Suddenly, as if sensing something, he raised his head with hope.

However, the moment he looked up, he met the face of a drunken man with a ferocious grin who had come close to the bed.

"ah--"

Zhang Qin let out a heart-wrenching scream, a scream that seemed to pierce the night sky and shatter all beautiful dreams.

The father bared his teeth, like a wild beast that had found its prey, and spat out the toothpick from his mouth with a cold snort.

"You little rascal, so this is where you are! I've been looking for you everywhere!"

He pulled off his belt and whipped it hard on the ground several times.

The belt snapped across the ground with a sharp crack, kicking up a thick cloud of yellow dust, causing Zhang Qin to cough involuntarily.

The man's harsh voice rang in my ears.

"If you come out yourself, I won't beat you. But if you don't come out, I'll beat you to death when I catch you!"

At that time, Zhang Qin was still young. Intimidated by the other party's terror, he slowly crawled out from under the bed, his small body huddled up, tears and snot bubbles hanging on his face.

His movements were very slow, but just as he reached the edge of the bed, he was suddenly and forcefully pulled out from under the bed and thrown hard onto the ground.

The belt lashed against his body with a dull thud, and the excruciating pain forced Zhang Qin to roll on the ground. Even so, each lash of the belt continued to strike him hard, growing heavier and heavier.

"Stop hitting me! I know I was wrong! Dad, I won't hide anymore! I know I was wrong, please forgive me, I'll earn money to buy you wine when I grow up!"

"Please, spare me!"

"..."

The child's shrill, heart-wrenching cries echoed continuously in the cramped room, layer upon layer, accompanied by the sound of the belt, creating an eerie symphony. Far from stopping the drunken man, it only excited him more!

Zhang Qin felt like he was going to die.

He desperately wanted to die!

Perhaps if I just die like this, then there will be no more pain. Whether I go to heaven or hell, no one will whip me like this again.

Zhang Qin's breath grew weaker and weaker, and he gradually lost hope of living.

His soul floated in mid-air, watching a tall, ragged man whipping a little boy who had already fainted with a belt.

"don't want!"

"Stop hitting!"

"Stop treating me like this! Get away! Get away!"

He kept desperately lunging through the air to stop the man, but countless times he could only pass through the man's body and could only watch helplessly as everything unfolded.

"ah--"

A powerless yet frantic roar erupted.

Zhang Qin clutched his head and screamed as he opened his eyes, only to find that he had transformed back into the adult Zhang Qin.

He was sitting in a moving car, with Ye Ningwan sitting next to him, scrutinizing him.