Ding, your little fool is online

Yuan Xing had a dream.

It was a first-person perspective dream. At first Yuan Xing seemed to be sleeping in chaos and darkness, but with a clear and loud cry, he suddenly opened his eyes.

The sudden strong light made him a little uncomfortable. After a short while, he was able to see the surrounding environment clearly. He only felt that everything he saw was upside down.

"It's a boy, this one is good, he can cry by himself, and save me from spanking him..." A strange woman's voice sounded.

The woman raised her hand slightly, and Yuan Xing felt that his gaze also went up a little.

"Huh?" The woman asked in confusion, lowering her head slightly, "You can open your eyes by yourself, this little baby is fine."

Yuan Xing blinked his dark eyes, looked at the woman in front of him talking, and seemed a little confused about the situation.

After the woman put him on a table and recorded his weight, she put him back into a warm embrace.

"Baby, my baby."

A warm kiss fell on Yuan Xing's forehead, between his brows and eyes, in a trembling and thankful voice, Yuan Xing saw a person he was familiar with but also a stranger.

his mother.

Mother?

Jia Yi in front of her is still young, her face is still full of childishness, but her face is very haggard, and her hair is full of sweat.

Yuan Xing seemed to understand the current situation, but before he could react, someone picked him up from this warm embrace.

Wait, Yuanxing tried to struggle, he hasn't stayed in his mother's arms enough yet.

Moreover, I didn't care about my mother. My mother must be very tired after giving birth to me.

He twisted the chubby hand and tried to reach out to his mother, but the newborn's body was not that strong, so he could only watch himself getting farther and farther away from his mother.

The person who took him away was grandma, who looked at him kindly, helped him tuck the edge of the swaddling clothes, and said with a smile: "Oh my good grandson, he is so beautiful, he opened his eyes when he was born, and he still has double eyelids." .”

Yuan Xing looked at grandma and blinked, and sobbed uncontrollably from his throat.

Today is June 1997, 6.

Yuan Xing lay on a soft quilt, kicking his chubby limbs, trying to stand up.

He had been here for nearly a few months, if there were no miscalculations.

There was a rustling sound above his head, and a woman's face appeared before his eyes.Jia Yi looked at him with a loving smile on her face, and reached out to him, wanting to pinch his face.

As soon as Motoko saw his mother, he forgot everything, and kicked his limbs more and more showy, with a smile on his face.

It's mom, it's mom laughing.

As a result, in the next second, Jiayi's face changed, his eyes were full of disgust and disgust, and there was even endless fear.

Jia Yi looked away and disappeared into Yuan Xing's gaze.

At this time, Yuan Xing, who was still looking at the world from the first-person perspective, was suddenly stripped from this small body by an irresistible force, and from the perspective of a third-person bystander, he clearly saw the world in front of him. everything.

It was also in the attitudes of various people that started a rough life.

After the consciousness was stripped out, the things in front of him seemed to be fast forwarded, not as long as the first perspective just now.

At this time, grandma was walking out of the house with the little baby in her arms.

There are not many people in Wantang Village, and a small incident in any family will spread quickly, not to mention the fact that the bought daughter-in-law of Lao Yuan's family gave birth to a fat boy for their family.

Some people looked at grandma and joked, saying where your daughter-in-law bought it, and also introduced me. The one in my family who is useless has three daughters.

Grandma said very proudly, I won't tell you.Then he carried Yuan Xing who was a child to other places to show off.

Yuan Xing stood aside as a bystander, looking at them coldly.

When watching them talk about human trafficking, it seems like they are talking about what they ate this morning.

Yuan Xing wanted to go home to see his mother, but his feet followed behind grandma uncontrollably.

Next he saw a familiar person, Zhang Xingxing and his father Zhang Yong.

Grandma had already wandered to Houcun with Xiao Yuanxing in her arms, and turned to the gate of Zhang Mingxing's house.

Zhang Mingxing was only three years older than Yuan Xing, and was not tall. He tried his best to step on his feet to see the baby in his infancy, and his eyes were full of joy and excitement.

Zhang Yong also had a smile on his face, he took the little Yuan Xing from his grandma, and gently said a few words that Yuan Xing had said.

Xiaoxing must be brave, Xiaoxing must bravely protect her mother, and Xiaoxing must be brave to grow up.

Hearing these three words, the cloud that had been lingering around Yuan Xing suddenly dissipated.

He also understood why he watched his life from a third perspective.

He needs to live his life again and recall the things he has forgotten.

The uncontrollable footsteps just now seemed to be independent, and Yuan Xing stomped lightly on the spot. Just when he was about to run home to see his mother, the scene in front of him sped up again, sending him back home like a kaleidoscope.

"Snapped--"

There was a loud slap.

Yuan Xing stood in front of his mother, but failed to block the slap for his mother. Yuan Hongming's hand passed through his body and hit his mother's beautiful cheek.

This was the first time in his life that he saw his mother being abused.

Seeing this, Xiao Yuanxing, who was playing with building blocks on the bed next to him, cried in fear, crying so loudly that he wanted to knock down the roof.

Yuan Hongming walked towards him irritably, cursing.

Jia Yi hastily walked over to hold her child in her arms, with her back to Yuan Hongming.

Yuan Hongming raised his fist up and down again, and walked out of the room after several times.

Little Yuanxing kept crying, Jiayi also had tears on her face, but she still tried her best to coax him.

"Stop crying, fortunately, stop crying." Jia Yi shook her lips, big tears dripping down Yuan Xing's face, "Stop crying."

"Don't cry, don't cry, mom is here."

"Don't cry, don't cry."

"Please don't cry... don't cry, please, please."

In the end, Jia Yi almost collapsed, allowing him to kick his limbs and cry loudly on the bed, while she sat on the side covering her face and weeping.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Xing couldn't stop crying. He wanted to reach out and hug his sad mother, but he couldn't touch his mother without a physical body in this world.

He wanted to go back to that little body, but because his mission was not to go through this bad life again, he couldn't comfort his mother instead of his little self.

He stood aside, watching everything in front of him with tears, powerless.

At the same time, he also felt the despair of his mother.

When Xiao Yuanxing was a little older, when Yuan Hongming beat his mother again, he stood between the two of them, protecting his mother with his small body.

"You villain! Don't beat mom! You cried without looking at mom!" Xiao Yuanxing pursed his lips, his voice was full of nervousness and trembling, but his movements in front of his mother were very firm.

"Get the fuck out of here." Yuan Hongming raised his hand and slapped him, kicking him aside.

Xiao Yuanxing got up from the ground, covered his face, and squinted to see that Yuan Hongming had already started punching and kicking his mother.

Regardless of the pain, he rushed forward again and stood in front of his mother. Even if he was slapped again, he had to bend down to protect his mother.

Yuan Xing looked on and worried, this was the first time he was beaten by Yuan Hongming.

It was the first time he was beaten, but before that, Yuan Xing had clearly seen how many times his mother had been beaten, and he couldn't count them.

This memory has long been blurred, but this method made him recall it again.

In an extremely cruel way.

In other words, this is the cruelty that he should bear for his mother.

The camera moved vertically again quickly, and Yuan Xing's eyes blurred and landed in a school.

Xiao Yuanxing has grown up a lot, looks like he is fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a washed and whitish T-shirt, smiling with his classmates around him, revealing dimples, the sun is shining brightly.

"Hey Yuanxing, you can give me a lecture later, I don't know how to solve the quadratic equation in two variables." The classmate said.

Xiao Yuanxing nodded: "Okay, I will tell you when I get back."

In the class, the students were distributing the test papers of the mid-term exam, and sent them to Yuan Xing. They praised: "Yuan Xing, you are really good! Maths is almost perfect again! This time the questions are so difficult, you are too good!"

After a while, the head teacher came in and began to announce the ranking of the midterm exam.

"Ahem, this ranking has come down." The homeroom teacher coughed twice, "No. 1 at this age is still no suspense. It is Yuan Xing in our class. Everyone applauds and encourages."

Xiao Yuanxing pursed his lips and smiled embarrassedly amidst the applause.

Seeing the smile on his lips, Yuan Xing couldn't help but also smiled.

Yes, he remembered, he has been among the best since he was a child, and has always been a good student in the eyes of his classmates and teachers.

He is not only for himself but also for his mother, because every time he brings back a full-score test paper and certificate, the smile on his mother's face will be deeper.

Not only was he a good kid, he was a good kid.

The screen changed again, and there was a girl with a red face standing in front of Xiao Yuanxing.

The girl lowered her head, twisted her clothes with both hands, and whispered, "Mr. Yuanxing, I, I like you."

Xiao Yuan Xing and Yuan Xing were both taken aback, their fair faces flushed at the same time.

"Hey, hello." The classmates booed from the side, "The beauty is not shallow, Yuan Xing."

"Don't make trouble." Xiao Yuanxing scratched his cheek with his index finger, and looked at the girl in front of him in embarrassment.

"That classmate..." Xiao Yuanxing racked his brains to think about how to reject her without hurting the other party's self-esteem.

"I'm sorry I can't accept your liking, because I, I only have study in my head! I still have 50 words that I haven't memorized today!"

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yuanxing quickly ran away.

The girl was taken aback for a moment, and then burst into tears, leaving the remaining classmate at a loss.

Yuan Xing stood aside and shrugged, smiled helplessly, and hurriedly followed his footsteps.

After Xiao Yuanxing rejected the girl, he ran to the corner of the stairs where no one was there, leaning his back against the wall, his heart beating faster and thumping.His face was also frighteningly red, and he pursed his lips tightly.

Seeing this, Yuan Xing couldn't help but smile, and wanted to reach out and pinch his face.

Squeeze the blush on his face, pinch his adolescence that made people blush and heartbeat.

The timeline is fast forward again.

Although the speed was fast, Yuan Xing clearly saw the things involved, no matter big or small, whether he bought an ice cream for his mother after school today or something like a female classmate confessing.

The gods and Buddhas let him go through it again, let him fill in the missing part of the memory again.

A birthday hat was worn on Motoko's head.

Yuan Xing's heart trembled, and then he saw the cake on the table beside him.

The candles were lit, the birthday song was sung, and the mother held a knife in her hand, helping Motoyuki to cut a corner of the cake.

"Baby, happy birthday." Mom handed the cake to Xiao Yuanxing.

"Thank you, Mom!" Xiao Yuanxing pushed the cake back, "Give the first piece to Mom!"

Jia Yi smiled, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

"Isn't mom going to eat?" Xiao Yuanxing asked doubtfully.

"Eat." Jiayi nodded, "Why don't you eat baby's birthday cake?"

Yuan Xing watched Jiayi eat the first bite of the cake, and then he cut a piece for himself with satisfaction.

A piece of cake was tied up with a plastic fork, and it was about to be delivered to the mouth.

Yuan Xing desperately wanted to run across the room, trying to stop him from eating the cake, but the ground under his feet was like a conveyor belt in place, no matter how he ran, he couldn't move forward.

No, don't eat it!

Please don't eat it!I beg you!

You won't have a mom after you eat your cake!

But the torrent would not stop because of his shouts. After the entrance of the cake, there was a torrential rain, and the world turned gray all of a sudden.

Yuan Xing stood aside and began to cry again, tears mixed with rain, and he looked at the speeding scene in front of him hazily.

He stood at the door of his house, the door was closed tightly, and there was no one in the house.

The torrential rain was as heavy as in memory, and Yuan Xing looked up at the dark sky with complicated emotions in his eyes.

Mom should have left.

And I have to usher in a turning point in my life.

There were footsteps behind him, and Yuan Xing hurriedly looked back.

Yuanxing's clothes were completely wet, his forehead hair was washed by the rain and blocked his eyes, he lowered his head, unable to see his face clearly, and every step he took seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

Yuan Xing looked at himself with mixed emotions in his heart.

Yuan Xing suddenly raised his head, his eyes were lifeless, full of despair, Yuan Xing burst into tears when he saw it, his feet were filled with lead, and he couldn't move a step.

Yuanxing mechanically walked in the rainstorm, walking towards the house.

He was tired, and he really wanted to take a rest.

Yuan Xing stood at the door of the house and seemed to hear his voice.

With a "click", the moment Yuanxing was about to walk into the house, he felt as if his shoulder had hit something, so he looked back.

There was nothing in front of me, only the torrential rain.

He pursed his lips, closed his eyes tiredly, walked into the house, and went to rest forever.

The touch on the shoulder was still there, Yuan Xing squeezed his eyes hard, touched his shoulder, and grasped the piece of clothes tightly, as if grasping his previous life and his own.

Here his mission seemed to be accomplished.

The scene in front of me receded rapidly, the heavy rain, the yard, and the trees fell into pieces in the darkness like shattered glass.

Yuan Xing stepped on the bright light, looked at the tired little figure, and murmured:

"Go and have a good rest, I will work hard next time."

In the midst of a whirlwind, the gods and Buddhas threw him under the strong light again.

Yuan Xing still squinted his eyes hard to get used to the things in front of him.

It was a piece of ... Yuan Xing didn't know how to describe it, it was a piece of gray, but the nose was full of the smell of hospital disinfectant.

Hospital!

Yuan Xing's mind flashed, and he realized that he had brought that Yuan Xing back.

He tried his best to curl up his fingers, and felt that his body was in pain as if the five meridians and six channels had been opened up, especially his head, which ached a lot when he thought about it for a while.

The operation was performed on the back of the head, so he is lying on his stomach now, and what he sees in front of him should be a pillow.

Just as he was thinking, with a "click", the door was gently pushed open.

Followed by familiar footsteps.

Mister Happy!

it's me!Yuan Xing!I'm back!

Yuan Xing pursed his lips and wanted to say something, but found that his throat seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't make any sound.

Wang Yuyang looked at Yuan Xing lying on the hospital bed, and worriedly asked: "Doctor Zhou, it's been more than a week, when will Yuan Xing wake up?"

Yuan Xing was taken aback, it turned out that he had experienced so many things in his dream, but only a week had passed in reality.

Zhou Lei stretched out her finger and pointed to the screen next to her: "The vital signs are all normal. You don't have to worry too much. The operation was very successful. Fortunately, nothing will happen to him. Mr. Wang just wait patiently."

Wang Yuyang frowned, looked at the throbbing heartbeat on the screen, and nodded: "Well, I know Dr. Zhou."

There was another sound of closing the door, and Zhou Lei walked out of the ward.

Wang Yuyang sighed, sat on a chair beside him, watched Yuan Xing's heartbeat on the screen intently, and murmured, "Yuan Xing, when will you wake up?"

Lying on the bed, Yuan Xing desperately responded in his heart: "I woke up, Mr. Happy! I woke up!"

But Wang Jianyang couldn't hear it, so he could only sigh on the chair again.

Yuan Xing curled up his fingers again, but unfortunately the movement was too small and subtle, Wang Yuyang still didn't see it.

Wang Yuyang got up, walked to Yuan Xing's side, looked at the gauze on the back of his head, and thought about whether to call the nurse to change the dressing.

He reached out and pinched Yuan Xing's hands, feet and legs to help him move his limbs, preventing his limbs from becoming stiff after lying on the bed for too long.

As a result, he grabbed Yuan Xing's hand, and felt as if his palm had been scratched.

"Yuan Xing?" Wang Jianyang called out in doubt.

As a result, the palm was scratched again, and Yuan Xing curled up his fingers again.

"Yuan Xing!" Wang Yuyang was overjoyed immediately, "Yuan Xing, are you awake?"

Wang Jianyang supported Yuan Xing's head with his hand, and carefully turned his head for him without touching his wound.

This is also within the scope of the doctor's order, to prevent Yuan Xing from lying down for too long and injuring his spine, so in addition to helping him massage his hands and feet, Wang Yuyang also helps him move his neck from time to time.

As a result, as soon as he turned Yuanxing's head around, he met a pair of dark eyes.

The droopy eyes remain the same, and the tear moles remain the same.

The moment he saw Wang Yuyang, Yuan Xing tried his best to break away the stickiness in his voice, and slowly said in a hoarse voice:

"Mr. Happy."

"I'm back."