"Fourteen years ago, one night, I still remember clearly that the villa was very dark and quiet. I slept in the bedroom, and the door was pushed open. The driver who picked me up and went to school every day suddenly broke in and asked me to put on my clothes and followed him quickly."
"I was still an innocent boy at that time, thirteen years old. Although I was an illegitimate child, my father loved me very much and raised me well. He had never treated me badly in food, clothing, housing and transportation, so naturally I never suffered any hardships. But that night, the driver just pulled me out of the villa. In less than three minutes, a loud noise came from the entire villa. Fires shot up to the sky, and black mushroom clouds were terrible. The black gray layer fell on my head like rain."
"I was stunned. The driver called me for a long time and I didn't react. In the end, he carried me into the car. I don't remember if there were any snots in the car. I seemed to hear your crying, but my head was blank at that time and I didn't know anything."
When Gu Shaocheng recalled the past, his eyes were filled with bloody blood.
Unsuppressed emotions kept surging in the body.
Those pictures were deeply imprinted in his mind. When he recalled them, they were still vivid in his mind, and even the details were clearly visible. He still remembered that the car's glass, and he didn't know which trickster used a paint pen to draw a few nonsensical figures.
He didn't care about Chen Xing listening to a few words, but just looked at the photo on the tombstone. It was the person in the photo. He drove him to escape late at night, and he just lay stupidly on the car window and stared at the villa with fire, keeping looking... and keeping looking...
Until finally woke up by gunfire.
The car swayed violently, and almost overturned several times.
Bang--
A bullet penetrated the driver's body. He remembered that the driver looked at the little slug in the passenger seat. At that time, he saw clearly the little slug in the passenger seat crying.
He pounced in front, his entire upper body rushed over, and he held the steering wheel tightly.
In fact, at that time, he couldn't drive at all, but just turned on the steering wheel with his survival instinct. The driver used the last little strength of his vitality to step on the brakes to stop, forcing the car to stop.
He only had time to say seven words:
"Take a look...to take care of my daughter..."
There are many reasons:
1: He doesn't like her and thinks she is dirty;
2: He is running away, and his life and death are uncertain;
Three: He really hates the little girl who cries so hard;
4: Holding her will really drag him down!
Five, Six, Seven…: He still doesn’t like little slugs!
He can list a hundred reasons to leave her alone!
However, as soon as he pushed open the car door with one hand and stepped on the ground with one foot, the little slug-shaped little arm hugged his other thigh, and screamed: "Brother, dad doesn't speak, dad doesn't speak, dad doesn't speak, dad is bad... woo... dad is bad..."
She hugged him and didn't let go. She didn't know where the big hand strength came from with such a small arm, so she just hugged his thighs tightly.
There was no choice but to pick her up. At that time, he did not have as much strength as he is now. Now he could easily pick her up as eighteen-year-old. At that time, he was thirteen, cursing and complaining that she was 4 years old was dead and calling her a pig. How could he be like that? He really wanted to throw her to the ground and ignore her!