At midnight, the dream ends and the fate ends.
The young boy lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.
Looking at the huge room filled with darkness, he raised his hand to cover his heart.
Empty.
He raised his eyes and glanced to the left as if he sensed something.
Although it was still the same as before, I couldn't see anything or anyone.
but...
Pei Du knew clearly that Tan Baiwei was no longer there.
The dream just now was really Tan Baiwei saying goodbye to him.
In his mind, the past five or six years in the old community appeared uncontrollably before his eyes like a passing scene.
The way Tan Baiwei beat him...
Scolding his demeanor...
And the lingering, tearful apologies that echoed in his ears as he lost consciousness...
Scene after scene...
Bit by bit...
He didn't know what to comment on.
Lying on the bed with mixed feelings, he actually disliked this "profit-seeking" mother since he was a child.
but...
When she actually died in front of him... Pei Du was not so happy as to go crazy, nor was he so sad as to cry.
only...
When he pushed open the door and saw the blood-stained bed, his pupils dilated slightly in shock.
Walk in.
He calmly reached out and checked her pulse and breathing.
After confirming that the woman was really dead, he turned around, took a towel, and took Tan Baiwei's cold hand to wipe off the blood that had already solidified on her wrist bit by bit.
Then she took a white long dress from Tan Baiwei's closet and put it on her over her pajamas.
Looking at the woman quietly, the first words that came out of his mouth subconsciously were not "You are finally dead"
Nor did I cry and ask her "Why did you commit suicide?"
But: "We are all liberated."
so.
Pei Du thought...he probably didn't hate her...he could never even see through this mentally ill woman.
But he blamed her.
That's why when "Tan Baiwei" asked him whether he hated her or not.
Pei Du only said: "Then your mother must be very good to you."
"If my mother was so good to me..."
"I will do everything in my power, no matter the cost... to save her, just like you did."
Can...
His mother treats him badly.
Either this one or the one before.
Ever since he could remember, he had a large, horrific scar on his back.
The scar was hideous, stretching from the shoulder to the waist. The newly formed skin was uneven and bumpy like a centipede...
He always thought that the scar was caused by this woman when he was a child.
But on the way to pick him up.
Pei Yuzhi said that when he was just two years old, Tan Baiwei poured boiling water on him to force him to meet her...
He is eight years old this year. "Tan Baiwei" said she has been here for six years...
So, the one who scalded him with hot water when he was two years old should be his real biological mother, right?
Oh.
The young boy's tearful eyes shook, and he turned sideways as if it was a habit, subconsciously hugging his arms and curling up into a ball.
Get stuck in the quilt.
I thought helplessly and self-deprecatingly: He is truly a chosen punching bag.
It's really true that all the "good things" happen to him.
But why do they only bully him?
He didn't do anything heinous...
Oh my God, isn't this so unfair?
Thinking of this, the young boy choked with sour and bitterness in his heart, and the pain of his previous life finally burst out at this moment.
The piercing pain in his heart made it hard for him to breathe.
The suppressed sobs came one after another, and the boundless pain overwhelmed him completely...
No one loves him...
Everyone was pushing him forward regardless of what he was thinking.
Can...
Who remembers that this young man who lived a new life was only thirteen years old when he died in his previous life?
The door was gently pushed open...
Outside the house, a ray of orange light leaked in from the tiny gap in the corridor.
The confused and squinting little ball staggered in in the dark.
Half asleep and half awake, the little girl might have thought she was in her own home.
Therefore, he was very skilled and climbed onto the bed in a daze, controlling his short legs without even looking.
The restless little paws made Pei Du subconsciously tilt his head.
When I looked up, I saw a big face in front of me.
Lying beside him, the little ball had a nightmare in which he dreamed that his brother Pei Du was eaten by a monster and that the little ball was using his own fleshy claws to grope up and down and left and right.
As if to confirm whether he was missing any parts: "Two ears... a nose with only two holes... two eyeballs... eyebrows... eyebrows and a mouth..."
He mumbled nonsense in a trance: "Guo Guo is afraid of the big monster... Zhu Zhu protects Guo Guo... wow..."
Then one of them couldn't hold on any longer, and his big fat face suddenly stuck to Pei Du.
She frowned, as if this action made her uncomfortable.
Therefore...
The little guy turned over and fell off Pei Du, then the caterpillar came up and twisted around.
She twisted it into Pei Du's arms.
Half asleep, half awake, she seemed to still be dreaming that horrible dream. Tuanzi frowned and whispered over and over again...
"Guoguo, don't be afraid... Zhuzhu system... stupid donkey mushroom spirit turns into a doo..."
"Wow, so cute...and there's also the Mushroom King~"
The sleepy murmur was soft and gentle, without any intimidation, but it was like oxygen, giving Pei Du a chance to breathe.
The tears in the corners of his eyes still flowed uncontrollably down his cheeks, but Pei Du's aching heart gradually calmed down at this moment.
The clouds are visible and the sky is opening.
The little boy hugged the little girl beside him tightly with red eyes.
He was wrong.
He is not without...
Zhuzhuer and his brother are his reincarnation...
The greatest gift I have ever received...
If that's the case.
Pei Du also felt that he was not so unlucky anymore.
after all...
There are two people in this world who truly like him.
So, is he quite lucky?
The night is warm and fireflies are dancing...
A person's life is always accompanied by constant choices on the road of gaining or losing.
Continuous experience, continuous pain...
Either happy, sad, angry, worried, or afraid.
Either you sink into depravity or you start over and remain strong...
Just like Pei Lianxi and Tan Baiwei.
It is also bound to a system.
Some people can't bear it but still do it.
Some people would rather suffer themselves than hurt others in the slightest.
But can you say Tan Baiwei is vicious?
017 thinks that her kindness is just not pure enough.
She's not a good mother, but she might be a good daughter to her mother...
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