On one highway, an old bus is moving slowly, not in a hurry or slowly, and on both sides of the road, there are grave mounds with no edge in sight. The speed was always around fifty yards, and this was the supernatural bus.

"Bang~" A figure flashed and smashed on the side of the bus.

With a huge force, the figure directly knocked the car on its side several times, and three strange people fell out of the car when it rolled over.

And the figure was also knocked out by the inertia of the car's driving and fell on the road.

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"Hit! Shoot him! You bastard with a mother and a mother, and you deserve to touch my balls? You won't hide from the ball? You're so dirty, can you afford to get my balls dirty! ”

"That's it, the little mongrel still dares to resist, but against you, hit hard! Shoot him! ”

On a playground, a group of thirteen or fourteen-year-olds were punching and kicking a teenage boy.

The clothes on the boy's body are very shabby, with a patch in the east and a patch in the west, it can be seen that the little boy's family is not rich, and it can be said that he is a very poor family.

The expression on the little boy's face was numb, and there was anger, grievance, helplessness and even a hint of death in his eyes. It's the kind of dead ash that doesn't see any hope for the future.

The boy didn't scream, just held his head tightly in his hands, his body curled into a ball, and let the opponent's fists and kicks fall on him.

It's not that he hasn't tried to resist, but how can his long-term malnourished body beat the other party, and after resisting, he will be beaten more fiercely, and he can't run.

At this time, it was the afternoon work time, so there were no adults on the playground, only a group of teenagers.

The other teenagers around him did not mean to persuade their companions, but instead watched coldly, some talked and laughed, and even shouted words such as "hit him hard" and "beat him to death".

"Phew, it's really a cheap bone, no matter how you fight, you can't scream."

Maybe he was a little tired from fighting, or maybe he hit so hard, but the other party didn't respond at all, and he didn't say anything, which was a little boring.

The teenagers stopped beating and dispersed to go home, apparently not having the heart to play.

The boy lay on the ground and watched them leave, his face unexpectedly calm.

After struggling for a while, the boy got up from the ground, bruised and purple. The boy limped towards a seat on the edge of the playground.

"Brother Huangquan, you are here, I have been looking for you for a long time! Ah, what's wrong with you, how are you covered in injuries. ”

Shortly after the boy sat down, a little girl with a double ponytail and a white dress ran in from outside the playground.

The girl looks the same age as Huang Quan, both of them are twelve or thirteen years old, but judging from the dress of the two, they are completely people from two worlds.

It's like a little princess and a little beggar

At this time, the girl looked at Huang Quan's bruised and purple skin under his mud-stained and torn clothes, and asked with concern, "Brother Huangquan, why don't you go to the hospital to have a look?" ”

The girl is very smart, she didn't ask how the injury came about, she knew Huang Quan's character, and she probably wouldn't say anything if she asked.

"It's okay, Xiaoxue, do you have anything to do with me? If I'm not mistaken, you're supposed to be in cram school right now, right? Huang Quan replied, and then asked.

The girl's name is Meng Xue, and she is Huang Quan's only friend in the city.

It's just that Meng Xue's family is very strict and doesn't let her play with him, so usually Meng Xue secretly runs out to find him.

Meng Xue hesitated for a moment and said, "Brother Huangquan, my father bought a house in Nanshi, and our family is going to move to Nanshi." You won't see me again, will you miss me? ”

"Yes!" Hearing Meng Xue's words, Huang Quan's hand that was rubbing the wound paused, and then said in a very affirmative tone.

"Really? That's great. Then when you grow up, will you come to Nanshi to find me? ”

"Good!"

That day, a boy and a girl had a long conversation on the playground, and the boy made a promise that he would go to Nanshi to find a girl when he grew up.

However, Huang Quan didn't know that this time separation, wanting to see each other again, that was something to consider in the next life.

Because until he died, he never saw Meng Xue again, the only friend he had in his childhood.

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"You still know to come back, it's better to die outside, what are you doing when you come back, you broom star, it's not enough to kill your mother and your grandparents, do you still want to kill me now?"

It was a shingle bungalow with only two bedrooms, a living room and a measly small kitchen, not even a bathroom.

As soon as Huang Quan entered the house, his father's obviously drunken scolding came from the back room.

Huang Quan's father's name is Huang Shang, which means a very good name. It's a pity that he has the name of Huang Shang, but he doesn't have the emperor's life!

As soon as he opened the door, a dark and damp smell mixed with strong liquor came to his nose, and Huang Quan's little face couldn't help frowning.

Huang Quan's house is the kind of rural shingle house, which is in disrepair all year round, and the house will leak when it rains heavily, causing the home to be particularly damp.

Ignoring his father's angry scolding, Huang Quan returned to his own bedroom, he was used to it.

Huangquan's grandparents died early, when he was very young, and his mother died in childbirth when she gave birth to him.

Huang Quan's father blamed Huang Quan for all this, and he thought that Huang Quan had killed them.

The reason turned out to be that when Huang Quan was one year old, an old monk passed by their place and begged for a bowl of water to drink at Huang Quan's house.

After drinking the water, the old monk said that Buddhism pays attention to cause and effect, and after drinking a bowl of you today, I will help your children calculate a hexagram.

After speaking, he took out a few copper coins from his pocket and began to tinker, without even asking about Huangquan's eight characters.

When Huangquan's grandfather saw this situation, he didn't ask a word, an ironclad liar. However, the old monk's next sentence made the faces of Huangquan's entire family change.

I saw that the old monk tinkered for a long time and then said: "It's amazing, it's amazing, this is a lonely life, born to be the life of the father, the mother, the family, the wife, and the son."

And generally people with this kind of life usually don't live to be twenty-five years old, and they will become powerful ghosts after death! ”

Huang Quan's grandfather was about to get angry at that time, you monk, we are kind enough to give you water to drink, but you curse our whole family.

Picking up the broom, Huang Quan's grandfather drove the old monk out.

At that time, the Huang family didn't take what the old monk said to heart.

Who knew that when Huang Quan was two years old, his grandmother died.

When he was three years old, his grandfather died.

When he was five years old, his sister-in-law, who was not yet married, also died.

Since then, Huang Quan's father, Huang Shang, has changed his attitude towards Huang Quan, thinking that he is a broom star.

The successive blows made Huang Shang slump, he drank heavily all day long, and began to scold Huang Quan as soon as he got drunk, and sometimes he had to beat him when he drank too much.

And just like that, the days went by......

When Huang Quan was fifteen years old, his father, Huang Shang, also died.

died in an accidental car accident, the scene was tragic, and the other party lost a lot of money.

Huang Quan was not too sad about his father's death, because his father had been abusing him for as long as he could remember. Frequent drinking too much domestic violence for no reason.

Relying on the money lost by the owner's family, Huang Quan successfully completed his studies, his grades were not good or bad, and he read two books.

At the age of twenty-two, after graduating from Huangquan University, he chose to go to Nanshi to develop, perhaps to fulfill a promise made in his childhood.

Three years later, Huang Quan was twenty-five years old, and it was also the year he was diagnosed with a malignant tumor in his brain.

The tumor is so large that surgery can't cure it.

The doctor said bluntly. "While there's still some time, you can eat whatever you want, and do whatever you want."

The implication is to go home and buy a coffin to prepare for the future, if you can't save it, wait for death.

Huang Quan returned home, completely let go of himself, bought whatever he wanted, and did whatever he wanted.

Finally, on the last day of his twenty-five, as long as it was past twelve o'clock in the morning, it was his twenty-sixth birthday, but he did not survive until he was twenty-six years old, and died on the last day of his twenty-five.

At the last moment of his life, all the experiences of this life flashed in Huang Quan's mind like a marquee, and finally, he thought of the hexagram that the old monk had calculated for him.

"You're a bad old monk, you're really good."

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