Paranoid boyfriend doesn't want to heal

Both Ying Huan and Xin Tang are children without parental ties, but the difference between them is that Ying Huan hates his parents, while Xin Tang is hated by his parents.

Xin Tang was shocked by this cognition and rested for a while with Ying Huan before recovering.

He lowered his head and saw the broken glass, so he broke the photo frame completely, took out the photo and put it away.

Ying Huan supported Xin Tang, "Get up, the ground is cold."

Xin Tang stood up obediently, and followed Ying Huan into the living room, which was not spacious but at least bright, which made his depressed heart feel better.

After standing by the balcony for a while, my mood gradually calmed down.

Xin Tang took a deep breath, and was about to go back, but when he turned around, his eyes accidentally glanced at the situation on the balcony next door—it was obvious that no one had been back there for a while, and there was a hint of desolation, the clothes on the balcony had long since dried It was blown wildly by the wind.

The most important thing is that Xin Tang knew several clothes there, and he clearly remembered that they were what Tang Jiuri was wearing when he came to find him.

Tang Jiuri hadn't appeared in person for so long, was it really because he was in trouble?

And the timing is still so intriguing, it's hard for Xin Tang to convince himself that the whole thing has nothing to do with Ying Huan.

Xin Tang's hands trembled a little, and he suddenly realized that he had never clearly understood what kind of person was lying beside his pillow.

Ying Huan noticed Xin Tang's trembling hand and reached out to hold him, "Is it cold?"

But Xin Tang subconsciously pushed Ying Huan away, not daring to see how ugly Ying Huan's expression was, and said "I want to be alone for a while", and then went into the last bedroom that was not checked and closed the door.

Ying Huan was left alone on the balcony, and Ying Huan turned his head to look in the direction of the balcony that Xin Tang was staring at just now, frowned for a while, and suddenly laughed.

"It's a pity that I missed you."

Xin Tang had already entered the bedroom. Naturally, he didn't know what Ying Huan said or did. After he was out of Ying Huan's sight, he squatted down uncomfortable.

The suffocating sadness wrapped around him tightly, making him want to scream loudly, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't make any sound.

It seemed that only a moment had passed, and it seemed that it had been a long time. Xin Tang stood up unsteadily, and looked at the bedroom that originally belonged to him.

The situation here is obviously much better than that of his father's. At least there is a big window with good lighting and air circulation. Rats cannot be avoided, but they are not as rampant as next door.

The most eye-catching thing is the vase with dead branches standing on the bedside table.

Xin Tang wiped away tears, threw away the dead branches, and turned the whole vase upside down, and sure enough, some bits and pieces fell out.

Different from Ying Huan's house, which was full of notes, the things poured out here include worn keychains, movie tickets, candy wrappers, and even cut out advertisements.

I can't see any pattern, I can only tell from the movie tickets that this is something that has been stored since eight years ago.

Xin Tang also found a letter, not in his own handwriting, but after reading the beginning, he knew who left it:

"Son, I'm a father. I've been dreaming about your mother recently. I think she might come to pick me up. But she keeps blaming me for not taking good care of you. I'm really not a qualified father, and I didn't let you After a few years of good life, you still need to drop out of school and work to support me at such a young age.

Dad knows that you have been living hard, but Dad just...can't get over the hurdle in your heart.Your mother...that video..."

At this point in the letter, ink blobs smudged by water have appeared, it seems that he cried while writing, "your mother" and "that video" were crossed out, but Xin Tang put the paper in the sun Next, I can barely make out what is written on it.

From here, the lines become more and more trembling, and the ink blobs become more and more.

"That Tang Xu is not a worthwhile friend. When I leave, don't think about me and your mother anymore. You sell this place and find a place to live again.

Tangtang... you complain"

The word "you complain" was crossed out again, and the letter came to an abrupt end here.

Xin Tang guessed that the unfinished sentence might be "Do you blame Dad?"

For some reason, a surge of grief suddenly surged in his heart, tears poured down endlessly, and a piece of paper that was already stained by tears became blurred in an instant.

Xin Tang knelt on the ground weakly, pressed the letter paper tightly to his chest, and wept silently.

After an unknown amount of time, Xin Tang felt dizzy, his eyes suddenly turned black, and the moment he opened his eyes, he saw a skinny man looking at him angrily, and a wine bottle was thrown at him.

There was a sudden pain in the forehead, Xin Tang's eyes widened, and he fell straight down.

At that moment, he seemed to hear two voices:

One was close at hand, heart-piercing: "If it wasn't for you, how could we go out at night? How could your mother die? How could I become disabled!"

Another voice seemed as far away as the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, but it was extremely cold and calm: "Tangtang, don't blame yourself, it's not your fault."

When Xin Tang woke up, he had already returned to the speeding car.

Ying Huan was driving, staring at the road, showing a kind of indifference and alienation that almost ignored everything.

Xin Tang shuddered, shook his still confused head, slowly got up, and asked Ying Huan, "Why am I here?"

The indifference in Ying Huan's eyes was like a torch lit by a lamp, and was quickly ignited by human emotions. He replied, "You fainted, don't you remember?"

"I have a little impression."

After Xin Tang finished speaking, Ying Huan didn't speak any more, and the car fell silent, only the sound of the car speeding through the wind, showing a strange silence.

Xin Tang looked around, and found the letter his father left him in the storage compartment in the middle of the car seat.

Ying Huan, you've already seen it...

His throat was a little dry, and he didn't know what to say. When he looked outside, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Aren't we going back? Where is this going?"

Xin Tang clearly remembered that they definitely did not pass this half-repaired office building on the way here.

Sure enough, Ying Huan's answer confirmed his thoughts: "I'm not in a hurry to go back, I'll take you to a place."

"Where to go?"

"Well... a place you've wanted to go for a long time."

Xin Tang said in his heart, which place he wanted to go for a long time?Why doesn't he have any impression of himself?

Moreover, Ying Huan like this made him a little uneasy, as if it vaguely foreshadowed that something was coming.

After twisting a few times in discomfort, he tentatively proposed: "I'm a little tired, I want to go back, can I come back next time?"

"Next time..." Ying Huan repeated these two words slowly, as if they were crushed between the teeth and then sent out quietly, bringing a sense of casual oppression, "It may be difficult to have a next time."

Xin Tang became nervous, leaning his back against the seat, and asked, "Why?"

"Because, it will be a bit busy for a while."

"A business matter?"

"A lot of things."

Ying Huan didn't say clearly what was going on with him, but Xin Tang had a hunch that it was because of what happened today.

The route is getting more and more deviated, and there are hardly any other cars on the wide road. Xin Tang has already begun to think about the chances that Ying Huan will suddenly go crazy, kill him and throw his body in the wilderness without being discovered by the police. , the car turned into the road around the mountain, drove for about ten minutes, and stopped at the entrance of the cemetery.

Ying Huan walked in with Xin Tang without saying a word.

Xin Tang didn't know where the cemetery was supposed to be. Anyway, after going in, he turned all over the place, and he became dizzy after a while, and he didn't even have a general impression in his mind.

In the end, they stopped in front of a cold tomb, and there was still a bouquet of withered roses on the stone slab. Perhaps this bouquet of roses would also be taken away by the administrator in the near future.

There are only three words on the tombstone: An Xiaofei.

An Xiaofei?

Subconsciously, Xin Tang turned his head to look at Ying Huan, and saw Ying Huan's reddish eye sockets, but he was shorter than Ying Huan, and with Ying Huan's eyelids half closed, he couldn't tell what was the cause of the redness at the end of Ying Huan's eyes. Hate is still because of being sad.

"Aren't you curious about what happened between me and her? As I said, I'll tell you if you still want to hear."

Ying Huan finally looked at Xin Tang, "Now I'm ready to talk, do you still want to hear it?"

It's a pity that Xin Tang still doesn't have the ability to see through the emotions in other people's eyes, so he nodded slowly: "Yes."

He still wanted to know Ying Huan's past and why Ying Huan became what he is now.

An Xiaofei's story, in Ying Huan's words, is an extremely vulgar love story. In other words, legal news is more appropriate.

An Xiaofei, a girl who grew up in a rural family that favors boys over girls, but she loved reading since she was a child, and developed a brave, tough and free character that is incompatible with the countryside.

When she eavesdropped that her family wanted her to drop out of school and marry a second-married man so that her brother could return with a new daughter-in-law, she stole her household registration book and left her hometown.

An Xiaofei found the bamboo horse she grew up with - Ying Song, who graduated from junior high school and went out to be an apprentice for others, and now has become a regular worker.

Ying Song accepted her, and spent all his savings to open up relationships to allow An Xiaofei to continue studying. He was responsible for An Xiaofei's tuition and even living expenses.

Unlike other stories about women who worked so hard to support their boyfriends but were rejected in the end, An Xiaofei is very grateful to Ying Song and loves him very much.

An Xiaofei would spend a lot of time communicating with Ying Song. Later, although Ying Song only graduated from junior high school, his vision and thinking were not inferior to those of college students. At a young age, he became one of the two contractors in the stone factory.

The story is as perfect as a fairy tale so far, but unfortunately An Xiaofei didn't expect that the rich second generation in her class who didn't care much about chasing her for a while would lose her mind and rape her after seeing the black and poor Ying Song she.

Encouraged by Ying Song, An Xiaofei came out of the shadows and went to the police station to call the police. Unexpectedly, the result was that she was forced to repeat the process of her being violated over and over again. The police station even went to the school to investigate and collect evidence openly. The incident of being raped became known to the whole school.

In the end, the police only said lightly: "Why didn't you call the police as soon as you were raped? And according to the inspection, you have had sexual|sexual experiences before, so it is impossible to judge the real relationship between you."

And all this is just the beginning of An Xiaofei's tragic fate.

Within two days, Ying Song was killed because of the division of labor in the stone factory. The murderer was a recidivist with two lives on his back. After killing Ying Song, he fled.

An Xiaofei went to the police station to file a case, and the police told her that she would go all out to hunt down the criminal, but nothing happened.

It was at this time that An Xiaofei found out that she was pregnant.

At that time, there was no paternity test technology for fetuses. An Xiaofei didn't know whether the child belonged to Ying Song or the rapist, but even if there was only a half chance, she decided to give birth to this child.

An Xiaofei went through the formalities of suspending her studies and returned to her hometown to raise a baby and have a baby. No matter how her family abused her, how the villagers looked down on her and gossiped about her, An Xiaofei endured it.

She didn't have enough confinement, so she hurried out to find a job, and got together the tuition fees before school started.

However, when she returned to school, the result was that her application for suspension of school did not enter the system, she was absent for a year without reason, and now she has been forced to withdraw from school.

Desperate, An Xiaofei went to the rich second generation to ask for an explanation, but was played half to death by the rich second generation.

The rich second generation forcibly gave An Xiaofei [-] yuan to tell her to shut up, otherwise, she would be the next winner of Song Dynasty.

Only then did An Xiaofei know that not only the injustice she suffered at the police station and her being forced to drop out of school, but also the tragic death of her lover was caused by this devil.

An Xiaofei's spirit almost collapsed, and she survived for the sake of the child, but as Ying Huan got older, she didn't have the slightest resemblance to Ying Song, but became more and more like the rapist. An Xiaofei's last spiritual pillar also collapsed.

Most of the time, An Xiaofei regarded Ying Huan as the rich second generation who ruined her life, beat and scolded him, and even wanted to kill Ying Huan several times.

But occasionally, she would cry and say that Ying Huan was Ying Song's child and had nothing to do with the rapist, and apologize to Ying Huan, hoping that Ying Huan could understand her.

It was Ying Huan's 17th birthday, An Xiaofei had a rare moment of warmth and said that she would celebrate Ying Huan's birthday.

An Xiaofei took Ying Huan out and bought him the first birthday cake in her life. On the way back, at the last traffic light intersection only one step away from the gate of the community, An Xiaofei suddenly went crazy and broke into the traffic. At a red light.

Ying Huan, who had just grown up, watched helplessly as the woman who gave birth to her was crushed in half by a truck a few meters away from him, at the intersection where he walked from childhood to university, in this place he thought he could call home.

The cake fell at Ying Huan's feet, mixed with dark red blood, exuding a strange sweet smell.

The intersection was in chaos, countless speeding cars were forced to stop, and people gathered in groups, calling the police and talking about it.

Ying Huan and them were separated into two worlds, he could only see the smashed cake mixed with blood, just like his disgusting first half of his life.

He knelt down and pried a piece of cream into his mouth.

so sweet...

He squinted his eyes, slowly raised his head to enjoy the cold feeling of the winter sun falling on his face, the sweet smell was spreading, and he began to feel extremely comfortable...

He bloomed from the dark swamp, a flower that exudes stench and despair.