It was already late at night when Jing Mian left the detention building.

The personnel from the central base flew in overnight, and she had asked everything she wanted to know.

The person cannot be killed yet, the central base needs to review again. Jing Mian has only one request, after a thorough review, Li Guanyi must be executed by her own hands.

The stars are exceptionally bright tonight, and the headhunting vehicles are moving continuously towards the green shade.

Ah Shan leaned his head against the car window, thinking about how to take this opportunity to return to the shade.

In the second half of the night he fell into a light sleep.

He slept restlessly, his body curled up unconsciously. In his dream, he was being beaten.

The young body was powerless to resist and was beaten by pulling the hair.

The people who beat him were not adults, but equally skinny children.

"That ugly yellow-haired freak, beat him! Everyone, beat him!"

Little Ah Shan, who was only three years old, didn't understand why he was excluded and beaten just because of his different hair color.

The first time he left the nursery and came into contact with other children, all his excitement and nervousness were extinguished.

The other children seemed to be able to unite and integrate into a group in this strange and simple way.

It is the easiest thing to isolate the outliers. Without any sense of propriety, they beat him with joy.

The adults who were taking care of him just stood there and watched. No one tried to stop him, and they ignored his cries for help.

It turns out that as long as he is not beaten to death or seriously injured, no one will take action to stop it.

At only three years old, he has to start learning how to survive.

He didn't understand at that time, maybe it was because of his hair, maybe it was because his skin was too white. He was really different from others, so he was bullied.

He shaved off his golden hair in a careless manner, leaving many small cuts on the top of his head, all caused by the rough shaving, but these were nothing compared to the pain of being beaten.

They always stared at his soft belly.

He would fight back, but he was outnumbered and could only hurt one or two of them.

Until that day, he saw the dawn of hope. The door of the breeding room opened and many women came in.

Their eyes swept over the group of children, and then they either cried or rejoiced.

The little boy saw the blonde woman at first sight.

She stood out among the women, with gorgeous facial features that were extremely beautiful. Her golden hair was loose and her face was expressionless, but she actually had a hint of divinity.

She is the mother! Ah Shan guessed it in an instant!

Mother saw me!

Ah Shan ran up quickly, wanting to throw himself into his mother's arms like other children.

However, he took the initiative to run over, and his mother's expressionless face turned ugly.

"ugly."

Ah Shan froze. His mother seemed to dislike him. He could see the disdain in her eyes. He touched his bald head and regretted it.

It must be because he shaved his blond hair. His mother would definitely be angry if he shaved off their commonality. And he was beaten today. His eyes are a little black, which is really ugly.

He really wanted to see his mother again.

After much difficulty, he saw her again. At the age of four, his golden hair hung down smoothly.

He looked in the mirror and thought he looked pretty good today. He thought his mother would definitely like it.

The mother seemed to have a high status, her room was gorgeous, and the father, whom she had never met, seemed to like her very much.

He went into his mother's bedroom with his caregiver, and this time she walked toward him.

He said that he would definitely like him this time.

There were mixed emotions in his mother's eyes, and he was opening his arms, ready to receive her hug.

The dagger pierced his body, and perhaps his companions did not expect that they were a step too slow in trying to stop it.

Fortunately, the man was also a killer and he immediately gave him emergency treatment.

He couldn't believe it, and all the emotions in his eyes were asking why?

"You are my biggest stain!"

She held the dagger in her hand and there was only ruthless disgust in her eyes.

He passed out, and when he woke up he was in a jar. He came out without saying a word, and the doctor who examined him suddenly said, "Sislina is dead."

"What does it have to do with me?"

"Your biological mother."

Ah Shan's face paused. It was ridiculous. He only knew her name after she died. He had only seen her twice in his life.

"It doesn't matter."

She doesn't love me anyway, she just wants me to die.

The doctor said with a little relief, "You are right to think so. Just don't care."

Before leaving, Ah Shan asked, "Why did she do this?"

He didn't expect the doctor to really answer him, but he felt that this doctor was the only person he had ever met who cared about his health.

Even though it was his job responsibility.

For some reason, the doctor told him: "Will a child born under duress be loved?"

He seemed to understand the meaning of this sentence.

But the same thing goes, it doesn’t matter, I won’t be sad anymore anyway.

He stopped shaving his hair, and when someone bullied him again, he became more and more violent. In a fight, he would gouge out people's eyes and hide sharp weapons to cut other people's necks.

For this behavior, he was not punished by his caregiver, but was promoted to a higher grade.

But when he left and walked out of the incubator, another child with the same blonde hair was sent in.

The same hair color made him uneasy, so he sneaked back and saw the three-year-old girl. Like him, she was also being chased and beaten. Her small stature was a head shorter than the others.

The children who were beaten into submission by him wanted to dig out her eyes as revenge!

He didn't care about violating discipline and was discovered, and rushed in to save the little girl.

It's my sister.

He was sure of it because not only did she have the same blonde hair, she also had the same color blue eyes.

Mine is dark brown.

As the same woman's child, she did not receive any preferential treatment and was just as pitiful as herself.

"I will protect you from now on!" He said it confidently at that time!

There was light in my eyes again, as if life had found some meaning.

It was also when he was punished the next day that his light power was born.

He finally met his so-called father.

"The same light ability as Sislina. Yes, as expected, the children born from the union of people with the same ability are more likely to have the same ability, but with higher talent."

The father smiled without warmth, "Keep working hard."

All the killer teachers and caregivers obeyed his orders. He then realized that his father was the boss here and everyone had to listen to him.

He burst out asking, "Why don't you care about your own children? Why do you let us be bullied? Did you know that Xingxing was about to have his eyes gouged out last night?"

Xingxing is his sister's name, which he gave to her.

Because his sister is very cute, and when she blinks, she looks like a little star in the sky. Bright but not dazzling. She is a warmth that he can touch.

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