His life was a joke.
The father was an alcoholic and a domestic violence man. On a rainy night, after another domestic violence incident, he was hacked to death by the mother who could not bear it anymore. The mother then committed suicide.
He became an orphan.
"Look, it's him. His father lost the bet and lost his mother."
"I heard his mother killed his father!"
"Stay away from him! This kid is a jinx. Anyone who gets close to him will be in trouble."
But Xiaonan doesn’t think it matters. An orphan is an orphan. Can life be any worse?
It turns out that life can be much worse.
Relatives thought he was unlucky and no one wanted him. He lived in a pigsty, competed with dogs for food, ate stale rice and drank rotten water, and was covered with bruises. He grew up in a daze and thought that this would be his life, but he didn't expect the end of the world to come.
He awakened his talent.
Moreover, it is terrifyingly powerful.
However, there is still a little bit of dissatisfaction.
If the person next to him has no ill will towards him, he will become the body of a child without any ability. On the contrary, if that person has ill will towards him, then his ability will become stronger and stronger along with that person's ill will.
When he first learned of this restriction, he laughed.
What's the difference between this and no limit?
He had never met anyone without ill intentions before the disaster, so how could he possibly meet one after it?
He actually encountered it.
After another encounter, when he felt his body tending to shrink, his first reaction was confusion, and he subconsciously turned around and ran away.
After his body felt the malice and stabilized again, the curiosity in his heart surged again.
He told himself.
He just took a look, and when he knew who it was, he didn't come any closer.
After convincing himself, he quietly approached and followed the person. He finally found that it was a little girl, not tall, wrapped tightly, who was picking up the broken boxes around her while walking.
He glanced at the boxes and curled his lips, stupid.
It's already this late, why are you picking up boxes instead of grabbing food?
Even though he thought so, he still followed the person and watched her pick up boxes for several hours.
And the next day, more boxes were placed in her path.
I'm not doing this for her, I just think that no one picks up these junk and they are an eyesore when walking by.
After finding a random reason to convince himself, the little boy followed the person and watched her pick up boxes for several hours.
For several days in a row.
After the man picked up all the boxes that appeared again, he put a backpack in the corner and turned away.
The boy watched the man walk away, so he sneaked over, picked up the backpack, opened it, and found a note inside.
"Thank you for the box, how about some wooden boxes if you can?"
The beautiful and majestic handwriting made him feel a little ashamed.
He moved his hands, and a rare sense of shame appeared in his heart.
He never went to school and his handwriting is very ugly.
His palms were slightly sweaty, and he subconsciously reached out to wipe them on his pants, carefully folded the note, put it in the pocket on his chest, and looked inside the bag.
Inside was a plastic bag with a few steamed buns in it.
Looking at the steamed buns, he felt sour and swollen in the heart.
What an idiot! At this time, you have food but you don’t know how to hide it yourself and you still give it to him?
Although he thought so, a smile still appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he carefully reached out to take out the steamed bun.
The steamed bun was already cold, but this was the first time someone gave him food, so he ate it very carefully. It took him an hour to finish the bun reluctantly.
After eating, he looked at the few steamed buns left in his arms.
He made a decision.
Being so stupid, he must have a hard life. He will protect this person from now on.
But friends should share and reciprocate. She gave him food, so he should give it back.
Thinking of this, he quickly found some food from his treasure house, including canned food, sausage, and instant noodles, all of which he was reluctant to eat. He wanted to give them to her friend!
Just like that, he unilaterally thought that he had friends.
Every day after that, happiness seemed stolen.
Although they had never met each other, every time the person picked up the box, he would secretly follow behind and help her deal with all the peeping Toms.
Even so, he felt very happy.
The accident came suddenly.
One day, he was dealing with two people in the back, and because of a slight negligence, his friend was intercepted by someone. He panicked and was slashed in a hurry. When he chased after them with blood all over his body, his friend had already dealt with the person who intercepted her.
He was proud and ashamed.
He was proud that his friend was also very strong, and ashamed that he could not help.
Before he could say anything, he saw his friend's back getting bigger and bigger in his eyes.
???
"Little boy, are you okay? Why are you covered in blood?"
He lowered his head and kept silent, as silent as a pouting gourd. The enemies around him disappeared and he became like a child again.
Would his friends think he was a monster?
Just as he was thinking, a pair of gentle hands came towards him, gently touched his head, and then sighed, "Little boy, you are covered in blood. I have gauze here. Can I help you deal with it?"
He was silent and said nothing. He wanted to run, but he couldn't bear to struggle.
Soon, the wound on his body was treated, and the man in front of him patted him on the back, "Little boy, where is your home? You can't come out alone at this time, do you want me to take you back?"
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