulder and couldn't see his expression. Song Wanzhou only thought that he heard that he was going to have a nightmare and deliberately comforted himself, so he agreed after a little hesitation.

As usual, Song Jing slept on the side next to the wall, while Song Wanzhou slept on the outside.

Song Jing turned over and hugged Song Wanzhou who was about to close his eyes: "Brother, go to sleep, you won't have nightmares anymore."

Although when Song Jing was a child, he wanted to cuddle him to sleep, but now that he has grown up, especially the more powerful Song Jing made Song Wanzhou feel a little strange, but he still didn't say anything, smiled and said "good night", and then closed the door. Turning on the bedside lamp, brewing drowsiness.

It's really strange to say that in Song Jing's arms, smelling the same fragrance of shower gel on his body as his own, his head no longer hurts, and drowsiness gradually hits him, and he really fell asleep in just a moment.

After the person in his arms stopped moving, Song Jing opened his eyes, stared closely at Song Wanzhou who was sleeping soundly on his chest, rubbed his soft eyebrows all the way to his slightly parted lips, and finally fell silent. After a while, she lowered her head and placed a light kiss on his eyelid.

"elder brother."

"I will only be with you in the future."

Song Jing has been following Song Wanzhou since he was a child, and he can be regarded as being brought up by Song Wanzhou. In his impression, Song Wanzhou always has a smile on his face, is decent and polite to anyone, and has never published Dissatisfaction, let alone lose your temper.

Everyone likes to praise him for being sensible and smart, but only Song Jing knows the alienation and indifference behind that smile.

Facing Song Jing, Song Wanzhou remembered his brother's identity anytime and anywhere, cared about him, took care of him, let him do everything, and was closer than his own brother.

But he always uses the appearance of an elder, only showing him his pretended strong back.

Today was the first time he saw Song Wanzhou forget all the labels on his body, naturally showing a vulnerable side.

To Song Jing, Song Wanzhou is like a budding rose in the yard. The thorns that were originally used to protect him have been shaved off bit by bit. He has long been used to his existence. fragrance.

The roses bloom in the yard of his own house. Except for him, no one can touch his roses, nor can he look at them.

But the rose will not bloom only for him.

Song Jing caressed Song Wanzhou's fair face, and wanted to pick him off when he was in full bloom, and make a specimen to preserve his eternal beauty so that he could only appreciate it by himself.

"Brother, you have to wait for me obediently."