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Not long after the birthday party, Zhou Jialuo fell ill again, Ming Yan didn't come to settle accounts with him after she was too busy, and Aunt Zhang just skipped a few meals.

But the wound on his leg was not fully healed, festering into pieces.

After about a week or so, Zhou Jialuo entangled him again. Ming Ye didn't know how he insisted on climbing from the first floor to the third floor, but he heard him knocking on the door over and over again out of breath.

"Brother, Luo Luo gave you a gift!"

Ming Ye was lying on the bed, covering his ears with his hands, and was upset. He had already sworn to himself that he would never accept Zhou Jialuo's gift again.

"I left it at my brother's door, remember to take it."

The sound of pattering footsteps left, and Ming Ye opened the door after a while. There was a little bear at the door. He kicked the little bear a few meters away. Aunt Zhang would pick it up and give it to Zhou Jialuo when she saw it.

After several days like this, Zhou Jialuo would put different "gifts" at the door every day, and then was kicked away by Ming Ye.

Finally, Aunt Zhang became impatient, and she simply said to him: "If Luo Luo gives it to you, you can take it, so that he won't be unhappy."

Ming Ye sneered: "Then slander me for stealing it?"

Aunt Zhang was speechless, she turned around and took the toy away from the ground.

Zhou Jialuo seemed to be extremely persistent when he became persistent, and he managed to persist for half a month. In the end, Ming Ye had no choice but to open the door. Zhou Jialuo rushed in and threw himself on him.

"elder brother!"

Ming Ye pushed him away, but Zhou Jialuo lost his balance and fell backwards on the ground. He pursed his mouth and blinked, which was a sign that he was about to cry.

Ming Ye's heart was pounding, and he hurriedly hugged Zhou Jialuo from the ground. Zhou Jialuo took the opportunity to wrap his arms around his neck, and smiled happily again.

"Brother hugged Luoluo!" He arched around Ming Ye's neck, clinging like a kitten.

Ming Ye is neither hugging nor not hugging, he can only walk around in the narrow attic like holding a hot potato.

Seeing that he wasn't crying at last, she put him on the bed and said coldly, "Don't come here anymore."

Zhou Jialuo didn't listen, he saw the burn on Ming Ye's leg, opened his eyes wide, and said, "Brother, you're hurt!"

After speaking, she jumped out of the bed, squatted beside Ming Ye's legs like a puppy, grabbed Ming Ye's calf with two fleshy hands, blew hard on the wound, and said:

"If Luo Luo is injured, mom will also give him a whir."

Ming Ye's face turned gloomy, he carried Zhou Jialuo outside the door, and said coldly, "Go back."

Zhou Jialuo said aggrievedly, "I don't want it." He took out a lollipop from his pocket, handed it to Ming Ye, and said, "I'll give you candy, can you play with me?"

Ming Ye shook his head: "I don't want it."

Zhou Jialuo blinked, lowered his head, squeezed the candy and asked, "Doesn't brother like Luoluo?"

Ming Ye was silent.

"But I like brother." Zhou Jialuo looked up at Ming Ye, and suddenly raised a big smile, "So brother also likes me, okay?"

The dimples at the corners of the mouth were innocent and bright, and couldn't hold a little sadness, which made Ming Ye hate and feel sad.

Some people are born out of honeypots, born to be lovable and pampered.

You envy him, envy him, and wish to replace him and take everything away from him.

But when he looked at you with a smile, innocent and full of expectation, you couldn't bear to hurt him and let him have a gloomy face.

Because he is the first person in this world to say he likes him.

But he would never respond obediently.

It's his dark awkwardness, a delicate balance.

You see, everyone likes you.

but I do not have.

In the end, without saying anything, he threw Zhou Jialuo to Aunt Zhang, but accepted the candy Zhou Jialuo gave him.

He also kept the candy in the wooden box.

After that, Zhou Jialuo often came up to play with him behind Mingyan's back, and he didn't resist anymore.He thought that Zhou Jialuo was his younger brother after all, and they had a common mother, even though Zhou Jialuo didn't know it.

He would still quietly look at the garden from the window, Zhou Jialuo liked to play there very much, and Mingyan would often accompany and take care of him, at that time she always had a smile on her face, she was totally different from when she treated him.

One is the dirty past she tried hard to get rid of, and the other brought her enviable prosperity and wealth, so their fates are completely opposite.

But Ming Ye at that time didn't understand these things, he just greedily looked at the happy mother and child, and imagined that he was there too.

Soon after, my uncle went to jail for committing a crime, and he could no longer come to trouble Mingyan, and my aunt also went away and never came back.Ming Yan seemed to have lifted a big stone from her heart, seeing him was much pleasing to the eye, and when she was in a good mood, she could tolerate Zhou Jialuo and Ming Ye playing together in the garden for a while.

Zhou Jialuo liked swings, so he pushed him and watched him closely, larks were flying above their heads, and the shelves were full of colorful roses.

The days seemed to be getting better little by little, and the greed in Ming Ye's heart grew stronger. He fantasized that maybe one day, he would be like Zhou Jialuo, calling Ming Yan's mother, and he would protect his younger brother.

This thought made his heart, which had been dark for a long time, suddenly brighten a lot, like the clear sunlight turning around the corner and shining into the cramped attic, even if it was just a tiny spot of light, it also ignited the expectation in his heart.

He opened the window and looked down, the sunshine in the garden was perfect, Ming Yan was sitting on the grass, looking at Zhou Jialuo who was fluttering butterflies, her childish voice was as joyful as the wind.

He was so envious, he drew it in a drawing book, took out the crayon that Zhou Jialuo had given him from the wooden box, and painted the picture with bright colors.

In the painting, in the garden, a beautiful woman is holding two children. The one on the right is taller and the one on the left is shorter. They all have happy smiles on their faces.

He waited with great expectation, until one night in July, his hopes were completely shattered.

On July [-]th, in an abandoned house on the mountain, Zhou Jialuo was tied up in a cabinet, he tried his best to move towards Ming Ye who was also tied up beside him, his small body trembled, and he cried tremblingly: "Brother, Luo Luo is afraid. "

Ming Ye glanced at the kidnapper squatting on the ground smoking drugs through the crack of the cabinet door, and whispered: "Don't let them hear you calling me brother."

Except for a faint light in the crack of the door, the small cabinet was pitch black, and the stuffy air made it hard to breathe. Zhou Jialuo leaned against Ming Ye and couldn't help shaking, crying intermittently: "Brother, it's so dark, I'm so scared."

Ming Ye knew that Zhou Jialuo had always been afraid of the dark, his arms were tightly bound, he could only struggle to squeeze his hands into his trouser pockets, his skin ached from the rough rope.

He finally took out a small toy, pressed it, and a warm yellow light lit up in the cabinet.

"Pikachu!" Zhou Jialuo was distracted, staring at the toy with wide eyes and forgot to cry.

This is the toy that Zhou Jialuo gave Ming Ye on Children's Day last year, and he has been carrying it close to him.

"Will Pikachu protect us?" Zhou Jialuo's small face was slightly illuminated, as if he had gained a little courage.

Ming Ye looked at Pikachu and said softly after a long time, "Brother will protect you."

That afternoon, when Ming Yan went out to a party, Aunt Zhang took Zhou Jialuo to a nearby park to play. In the past, Ming Ye was not allowed to go with her, but that time Aunt Zhang brought Ming Ye there, and Zhou Jialuo was very happy.

It was a newly opened wetland park. It was in the outskirts of the city and there were not many people. Aunt Zhang met an acquaintance on the way and chatted. Zhou Jialuo and Ming Ye were playing on the grass beside them.

At that time, Zhou Jialuo saw someone selling sugar and said he wanted to buy it for him, so he ran over. Ming Ye didn't take it seriously, but in a blink of an eye he saw Zhou Jialuo running in front of a van.

"Little friend, do you want to eat sugar figurines?" A man wearing sunglasses squatted in front of Zhou Jialuo, holding a sugar figurine in his hand.

"Eat! I want to bring one for my brother."

"Uncle has a lot in the car, you can take as many as you want." The man opened the door of the van at the back and invited with a smile.

"Zhou Jialuo!" Seeing that man, Ming Ye felt the danger instinctively, and ran over there while shouting, "Come back!"

Zhou Jialuo turned around in a daze, and before he could agree, he was picked up by the man and thrown into the car.

Ming Ye rushed over without thinking, shouted for Aunt Zhang, and desperately hugged the car door to prevent it from closing, but he was only ten years old after all, and was soon pulled up by the man.

"The small one comes with the big one. This business is quite a bargain."

The people in the car quickly drove the car away, and the two children were tied together and taken to the mountain.

Thinking back to this, Ming Ye only felt that Aunt Zhang was a little weird that day, but he didn't regret that he suffered with Zhou Jialuo. He couldn't turn a blind eye to Zhou Jialuo's danger anyway.

Zhou Jialuo is his own younger brother, and he has always insisted on this understanding, even though no one would admit it.

The kidnappers outside suddenly started yelling for some reason, as if possessed by a demon.Zhou Jialuo was frightened when he heard the voice, and started crying again, out of breath.

He was not in good health, Ming Ye was worried that he would faint, so he whispered: "Don't cry, wait a little longer, Mom... your mother will definitely save you back."

Zhou Jialuo was still crying, but in a softer voice, sobbing, "Brother, I want to go home, take me home, okay..."

Ming Ye stared at Pikachu in his hand, he was not afraid, but he could only comfort him:

"Okay, I'll take you home."

These words seemed to have an effect, Zhou Jialuo gradually stopped crying and fell asleep leaning on Ming Ye.

Ming Ye then turned off Pikachu's small light, he held his breath, and looked outside through the crack of the door.

Several kidnappers became aroused after taking drugs, and a shirtless one suddenly looked at the cabinet, their eyes collided faintly, Ming Ye's heart beat violently, and he closed his eyes.

He heard the man smile sullenly, and asked the other man: "Brother Hui, can you play around? They're all pretty pretty."

Someone seemed to kick him, and said with a smile: "A Biao, you are so disgusting, what's so funny about being so young."

The person named A Biao snorted, "You don't like meat and vegetables, you still blame me."

Brother Hui was the man who kidnapped them before, he said in a deep voice, "No, be careful not to get the money if you play badly."

"The bigger one doesn't look like the rich man's breed." A Biao suggested.

"Not necessarily."

Ming Ye couldn't quite understand what they were saying, but he instinctively felt the danger.As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that Brother Hui was walking towards the cabinet, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back in fright.

The door of the cupboard was slammed open, Brother Hui kicked Zhou Jialuo who had fallen asleep, Ming Ye rushed over to block Zhou Jialuo, glared at Brother Hui with fierce eyes, like a young animal protecting its food.

Brother Hui was stunned for a moment, and seemed to find it interesting, so he snorted.

Zhou Jialuo was kicked awake, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Brother Hui smiling at him, and screamed in fright.

"Little friend, who is he to you?"

Ming Ye stared at him without changing his expression, "I'm just the son of Zhou's nanny, and have nothing to do with him."

Brother Hui ignored him, but just stared condescendingly at Zhou Jialuo, who was so frightened that he was out of his wits, and asked with a smile on his face: "I heard you call him brother, are you brothers?"

Zhou Jialuo was so frightened that he couldn't speak at all, he kept pushing towards Ming Ye, his body trembling even more.

Ming Ye moved to the side avoiding it, and said anxiously to the man: "I'm really not his brother. If you arrest me, you won't get any benefits."

Brother Hui was amazed at the alertness of the ten-year-old kid in front of him. He smiled, and his voice was like a poisonous snake: "Then you have to ask the Zhou family, otherwise, wouldn't we suffer a lot?"

He turned around and walked, and said to his subordinates: "Go and tell the Zhou family that there is still a child of theirs here. If you want to take it back, you can add another 50."

"Just 50? It's too little. It's just a drizzle for the Zhou family." Someone expressed dissatisfaction.

They originally intended to tie Zhou Jialuo up for 500 million, no more, no less. The Zhou family would never call the police for the safety of their only child, but now that they have an extra child, they might as well increase the price.

When Ming Ye heard their discussion, his stomach began to twitch violently, he felt his throat was choked tightly, and he could hardly breathe immediately, as if he had returned to the time when he saw Ming Yan for the first time.

Lucky expectations and tension circled crazily in his heart, like a sharp knife twisting his heart.

He told himself over and over again in his heart that his mother would definitely save him, and if his mother could give his aunt 50 yuan in child support, he would definitely be able to give 50 yuan to save him back home.

As long as he can go home, whether he continues to sleep in the loft and is hungry, or continues to be beaten and scolded, he has no complaints!

Time passed by every minute and every second, Ming Ye anxiously waited for the trial of fate, his mind even began to whistling, and hallucinations, in which Ming Yan took him and Zhou Jialuo home, and the two jumped into her together. They sat in the arms of the rose swing, and their cheers went straight to the sky.

I don't know how long it took, until he was almost unconscious from the stomachache, and he heard them say: "The Zhou family sent someone to bring the money!"

His eyes lit up brightly in an instant, hurriedly woke Zhou Jialuo who had fallen asleep, and said softly, "Luo Luo, you're back home!"

Then he saw the kidnapper approaching, Brother Hui grabbed Zhou Jialuo's hair and shook it back and forth, Zhou Jialuo woke up in pain and started screaming loudly.

Ming Ye glared at Brother Hui and shouted, "Don't touch him!"

Brother Hui looked at him in surprise, and sneered, "You're still protecting him, he's not you, and now Young Master Zhou is about to be ransomed back home." He picked up Zhou Jialuo as he spoke.

Ming Ye was stunned for a long time before his body stiffened suddenly. His eyes were wide open, filled with endless blankness, and he asked in a trembling voice:

"what about me?"

"You?" The shirtless kidnapper squatted down, squeezed his face, and said with a smile, "Mrs. Zhou said she has only one son. How do I know who you are?"

a son.

He couldn't believe it, his chest rose and fell violently, his eyes began to blur, he felt like he was about to stop breathing, his throat was hoarse as if it had been rolled by charcoal fire, and he asked again unwillingly: "What about me?"

The voice was erratic, as if asking himself.

what about me?

Who will take me home?

Someone cursed, dragged him out of the cabinet by the neck, slammed him on the ground a few times, and cursed: "Damn, don't understand? What Mrs. Zhou means is that she can deal with you as she pleases!"

His forehead was bleeding on the ground, his cheeks were cut by gravel, and there was a sharp sound in his ears, but he didn't seem to feel the pain, but there was a giant beast in his chest, gnawing at his heart frantically, chewing heavily, dripping with blood.

what about me?what about me?

He repeated this sentence over and over again.

Until the light in his eyes was completely extinguished, as if someone had taken his soul out.

Then he began to tremble, his whole body was shaking, his hands and feet were shaking, his teeth were shaking, his internal organs were shaking, he seemed to be submerged in the overwhelming snow, and he couldn't find a trace of warmth in his body.

He has never been so afraid and desperate like now. When the only grandmother who loved him died, when he was beaten by his uncle, when he was ridiculed and scolded by his aunt, when he was coldly punished by Mingyan, he was not as afraid as he is now.

His chest was like a leaking wall, and the cold wind kept pouring in, howling and screaming, telling him...

Dispose of it casually.

Dispose of it like garbage.

"Brother! I want brother!" Zhou Jialuo's crying cut through his ridiculous self-pity.

He was stepped on the ground, his thin back didn't struggle at all, and his cheek was pressed against the dirty ground. He didn't know where to generate strength, and he turned his head abruptly to look at Zhou Jialuo who was carried away.

Brother Hui led people to send Zhou Jialuo down the mountain, leaving only the kidnapper named A Biao behind.

What happened after that was a nightmare that he could never get over in his whole life.

When Song Dixin heard this, his face was already very heavy. He had come into contact with many patients with PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder). Zhong Fuchu's experience may not be the most tragic, but it is definitely the most desperate.

A child who always had expectations and love for his relatives saw his younger brother rescued, but he himself was thrown into hell. He was only ten years old at that time. How could that mother have the heart to abandon him in the hands of the kidnappers? .

Did she ever wonder how her child would be tortured?

He just imagined Zhong Fuchu's state of mind at that time, and he felt gloomy and hopeless, his eyes turned red unconsciously.He looked at the narrator in front of him, but Zhong Fuchu was very calm, as if he was telling someone else's story.

Song Dixin still couldn't help asking him: "What happened in the end? Did they do anything to you?" In fact, without asking him, he could have guessed that Zhong Fuchu must have been abused at the time, but he was worried about the deeper abuse.

"That man took drugs and was mentally unstable. I only suffered some flesh and blood in his hands." Zhong Fuchu seemed to have an insight into his thoughts, and said it vaguely and easily.

Song Dixin breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and asked, "Then how did you escape in the end?"

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Zhong Fuchu's mouth, with some danger and cruelty, "I'll kill him."

Song Dixin's pupils constricted, and he calmed down for a long time. Instead of asking for details, he asked instead: "What about now? Do you think you can let go?"

"Maybe from the time I had the current name, or from the moment I met him, I should let it go. I am no longer Ming Ye, and his story no longer belongs to me."

Zhong Fuchu's expression was indifferent, he had buried this experience for 20 years, and now he said it out in one breath, but he seemed to be relieved.

Song Dixin smiled gratifiedly at that time, with a sincere smile:

"Congratulations, Dr. Zhong, from now on, your life will be dominated by beautiful stories."

Congratulations, escape from endless despair and run to your beautiful situation.

Now he looked at Zhou Yu'an in front of him, shocked, absurd, regretful, helpless... countless emotions rolled in his heart, and finally he could only sigh deeply.

He never thought that the beautiful story that Zhong Fuchu finally found came from the same source as all the pain.

Love is the only redemption in the world, eliminating the hatred born in a desperate situation.

But what if love and hate are entangled?