Mr. Zhan, please stop being abusive, Miss Zhuang has been reborn.

In a room with a mess on the floor, a young man is sitting in a wheelchair. The hair on his forehead that has not been taken care of for a long time covers his eyes. Under the broken hair, he looks at the artist who is mixed with the glass shards on the ground with sadness. knife.

There seemed to be a voice in my mind, saying: "What are you still hesitating about? Once the knife is gone, there will be no pain! It only hurts a little bit. Your parents divorced and remarried. They all have their own children, and they don't want them anymore." is you."

"Go to death! If you die, you will be free!"

Since you don't love each other, why did you get married?

Why did you give birth to me?

You have your own families, what about me?

What am I?

Jiang Yushu's eyes became more and more fierce and determined. He supported the wheelchair with his hands and stood up. Without the support of his feet, he fell to the ground. The palms of his hands were cut by glass fragments, and blood flowed out, staining the wooden board red.

He stretched out his hand from the debris and picked up the utility knife. He pressed the push button and slowly slid it upward to reveal the sharp tip. He could be freed by just gently dropping the knife from his wrist.

When he put the utility knife on his wrist, at this moment, a date was thrown in from the window and happened to fall next to him.

One after another...

Each of these dates is larger than the other and very red.

Just like the blood staining the ground.

Jiang Yushu looked out the window in confusion. The dazzling light made him unable to open his eyes. The next second, a date hit his head.

Excruciating pain!

The date fell to the ground and rolled to a dark corner!

Jiang Yushu: "..."

Then the girl's calm and pleasant voice rang from outside, "These are my dates. Please eat them. Don't stay in the room all day, you will get sick. If you want to eat dates in the future, come to me. If you don't Excuse me, if you have any delicious food, throw it down to me and trade with me! By the way, my name is Zhuang Mingyue, and I will come to play with you every day from now on, okay!"

Maybe Zhuang Mingyue's voice was too loud, which alerted the nanny in the villa.

The people inside hurriedly came out, "Who is it? Who is talking in the yard?"

Zhuang Mingyue shrank her shoulders, timidly put away her feet on the wall, and hid them in the branches.

If possible, she hoped that she could change his future destiny...

Perhaps it was because Zhuang Mingyue felt the same way as him and knew what it felt like to be abandoned by everyone.

Helpless and desperate...

The girl's voice disappeared, and Jiang Yushu's narrowed eyes trembled.

She...will come to me every day?

Because of her words, Jiang Yushu felt a little strange in his heart, just like the fire that was originally keeping him warm was about to go out, but now it has rekindled a spark...

The nanny looked and saw that no one was there at all, so she felt strange and turned around to leave the yard.

There were also many mosquitoes on the trees, so Zhuang Mingyue picked two bags of dates and climbed down the ladder to go home.

Wu Ma had just come down from the third floor and was about to look for her, but she saw that Zhuang Mingyue was covered with pieces of wood branches. She stepped forward and patted her, "Where have you been? You are so dirty. Go back to the room quickly." Change your clothes and I'll wash them for you."

Zhuang Mingyue rolled her eyes and said calmly: "It's okay. Mother Wu, you can try the dates I picked. They are so sweet."

Wu Ma saw the dates in her hand and shook her head: "I picked a lot of these dates before, but I didn't see you eating them. Now it's better for you to pick them yourself... Did you climb up by yourself?"

Zhuang Mingyue nodded: "Yes! I climbed with a ladder!"

"The scar is really healed and the pain has been forgotten!" Wu's mother poked Zhuang Mingyue's forehead with her finger, and scolded softly, "You are not allowed to go there again. If you get hurt again, I will ask my husband to chop down the tree. .”

Zhuang Mingyue knew that Wu Ma was just a talker, but she didn't know how to do it.

"Mother Wu, I am no longer a child, I will pay attention."