After I became the protagonist Bai Yueguang, I was in the Shura field [Transmigration Book]

Qiao Ying is an illegitimate child.

But long ago, he had thought he had no father.

His mother took him to live in a cheap rental house.

The rental house is in a tube building, shared with others, the walls are just a thin wooden board, and the breathing sound of the next door can even be heard, the house is only [-] square meters, and seven people live in it.

In addition to their mother and son, there is also a young couple, an old lady and her grandson, and the rest is a kindergarten teacher.

The young couple looked down on Qiao Ying and his mother.

the reason is simple.

His mother is a wine seller who works in a bar not far from Tongzilou. She dreams of being spotted by rich people and flying on the branches all day long.

She sleeps at home during the day and goes out to work at night.

Qiao Ying stayed at home at all times, and since he could remember, he knew that he had no father, only a mother who treated him like nothing.

Qiao Ying lived in Tongzilou for seven years.

He has never been to kindergarten or elementary school, so he can only stay at home all day long, staring at the bare walls in a daze.

Occasionally hangs out with the kids in the other room.

The old lady who lived next door to them moved in when Qiao Ying was three years old. She liked to be lively and warm-hearted, and invited Qiao Ying, who was alone, to her house to play when she first came.

He was not developed well at that time, and he looked only two or three years old, about the same age as the old lady's grandson.

When Qiao Ying was four years old, her little grandson was three years old, and it was time to go to kindergarten.

The old lady bought him a small schoolbag, pencil case, homework book, and brand new textbooks.

Qiao Ying watched her little friend happily carrying a beautiful new schoolbag, and her eyes showed envy unconsciously.

The old lady noticed him, and turned around to ask: "Speaking of which, Xiao Qiaoying should go to kindergarten this year, where should she go? Maybe she's still a classmate with our Nan Nan."

Qiao Ying blinked his black and white eyes, his eyes were translucent and beautiful, but he asked timidly, "What is kindergarten?"

The old lady was stunned.

Her little grandson, Nan Nan, ran over from the side, and gestured with open arms: "It's a place where there are many, many children! There's also a lot of fun!"

The old lady sensed something was wrong, and asked Qiao Ying carefully, only to find out that he was four years old.

Later, the old lady went to find Qiao Ying's mother.

At that time, Qiao Ying was played hide-and-seek by Nan Nan, and the two children squatted in the corner together.

The old lady told her mother earnestly, how can the child do well if he does not go to school, only by studying can he have a good future and future...

She nagged for a long time, but her mother just yawned and asked her: What's the use of studying, and sell wine with me when I grow up, anyway, he has no father and no one cares about him.

Qiao Ying heard her mother's unceremonious ridicule on the left ear, and Nan Nan's curious inquiry on the right ear, what is selling wine.

The old lady choked on her and wanted to say something.

But the mother threw the washbasin into the pool impatiently, and said, since she wanted to take care of it so much, why didn't the old lady take care of it with money, and she just talked about it.

The old lady never mentioned it again.

It's just that she would call Qiao Ying over for dinner every day, Nan Nan's textbooks became their textbooks, and the kindergarten teacher next door to the old lady would occasionally come to teach them.

This kind of life was maintained until Qiao Ying was seven years old.

It was his birthday that day, and Nan Nan bought him a small cake with the pocket money given by her parents. The old lady made corn rib soup and cooked a table full of dishes.

Qiao Ying had just finished eating when her mother came back.

Unlike usual, she didn't get drunk, and she didn't tell him to get up with a cold face. Instead, she smiled happily and came up to hold his hand with a smile.

She shouted: "Go, son, mother will take you to a good place."

Qiao Ying was taken away by her in a daze. One second before going out, he glanced back, and Nan Nan stood in the middle of the living room and secretly waved to him.

That was the last time Qiao Ying saw Nan Nan.

His mother put on new clothes for him, made him clean and tidy, bought an empty schoolbag, led him to a French restaurant, walked in arrogantly, and carefully seated himself in the box.

Inside, Qiao Ying saw a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, and a very cute child in a small suit, Yuxue was cute.

The mother spoke to the child in an unprecedented soft voice, with a flowery smile on her face.

Qiao Ying's eyes only stopped on the table full of delicacies, he thought, Grandma Nanmen's pork rib soup was more delicious than these.

His mother asked him to call him the middle-aged man's father. Qiao Ying murmured for a long time before calling out a word in a low voice.

The middle-aged man looked down at him, his eyes were full of criticism, and there was a flash of disgust.

It was obvious that he didn't like this illegitimate child who got married overnight, especially after knowing that Qiao Ying didn't even go to school.

The mother understood his eyes, and hastily pinched Qiao Ying's arm, signaling him not to sit down in a daze.

Qiao Ying didn't know anything and didn't want to know.

He wanted to go back, the stool with a lame leg in the shared house, the soup stewed in an iron pot, the small lamp with insufficient light, the small blanket spread under the bed...anything is better than here.

His mother never took him back.

They moved into a villa that was larger than Tongzilou. The room was as big as an entire shared house, and he was the only one. It was clean, brand new, and the windows were clean.The bed is as soft as a white cloud, and you can't hear mice squeaking in the corner when you sleep at night.

He also has many new clothes, each of which is extremely expensive, without tattered patches and holes, and the material is soft and smooth.

Qiao Ying forced herself to adapt to the environment and the people here.

He thought, even if his father didn't like him very much, and his mother didn't bother to talk to him, but there was still a younger brother.

He also has such a cute and well-behaved brother.

Qiao Ying was too naive, only saw the false prosperity on the surface, but didn't notice that his younger brother, who he thought was behind his back, had a foul-smelling and moldy face.

Near the small fountain in the backyard, Qiao Rongjian took his hand, blinked, and asked, "Brother, can you stand on it? Let me tell you a secret."

He stood up as he said, and before he could react, he was pushed into the fountain.

Qiao Ying sank, and he wanted to crawl out in a panic, but he was pinned down in the water again, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were filled with cold spring water, and his lungs were also choked.

He tried his best to open his eyes to look out through the foggy water, only seeing Qiao Rongjian's usual smiling face.

Well-behaved, cute, obedient...

Everything is fake.

Qiao Rongjian dragged him out, leaned into his ear and whispered, "You bastard, you deserve to be my elder brother? You are as disgusting as your shameless mother. I really don't know why my father took you in."

Qiao Ying panted heavily, desperately sucking in fresh air, coughing out all the water that had choked into her lungs.

He went back to the room weakly, not angry, but feeling inexplicable... and slightly sad.

Qiao Ying didn't want Qiao Rongjian to be his younger brother.

He wants Nan Nan to be his younger brother——Nan Nan, that little fat man, gluttonous and greedy, often steals the meat from his bowl, takes away his eraser, and lazily gives him his schoolbag to carry.

But these are all he wants.

Although Nan Nan is sometimes annoying, sometimes she is very likable.

The two went out to play in the park together, and there were mischievous ghosts surrounding Qiao Ying, saying that he was an orphan without a father, and that he was born without a mother. At such a time, Nan Nan took off his stinky shoes and threw them out with a stern face. Threatening them to shut up.

Qiao Ying likes Nannan, but he doesn't like Qiao Rongjian.

He also likes grandma Nannan, the kindergarten teacher who has moved away long ago, the young couple who secretly stuffed him with snacks, and the dessert shop owner who gave him small gifts.

He didn't like his father, and he didn't like his mother either.

Even if they were his biological parents, he didn't like it.

After living in the big villa for more than a month, my father's secretary brought a tablet and a stack of thick notebooks.

The young secretary-general told him that Joe always has no shortage of sons, he only lacks an excellent son.

If Qiao Ying wanted to stay, he had to listen to him and follow his path. He even wrote the script for Qiao Ying himself.

Qiao Ying didn't know so many words, so the secretary read it to him word by word.

In his father's script, he is number one in the school, has excellent grades, likes to cook, loves to laugh, is a person who prefers to do nothing, likes all kinds of interesting games, bravely challenges the limit, hates inheriting the family business, and is respectful to brothers and sisters.

Qiao Ying doesn't like being forced to study, cook, laugh, communicate with people, or challenge the limit.

He hated it all.

But he followed him like a shadow for 16 years.

From the age of seven, until he lay on the hospital bed at the age of 22, and then became a vegetable and fell into a coma at the age of 23, he has been forced to live a life written in advance.

After all, this is the son his father wanted.

But this is not him.

What does it matter to him?

Qiao Ying often thinks about this question, but she can't figure it out.

He is so cowardly, he doesn't even have the courage to face it in fantasy.

The father only wanted an excellent son, and Qiao Ying was trained to be the perfect character in the script as he wished.

The mother only wanted a stepping stone to marry into a wealthy family, and Qiao Ying fulfilled her wish, making her dream come true, turning the native chicken into a real phoenix.

Qiao Rongjian only wanted a doormat, and Qiao Ying did as he wished. He still bullied and insulted him, never resisted, and kept his mouth shut.

But no one did what Qiao Ying wanted.

He became a marionette without a soul, and his every move was unintentional, as if torn into two people.

Cooking dishes in a private club alone, and answering with a smile when my father asked, the scenery is incomparable.

The other looked at him calmly from beginning to end, indifferent, pathetic, and emotionless.

His dick walked out of the small and crowded shared room in Tongzilou, but his soul stayed here forever, curled up under the bed, never leaving.

But in the long years of mud, a beam of light appeared.

A beam of light that he could not reach.

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