Sensory Hunting ABO

The peaceful and happy days seem to be a blink of an eye.

That day was an ordinary summer.

Knowing the hustle and bustle, Yan Yi, who had just finished playing football with Xue Sizhao, picked up the football wrapped in his jersey and walked on the road.The scorching sun wet the boy's back.

The house was eerily quiet.The two-year-old Yan Tong is like an ignorant little animal, lying on the carpet alone to build blocks.Yan Yao and his wife loved their children very much, and usually they would not let Yan Tong play alone.

When Yan Tong saw that the person who opened the door was Yan Yi, he danced happily, "Shu Shu!"

Even if they meet every day, every time Yan Tong sees him, he will smile and narrow his eyes.

"Shushu, Tongtong thinks about it... Watermelon!"

Yan Tong pitifully pointed at the half-opened watermelon on the stove, the fruit knife was still on the side, apparently cut in half and left.

Yan Tong, who had short arms and short legs, couldn't reach the watermelon no matter how he reached out.Seeing Yan Yi, he finally saw a rescuer.

Yan Yi cut a bend of the watermelon, and dug the flesh into Yan Tong's small bowl with a spoon.

Yan Tong grinned, "Thank you."

Yan Tong dug the watermelon spoonful by spoonful, and after a while, the fleshy chin was stained with red juice.Yan Yi took a small handkerchief and wiped it patiently for Yan Tong, Yan Tong was also obedient and let him play with it.

"Tongtong, eat by yourself, don't run around. I'll go up and see them."

"Okay," Yan Tong nodded, and said childishly, "I'm very obedient. Pull the hook!"

Yan Tong always thinks that pulling the hook is a very important thing. Ever since he learned this movement, whenever he can use it, he will persistently ask the other party to pull the hook with him.

Ten-year-old Yan Yi has already learned how to sigh like an adult, helpless and full of pampering.The little fingers of the two are connected, and the thumbs are in contact.

Yan Yi walked upstairs lightly, and someone whispered behind the closed door.When he raised his hand to knock on the door, he suddenly heard Yan Yao's voice.

"Then... is Tongtong my child?"

aversion to cold.His hair stood on end.

The body understands the meaning behind this sentence one step ahead of the consciousness.

"It's yours, how could Tongtong not be your child!"

A woman's sobs floated from the crack of the door, Yan Yao, who was always shy of seeing people cry, but always comforted her, remained silent.The silence was so silent that Yan Yi's fingers were cold.

The paternity test came out soon.Yan Tong is not Yan Yao's biological son.

Pan Wei's refusal to let Yan Yao go crazy with anxiety.Yan Yao entrusted a private detective to investigate his whereabouts, but this matter accidentally leaked from the private detective's mouth, and the entire Yan family was worried about this huge scandal.

"I've said it earlier, it's not right, it's not right. Yan Yao, why don't you listen?"

"That woman is restless just by looking at her face."

Yan Yao's mouth was tightly pursed into a line.Yan Yao after the incident made Yan Yi feel strange, and the expression on his face was beyond Yan Yi's understanding.Yan Yao seemed to have become another person.

How can it be like this...

asphyxia.The blunt and heavy thing oppressed the chest cavity, which was so heavy that I couldn't breathe.

He even takes pride in making a different choice than the grown-ups, as if it's something different and therefore extra cool.He also self-righteously thought that he would make a more correct decision and make Yan Yao happier than those pedantic adults.

I really want Pan Wei to disappear... It would be great if Pan Wei disappeared...

Yes, Pan Wei should die!

"Death" was the most vicious curse for Yan Yi at that time, and at the same time as this thought came up, Yan Tong's innocent smiling face flashed in his mind.

Yan Yao's palm was cold, and it fell on Yan Yi's face and gently rubbed it.Yan Yao's smile was gentle and tired, "Xiaoyi, would you like to go to grandpa's house for a while?"

"I'm not going. I'm here."

The worry in his heart made Yan Yi so stubborn that he refused to leave.Subconsciously, Yan Yi thought that he should be by Yan Yao's side.

"My brother is very tired. Xiaoyi will let my brother rest for a while, okay?"

Yan Yao's sigh made Yan Yi hesitate.He doesn't want to be seen as a liability.

"The next time you see me, it'll be over and everything will be fine. Don't worry about me, okay?"

Yan Yi frowned, half-believing, "Really?"

"Really, I promise you," Yan Yao looked very tired, but he still smiled at Yan Yi, "Let's pull the hook, shall we?"

Yan Yao coaxed him to be Yan Tong.But Yan Yi still stretched out his little finger.

Yan Yi turned his head three times a step at a time, looking at Yan Yao who was watching him off at the door.At that time, he never imagined that that night, the living Yan Yao turned into a cold corpse that would no longer smile at him gently.

If he hadn't listened to Yan Yao's words and left...

It is impossible for Yan Yao to leave him at home alone, drive to look for Pan Wei's mother and son in the middle of the night, and then at the last moment of his life, be pierced by a steel pipe in a completely strange place.

nightmare.Endless nightmare.Day and night have turned into chaotic nightmares.

There is a huge black hole in Yan Yao's chest, as if it wants to suck Yan Yi into it.Black blood was gurgling, a lot of blood.The blue shirt was dyed black, the gray trousers were dyed black.

"what--"

There is no concept of time.It seems that a long time has passed, and it seems that a long time has not passed, otherwise why the scene in front of me will be clear day after day.

"Yan Yi, look, this is a letter from Yan Yao to you."

Someone handed him a letter.

It's Yan Yao's handwriting.Yan Yi started to read.

——Xiao Yi, don't be sad.

——Xiaoyi, brother wants to see you grow up healthy and happy.

Yan Yi seemed to be able to imagine Yan Yao's appearance when he said these words.It must be as warm and warm as the sun.

Being in a mess covered in black blood should not be Yan Yao's final destination.Even if he went to another world, Yan Yao would still go to that pure and flawless place.

It took a long time for Yan Yi to understand that this could not be the letter Yan Yao wrote to him, even though the handwriting was so similar.Yan Yao didn't commit suicide, so how could he leave behind something like a suicide note?

But at that time, Yan Yi wanted to hear Yan Yao's words too much.No matter what Yan Yao asked, he would do as he said.

He no longer negatively refuses treatment.Spent several years of stability and peace in Hamp Town.Spring goes to autumn, and in winter, half a person's height of snow has piled up on the ground.

Only then did he suddenly realize that Yan Yao had been away from him for so long.

Although it was once judged that it might be difficult to successfully differentiate, six years did make the young man who had humiliated the family reborn and become a top-level Alpha who was given high hopes.

And six years had turned that naive toddler who knew nothing about his life experience into a dirty, frightened little boy.