purple double bed

Yan Jing no longer remembered how he managed to hold his breath and climbed upstairs under the pity eyes of his parents.

He saw Yan Ru at the top of the stairs, and his sister in a black cheongsam looked at him expressionlessly, and said slowly, "Ah Jing, the people in the Rong family are the most ruthless, you are too stupid."

Yan Jing didn't dare to meet her sharp gaze, let alone how to answer, so he could only lower his head and silently walk around her, and walked back to his bedroom.

In the bathroom, he gritted his teeth and took off the shirt that had been shredded into rags by the whip. The clothes were drenched in the rain all night, and stuck to the wound, and even the flesh was attached when it was torn off.That purple shirt was a gift from Rong Yuming on his 16th birthday, and now it is so broken and soaked in blood that he can no longer wear it. Yan Jing crumpled it up and threw it into the trash can.

After kneeling all night, my knees were weak and my legs were shaking. I couldn't even stand up in the bathroom, so I had to find a stool to sit on. I picked up the nozzle and turned on the water to the maximum, and it hit my face straight.

The warm water flowed down the bruised and bruised back, and after those hideous scars were stimulated by the water, there was a burst of piercing pain.

But these physical pains, all added up, can't compare to the knife that Rong Yuming stabbed him with his own hands.

After Rong Yucheng's first seven days, the Rong family began to move again.

This relocation is not as exciting as it was many years ago, because they want the whole family to immigrate to the United States, so a lot of furniture is thrown away and sold as soon as it is needed.For a while, the originally prosperous courtyard quickly withered and withered like leaves that lost moisture in autumn.

Yan Jing stood quietly under the tree, watching their Rong family being evacuated bit by bit, without any expression on his face.

He calmed down quickly, and didn't even give himself a chance to drink away his worries, as calm as if nothing had happened.

During the long summer vacation after the college entrance examination, he went out to play with Ouyang Shuo as usual.It's just that there was no longer the pleasant smile on his face.

Because the Yan family and the Rong family completely torn face, Yan Jing was fined to kneel and let some neighbors see, rumors spread wildly for a while. The father knelt down all night, and the Rong family next door moved out to avoid him.That guy surnamed Yan is gay, so you should stay away from him when you see him in the future.

Yan Jing didn't pay any attention to these gossip, as if it had nothing to do with him.On the other hand, Ouyang Shuo couldn't see the people around him chewing their tongues and insulting Yan Jing, so he had to grind his teeth all day long.

That night, Yan Jing and Ouyang Shuo went home after playing ball, got off the bus at the intersection, and walked slowly along the street towards home.

The road home is a straight tree-lined road, with dense banyan trees planted beside the road. In the past, he and Rong Yuming always went home together after studying at night every day. They walked that road hand in hand, Discuss fun things about school as you go.Sometimes they don't say anything, just hold hands and walk forward silently. When they are almost home, they let go of their hands because they are afraid that people will find out. Occasionally, Rong Yuming will suddenly come over to steal a kiss when parting.

Such a simple way of getting along makes people feel relaxed and warm in the bottom of their hearts.

But now, Rong Yuming took all that warmth away from his heart, leaving only a deep-seated coldness.

He walked away in style, leaving Yan Jing alone to bear all the pressure and rumors.

Those little boys avoided Yanjing as if they were avoiding the plague. Occasionally, some mischievous children would throw stones at his back. His heart was not as sad as when Rong Yuming left. If he was too sad, he would slowly become numb.

At this time, Liu Zhigang had already graduated from university, and Bai Shaobo was sent to study in a closed middle school in other places. In a few days, Ouyang Shuo would also go to other places to start his university military training.At the end of the song, everyone parted, leaving only Yan Jing alone.

In fact, it's not a big deal, it's not that they were young and frivolous and mistakenly believed in the so-called love, thinking that their ten-year relationship was strong enough, but they didn't expect it to be completely unable to stand the test in the face of reality.

Yan Jing stuffed his hands in his pockets and walked silently on that familiar road. The night wind messed up his hair, the dim streetlights lengthened his lonely back, and his pale profile looked much thinner than before.

When the visa is approved, he will be sent by his father to study in Australia, leaving the hometown where he has lived for 18 years, leaving the place with his best memories, and leaving the past that he does not want to mention anymore.

Everything will end, and the name Rong Yuming only exists in memory.

Yan Jing turned at the end of the road and walked into the alley to go home, when he suddenly heard the sound of fighting.

"Brat, I tell you not to have eyes!" "Get out!" "It's so dirty!"

There was a sound of punching and kicking, but it was the most common street fight. Yan Jing was not interested in arguing with those gangsters, nor did he want to meddle in other people's business, but the place where they fought happened to be right in front of Rong's house, and Yan Jing had to pass through there when he wanted to go home , they fought for a long time without stopping, Yan Jing became a little impatient.

Walking forward a few steps, I saw clearly that it was three gangsters who were beating up a child. The child did something to offend them. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he curled up in a corner with his head in his arms.

Seeing that group of people kicking towards the child again, Yan Jing suddenly said coldly: "A group of people are working together to bully children, you are really capable."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and when they looked up, they saw a slender young man standing in front of him. Against the backdrop of the street lamps, his face was very calm, and his cold and sharp eyes were chilling.Before everyone could react, they heard him say again: "It's really hard for you to beat people, do you need me to call someone to help?"

Frightened by his aura, the three street gangsters glanced at each other, and said knowingly, "Don't let me see you again, brat!", turned around and walked away quickly.Those little bastards always bullied the weak and feared the strong, Yan Jing snorted coldly at their backs, then walked forward and squatted down gently.

Yan Jing reached out to touch the child, but the child shrank back in fear.

The child was emaciated and looked like he was suffering from long-term malnutrition. His clothes were torn and his shoes were torn. His exposed skin had been beaten to bruises, and his knees were still bleeding.

He huddled into a small ball in the corner, trembling slightly, as if trying to shrink himself up forcefully, so as to avoid the brutal attacks of those people, his head was deeply buried in his knees, and his hair had not been trimmed for a long time , long and messy, mixed with a lot of mud and weeds.

—Is it a little beggar on the street?

Yan Jing suddenly thought of this possibility.If it was a child from a normal family, he would not wear such tattered clothes, and no one would care if he was beaten.Obviously, it is obviously a child who is homeless and helpless, so he is bullied.

Yan Jing stretched out his hand again, and gently touched his head. The child was afraid of him at first, and flinched back desperately. Later, he realized that this person had no ill intentions towards him, so he obediently remained still.

Yan Jing smiled slightly, helped him remove the messy grass on his head, and asked softly, "Whose family are you from? It's so late, why are you here?"

The child was silent for a moment, and then said softly, "I'm here to find my father."

Yan Jing froze for a moment, "Your father? Who is it?"

The child raised his head and looked at him expectantly, "My father's name is Rong Yucheng, do you know him?"

Yan Jing's hands froze suddenly.

The child looked to be only seven or eight years old, his small face was covered with mud and blood, and he couldn't see what he looked like, but his eyes were still black and bright.Those eyes, as well as the outline of that small face, are very similar to the eight-year-old Rong Yuming when they first met under the tree.

Yan Jing's mind was in chaos for a moment, and he didn't even know what expression to use to face the child who appeared suddenly.

Obviously, he is Rong Yucheng's illegitimate son outside.

Before Rong Yucheng married Yan Ru, he had a big fight with his family, maybe it was because he already had someone he loved before he met Yan Ru, and the elders of Rong's family didn't agree with them being together, so the whole family moved here. After breaking up their contact, he forced Rong Yucheng to marry Yan Ru, but Rong Yucheng had another love in his heart, so he and Yan Ru had been in disagreement after marriage, and some time ago, he was greatly stimulated and committed suicide by racing a car, which may also be related to this child ...

The source of all tragedies may be the existence of this child.

Such an association made Yan Jing suddenly feel a chill in his heart, and he finally understood what Yan Ru meant when he said blankly at the stairs that day, "People from the Rong family are the most ruthless".

The elders of the Rong family may have known the existence of this child for a long time, but they concealed the truth about Rong Yucheng, and never even thought of recognizing this child.In their eyes, a child of this kind of background is not qualified to enter their Rong family's house, and even mentioning it would feel ashamed.

Looking at this thin body but still bright-eyed child, Yan Jing suddenly felt sore in his heart.

Otherwise, the whole family would not have immigrated to the United States so simply.

"Don't you recognize him? They say my father is dead, is it true?" Seeing that Yan Jing didn't speak for a long time, the child gently tugged at the corner of his clothes, and asked cautiously, "Is it true?"

Yan Jing fell silent.

The child stopped talking, just lowered his head silently, staring blankly at the floor tiles in front of him.

After a long time, Yan Jing asked softly, "Are there any other relatives in your family?"

The child shook his head, "Mom hasn't been here since she gave birth to me. Grandma died of illness a month ago. She asked me to come here to find my father. I heard that the Rong family seems to have moved away..."

After a moment of silence, Yan Jing said in a low voice, "They have already moved away... It's been almost a month."

"Oh." The child got up from the ground, turned around and walked out silently.

The child's back was thin and thin, because his legs were swollen from the beating, and he limped when he walked. The thin and small figure suddenly made Yan Jing feel distressed.Whether the people of the Rong family are ruthless or ruthless, this child is innocent after all, and he has never even met his own parents.If he saw it and ignored it, he might starve to death on the street in a few days.

Yan Jing took a few steps forward, gently took his dirty little hand, "Go to my house to sleep tonight, you have nowhere to go."

The child looked back at him and said seriously: "Grandma told me not to cause trouble for others."

"No trouble, I'm your father's friend." Yan Jing smiled and picked up the limping child.

It seemed that the child hadn't been close to anyone for a long time, and suddenly he was at a loss, and curled up obediently in Yan Jing's arms, not daring to move, for fear that his hands would stain his clothes.

Yan Jing took him home, his parents were away these few days, Yan Ru was busy preparing for the procedures to go abroad since her husband passed away, and there was no one at home, so Yan Jing took him to the bedroom on the second floor, and helped him wash first. take a bath.

When the clothes were lifted, Yan Jing felt distressed again. There was hardly a single intact skin on the child's body. There were new wounds plus old wounds, bruises from fists and feet, and abrasions from various stones. together.The knees were even more red and swollen, and even the nails on the feet were cracked and bleeding.

When Yan Jing poured water on him, he shrank obviously in pain, but still gritted his teeth and said nothing.Yan Jing kept his movements as light as possible, slowly washing away the dirt on his body.Some of the wounds were infected and even suppurated. The blood and pus mixed together and flowed down, which looked shocking.

If I hadn't happened to meet him today and brought him back, I don't know if this poor child would have died by the roadside due to wound infection.

This child has a very strong personality, and he bit his lips tightly while taking a bath and did not speak.A few-year-old child without any relatives, in this strange city, does not know how to survive...

Afraid that he was in too much pain, Yan Jing spoke to divert his attention.

"How old are you this year?"

The child obediently replied, "Eight years old."

"What is your name?"

"I don't have a name yet. My mother passed away before I had time to name me. My grandma said, when I find my father, I will let him choose my name."

Yan Jing's hand paused, and he touched his head distressedly, "May I call you Xiao Rong first?"

"Okay."

While chatting with him, Yan Jing carefully dried his body with a warm towel. Fortunately, after being whipped by his father some time ago, Yan Ru bought a lot of ointment for trauma and kept it at home. Yan Jing took it over. Apply a layer to his wound, and then wrap it with clean gauze.

After washing it, I found that this child is very beautiful, especially a pair of eyes, bright as stars, when talking, the eyes are always very serious.

There was no child's clothes at home, so Yan Jing had to bring his own clothes for him to wear.The child was huddled in a big shirt, with only his head exposed. He looked very cute, but his hair was too long, so it was covered and brushed around his eyelashes.Yan Jing couldn't help smiling, brought a pair of scissors over, and helped him simply cut Liu Hai.The child seemed to trust Yan Jing very much, he closed his eyes obediently and asked him to cut his hair.

After cutting his hair, Yan Jing called him to sit down at the table, went to the kitchen and ordered a bowl of noodles for him to eat.He was obviously very hungry, he picked up the bowl and devoured it quickly, and quickly ate up a bowl of noodles. Seeing his greedy look, Yan Jing went to give him a second bowl of noodles.

After the child was full, he wiped his mouth clean, looked at Yan Jing and said seriously: "What kind of noodles is this? It's delicious. I haven't eaten such delicious food for several months."

Yan Jing patted his head and was speechless for a while.

In fact, it was just two yuan a pack of noodles bought in the supermarket. When I was at home these few days, Yan Jing was too lazy to cook, so he ordered a bowl of noodles, put some vegetables, and made a bowl of noodles in clear soup.

For him, the simplest and cheapest bowl of noodles is the best food the child has eaten in the past few months.