Every world is full of ghosts and monsters begging for hugs

The word "relatives" is a very unfamiliar thing to Li Gui. He doesn't remember the memories of his childhood when he was alive, but it doesn't have much impact if he forgets them. Just forget what you have forgotten. He has never had the idea or interest to explore it.

Therefore, the man in front of him was simply like mud.

The old man had lived for so many years, and had enjoyed so much wealth, he didn’t want to die yet, and he forced a self-righteous smile on his broken face. He was like a loving father, and said gently: "Anzi, I have been thinking about you all these years. You must not know that when I miss you, I can only pray that you will come to my dreams...but...but I can only see you once in a while..."

"You must be resenting me for not protecting you from your mother. It's all my fault, it's my fault..."

As the old man shed tears, the buried past emerged one by one.

Originally, they were no different from the most ordinary family of three of that era. The father earned money to support the family, and the mother stayed at home to take care of the children. Although they were not a wealthy family, the couple lived in harmony, the children were sensible and obedient, and they were able to eat well and dress warmly. This was their greatest happiness.

But it seemed as if God couldn't bear their happiness. Because their father worked away from home all year round, he inevitably had to attend dinner parties and social events. As he earned more and more money, their mother's mental condition gradually deteriorated.

Once her husband leaves home, she becomes nervous and always has wild thoughts, suspecting that he has another woman outside. Even though her husband, who only cares about his family, prepares gifts for her and the children every time he comes home, her suspicions grow deeper and deeper.

Later, it even evolved to the point where she would often call to ask about her husband's whereabouts whenever he was not at home. If he didn't answer the phone because of work, she would become extremely angry.

Her mental state became worse day by day. She had completely lost her mind and would not listen to anything her husband said to her. She just made the outrageous request that her husband should not leave her and should not go out to see other women. But if he did not go out, what would happen to their family's financial resources?

"I have to go out to work, stop being unreasonable!"

The husband, who could no longer bear it, shook off his wife's hand and walked out of the house.

The woman fell to the ground, tears streaming down her face.

The little child came over, held his mother's arm, and said, "Mom, don't be sad."

The woman looked at the child, suddenly hugged him and cried loudly, but she suddenly stood up excitedly and pushed the child to the ground. She lost control, her expression twisted, and she loudly accused her young son, "Why are you so useless! If you were smarter and more likable, your dad wouldn't want to run away every day!"

The boy hugged his bruised arm. He was too young to understand what went wrong between his parents, nor did he understand why his usually gentle mother would treat him so badly. He didn't dare say a word and could only hug himself and cry silently.

But when the paranoid mother saw his tears, the nameless fire in her heart became even stronger. She picked up the clothes hanger next to her, grabbed the tiny child, and swung him down with force.

"It was only after I came back from a business trip that I noticed so many scars on your body and realized what she had done to you..." Tears welled up in the old man's eyes as he washed some of the blood off his face. His complexion seemed to have softened a lot.

The old man regretted his decision, "If I had been more careful and had not left you to your mother, none of these painful things would have happened."

Li Gui squatted down, holding his chin with both hands, and blinked his clear eyes, as if he was fascinated by the story.

At first, the mother's outbursts consisted of beating her children, but as time went on and her husband lost patience with her, her outbursts became more and more inhumane.

Many times, after venting her anger and coming to her senses, she would find her child lying on the ground dying, so she would quickly pick up the child and rush to the hospital. As this happened more and more, it attracted the attention of other people. However, in the last century, many people had difficulty getting enough food, and they really didn't have extra time to care about other people's family affairs.

"That winter, I hurried home and saw you all wet, standing barefoot in the snow. Anzi, do you know how heartbroken and angry I was at that time?" The old man choked up, and it was unclear whether it was because of the pain of the wound or because he still had some conscience.

The woman who had become crazy vented her resentment towards her husband on a child. Seeing her husband angrily coming to her to settle the score, she would be particularly happy because at this time, her husband would forget about the woman outside and focus all his attention on her.

Every time her husband came home, she would be normal for a while, but when her husband went away for work, she would become crazy again. Her young children would get new scars before the old ones healed.

This mother often behaves in two different ways in front of her child. When she beats him, she acts like a madman, but after beating him, she feels regretful and cries sadly while holding her bruised child.

Everyone knew that this woman was crazy, and no one in the neighborhood wanted to get close to their house anymore.

On New Year's Eve, my husband called and said that there was a big business waiting to be dealt with and he could not go home for the New Year.

The woman made two plates of dumplings, fed a few dumplings to her child first, and then ate the rest herself. By the time outsiders smelled the stench and called the police, they had been dead for more than ten days.

"At that time, I had just completed the first big business in my life. I made a lot of money and bought a lot of things. I was anxious to go home to reunite with you, but what greeted me was... only the sad news of your and your mother's death." The old man recalled the past, tears streaming down his face. His wrinkled face was filled with the age left by the years, which was very moving.

The old man choked up and said, "I haven't married or had children in these years because I feel sorry for you, Anzi. You are my son. No matter what you look like, I will definitely recognize you!"

"You look exactly like the grown-up you I saw in my dream..."

"God must have taken pity on me, so today we can meet as father and son!"

The old man's cloudy eyes sparkled with eager light. He used his broken arm to support himself on the slippery floor and approached the clean white figure. "Anzi, let me hear you call me daddy again..."