Tian Yi is 16 years old this year and is the son of Tian Meng, a general of Huaihua in the current dynasty. Although Tian Yi is not very old, he has been training in the military camp with his father for six years, and now he is the deputy lieutenant of Rong Rong who follows his father.

He followed his father back to Beijing this time, and happened to meet the birthday of the right servant of Shangshu Mansion, Dong Boyu, and his father Tian Meng took him over to celebrate his birthday, and by the way, let him know the ministers who came to congratulate him on his birthday.

Tian Yi didn't like these greetings, and after celebrating his birthday with the old servant, he found an opportunity to sneak out, and he didn't know what to do, so he wandered around. Just as he was strolling into the garden, he suddenly heard a low sobbing from behind the rockery.

He frowned, and when he got closer, he saw a teenage boy sitting on the ground with his legs crossed, crying, looking extremely pitiful.

Tian Yi felt a little unbearable in his heart, so he wanted to step forward to comfort him.

"What's wrong with you?" , Tian Yi tried his best to calm his voice.

Dong Zhe'an was startled when he heard the voice, and suddenly raised his head to look at Tian Yi, his immature face was full of tears. After he saw Tian Yi, he was obviously a little panicked, and wiped the tears on his face indiscriminately.

In the process of wiping, Tian Yi saw a very obvious palm print on the left side of his face, and immediately frowned.

"Someone hit you?"

"No, no", Dong Zhe'an shook his head violently, but his tears fell uncontrollably, and his voice was indescribably flustered, "No one hit me, nothing happened." ”

As soon as Tian Yi heard Dong Zhe'an's words, he knew that he was a little scared. Tian Yi didn't continue to ask, but sat down next to him.

"How old are you?" , Tian Yi asked, as if he had completely lost his attention to the previous matter.

"Ten years old," replied Dong Zhe'an, sobbing.

"I already went to the barracks when I was your age", Tian Yi looked at the void in front of him, "My father was very strict with me, and I grew up beating since I was a child. ”

Dong Zhe'an was attracted by Tian Yi's words, and the sobbing sound slowly calmed down, "Then will you hurt?" ”

Tian Yi suddenly laughed, in Dong Zhe'an's eyes, it looked like the winter sun, warm and dazzling.

"It's natural, how can it not hurt?" , Tian Yi glanced at Dong Zhe'an, his eyebrows and eyes were full of righteousness and confidence, "However, pain can make people grow." ”

"In the beginning, I couldn't beat them in training, I would always be beaten, and I would cry like you."

Dong Zhe'an blushed a little embarrassed.

"I thought my father would let me go home if I cried, but it didn't really work. Later, I found that crying didn't get the result I expected, so I stopped crying, and even if it hurt again, I would grit my teeth and fight back. ”

Dong Zhe'an listened more and more attentively, the tears on his cheeks had already dried, but his eyes were still a little red.

"Later, they won't be able to hurt me anymore", the confidence shining on Tian Yi's face made Dong Zhe'an a little swaying, but Tian Yi looked at Dong Zhe'an's eyes at this time, his eyes were full of energy that seemed to be able to ignite people, so that Dong Zhe'an's heart couldn't help beating quickly with him, "It's useless to cry, no one will care about tears, and no one will give you sympathy for you because of your tears." ”

"If you want something, try for it."

This sentence seemed to be a fire, which was thrown directly into Dong Zhe'an's heart, burning little by little.

After Tian Yi finished speaking, he got up and dusted off the hem of his clothes, and walked away.

Dong Zhe'an was a little distracted when he looked at the figure of Tian Yi leaving, he felt that his heart was a little hot, and he was beating quickly. He knew that he was completely different from that person, that he was the darkest and clammy place in the corner, and that person was like the hottest midday sun, bright and dazzling.

Dong Zhe'an looked at the figure in the distance, and his eyes were full of yearning and eagerness.

After staying where he was for a long time, Dong Zhe'an returned to his courtyard.

"Mother......", Dong Zhe'an shouted in a low voice, there was a trace of fear in his voice, and his body couldn't help shrinking.

"You still know to come back", the woman sneered, "I just slapped you, and you can still run!" It's really getting older and more promising. ”

Dong Zhe'an's expression became more and more cringe, "Mother...... The child is wrong......"

"What's wrong?"

"Children shouldn't run away...... There must be a reason for a mother to beat a child......"

The woman interrupted him directly, her eyes were cold, "You shouldn't have a glimmer of hope for this owner!" ”

"How many times has my mother told you, no one in Dongfu regards our mother and son as a family. Their grandson in Dongfu is only Dong Haoyang, and in their eyes, there is no need to save zài at all! The woman pulled Dong Zhe'an to her side, looked into Dong Zhe'an's eyes, and said word by word, "It's just that because Dong Boyu didn't let you go over for the birthday banquet, you cried like that, but it's really promising!" ”

"It's been so long, haven't you even realized your status in this Dongfu?"

Dong Zhe'an's expression had a hint of grievance, and he took two steps back, but was directly pulled by the woman.

"They restricted our mother and son, only let us walk around in this courtyard, didn't let us eat with them, didn't let us go out with them to meet guests, and even told people not to let our mother and son go out to disturb us at the birthday banquet", every time the woman said, Dongzhe became more and more uncomfortable inside, "They have never cared about you, and they are even your enemies." ”

"You're even just a shame in the eyes of that old immortal in Dong Boyu."

"There is only one mother who cares about you and loves you, and you only have one relative."

The woman hugged Dong Zhe'an tightly in her arms, and said softly, but it seemed a little cold in this dim room.

"An'er, don't take them to heart, you have to work hard for what you want, and you will get all the qiē you want in the future", the woman stroked Dong Zhe'an's head at once, her voice was soft, with a naturally convincing taste.

Dong Zhean buried himself in the woman's arms and nodded slowly.

The woman felt Dong Zhe'an's movements, but the corners of her mouth were slowly hooked, with a slight coldness between her eyebrows.