After his mother died, his father focused all his attention on little Lu Xiao.
The demands on him were extremely harsh.
Even getting first place in the academic year isn’t enough.
Even if you are the best among your peers, it is not enough.
What my father wants is a qualified heir.
Like him, she hides her emotions, is cold-blooded and indifferent, and is a high-ranking superior who always maintains contempt for all the temptations of this world and maintains a consistent noble dignity.
So perfect that there is no flaw at all.
Lu Xiao met his father's expectations and became a living dead who had no joy, sadness, pain, entanglement, contradiction, and would never have any emotional fluctuations.
There is no love, and there is no hate.
The lights were dim, and Fu Yu playing the cello on the stage made Lu Xiao feel dazed.
It was as if everything around me had disappeared, including the music.
In the world, there are only him and Fu Yu.
In this dark, empty, and lonely space, Lu Xiao could throw off all shackles, revealing his filthy and terrifying true face, and control and confine with imprisonment...
Applause rang out beside him, bringing Lu Xiao back to reality.
His eyes were dark and unclear, and he turned and left when Fu Yu and the rest of the orchestra bowed.
Fu Yu looked at Lu Xiao's back.
Didn’t you say you would wait for her?
The phone in his pocket vibrated twice. Lu Xiao sent a WeChat message saying that he had to attend a seminar and would need to go abroad for a few days.
Without waiting for Fu Yu's reply, he transferred 1 million.
"This month's living expenses."
The tone was not at all human, and was as calm as a human customer service representative.
He was completely different from the person he was just now.
Fu Yu hesitated for a moment, and while tidying up the musical instruments, he asked Tong to retrieve Lu Xiao's childhood memories.
Because Lu Xiao's psychological defense is too strong, the system is unable to extract the memory scenes from his first-person perspective.
He can only fill in his childhood through the memories of people around him.
When he was a child, Lu Xiao was also a lively and cheerful boy, very much like his innocent and romantic mother.
He especially likes to feed stray cats, especially a stray leopard cat at the gate of the compound.
It has pure bloodline and is full of wildness. The little land owl has been feeding it for more than a year, but has not yet touched it.
One day after school, he went to feed the leopard cat in its territory as usual, but he only saw bloodstains in the cardboard box.
The air smells fishy.
His father came out from the corner, his face full of anger, and slapped him in the face.
"You've been distracted lately because of this beast, right?"
"How many times have I told you this! Playing with things will lead to wasting your time! You're really disappointing me."
Little Lu Xiao knelt on the ground and kept begging for mercy, saying that he was wrong, that he would never feed cats again, would not like any animals or anyone, and begged his father to spare the leopard cat.
His father sneered, grabbed his collar and threw him into the corner.
"Look~"
The leopard cat was still alive, and it was gnawing on a dead fish. Its whiskers were covered with blood.
The father held the back of little Lu Xiao's neck.
"See? This is how the world is. The strong prey on the weak, and only the strong survive. If you continue to pity it, you will become that fish in the future. Do you understand?"
Little Lu Xiao nodded numbly.
The ocelot stared at him in the dim light.
Suddenly, it seemed to realize something, let go of the dead fish, and slowly walked towards the little Lu Xiao.
Little Lu Xiao took a few steps back, his eyes full of fear.
Fu Yu clicked his tongue.
What a pervert he is. He lives a twisted and depressing life, and he wants his son to repeat the tragedy!
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