He came from the system to save childhood

The table was filled with delicious food, but everyone was hungry after the morning and didn't care about much else.

But there are still some table manners. Even though he eats quickly, he is still elegant. The natural temperament between his movements makes the little guy feel even more inferior.

Seeing the gap between himself and his family made him feel even more inferior. He Lie seemed to be the real young master of the He family.

Maybe what his adoptive mother said was right, he didn't deserve to eat at all, and he couldn't even be a good human being.

The sensitive and fragile heart was stimulated again and again, and the little cub was so stiff that he couldn't mobilize any nerves to move.

"What's wrong, Xiaoqi? Not to your liking?"

Mother He cast a worried look at the little cub, but the little cub didn't dare to look up.

He is timid and cowardly. He doesn't want to admit his inferiority or make his mother worry.

He shook his head slightly and picked up the serving chopsticks like He's mother. In his previous home, no one would carefully teach the kid how to use chopsticks.

Even if we could teach him common sense, they would just think he was just causing trouble.

So the little guy didn’t know how to use chopsticks at all. He could only learn to pick up the food clumsily. It was a plate of fried chicken fillets that children loved.

This is He Yan’s favorite dish. After all, he is a bit older and likes to eat junk food.

But this restaurant certainly doesn’t dare to use frozen semi-finished products; everything is freshly made.

The little boy picked up a piece of chicken fillet with trembling fingers, and couldn't help but brighten up his eyes. He picked it up! It won't be embarrassing...

But as the kid tried to pick up the food from his plate, the chopsticks lost their strength and the chicken fillet fell to the ground.

The little boy pinched the chopsticks helplessly, feeling so useless... He didn't fit in here. Not only did he lack an elegant temperament, he couldn't even do something as basic as using chopsticks.

He didn't even dare to look up at his new family members. They would definitely look at him strangely, right?

A piece of trash who can't even use chopsticks.

The little cub lowered his head lower and lower until a piece of golden fried chicken fillet fell on the white plate.

The gentle voice dispelled the darkness.

"Xiaoqi, do you want to eat this? Mommy will pick it up for you. If you want to eat anything else, just tell me. Today is the feast for you. You are the little star!"

Is he... the protagonist?

My stomach was screaming with disgust for the food, but my empty heart directed my arms to pick up the food and my mouth to chew it without hesitation.

The food that bursts out in the mouth is not delicious, but disgusting.

The scene of my adoptive mother forcing me to eat moldy food kept echoing in my mind, as if the food in my mouth had also become old and moldy.

_Those harsh words are still clear and sharp in my memory.

"You deserve to eat good food? You even dared to steal the meat I gave to your brother! You deserve to be moldy and rotten like this steamed bun!"

So disgusting... So sad...

As the food slid into his esophagus, the feeling of nausea grew stronger. He thought he could hold it back, at least not reveal his bad side before finishing his meal.

But the body didn't give the cub any chance. The feeling of resisting food reached its peak. The cub jumped off the seat in a panic and crawled to the door.

But the food they eat is too little. The little cub often barely eats a little bit of food every two days, and their stomach and intestines have long been damaged.

He ate little and couldn't vomit anything, but there was a sticky and nauseating feeling in his throat that made the little cub retch continuously.

The sound of the chair sliding on the ground was harsh and sharp, which was caused by He's mother and father's panic.

There was a gleam of schadenfreude in He Lie's eyes, and his confidence grew stronger.

He is just a useless guy who has never seen anything and can't even use chopsticks. However, he has learned a full set of etiquette and will not bring shame to the He family with any of his actions.

The only one who could be abandoned was this brat.

He Yan was completely confused. He couldn't imagine why someone would feel so sick after eating delicious food.

He even picked up a piece of chicken fillet to taste it uncertainly. Is there any strange smell? The ingredients are also fresh and a little hot.

Why is he vomiting so much?

Even from a distance, you could tell the kid was about to vomit out his internal organs.

The thin little body was shaking violently, and the uninjured fingers were tightly grasping the door frame, and the nails were bleeding from being split by the force.

His shoulder blades were trembling as if they would separate from the body at any time. It was clearly the original owner's depression, but Xiao Heqi felt that he was equally depressed and almost died.

His mind flashed again, and he seemed to have suffered from this disease before, or some kind of suppressed unwillingness came from the soul's urgent desire to break out.

Maybe it was his own unwillingness, not the original owner's. Xiao Heqi could no longer tell the difference because the emotions were too strong.

Why am I not happy? Why can't I always get the love of others? Why can't I do anything well? Is it only by dying that I can stay in the dream and feel the illusory happiness?

"Xiao...Xiaoqi?"

He's mother shouted hoarsely, but the little boy could hear nothing now. He had entered the abyss. There was silence all around him. Only he, who had collapsed alone, was retching continuously.

He seemed to be sinking until a warm hand suddenly pulled him into his arms.

The little boy suddenly came back to his senses. His throat was burning with pain from the effort he had been putting in. He couldn't make any sound, but his cold body felt as if he was in a hot spring.

He was pulled up again.

It is said that family will drag you out of suffering time and time again. Xiao Heqi had never experienced this before. In fact, he felt that he could let the original owner come back now.

His family is so warm and willing to pull him out again and again.

Little Heqi felt envious again. It was strange. Ever since the vague memories flashed through his mind from time to time, he became more and more envious of those who were loved.

Little He Qijin was as smart as a demon, and he vaguely understood something. Maybe his memory was not a good one. Maybe in his memory, he was a child who never received love.

Maybe his past was worse than the world he experienced?

[Are you afraid of regaining your memory? ]

Maoqiuqiu's voice came clearly into his ears. No, it was the "mysterious man".

"Why not? If it's a good memory, maybe I won't forget it."

Xiao Heqi did not deny that he was indeed a little scared and he wanted to hide.

[No matter what the memory is, it belongs to your countless lives, including memories in various small worlds, but you must remember that loving others comes before loving yourself, and it is reasonable no matter where it is used. ]

"Then why did you let me lose my memory?"

The mysterious man paused, then chuckled. He should have known that this was not an ordinary child. He might have discovered many details a long time ago.

[Forget those memories, start anew with a new goal, and then retrieve your old memories. You will find that many things are not so confusing or sad. ]

Isn’t being reborn a form of self-salvation?