"Tim, tell me, when are you willing to come back?"

The male voice on the other end of the phone seemed to be forcibly suppressing anger, and that voice sounded so familiar, yet so unfamiliar.

Avi was silent, he didn't know how to answer his father's question.

Tim was his name, but he didn't want to admit his father's name, preferring to be called Avi and Avi.

It wasn't the first time the two of them had spoken to each other, but Avi was holding on every time, and now that the nightmarish voice sounded again, a deep sense of powerlessness rose in his heart.

Every time at this time, he thinks that if it weren't for the phone, he would definitely beat himself up again, right?

While scolding the bitch, he cursed his damn bitch, mixed with heavy breathing full of alcohol, and his heavy leather boots stomped on his face, even though it was already black and red stained with blood.

He didn't even remember when he had become accustomed to being beaten and bruised and swollen.

Maybe after his mother ran away with other men, the beatings and abuse have become more and more serious?

But what woman can endure endless domestic violence?

Perhaps the mother's choice was not the wrong one?

But why didn't she take herself with her to start a new life?

Why should you have a child to bear all this?

What am I doing wrong again?

Could it be that my mother ran away with another man, and that proves that I am a wild seed born by someone else?

Since I'm not your child, why are you torturing me like this?

"Damn bastard! Listen to me, I don't have money to buy marijuana, how the hell is marijuana getting more and more expensive! If it weren't for my Hutley getting old, I'd definitely be going to punch that marijuana guy in the fat face!"

Perhaps accustomed to Tim's silence, Heatley on the other side had already scolded himself.

"I think when I was younger, but I was the marijuana boss on Newhorse Street! How else would that bitch marry me? That bitch is more addicted to drugs than I am! Oh shit! I want to kill this bitch when I think of her!"

The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became furious: "This damn bitch! Don't let Lao Tzu touch you!!"

Avi had heard so much of this overindulgence that he ignored it, as if he hadn't heard it, but he didn't dare to hang up the phone without permission, for fear that Hutley would come to him and beat him up.

"Do you hear me? Send me 5,000 euros right now! Hurry up! I need money right now! Or I'm going to die! Ahh

Again.

Hütley never wanted to let himself go back, he just wanted to ask himself for money.

He doesn't care if he's in Sweden or Belgium, he doesn't care what kind of work he does, he just needs money, he wants money as soon as he gets addicted, and if he doesn't have money, it's a beating.

"I only gave you three thousand euros last month, I'm that much, I only earn so much every month, I'll give it to you really, Hutley, I really don't have any money"

Avi curled up in the corner, hiding his head in some pain, and he could only explain weakly.

"Oh, you damn bastard! You're a liar like that bitch! Naked liar! Get the damn money out! Hurry up! I'm running out of patience!"

Hutley on the other end of the line became more and more furious, and he swore that if Tim was in front of him at this time, he would definitely pull him over and beat him up!

"I'm really, really out of money"

Avi's voice grew quieter, bordering on despair.

"Why did you go to Belgium because you didn't have money? What ridiculous dreams did you have?

The thought of this little bastard hiding himself and sneaking away to Belgium alone made Hutley furious again.

He felt the deception, the same deception as that bitch!

If it weren't for the location on his phone, he wouldn't even know that this had run to Brussels, Belgium!

"Damn it! Get me back right away if you don't have any money! Come back and go back to that goddamn club! You still have some steady income there! You goddamn shit!"

Thinking that this threat was not strong enough, Huutley roared viciously and loudly!

"You bastard! Better not have those stupid ideas!Don't let me go to Belgium to find you!I know where you are!I know where your company is!Dead Poets Society, right? Hahaha, that's so easy to find!"

A creepy laugh rang out, but the words made Avi's heart sink suddenly.

"Oh no!

"Don't let me find you! You haven't tasted my shoes for a long time, have you? Hahaha! You damn bastard! If you don't come back, I'm going to beat you slut!"

As soon as he heard that he would let him go back, and even have to run to the company to make trouble, Avi was suddenly a little flustered, and he hurriedly begged.

"No, no! Hutley! Don't! It's really my dream! It's really important to me! I'll find a way to get you the money, okay? Don't let me go back! Please, please."

When the beep of hanging up the blind tone came from the phone, Avi was almost on the verge of collapse.

He stared blankly at the phone in his hand, only to feel as if everything had lost hope.

Kevin directly hit his new song back, and his father forced him to return to China, is his dream chasing road doomed to be shattered before it has even begun?

Just when he was in despair, he suddenly saw Rayray's name.

In an instant, he seemed to have grasped the last straw that saved his life!

His fingers trembled, and he pressed the dial button

"Hello, what's wrong, Avi, are you going to tell me about the Grammys? hahaha! I already know! Kevin has told me haha!"

The voice on the other end of the phone was full of vitality and sunshine, and in a trance, Rayray, who seemed to be laughing cheerfully, stood in front of him again.

"No, no, rayray, I, I want to tell you two things, I hope you can help me"

Thundercloud listened to Avina's distinctly deep voice, and suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

"Hey man, what's going on? Tell me and I'll help you out. “

Thundercloud's reply was succinct, yet powerful.

"Whew"

In an instant, Avi's long-standing emotions finally collapsed, and tears couldn't stop pouring down

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