Sun Heng, wrapped in a bathrobe, stood in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the city where the neon lights were beginning to light up. Behind him was the woman who had been following him, looking at him with eyes full of maternal tenderness and love.
The woman's neck and half-naked thighs were covered with bruises and scars. It can be imagined that she had been abused by Sun Heng more than once in the past few days.
"Why aren't you leaving yet?" Sun Heng, who was staring out the window, asked the woman softly.
The woman did not speak, but looked at Sun Heng quietly.
"You know, you have always been a substitute for Peacock in my heart. I treat you..." Sun Heng took a deep breath, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "My father abandoned me, and I really don't know where to go. I
I never think that I am a good person, on the contrary, I am an absolute bad person. The living environment in my childhood caused me to be introverted, autistic and narrow-minded, which is the same no matter who I am. You go, take the money and go, for you,
I just want to say sorry."
The maternal tenderness in the woman's eyes was even stronger. She gently stepped forward and hugged Sun Heng's waist, pressing her cheek against it.
"I will never leave you, because I love you." The woman closed her eyes, enjoying the smell of Sun Heng, and said softly: "Maybe you will always be heinous in the eyes of others, but you are in my eyes.
You are always the best in your eyes. A man who can recognize his own shortcomings means he has learned to be mature. You can vent to me when you feel uncomfortable, no matter what. Because I love you, and I
I think my love will be able to earn your attention sooner or later. Maybe I am stupid, but I would rather stay like this."
Sun Heng, who was hugged, trembled slightly, and a look of extreme impatience flashed in his eyes. But he did not show it to the woman. Instead, he clenched his fists tightly, and the joints made a clicking sound.
He doesn’t understand why his father treats him like this and why he betrays him. Oh, am I really not good enough? Am I really not worthy of his attention?!
"Go! Get out!" Sun Heng, who felt his chest was clogged more and more as he thought about it, growled: "I'll say it again, you are just a substitute for Peacock. Substitute means nothing, it means a toy that can only be used for my venting.
I have already deposited 10 million in your card, take this money and get away, get away!"
Sun Heng broke away from the woman's arms, strode to the table, picked up a bottle of red wine and poured it into his mouth. While drinking, his eyes were wide open, filled with overwhelming hatred. He hated his father for betraying him,
He hates his father for not letting him get the peacock no matter what, he hates Zhao Hongqi, he hates Zu Yanshan, and he hates Yan Fenghuo even more!
"I won't leave." The woman whispered faintly: "If I leave, then you will be the only one left in your world. I am a substitute, but I am willing to act as this substitute. I just want to... I just want to
I just want to... not let you be so lonely."
"Bang!"
The bottle fell straight to the wall and shattered into pieces. Sun Heng stared with his back to the woman and gasped.
"My love for you is my business and has nothing to do with anything; whether you love me or not is also your business. I want to be with you, even if one day you leave me and travel far away."
"That's enough!" Sun Heng roared violently and said with a ferocious expression: "Don't speak so sensationally, even my father will abandon me and betray me, and you will betray me sooner or later! I don't need anyone to accompany me, I only need one
Because I can live well alone. That way I don’t have any burdens or responsibilities, and I can do whatever I want. The world is so unfair to me. When I was in Dragon Nest, Zhao Hongqi and Zu Yanshan teamed up to take me
Drive away, when I returned to my father thinking I could prove myself, I was ruthlessly abandoned. He is my father, I am his son, and his blood and bones are flowing in my body! Am I really that incompetent?
Am I really that incompetent? I am working hard, I have been working hard, because I am unwilling and unwilling!!!”
The woman twitched her nose slightly, wiped the moist corners of her eyes, and walked towards Sun Heng again. This time she did not hug Sun Heng's back, but walked directly in front of Sun Heng, stretched out her arms to hug him, and reached out.
Stroking his hideous and deformed cheek.
"Unless I die, I will always be by your side. Sun Heng, if you want to vent, then feel free to do so."
After saying this, the woman took off her clothes, revealing her body covered with bruises.
Staring at this body that was completely made by his own hands, Sun Heng raised his head and let out a heavy sigh. Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and he kept saying to himself: "Why are you so nice to me? You should hate me, you should hate me."
…”
"I don't hate you, I love you. You are often more like a child, a child full of grievances and nowhere to complain..."
"Awwww..."
Sun Heng burst into tears suddenly. He was a child who was full of grievances but had nowhere to complain. When he was still young, he was sent to the dragon's lair. He had no father, only a mother who never came home all day long;
After coming out of the dragon's nest, his mother had disappeared without a trace; when he found his father, he never felt his father's love for a day.
It can be said that since he was a child, he has never had the father's love and mother's love that other children can have. He has been alone since he was a child, without even a friend around him. He can only rely on himself for everything, even if he is greatly affected by it.
There is no place to express your grievances.
His father is a traitor, and he is the child of a traitor; when he was a child, he was very good, so good that it made people jealous.
The wailing Sun Heng knelt on the ground, buried his head tightly in the woman's abdomen, and vented to his heart's content. It was as if the woman gently stroking his head was his mother, a mother who should be familiar but was extremely unfamiliar.
At this moment, Sun Heng was completely like a child. He greedily clung to the woman's waist, treating her as the only one he could confide in.
Gradually, Sun Heng became tired from the pain, wiped his tears and stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window again and stared at the flowery city outside.
"Stay with me, I need you." Sun Heng whispered: "Let's go...where are we going? Where else can we go?"
"Looking for your mother." The woman whispered.
"Yes, look for my mother. I want to ask him face to face why he did this." Sun Heng said through gritted teeth.
"No, you can't do this. You should understand it and then be an upright Sun Heng."
"Sun Heng who is upright?" Sun Heng was stunned for a moment, savoring the meaning of this sentence.
Maybe it was a minute, maybe it was five minutes. Sun Heng suddenly turned around and gave the woman a beautiful smile and nodded vigorously.
Seeing Sun Heng smiling at herself, the woman was stunned because she had never seen Sun Heng smiling at herself.
"I have a suggestion." Sun Heng came over with a smile, gently held the woman in his arms and said, "Let's... get married! I admit that I love Peacock deeply, but my woman is you!"
The woman hugged Sun Heng like crazy and cried like crazy, but she bit her lips to prevent herself from crying with joy.
Sun Heng took the woman on the road to find his mother, but Yan Fenghuo, who was far away at home, didn't know how to face Xiang Yu who came to question him.
"Tell me, what do you think of my sister?" At Yan Fenghuo's house, Xiang Yu put a gun to his head, with tears all over his face: "I only have one sister, and she gave you her corneas.
Okay, I won’t say anything because she loves you. But you shouldn’t let my sister leave. Even if she wants to leave, you should keep her. Yan Fenghuo, I don’t know what you did to my sister.
In any position, even if you hate her, you should say so outright!"
Yan Fenghuo was speechless with a gun pressed against his head. He was really speechless. Indeed, he should have left Peacock at all costs, but the situation at that time meant that he could not stay. Explain to Xiang Yu? Is there any need to explain?
?Don’t talk about Xiang Yu, even you can’t forgive yourself.
Peacock followed Sun Liuzhi and left without knowing where he went. Yan Fenghuo worried about this girl every day and suffered every day.
"Xiang Yu, calm down first." Yan Fenghuo's mother advised Xiang Yu.
There is not only Yan Fenghuo in the family, but also his father, mother and Tangtang.
"Auntie! Wuwuwu..." Xiang Yu raised his head and cried, tears flowing out again.
This is how such a tall and thick man cried, and this is how King Miao of the Blood Fox Brigade cried.
"That's my biological sister, wuwuwu... My father and mother died early, and asked me to take good care of my sister before they died, but..."
"Xiang Yu, can you put down the gun first?" Yan Fenghuo's mother Wu Minxia said softly: "There will always be a way."
"Kill him with one shot!" Yan Fenghuo's father, Yan Aiguo, said to Xiang Yu with a cold face: "I have no complaints about killing my son. This is what he owes Peacock. He should have killed Peacock at all costs."
Bring him back. I am his father, but I cannot have any favoritism!"
Yan Aiguo has always been the image of a strict father, and every word he says is very weighty. When he knew that Yan Fenghuo did not bring the girl back, but instead let her wander outside, he was already so angry that he wanted to slap his son hard.
A meal.
With a "pop" sound, Xiang Yu put the pistol on the ground and cried: "Kill, kill, how can I kill, how can I kill him!"
Facing Xiang Yu, Yan Fenghuo just smiled bitterly and had nothing to say.
"Kneel down!" Yan Aiguo growled at Yan Fenghuo.
With a "pop" sound, Yan Fenghuo knelt down straight.
Yan Aiguo took out a belt, gritted his teeth, and swiped it hard at Yan Fenghuo's back.
"Crack!"
There was a crisp sound, and Yan Fenghuo's back immediately began to bleed. The wound burst open again, and the skin and flesh were torn apart.
"Stop!" Tangtang rushed forward and snatched the belt from Yan Aiguo's hand, stared at the future father-in-law, and roared like a lioness: "You are all blaming Fenghuo for not bringing the peacock back, but you know
Did he go through anything to bring back the peacock?"
Tangtang pulled Yan Fenghuo's clothes and tore them open, revealing the hideous wounds all over his body.
Seeing Yan Fenghuo's wound, Wu Minxia covered her face and started crying. She knelt on the ground holding Yan Fenghuo's head in distress.
"Mom, it's okay, it's okay, haha." Yan Fenghuo smiled, but there was an expression of extreme pain in his eyes.
The stab wound spread from the chest to the waist, like a giant centipede climbing on it; there were dozens of incisions on the back, four of which were ripped open by the belt, and the blood flowing out dyed the entire back red.
Seeing his son's body, Yan Aiguo's hands trembled, the belt fell heavily to the ground, and he sighed heavily.
He knew exactly what kind of job his son was engaged in, but he had no idea how dangerous it was. These scars clearly told him: his son was fighting for his life!