"The pain in the heart cannot be forgotten, only buried deeply, and when the day is restored, it is the day of death. ”

- Obsession.

'I'm you' voice sounded in his heart, but it made Fu Ye panic, as if he remembered some bad memories,

He said with a slight trembling voice,

"Who the hell are you?!Get out of my body!"

The voice was slightly hoarse, and he ...... As if to be afraid,

"Hehe, I'm you, how can I get out?!"

The inner voice sounded slowly, sounding very kind, but Fu Ye seemed to know 'him' very well, and his face changed,

His face kept changing, but in the end he sighed deeply,

……

Past:

In the garbage heap in the corner of the city, four little boys in tattered clothes hid there, covered with dust and swarthy, only those bright eyes proved that they were not 'garbage'.

With longing in his eyes, he looked out and looked out in anticipation of something.

"Huhu~ I'm back!"

I saw a little boy running from outside, who was also dressed in dirty clothes and dirty, and a teenager ran over quickly.

"Come and eat ......"

He wiped his hands, reached out and took out the big and white steamed bun from the plastic bag, and handed it to the four children.

The children didn't care, they just stuffed it into their mouths and gobbled it up, for fear that the big steamed bun in front of them was just an illusion.

There was only one child who didn't eat it, and he looked at the steamed bun with thought in his eyes.

"Xiaoye, why don't you eat it?!"

The boy who ran back saw Fu Ye like this, and asked with some confusion,

"Big brother, where did you get this white steamed bun?!"

Fu Ye looked at the young man and asked with some doubts, and the hand holding the bun was also tight,

"I picked up twenty yuan today, and I thought I would buy you some delicious food. ”

The boy smiled and said quite smugly,

"But that's not right. ”

Fu Ye ignored the stunned boy in front of him, and resolutely spoke,

"We should be good at it, that's what the big TVs in those big houses say. ”

Fu Ye opened his big watery eyes and said quite innocently,

The boy looked at Fu Ye, who was only eight years old in front of him, although he couldn't bear to break the beauty in his heart, but in order for him to survive in the future, he had to point him out.

"Xiao Ye, you have to know that it's all about survival. ”

The boy held Fu Ye with both hands, stared at Fu Ye and said,

"People don't have a hard time dropping 20 dollars, but if we don't have those 20 dollars, we're going to die!"

But this is not in accordance with some human morality. ”

However, as a child, Fu Ye decided that it would be difficult to change one thing, and he still firmly said his thoughts.

"Human morality and etiquette......?"

However, the boy seemed to be stimulated by Fu Ye's words, his body trembled slightly, and he said with a smile and a cry,

"When are we human, we are just a pile of abandoned 'garbage', garbage you know?!"

The boy shook Fu Ye's young shoulders excitedly, and shouted hoarsely,

"No one will pity us, no one!"

Fu Yeleng looked at the eldest brother who was the opposite of his gentle personality before, and didn't dare to speak.

The boy eased his mood and said,

"People will never pity us, and the reason why we help us is not so much to give us alms, and when we kneel and ask them, they are like superior people, and when someone bends their knees before them, they give some reward to the 'dog' like their master......"

As he spoke, the boy was a little depressed,

"We are nothing more than tools that can make them feel noble in front of us, like a toy that is needed for a while and will be abandoned all over again......"

That day, for the first time, the boy showed that emotion in front of him, dead and hopeless.

……

"How's it going??"

The voice in my heart sounded again, interrupting Fu Ye's memories,

"Yes, I remembered, and that's when I realized that everything is about living. ”

Fu Ye lowered his head and said slowly,

"But...... I'm already alive, what are you running out for?!"

"Alive, hehe, except when Xiaoling is here, when are you alive, but you are just a walking corpse!"

The voice in his heart said coldly, as if he was very dissatisfied,

"If I come, I will live better than you!"

"Really?!"

Fu Ye smiled dismally and muttered,

"Yes, let me take control of my life, I will definitely live better!"

The voice in his heart seemed to be a little impatient, and hurriedly urged,

"Really?"

Fu Ye didn't answer, instead of talking to him in his heart, he was asking himself,

Although he was very tired of living, he was reluctant, reluctant to be warm,

"Host confusion detected, the following selection ...... is set"

……