[Chapter 38: Xing Ci Extra.]
Xing Ci comes from a noble family, but his father is a complete lunatic.
He fell in love with his brother's wife, disregarded human ethics, forced his brother to death, forcibly married his brother's wife, and raped her during the marriage, causing her to give birth to him.
His mother hated his existence, but used him to provoke his father.
The father has a strong possessiveness over the mother, and this possessiveness even excludes him as a son.
The more his mother showed her love and affection for him, the more his father would go crazy and lock him up.
Every time my mother saw my father going crazy and looking miserable, she was very happy.
His childhood was spent in a small dark room and under constant beatings from his father.
Once upon a time, facing his mother's gentle caress and concern, Xing Ci thought that his mother loved him.
This thought continued until the day my mother could no longer bear my father and committed suicide by cutting her wrists.
He was very panicked the day his mother died.
His mother gently called him over and stroked his head lightly with her cold big hand.
But the next moment he grabbed his neck, his expression ferocious, his eyes full of hatred and disgust.
"You disgust me just as much as he does! Why were you born? Why!"
"A bastard like you doesn't deserve to be born, nor does he deserve to be loved!!"
The warm blood from his mother's wrist dyed his neck red. He stared blankly at his mother who seemed like a completely different person. His heart was invisibly torn in two at that moment.
He shed tears because of the pain, but his mother seemed to be burned by his tears and suddenly let go of his hand.
She stepped back frantically, picked up the fruit knife on the ground, and stabbed it into her heart.
That day, my father was not there for some reason.
On his return, he spent a day with his dead mother.
After his father came back, he looked at the scene in front of him in silence for a long time, and then threw the stupid boy out of the villa and set it on fire, burning down the villa, him and his mother.
The fire was very big that day. It devoured everything and took his heart with it.
Later, he was taken home by his uncle.
As for why it was my great uncle, it was because even my grandfather didn't want him.
It was also on that day that he met Ji Li.
My great uncle never married in his life, and Ji Li was his adopted son.
Xing Ci felt that his uncle was right to do so.
The Xing family is crazy at heart!
Rather than giving birth to such a bloodline, it is better to cut it off.
Yes, including him.
This is what he always thought before he met Nian Nian.
Until that day, when he fell into Nian Nian's warm arms due to hypoglycemia, he fell.
The dead heartbeat started beating again because of her, suppressing the darkness in his heart and losing control.
There was always a voice in my heart clamoring to lock her up and lock her up.
With this thought in mind, he hired someone to follow Nian Nian and secretly take her photos, or steal her clothes when he went to her house and bring them back, desecrating her like a pervert.
The deeper his love for Nian Nian, the more uncontrollable his suppressed evil thoughts became.
But every time he stretched out his hand, his mother's hideous appearance before her death flashed before his eyes.
At first it was his mother, then the face that frightened him gradually turned into Nian Nian.
He was so scared, he was really scared.
He was afraid that Nian Nian was afraid of him, and he was also afraid that Nian Nian would become like her mother.
He struggled alone in the darkness, trying to suppress the madness in his heart.
He wanted to become a normal person and be with his beloved Nian Nian forever.
And he did it.
It’s not that he has become a normal person, but that his Nian Nian tells him over and over again that she loves him.
Nian Nian is not afraid of him. No matter what he looks like, she pampers him and loves him.
Nian Nian, his Nian Nian filled his barren heart with flowers with her full love. His torn and tattered heart was pieced together by her gentle love.
At the age of eight, he was abandoned by everyone.
At the age of 28, he has a family that will never abandon him.
"Xiao Ci, what are you daydreaming about? Come on, Xiao Yao won't take a photo unless you come with him!"
Xing Ci came back to his senses and looked at his wife and son waiting for him in the sunshine not far away. The darkness in his eyes completely faded away.
He smiled brilliantly, crossed the darkness, and ran towards the light with his scarred childhood self.
“Here I come!”
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