little master [entertainment circle]

When the boy was brought back to Star City and Taoist Temple by a woman, he didn't feel much.

He didn't want to cry to the old Taoists about what he had experienced in these years, nor did he want to see if his biological mother was living well with the money, and he didn't want to find a kind person in Xingcheng, where the emperor is far away. The idea of ​​asking for help to leave the Pei family.

He really just obeyed the Pei family's wishes and came to see his biological mother.

From the age of eight to 15, seven years, many people in the temple didn't know him anymore.

But the old man still recognized him at a glance.

The old man took the young man to the backyard, the two of them looked at each other speechlessly, and finally the old man said: "She is dead."

Originally, the old man wanted to try his best to speak better, so that the people who stayed behind would not be so sad, but he hadn't uttered a syllable, but he remembered that the people in front of him would not care.

So the old Taoist said directly: "She heard that your adoptive mother was going to bring you here, she was frightened, and ran out regardless... We didn't stop it, the mountain road is slippery in rainy days..."

He paused: "Are you going to see it?"

The old man thought that the young man who had gone through so many hardships should at least say "she is afraid that she will be like this, but she will push me into the fire pit" and so on, but the fact is that the old man's understanding of the "ruthless way" is not enough.

The boy just looked at him calmly: "Now that she is dead, I have no one to care about."

The old Daoist was slightly taken aback, the boy's eyes were dark, like a deep mountain in the night, without a single light, and covered by layers of branches and leaves, he couldn't see his fingers.

His voice is also very different from when he was a child, it is hoarse and low that does not belong to his age: "I don't need to live for anyone anymore."

He said it without any particular emotion.

It's as if it's just a program that has been set up to broadcast a sentence.

then……

It was the Taoist who told him that he could care about his biological mother, and it was he who told him to at least live for his biological mother.

The old Taoist thought that he didn't take it seriously, but the fact is that he has been following it.

The old man said, "So you still care about her, don't you?"

The boy didn't say that he was learning to care about a person like before, but said flatly: "I can't learn."

He still can't learn.

He didn't understand why he should care about a person, and he also didn't understand why the old Taoist had such an expression when he talked about his biological mother's death.

In the final analysis, teenagers are different from their normal people from the very beginning: "Death, is there something particularly worthy of silence?"

The old Taoist looked at him quietly: "Then what do you think is worthy of silence in this world?"

The young man replied: "All."

All the people and things in this world are exactly the same in his eyes.

Whether it's the old Taoist who helped him and his biological mother, the biological mother who went crazy from time to time, or the people in the Pei family who beat and scolded him, they were all the same.

The old Taoist asked him again: "Then why did you accept my proposal and learn to care about your biological mother and live for her?"

The teenager didn't pause: "I want to find something to do."

The old man imagined many answers.

He thought that maybe the child had discovered the difference between himself and them, so he tried hard to blend in with them; he also thought about some indifferent answers, but he didn't expect such an ending.

Ruthless enough.

The old man knew that no matter how much he discussed with him about relationships, people and people, it was useless.

Because teenagers don't have these emotions.

His world, from the moment he was born, was an egg.

The old Taoist didn't manage to knock out a crack in the hard shell to let a little light in through ten years of hard work; the boy's biological mother didn't even pay attention to the boy who didn't cry or laugh since he was born; the Pei family... The old man just wanted a seed, his biological father felt guilty about his official wife when he saw him, and his "adoptive mother" wished him to die early but was still unable to do so.

The old Taoist thought, maybe the young man is really a god and Buddha who came to cross the catastrophe.

The conversation still ended inconclusively.

The woman who came to ask for a child has to live in a Taoist temple for a week. She has 1 dissatisfaction with the living environment of the poor Taoist priests, but she also knows that even her natal family is not bad, but in the end feudalism still remains. So, her natal family has always expressed one meaning-a married daughter is the water that is poured out.

If she doesn't have a child, she is still young, which is fine, but when she is 40 years old, it will be her turn to have no place in Pei's family.

So she can only endure.

But there is a knife on the head of Ninja, and the knife will not be pointed at the woman herself in the end, but the boy brought by her.

She was also the one who learned the news of the death of the boy's biological mother. Not only did she not feel sad, but she even had a faint sense of joy that she was the one who had the last laugh.

The woman looked at the boy, smiled gracefully and contemptuously: "Now, you are a real wild dog."

The boy didn't speak.

The woman casually rubbed her manicure with her fingertips: "Since the bitch who gave birth to a wild dog can no longer bark, why do you keep the wild dog?"

The people she brought this time were all ruthless, especially the strong man standing by the well holding the boy's arm.Women are most satisfied with this bodyguard.

Without her needing to say anything more, the boy was brought up.

Within a few seconds of his feet hanging in the air, he completely lost his support point, and the whole person fell straight down.

A heavy muffled sound came, and the woman still didn't hear the boy's cry of pain as she wished, but was inexplicably unhappy.

She curled her lips: "It's boring."

This well is very deep.

The moment the boy fell, he fell into a coma.

When he woke up again, he didn't intend to stand up or call for help.

It's not that he thinks that women don't dare to really kill him, he just doesn't care.

It doesn't matter if it hurts or not, and it doesn't matter if it will die or not.

His world has only these three words from the very beginning——

It doesn't matter.

But his life is really too big.

Noticing that the boy hadn't appeared for two days, the old Taoist quietly led a few people to look for the boy in the middle of the night, and finally found him in this ancient well that had been abandoned long ago.

The boy didn't say thank you, he didn't say a word, he just calmly looked at the horrified old man.

The old Taoist said: "Go down the mountain."

The boy didn't answer, and the old man said in a serious tone: "Why are you still here!? Look at the injuries on your body, don't you feel any pain?!"

The boy didn't respond.

The old Taoist stretched out his hand and gave him a gentle push, driving him outside.

In fact, the young man didn't care where he was, so he was pushed all the way by the old Taoist, and finally pushed to the foot of the mountain.

The old man wanted to give him money to see a doctor, but the young man turned around straight away, as if he had guessed something, said nothing, and dragged a leg that could no longer walk away gradually.

Teenagers have really good genes.

Even though he suffered such inhuman treatment at Pei's house, his figure still grew taller as usual.

Women don't dare to tease him about food. After all, the old man personally nodded and brought him to Pei's house, so at least he is not malnourished.

It's just that the big and small injuries on his body are really scary.

Especially after staying in the dry well for two days, the boy's body was covered with mud, and his forehead and arms also had bruises and abrasions to varying degrees.

Because of the landing posture, his right hand and left leg have lost the ability to move.

In fact, it should be very painful.

But he was like a robot who didn't know the pain at all, walking forward blindly.

Wherever you go.

This is a suburb of the suburbs, and it is difficult to meet people.

He walked on the relatively narrow road at the beginning, and gradually came to the spacious road. Occasionally, cars whizzed past him, but no one stopped.

The young man kept going down as if he was tireless, and when he finally reached a place where he could see people, no one came forward.

Everyone avoided this dirty-looking, bruised "homeless man", as if if he didn't walk around, he would be infected with some terrible disease.

The boy still doesn't care.

But he didn't expect that there was a child who didn't look at the road, holding a small cake, and ran towards him without looking at the road at all.

The boy wanted to avoid it, but after all, he only had one leg with full mobility, and he hadn't eaten for an unknown number of days. He didn't have the ability to avoid a child rushing towards him at high speed.

It's just that I don't know whose fault it is. It's not the injured boy who fell down, but the child.

The child bumped into his leg, the boy didn't move, but the child leaned back and fell hard, and the cake in his hand got stuck on the boy's trouser legs and the ground.

The boy didn't even look at him, so he continued to walk.

But the child grabbed his trouser legs directly.

The boy paused.

Then I heard the voice of the child whose voice hadn't changed yet, and the grandma was confused: "You knocked me down! You should help me up! You have to apologize to me!"

The young man lowered his eyes silently.

The child was very beautiful, with big round eyes staring straight at him, and there seemed to be a small wound on the pursed mouth.

The boy didn't look closely, and just as he was about to continue walking, the child grabbed his trousers and stood up.

He patted the ashes on his body, his eyes were a little red: "My cake..."

He stared at the boy again, stood in front of him and blocked the way with his arms outstretched: "You still have to pay me a piece of cake!"

The teenager just bypassed him.

So the child simply stepped forward and followed him: "Did you hear what I said! You have to apologize to me! You have to pay me for the cake!"

The boy still had no voice.

The child followed beside him, strode forward and kept repeating these words in his ear.

In less than 2 minutes, the child's voice was crying again: "Woo... can you walk slowly... I can't keep up..."

The boy stopped in his tracks.

He glanced sideways at the child who was following him while wiping his eyes, and finally said, "I have no money."

The child sniffed, tears still streaming down his face: "How can you have no money, you are already such an old man, how can you have no money."

This is the first time that the boy didn't want to speak, but he couldn't speak.

Then he watched the child sobbing and digging in his pocket, and took out several crumpled ten-yuan bills: "Then you accompany me to buy another one."

Before the boy could turn his head, the child cried terribly: "I'm leaving with you, I, I'm lost, woooooo, I can't find my way, brother... Please come with me, okay?" Okay, I, I'll let you eat the cake, I'm afraid that bad people will catch me to make steamed buns..."

The young man listened to him cry quietly for a long time, and a thought suddenly came to his mind——

Is this what a young master who knows nothing about the world should look like?

Is this the kind of child that woman wants to give birth to?

Will cry, will make a fuss...

The teenager nodded.

So the child sucked his nose, stopped his tears, and immediately burst into a smile: "Thank you brother!"

The boy thought and laughed.

For seven years, something growing in his bones took over at this moment, the first time he had such vivid emotions.

He thought, this is the young master who is completely ignorant of the ugliness and suffering of the world.

The boy followed the child to the cake shop.

The child spent all the money in his hand and bought a cake that was only the size of a boy's palm.

then,

He watched the kid push the cake to him.

The boy didn't move.

The child blinked and said, "Brother, don't you like cake?"

He took apart the fork and handed it to the boy: "It's delicious, try it."

The boy still didn't move.

So the child dug a little cake by himself and handed it to the boy: "Ah."

The boy moved his chapped lips, and let the child put the fork into his mouth.

He actually couldn't feel whether it was delicious or not, but at this moment he thought——

If the god that the old Taoist said really exists, then let him suffer all the disasters alone.

It's better not to let this crying child know the ugly suffering of this world.

The author has something to say: I really...

I cried QWQ