The Brightness of Disqualification in the World

Foreword:

I don’t have much talent, and I don’t have any advantage over others, so when it comes to loving him, I don’t expect to get anything. In fact, being able to share a bus with him is considered extremely lucky. I just hope that in such a crowded and fast-food world, the red light will be longer and the finish line will be later, so that I can love him for a few more kilometers.

The first time I saw Ming Jiang, he was still a small one, thin and small, with a pair of surprisingly big eyes on his small face, because he was abandoned and wandered around since he was a child, he was skinny and looked very thin. Pitiful.When I walked past him, he didn't even look at me, his immature face was full of alienation and arrogance, just like the noble black cat in fairy tales.There was a brilliant light in the clear black eyes, like the warm sunshine.

So I moved my heart and took him back to Xi's house.

I am eight years older than him, and I don't like him calling me brother. My father has many women, and I have countless younger brothers and sisters, so I adopted him as a foster son. I think, maybe I will never have myself in this life. My child, I have been tossed and turned in mountains of swords and seas of fire since I was a child, and countless lives have been stained on my hands. If I hadn't met Ming Jiang, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the desire to live.Because of Ming Jiang, I started to compete for the family business in my father's hands, trampled all those half-brothers and sisters under my feet, and stood at the highest point of the Xi family, just for the injured child who was crying in my arms back then.

However, when I was young, I was always crazy. I never knew that even if one person loves another person deeply, even if that person gives him endless indulgence, he will eventually hurt each other. Everything I do is between me and him. Draw a deep ditch that cannot be crossed in this life.

I trained him to become a killer, just thinking that if one day I was gone, he could survive.These injuries in the name of love are not enough to be an excuse for me to hurt him.Even, I don't want him to be alive after I die, I want him to be by my side for the rest of my life, life and death will not be separated.It is false to let him live well, but it is true to want to live well with him.

I know how painful it is for him to kill someone. For such a child full of sunshine, I named him 'Ming Jiang', which means the setting sun. I still remember the bright light in his eyes when I first met him. It's a warm light that I can't touch.

I panicked and found that I couldn't catch him.So when he was stabbed by his opponent when he was on a mission to kill someone for the first time, and he was crying in my arms, I pushed him to the ground and told him indifferently that I don't want useless people.

Obviously it was the first time he went on a mission as a young man, and he still killed an innocent person.I didn't comfort him, I couldn't bear to look directly at the disbelief in his clear black eyes that fell on the ground, but I witnessed with my own eyes the process of the warm light in the child's eyes dimming little by little, just like bright flowers gradually withering, You watch helplessly but you have to be indifferent, you can only watch the process.

I know, I ruined that kid.

The child who yearns for the light even in the chaos; the child who still loves the world even if he is abandoned by the world; the child who is on the verge of death and still wants to live.

I turned him into a monster who would rather die than live.

But I still love him dearly.From the first meeting at the age of 12 to the first loss at the age of 25.

I can't find him, my fallen sun.

I finally lost the sun that God landed in my arms.

In fact, I don’t have much talent, and I don’t have any advantage over others, so I didn’t expect to get anything when it comes to loving him. In fact, being able to share a bus with him is considered extremely lucky. , I just hope that in such a crowded and fast-food world, the red light will be longer and the finish line will be later, so that I can love him for a few more kilometers.

I stood in the square where the crowd was boiling, and the crowds coming and going around me were not my sun.

There are couples passing by, and I heard girls say to boys: I love you.

The boy said: I love you too.

The most beautiful love story in the world is nothing more than this sentence, right?

I love you too.

Ming Jiang, when you are by my side, I am alive; when you are gone, I am a walking dead with no feelings.

Later, I touched that innocent smiling face crying in my arms countless times in my dreams, and wept again and again at the moment when I cruelly pushed the boy away.

I know, that's a dream I can't get back in this life, after all, it can only be a dream.