Chapter 1: Juvenile Memories - Lin Xi

Ever since I was fourteen years old, my memory has been stuck in my mother's hoarse voice saying to my father and the woman: Lintai! You don't go! What should I do if my daughter is gone?!

Hoarse cries came to my mind over and over again.

With a cold face, I said to my mother, "I don't believe in Lin, my surname is Tao." ”

Because, my mother's surname is Tao.

"No, Lin Xi, you will always be called Lin Xi! Can't change it! Mother looked at me and said sternly.

I bit my lip, tears rolling down my face, "But, Dad doesn't want me anymore, why am I still called Lin Xi, I don't want to be called Lin Xi, I don't want to be surnamed Lin!" ”

I shook off my mother's hand and ran straight into the distance.

Yes, since the year I was born, I have been called Lin Xi, and this cannot be changed.

It wasn't until I was sixteen years old, when I was in high school, that my custody was pronounced to my father, who said, "From now on, your name is Lin Xijia." ”

I stubbornly asked, "Why?" I don't want it! ”

He said: "Silly boy, I add the word 'good' to you, I hope that you will be okay and have a smooth life in the future." ”

"With her, I won't have smooth sailing." I glared at the seductively dressed woman beside my father and said hatefully.

Later, I learned that my father had changed my name only because the woman didn't want to hear that my name was so similar to my mother's.

Because, my name is Lin Xi......

Mother's name is ...... Tao Xi.

That day, when I shook off my mother's hand and ran to an abandoned warehouse crying, I saw two thieves sneaking around in a silver-white car.

As soon as they came out, they looked around cautiously, and I immediately shrank behind a van!

"Now, Tu Zhentian's son is dead...... Hey hey ......"

They talked and walked forward.

I huddled behind a big truck and wondered worriedly, what the hell are they talking about?

Before I could react, the silver-white sedan in front of me had been driven away by a naughty-looking teenager with an MP3.

I immediately rushed forward: "Hey! You wait! Wait! ”

However, he did not respond to my words, and the loud music that came from the car was deafening, and I immediately stopped a taxi.

Running towards the owner of the car—

"Driver, hurry up! Hurry up again! ”

Along the way, I hurriedly instructed the driver's uncle, staring straight at the silver-white car in front of me.

The driver's uncle turned his face and asked, "Little sister, who are you?" You're in such a hurry. ”

I said, "Please, drive faster!" Saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter! Uncle, please......"

In the face of my almost whimpering pleading, the driver's uncle realized the severity of the matter and stepped on the acceleration engine.

Five red lights were run again.

I think I'm very unlucky, I just encountered my father's betrayal, and now I actually encounter such a thing as "murder", I think the picture at this moment can be made into a police movie......

-- The police chase the thief.

However, I, the "policeman", lost the car at the next intersection......

Horror filled my heart.

As I got out of the car, I looked around, trying to find the car......

However, it was surrounded by an endless void and concrete walls.

It was now approaching evening, the sky was gray, it was a suburb, and there was a red sunset over my head, and golden straw grew around the field, and I tried to find the silver-white car.

But they found nothing.

Just when I wanted to give up and get out of the suburbs -

A sight in the courtyard on the right-hand side filled my eyes.

A huge fire shines in front of my eyes!

With puffs of smoke, my mind was drawn to another time and space.

The blazing fire enveloped the car, and black smoke billowed and swirled over the gray-white sky...... Rise......

My heart froze, and I hurried to the car.

"How are you?! How are you?! I looked in horror at the bloodied teenager inside......

He was stuck in the wrecked car, wailing in pain.

"I'll get you out now!"

I struggled to pull the car door, and the boy in the car was still wailing in pain.

I said, "Wait! Got you out soon! ”

I struggled to pull open the tattered tin again.

The hot heat burned my hands, but I couldn't care about that much.

The young man in the car glanced at the fire outside and said with difficulty: "It's not good...... In the ...... of the oil spill It's going to explode...... You go quickly......"

I'm a spirit, I don't care so much, I pull the car door!

"How are you?!" I looked at him anxiously and shouted.

"Not dead yet......"

He whispered in response. "Pull me out, quick."

"If you don't say it, I'll pull you out!" I screamed and quickly dragged him out of the car door.

With my arms around my neck lightly, I put my arms around his waist and walked swiftly forward—

"Hurry up...... It's going to explode......" His deep voice rang to my ears, and at that moment, I picked up the pace with all my might.

And suddenly—

"Boom"!

The sound of the car exploding rang in my ears.

The fire lit up the sky!

At that moment, he flew at me, pressed me tightly under me, wrapped his coat around my head, and protected me from the slightest injury.

And he who was pressing on me was already unconscious, and I shook him anxiously: "Wake up!" Wake up! ”

He lay motionless in front of me.

I carried him on my shoulders and struggled along the tree-lined paths.

"Hey! Wake up! Really! Heavier than a pig—"

I muttered dissatisfied, damn it, there's not a single car here, not even a single figure, what the hell is this place!

I finally carried him to the entrance of the hospital, and I was so exhausted that I collapsed to the ground.

"Little master! Little master! ”

A man in a butler's uniform ran anxiously, and the boy was quickly lifted onto a stretcher—

I was about to leave, but I was grabbed by a pair of cold hands, his voice was hoarse, and his eyes were slightly open, but there was a hint of begging: "Don't go......"

I was stunned, he held my wrist tightly, his slender arm, his fingertips were slightly forced, and my wrist hurt slightly, and he said, "Don't go...... Is it good ......?"

I was pulled by him in a daze, and I said, "Okay, I can not leave, but you have to promise me that you must live, okay?" ”

He smiled and nodded, his pale lips curling with a gentle smile, and he slowly stretched out his little finger and hooked it with me.