If everything can come back

Seven

After school, I went home alone and saw an extra pair of leather shoes on the ground, so I was sure he was here.I took a deep breath, turned the doorknob, took off my shoes and walked in.

A familiar smell of cigars entered my lungs along my nostrils. I wrinkled my nose in disgust, but still called "Father" respectfully.He hummed, turned his face full of scars to me, and his sharp eyes fell on me.

I took the initiative to ask, "What are you doing here?"

He twisted his body and assumed a more comfortable sitting position. "Zhiyuan, who was that kid who was about your age in the morning?"

I froze for a moment, then remembered an episode that happened in the morning, and said nonchalantly, "Student in the same class."

"Student?" He looked at me suspiciously, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. "Is he on good terms with you? You speak badly to your subordinates because of him?"

How much salt and vinegar did those two guys add?Who messed with who first? ?I smiled calmly and said, "Oh really? So what if it's true? Would you kill me for such a trivial matter?"

"In the future, my position as the leader will also be given to you. You'd better be self-aware." He glanced at me, stood up, walked to the door, and planned to leave. "Don't hang out with that kind of person too much."

I watched my adoptive father leave, took off my clothes, and took a shower to calm down.

In the seven years since I followed that man, my adoptive father often physically abused me. Many times, I would lose consciousness in pain, which was worse than when I was bullied.When I woke up, I always wondered whether the original choice was right or wrong.

Sometimes I also wonder, is Little Winter Melon doing well?Did his new family ignore him?

When I was 15 years old, I had passed all the tests and became the youngest member of the underworld.Everyone respects me because of my adoptive father status, but so what, I don't care.

After taking a shower, I walked out topless and saw a lunch box in the dining room with a picture on it.I went up, picked up the photo and looked at it, and found that it was a family portrait of Shen Haocheng and his adoptive parents.

I understand what this means. This is a warning from my adoptive father, implying that if I get in touch with Shen Haocheng again, nothing good will happen.I clenched my fists, guessing that something must have been done to the food in the lunch box, so I planned to go upstairs to sleep.

Suddenly, there was a tingling sensation on the neck, as if it had been stabbed by something sharp.I woke up like a dream, and then I realized that it was the feeling of a needle piercing my skin!I covered my neck and turned back to look, it was one of my subordinates in the morning!

Immediately, I became furious, gritted my teeth and shouted: "What did you inject me with! Tell me!" As soon as I said that, I greeted his face with a fist.Even if he didn't say it, I knew it was morphine.

After his face was hit by me, I took the opportunity to run downstairs, feeling my eyelids were as heavy as lead. When I opened the door, I vaguely saw the face of my adoptive father.

It's him!

"Where do you want to go? You are really abnormal today, and you need to learn a lesson." My adoptive father smiled, and I gave him a reluctant look. Finally, the effect of the medicine took effect, and I fell down.

Eight

The next morning, I staggered into the classroom and lay on the bed with tingling pain all over my body.Shen Haocheng obviously noticed the bandages on my body, he looked at me curiously, I glared him away, and fell asleep peacefully.

During the boring mathematics festival, the wound on my abdomen was opened due to my too much movement, and cold sweat fell all at once.I ran out of the classroom decisively and hid in the toilet cubicle.

I took off my clothes, and when I touched it, blood came out.I looked down at the wound on my body, carefully washed the blood on my body and clothes, and wiped my face covered in cold sweat by the way.

"Hey Ling Zhiyuan!" Suddenly there was a hasty knock on the door, the voice obviously belonged to Shen Haocheng. "Are you okay? Hey Lingzhi—"

"Get out! I... shit, can you please stop arguing!" I gritted my teeth and yelled back with all my strength, and immediately regretted it after I yelled.I clutched the still bleeding spot on my abdomen and couldn't help moaning/groaning.

After there was no movement outside, I slowly walked out of the compartment.I thought Shen Haocheng had already returned to work, how did I know he was waiting for me.Seeing that I was covered in blood, he asked, "How can you poop and get covered in blood?"

I was going to say the word "constipation", but in the end I stopped. "What do you want?"

Shen Haocheng silently took me to the health care room to treat the wound, and wrapped up the abdominal wound for me.He looked up at me and asked calmly, "Did you go to fight?"

While wearing clean clothes, I said, "It has nothing to do with you." I stood up from the bed, intending to go back to work, but he pulled me back suddenly by pressing my shoulders.

He stared at me with a serious expression, completely gone from his previous softness. "As the class monitor, I have the obligation to manage the students in the class well."

I grabbed his wrist, maybe I was stronger, and he snorted immediately. "But I'm sorry, I'm not happy to share my things with you."

His brows furrowed deeper, and then his eyes widened suddenly.He grabbed my hand and asked in surprise: "Ling Zhiyuan, where did your scar... come from?"

I wondered what the hell he was talking about. After a few seconds, I realized that he was referring to the scar on the back of my hand, so I immediately withdrew my hand and said as a matter of course: "It's normal for the gangster to have injuries all over his body? What's the fuss about? "

I pretended to be unhappy and left the health room, lowered my head and touched the shallow old scars, feeling as if I had knocked over a bottle of five flavors.

How do you want me to tell you that I am the little one back then?