Chapter 27 Li Chuan Extra

My name is Li Chuan.

My memories from childhood to adulthood are filled with endless amounts of scorn and insults. Others called me a bastard and a bastard, while my mother called me a beast and a disaster.

It was a dark day. I went home with my schoolbag as usual, and my mother was cooking in the kitchen.

I turned on the TV and switched to my favorite financial channel. The host was interviewing a man in a suit. He had a decent smile on his face and introduced himself politely.

"Hello everyone, my name is Li Zhiwei"

As soon as the man on the screen finished speaking, my mother ran out of the kitchen and pushed me aside.

I have never seen a mother like this. She knelt on the ground in a utterly ungraceful manner, with her whole face glued to the screen, staring at the man named Li Zhiwei with her red eyes.

I got up from the ground, a little scared, and called her softly

"Mom, Mom"

But she didn't pick me up and comfort me as usual. Instead, she grabbed my hair tightly, lifted me up and threw me towards the TV screen.

With a snap

The screen was broken and my forehead was also scratched. I felt blood flowing into my mouth, which tasted salty and fishy.

But I didn't cry out in pain, maybe because of our blood relationship. Looking at the tears on my mother's face, I felt her heart was torn apart.

My mother grabbed my throat and yelled in my ear like a madman

"Xiaochuan, look, that's your dad. He doesn't want us anymore... Hahaha, he doesn't want us anymore!"

Mom looks so strange and scary like this.

The feeling of suffocation forced me to pull her hand away. I wanted to run back to the room, but she kicked me to the ground.

"What? You want to leave me too? You beast! If it weren't for you, how could I have ugly tattoos? How could he dislike me?"

"It's all your fault! It's all your fault!"

Mom ran back to the kitchen and came out again a few seconds later.

In her hand was a hot spatula.

………

Mom went to sleep

I lay in bed, unable to sleep due to the pain. My body was covered with scars from the spatula. The slightest movement would affect my entire body.

I told myself to go to bed quickly, everything today was just a dream, and my gentle mother would be back tomorrow.

But no, from that day on, my mother beat me to death every day. The worst time, she scraped off a piece of my flesh with a knife.

I didn’t dare go home and hid at my teacher’s house for the whole night.

When I got home the next night, I found that my mother had drunk a lot of alcohol. She threw herself on me and apologized to me.

"Xiaochuan, I'm sorry, please forgive me. I can't control myself. I love you."

"Please don't leave your mother, okay? You are all I have."

My mother cried, so I agreed to her.

But my mother still didn't change. She still beat and scolded me. I didn't go to the teacher's house anymore. I couldn't leave my mother.

Later one day, I found that there were a lot of people gathered downstairs in the community, and several police cars caught my attention.

When the neighbor saw me, she came over with red eyes and covered my eyes.

"Don't look, Xiaochuan, don't look."

I guessed something and pushed her hand away.

Mom fell in a pool of blood, like a withered rose.

I quietly returned to the house. The TV was not turned off, and on the screen was the news that Li Zhiwei was getting married to another woman.

That day, I went from being an illegitimate child to an orphan.

………

One rainy day, I was soaked like a drowned rat.

I hadn't eaten for three days in a row, and my stomach was cramping and twitching, and I was rolling on the ground in pain.

After finally picking up a steamed bun in the trash can, he encountered a big black dog that was equally hungry. The saliva on its fangs mixed with rainwater, and there was a fierce light in its eyes.

For a moment, I didn't know whether it was coveting the bun or treating me as food.

Although life had no meaning, I couldn't accept dying at the hands of a beast, so I started fighting with it.

I knocked out a tooth of a big black dog, which enraged its bestiality. It opened its bloody mouth and bit my waist. I struggled to escape, and the moment it rushed towards me, I punched it in the eye.

The big black dog barked wildly, rolled on the ground in pain, and finally ran away with a limp.

I lay in the heavy rain, breathing deeply. The drifting rain made me clear my mind and I felt refreshed in my heart.

The rain was still falling, soaking my steamed buns. I quickly ate them in big mouthfuls.

Suddenly, a big umbrella appeared over my head, blocking the downpour.

I looked up, and at that moment, I saw the angel.

She asked me

"Will you come home with me?"

laugh

Are the human traffickers these days so beautiful?

I ignored the woman and wanted to run away after eating the steamed bun.

That woman actually grabbed me and held me in her arms. The dirty water on my body stained her white dress, but she didn't mind?

"Don't run, come home with me and I'll give you food."

She is so gentle and smells so good, she must not be a human trafficker.

And so, she and I went home.

………

She actually wanted to bathe me? Is she kidding? I'm a man after all, isn't she ashamed?

Or is she so casual with every man?

The inexplicable depression makes me feel ashamed and annoyed.

She said her name was Jiang Zhi, which was a nice name, but she only asked me to call her sister.

My sister has been very busy recently. Sometimes I hear the door opening in the living room when I am already asleep. Sometimes I am sitting alone in the room and the clock has already struck four when she finally comes back drunk. At this time, I will stand at the door waiting for her with a cup of sobering soup.

One day, I heard a car horn downstairs. My strong curiosity prompted me to sneak to the window. A black car stopped downstairs. My sister got out of the back seat, followed by a mature man dressed formally.

I was overwhelmed by huge panic and jealousy. I felt a strong pain in my hand. I looked down and saw that the cup of sobering soup was broken. The fragments pierced into the palm of my hand, and scarlet spots spread along my fingertips and bloomed into red plum blossoms on the ground.

My sister dressed up very beautifully today. Unlike her usual short-sleeved shirt and shorts at home with no makeup on, she wore a black tight skirt for the first time, and her whole body looked glowing white.

Is that man worthy of her dressing up like this?

My sister drank some wine and was drunk. As soon as she came home, she took off her high heels and collapsed on the sofa and fell asleep.

I ran to my sister's side and accidentally caught a glimpse of her exposed chest.

That night I saw my sister in my dream.

The next day, I was horrified by the marks on the sheets.

Will she think I'm disgusting and won't want me anymore?

I didn't dare let her find out, so I lied and said that the water was spilled. I washed the sheets by hand and dried them, but didn't dare use them again.

Since then, I have studied hard and worked hard. I want to buy a car and give my sister a happy life.

I want to marry her.

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