He came from the system to save childhood

"Dad, do you love me?"

He's father fumbled to turn on the light. As soon as he turned it on, he heard the little boy's question and became annoyed instantly.

"What on earth are you thinking about when you don't want to study every day? Why would I give birth to you if I didn't love you?"

He's father's voice was very rough and urgent, like a perfunctory answer in a hurry, without any emotion. Normally, the kid would not ask again after getting the answer, but now...

The little boy squeezed the thumb camera tied around his neck. He had been thinking about the question for the whole afternoon and now he could ask it clearly.

He breathed a long sigh of relief.

"But if you love me, why do you hit me? Why do you force me to learn something I don't like? Why do you despise me for getting second place in the exam?"

Perhaps because I am about to leave, the answers to these questions are not as important as before, but it would be a pity to abandon them.

"I'm doing this for your own good, don't you understand? Don't say these useless things. If you don't want to be beaten, go and study hard. You will understand when you grow up."

The little boy has heard this sentence more than once, and each time he is treated with the same words. If it is for his own good, why doesn't he feel that he is getting better?

What else does he have to grow up to understand?

The little kid really didn't understand, but maybe he wouldn't understand even when he grows up. The little kid jumped off the sofa. There was nothing in this house that could tell that there was a child except the desk full of test papers.

"But you are different from other people's parents."

"Don't compare, okay?" He's father perfunctorily began to take off his clothes. He's mother also came back at this time. She was a little surprised to see that the kid was not doing his homework.

Before she could ask anything, the little boy's cold voice made her a little scared.

"Since dad told us not to compare ourselves with others, why do we compare my grades with others?"

The little boy's voice shouldn't be so flat. Mother He always felt that something in her heart was dissipating at a very fast speed.

Father He wanted to refute, but he was half a beat too late.

"Why do you always put me down, Mom and Dad? No matter how well I did in the exam, I never got any praise from you.

No matter what I do, it’s not enough. All my strengths are taken for granted, and the slightest weakness is a sin, but I always start apologizing without knowing what I did wrong. "

The little boy was clearly staring at and talking to his father and mother who were standing at the entrance, but his eyes were empty and unfocused.

The feeling of uneasiness made He's father a little irritable.

"What exactly do you want to say? You said before that you didn't complain. What nonsense are we talking about now?"

"I never resented Mom and Dad before, but now... I don't resent them either. I'm just disappointed, and I don't want you anymore."

The little boy's words didn't sound like what he would say at his age, but he was too precocious, and his words were full of determination.

Father He realized that the child in front of him was no longer under his control and his wings had become too strong, but he could just trim them down.

A filial son is born under the stick, this is the consistent idea of ​​He's father. However, he didn't know that the person who needs to hold the stick loves him as much as a mountain, and he holds back even though it hurts.

But Mr. He was just venting his own selfish desires. It turns out that some parents are born not to love their children.

The little boy did not allow himself to be beaten or scolded as he did in the past. This time he ran away and ran towards the door for his life. Even if his vision went dark, he would not look back.

He escaped from the home that had once trapped him. He's father was stunned for a moment, then picked up a broom and chased after him in a rage, while He's mother remained stunned.

My heart felt tight and painful.

Father He could no longer catch up with the kid because the kid had already run away during the time he was stunned.

The thin little body ran so fast that when he reached the downstairs, his vision was a little dark, his breathing was uneven, and his little body was shaky.

He seldom ran so fast because he was not feeling well, but now he felt very comfortable and relaxed.

The cheerful voice broke the silence of the night sky.

"Xiaoxia! Are you okay?"

The little cub raised his head and smiled. He was fine. This should be the most relaxing day for him since he came into the world and had memories. He was free from the home and parents that bound him.

The road ahead is still unclear, but the little guy is extremely motivated.

"I'm fine! Thank you Yuanyuan, thank you Auntie!"

It was the first time Cheng Shiyuan saw the little boy's cheerful smile. He couldn't help pinching the boy's soft face, and Cheng Shiyuan couldn't help but smile foolishly.

Children's emotions are so easily contagious.

He's father also chased after them, scolding them non-stop. Cheng's mother waved from the driver's seat, "Are you waiting to be beaten? Get in the car."

Cheng Shiyuan hurriedly dragged the kid into the car, and the car started slowly. The kid could only see He's father's angry look through the glass, but could not hear the scolding.

"Are you scared?"

Cheng's mother suddenly asked.

The little cub shook his head: "I'm not afraid. It seems that after I stopped loving my parents, I wasn't that sad about what they said or did."

Mother Cheng chuckled: "That's right, no matter what kind of feelings it is, if you don't care about it, you won't be sad. You don't have to worry too much. If you don't want to compete with Xiaoyuan for your parents, then Auntie invites you to go to school with Xiaoyuan as a sponsor. Are you willing?"

"Sponsor?" The little guy looked confused.

Cheng Shiyuan raised his hand like a good student: "I know this! It's my mom who will support your life and study, just follow me and I promise to make sure you have everything you need! Just follow me from now on!"

Cheng's mother almost laughed at his explanation, but what he said was indeed correct.

The little guy nodded as if he understood, and asked the most important question.

"Then can I be with Yuanyuan from now on?"

Cheng Shiyuan also looked at Cheng's mother eagerly, like two puppies wagging their tails waiting for their owner to touch them.

Mother Cheng couldn't help but laugh.

"Of course. Xiaoqi will live in our house from now on. After the lawsuit is over, I will take you back to the capital to go to school. As for your grandparents, Xiaoyuan will take care of them."

Old people don’t like to move because they are nostalgic, but Cheng Shiyuan kept talking and insisted on doing so for a month.

Cheng Shiyuan said seriously: "Don't worry, leave this difficult task to me!"

Tonight, the little one went to Cheng's house. Mother Cheng took off the thumb camera on the little one's neck and went directly to contact cousin Cheng. By the way, she asked for leave for the little one and prepared for the lawsuit in the next few days.

After all, if they don't file a lawsuit, the custody of the baby will always be in the hands of the couple. They can do whatever they want to hurt the baby. Even if there are mediators who conduct regular visits, once people's hearts become evil, the harm they can do cannot be seen in these ways.