Is there a person who is not related to him, but who is protected by you to death? Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

What else happened when I was eight years old? On the bright night, time was stretched slowly and long, Gu Qing and I were originally two abducted children, but at this time, our fates were connected. In fact, my real name is not Gu Mian, but a better name is Meng Anya. Gu Qing is not called Gu Qing, at that time he was still called Chen Hou, and he was only ten years old, but he tampered with the fate of the two of us because of the kidnapping of two men.

The first time I met Chen Hou was in an abandoned rental house, where I was beaten with a leather whip by a man amid a screaming cry. Chen Hou begged for mercy on the side, his voice hoarse, "Please, stop fighting, I beg you." With my sobbing, the man slowly stopped, but he was still puzzled and said: "Cry to Lao Tzu again Lao Tzu and break your legs, it's a big deal that Lao Tzu won't do this vote." ”

At that time, we understood for the first time how glaring it is when the word trafficked on TV is put alive in front of us, as if someone is holding a knife to our neck and then being slaughtered without resistance.

When Chen Hou helped me up, I was still sobbing, but I didn't dare to make any more noise. That night, we fell asleep and woke up in great anxiety and helplessness.

In the middle of the night, the wound on my body began to ache faintly, and I curled up and fell to the ground, nested in a ball, I don't know if it was the cold of the floor or the pain of the wound that made me shiver. Chen Hou was already confused and delirious when he found out that I was wrong, I only remember that that night, Chen Hou was by my side, he put his only thin coat over me, some rough hands brushed my forehead, when the burning of my forehead fell on his palm, the center of my eyebrows showed a slightly uneasy look. That night, I had a dream, in my dream there were my parents who loved me, they stood across the road and waved to me to pass, I smiled at them, but at that moment, a van stopped in front of me, and the man in the car dragged me into the car, and I shouted and struggled at them, but it was so pale and powerless.

After that high fever subsided, it was like a desperate struggle, and I just escaped death, fortunately, when I woke up, Chen Hou and I were saved, and we also met the adoption of the Gu family's grandmother.

Perhaps because he didn't want me to recall the experience of that night, Chen Hou has never mentioned to me how we escaped, and I don't want to ask more.

When Chen Hou and I escaped, I still had a high fever, and I didn't have time to take care of my splitting headache, and my stomach was already hungry. I was placed in a garbage dump by Chen Hou, outside the fence, and Chen Hou stole a delicious chicken and stole an unripe cucumber from the field to come back to wrap my belly. So much so that later, I never ate chickens and cucumbers again, because I was hypocritical, and I always stubbornly thought that it was the most unbearable evidence of fate in my eight-year-old memory, so I still don't want to touch it again.

However, in the face of physical discomfort, no matter how delicious the cucumber fat chicken is, it can't resist the whole banquet of the Manchurian Dynasty, and the body seems to be about to explode when it is cold and hot. It was the most uncomfortable time, the hot body seemed to be about to crack, and I had shouted to Chen Hou several times in my dreams, saying, "Am I dying?" ”

"Bah, Bah, Meng Anya belongs to the eighth king, so she won't be so short-lived." The corners of Chen Hou's mouth were pulled out of an arc, and he said to me with a smile.

"But, Chen Hou, I'm so uncomfortable." Maybe because of his dry and hoarse throat, he has become a little unable to speak.

"Don't worry, I will protect you for the rest of my life and won't let you have any trouble." Chen Hou said in a firm tone, as if he had made a lifelong promise, and from then on, Canghai's life would definitely live up.

That day, Chen Hou went out and brought back Grandma Gu, who was in her early sixties, but her body looked extremely old, like a loneliness that had experienced vicissitudes. When she saw me, her eyes swept over me, her eyes were full of distress, and she said, "How can this be done, go, child, I'll take you to the hospital." "I was a little confused by Grandma Gu, who I had never met in front of me but cared for me, but I couldn't care so much.

In the hospital, the dripping potion soaked into the veins and entered the body, like a general who can subdue demons and eliminate demons, and it dragged its voice and condensed its nasal voice and said, 'I will cure you!' So, I slowly woke up like a fighting Buddha. When he opened his eyes, the sunlight drifted in warmly and fell on the clumsy Chen Hou, like a little angel.

"Chen Hou...," I shouted in a hoarse voice.

"Anya is awake!" Chen Hou happily jumped up to me and said, it seems that he is really happy. "Anya, great! Now that we have a home, we don't have to go all the way around. Chen Hou continued to say to me.

So, I also followed Chen Hou to be happy.

I still remember the day when I was in a coma several times, Chen Hou went out, and on the sidewalk outside, he cried to passers-by one by one: "My sister is sick, can you take her to the doctor." "What a straightforward plea for help, but perhaps those people have already seen the warmth and coldness of human feelings, who would care about the life and death of a strange child; Or maybe they think it's a lie; Or, the dirty kid in front of you, your hands stained my clothes. But luckily, there will always be someone who will bow your head for you.

When Grandma Gu saw Chen Hou for the first time, she felt that this little boy was different, was it that kind of intuition unique to adults? She said, "Let's go, kid, take me there." "Let's go, kid. Just like that, the time of the two of us was rewritten in an instant, which can be regarded as a mixture of joy and sorrow.

Later, beside the bedside, Chen Hou told his grandmother about us in detail, and he was full of embarrassment. Then, Grandma Gu said in a firm voice: "In the future, you two will follow me." ”

"Really!" Chen Hou stared at his grandmother in surprise, his voice trembling and a little overjoyed.

"Hmm." Grandma didn't say much, but her eyes looked at Chen Hou unswervingly and nodded in response.

Since then, the fates of our three unrelated people have been entangled.