Next to the big tree branches, the woman on the second floor took in the qiē that had just happened.

Yan Xi walked into the house, holding popsicles in both hands, struggling to climb the high stairs, his little short legs struggled to step up, because without the help of his hands, his small body climbed the stairs staggeringly, looking extremely dangerous.

But he didn't feel it himself, and clutched the popsicle in his hand tightly, he had already thought about it, two popsicles, one for his mother, and one for him and his father. Their family has never bought a popsicle, he only ate it once when they bought it a few days ago, it was so delicious and spicy, thinking of this little Yan Xi swallowed his saliva, but he was not in a hurry, he would eat with his parents for a while, and his parents who had never eaten it would be very surprised.

Yan Xi ran up to the second floor with a sigh, and the Xiaoice stick at this time slipped and fell into his little hand. Yan Xi lowered his head and licked the popsicle juice on the back of his hand, the sweet feeling spread from the tip of his tongue to his psychology, Yan Xi immediately smiled and squinted his eyes, and happily ran to the study where his mother often stayed.

And behind Xiao Yan Xi's back, there was an adult Yan Xi, who did not have the slightest expression, and followed Xiao Yan Xi step by step to the study, behind that door there were his parents who were still alive. The memories that had settled in the depths of my mind gradually became vivid as the familiar picture was awakened, and the qiē in front of my eyes gradually became vivid.

Xiao Yan Xi was unconscious, at this time he had already run to the study, and the faint sound of speech from inside was getting clearer and clearer, Xiao Yan Xi had a happy smile on his face, walked to the door of the study, and heard the quarrel coming from inside.

“…… I've not seen this happen once or twice. And a few days ago, the neighbor's mother told me that her daughter's milk every day was taken away by Yan Xi, and he picked the books first when the kindergarten started, and the game who made him unhappy would isolate the other party, yes, these are all small things for children, but it can also be seen from them that this child is too selfish and abnormal. Yan's mother's angry voice came from inside the room. A long list of words made him stunned at the door.

Father Yan's voice also followed: "This ...... It may be that Yan Xi is still young. ”

"Small, how small. Three-year-olds look big, five-year-olds look old. He's five years old. I sue you, don't expect him to be filial to you in the future, that's it, it's good if you don't rob your money when you're old. ”

"Yan Xi is indeed not a particularly obedient child, but ......"

"But what!" Yan's mother's voice was full of tears: "I regret it very much. ”

Father Yan sighed: "Don't think too much. ”

"I knew earlier, I knew ...... earlier" Yan's mother's voice was extremely unwilling.

"Alright, alright."

What did you know? Yan Xi never heard Yan's mother's words, he stood at the door, the popsicle in his hand was half dissolved, the wet sugar water flowed down his hand, his hand was sticky, he lowered his head, and he was at a loss. He looked up again at the tightly closed door. The soles of my feet seemed to be frozen, and I couldn't walk.

The sound of the child crying from the window next to him came from the window, as if he was infected, and his eyes couldn't help but be hazy, and he held his breath in his chest, and he couldn't wait to cry aggrieved, splashing and rolling, so that the whole world knew that he was sad as if the world had collapsed. But when he heard these words, he vaguely understood in his heart that no matter how sad and miserable he was crying, the people he cared about might not really coax him.

He held back his tears, clenched the popsicle tightly, and heard his father's comforting voice inside, and after a long time, he came back to his senses and left quietly.

He returned to the room and snuggled silently in the corner, the two popsicles in his hands were half-melted, half-wrapped in leather paper, the sugar water was dripping on the ground, and the sugar water flowing in his palms was half-dry, slimy, and very uncomfortable. It was so uncomfortable that Yan Xi couldn't hold back any longer, and tears fell with it.

He cried quietly, without making a sound. He hid in the corner, like a child stealing food, and cried silently while eating both popsicles into his stomach.

The sweet taste is salty.

Not surprisingly, he went to the hospital in the evening, because he ate too many popsicles, his young stomach could not withstand the stimulation, and his stomach crampeded. He spent the night in the hospital and went to school the next day with a pale face.

When he came to the hospital, his table mate rushed to him, took out a red and bright apple from his schoolbag, put it in front of him, raised a pink little face, and looked at Yan Xi with a blank eye: "Yan Xi, I brought apples again today, and I specially picked the best one at home, you eat." ”

Yan Xi looked at the cute apple, pursed his lips, and stuffed the apple back to the table.

"I don't want it, and I don't want your fruit anymore. Don't bring it to me. ”

The same table looked at Yan Xi in a daze, and for a while he didn't understand what made Yan Xi not angry, and stammered: "Yan Xi, don't be angry,"

Yan Xi shook his head: "I'm not angry, I just don't want to eat apples." ”

In fact, Yan Xi didn't know why other people's milk apples were given to him, and he let him pick the books in the kindergarten first, and if someone made him unhappy when he played games, he didn't care about what was wrong with others. But he knew that his mother would be upset about it, so he changed it.

But it doesn't seem to work. His mother was still gentle to him on the surface, but in private she often complained to his father about his affairs. Because he is too young, the child's behavior is always too obvious, and his selfishness is ingrained in his mother, yet his disguised selfish flattery becomes hypocrisy.

Yan Xi always sat at the door quietly masochistic and listened to their criticism of herself, and the most common sentence in her mother's mouth was, how could he be so selfish, so hypocritical, he was so abnormal.

Her mother's mouth was full of hatred, as if Yan Xi was a rat poop in a pot of soup that ruined her life.

Under the influence of such verbal violence, Yan Xi became more and more silent, and his mother magnified his shortcomings countless times, and he couldn't deny those facts, so that he agreed with his mother's words from the bottom of his heart. Yes, he is so selfish, so despicable, so hateful, cold-blooded and ruthless.

This thought continued until he was older, knowing that such an idea was wrong, and then he was slowly suppressed, but there was no way, the words he had heard since childhood had been deeply rooted in his heart, and he became more and more reticent, more and more cold and ruthless, and more and more in the direction of his mother's disgust.

And at this time, Yan Xi didn't care anymore. Then came the parents' car accident. It was just a very simple accident, they were walking down the road plainly, and a runaway truck sped towards them, and the car did not hit them, but the steel bars on the truck stabbed at them with the collision. The mother, who was walking on the outside, was the first to notice, but her knee-jerk reaction was to scream and pull his son over in front of her.

The steel bar passed through the chest of the mat, through his body and stabbed at his mother in the back, straight into the heart. Before his father could react, several steel bars pierced his body and died on the spot.

And Yan Xi and his mother were rescued, and only Yan Xi, who had a big life, survived.

Awakened in the rescue, Yan Xi had difficulty breathing, half-squinted and laboriously opened his eyes, in the shaky vision, the doctors talked as if they were far away, he listened to the electrocardiogram on the flat line in his ear, the death announced by the doctor, on the cold operating table, he didn't know if he had tears, but after that, he definitely didn't cry for them again,

In fact, Yan Xi has always wondered why his mother would be so harsh on him. Later, after the death of his parents, he learned all the truth in his mother's diary.

His parents were professors at the university and were ugly, but they were known to be good-hearted people. Of course, doing good deeds may be because they can't have children, and they want to accumulate virtue. But their good deeds did not give them their wish. They had no choice but to go to an orphanage and adopt a child.

Yan Xi is that child.

Originally, it was not Yan Xi who they decided to adopt, but a parent who was a policeman and sacrificed for the people. The only child has no one to take care of, a child from a poor background. But Yan's father and mother saw Yuxue's lovely Yan Xi in the orphanage, and their delicate faces captured them at once, compared to the gray premature baby, Yan Xi was more in line with the image of the child in their hearts.

So tossing and turning, they hesitated for more than ten days, and changed the child with guilt.

It may be the first time in her life to do a bad thing, at the beginning of the Yan Xi Yan mother was happy for a while, but it is always good not to get it, as soon as she saw the healthy Yan Xi, she thought of the poor and thin premature baby from time to time, and felt guilty, gradually, she regretted her original decision.

Later, when Yan Xi was more than three years old, Yan's mother, who was originally judged to never get pregnant again, was pregnant with a child, and Yan's mother was overjoyed. But it didn't take long for the child to be gone. Coincidentally, before the child was gone, the emaciated premature baby died three days earlier than the child.

Yan's mother, who lost her child, couldn't bear the blow, thinking that she had done something bad at the beginning, and chose to adopt Yan Xi instead of adopting the poor child, so the child died because she was not well cared for, so resentment also took away her child.

This is why Yan Mu hates Yan Xi so much.