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"Niuniu, are your parents home?"

At this time, Niuniu, who was already defenseless, told me the truth: "My parents haven't come home from work yet. I forgot to bring my keys, so I can only wait for them at the door."

"So there's no one at your home." I raised my lips to smile, "Then come to my house and play. I have a lot of snacks at home, I'll give them to you, are you hungry? I also have a lot of toys, do you want to play with them? I'll let you play with them all."

"But……"

"Don't you want to play?"

"My parents told me not to go to other people's homes casually."

"We are neighbors. Isn't it normal for us to visit each other? My mom and your mom often chat together. My mom likes you very much and always says that you are very well-behaved."

"OK then."

These childish kids are so silly and cute. Just a few words can make them forget the previous unpleasantness and they keep calling me Brother Hao Ren.

Brother Hao Ren? Ha... But I don't want to be a good person!

My family lives on the seventh floor. The adults are not at home. I stand in the small living room and say to Niuniu with a smile: "Welcome to my home!"

I really acted like an enthusiastic older brother and took out some snacks for Niu Niu to eat.

Niuniu was very happy. While eating, she said, "I used to see you always had a gloomy face, and I thought you didn't like playing with us girls."

"How could that be?" I smiled darkly, "I actually like playing with girls the most. Have you eaten? If you eat my food, you have to play with me!"

I really wanted to have fun with her, but she didn't want to cooperate.

Not only was she unwilling, she also struggled violently, crying and shouting.

I got angry, so I pulled her to the window by her braids and pushed her out with all my strength.

"Shut up, shut up!" I yelled, "Shut up or I'll push you down and kill you!"

She was so frightened that she was shaking all over, and she didn't dare to scream anymore.

I was very satisfied: "Wouldn't it be better if it was like this earlier? Be good, I'll pull you up right now..."

I really wanted to pull her back, but...but she fell down...

I was a little scared and looked around at first. Fortunately, there was no one outside.

I breathed a sigh of relief, then threw her schoolbag down the stairs, trying my best to erase all traces of her presence in my house so that it had nothing to do with me.

That night, Niu Niu's parents looked everywhere for their child.

Her mother even knocked on my door and asked me if I had seen Niu Niu.

Without hesitation, I said, “I didn’t see it.”

Niu Niu's parents didn't find out where their child was, so they went to the neighboring house to look for her.

After a while, I heard loud crying coming from downstairs. Not long after, I heard the sound of an ambulance.

My mother also went downstairs to see.

After she came back, she looked unhappy. She described Niuniu to my dad: "She fell into the flower bed and her head was smashed. The little girl was so well-behaved. Every time she saw me, she called me auntie. So pitiful..."

What I didn’t expect was that the police found my house that same night.

They said that my shirt button was found in Niu Niu's hand, and the place where it fell was facing the direction of my window.

My mother was extremely surprised and asked me in disbelief: "What happened? Does it have anything to do with you? Tell me!"

I was completely panicked and stammered, "I just wanted to play with her, but I didn't expect her to resist so fiercely. Later, she kept yelling and I was afraid that the neighbors next door would hear her. So I threatened her and said, 'If you yell again, I will throw you off the stairs!' I was really just trying to scare her. I didn't mean to push her down. She was just careless..."

I was taken away by the police.

I thought I would be thrown into jail, and even imagined being shot.

But to my surprise, I was released very quickly.

I heard that it was because I was too young and there was no legal age for prosecution.

This really surprised me. It turns out there is such a loophole in the rules. Am I...

Before I could think about anything else, my father tied me up and beat me severely.

My mother didn't know how to stop her, so she would just cry.

She cried and said, "Niuniu is so pitiful and I am such a jerk." She also said that our family has sold the house to compensate for the loss.

I don’t understand. The police didn’t do anything to me, why should I pay compensation?

It was just an accident, an accident!

If you don't pay the money and sell the house, how can they force you? You are too stupid. You want to spend money to buy peace of mind, but you still use me as a punching bag!

When I said this, my dad beat me again.

After selling the house, my parents took me and moved far away.

They also changed my school, hoping that I could turn over a new leaf and start over.

As I got older, my father's belt could no longer control me. I started staying out all night and hanging out outside every day.

It wasn't until I turned 18 that I got into trouble again. This time, my age was no longer a shield for me, and I was locked up for five full years.

After I got out, I gradually realized that the world would not allow me to do whatever I wanted, and I could no longer break the law. I was really tired of the days of working on the sewing machine, and I absolutely could not go back in.

Later, I told my mother that I wanted to learn a skill and live a good life.

My mother cried again and said that I had finally grown up and that labor reform was indeed useful to me.

My dad is old too. He smoked one cigarette after another in silence and said to me, "Your mom and I will trust you one last time!"

Although I hated the control they had given me since I was a child, they were very generous to me. They used up all their savings to let me learn to be a chef, and later opened a restaurant for me.

In this way, my life gradually got back on track, and later I got married and had a son.

But my wife is such an ungrateful woman.

I gave her a city hukou and a stable life. I was her great benefactor. But just because I went to a massage parlor a few times and beat her a few times, she divorced me.

Humph, let’s get a divorce!

After the divorce, I can go to prostitutes and gamble whenever I want. How great is it to be free?

My son was only five years old when I divorced.

I knew she couldn't bear to leave the child, so I deliberately fought with her for custody, forcing her to leave the house with nothing in exchange for custody of the child.

Actually, I don’t want custody of the child at all.

My mother was so mad at me that she almost died, and my father has stopped talking to me ever since.

If there is no one to take care of my child, the child will become a burden. What is the point of me doing this?

Wouldn't it be good if someone could help me raise my child? After he grows up, he's still my son.

When the child was young, I rarely visited him and did not give him any living expenses - his mother would earn money to support him, so why should I spend money?

It was only since my child started middle school that I started to spend more time with him.

But that brat looked at me like an enemy and wouldn't take the money I gave him.

He also kept saying that he only had a mother and no father, and that he would never support me in the future.

Listen to how stupid this child is.

Can the relationship between father and son be severed at will?

Even if I treated him badly in the past, so what? As long as he is my son, he must take care of me until the end of my life!

This is the right granted to me by law!