Chapter 776: A Painful Past

Zhou Qi put down the mouse and stood up suddenly, "Then call her husband!" Her husband couldn't get through, so he went to find her friend, her colleague, a person with children, and now they can't be contacted at this point, something must be wrong! ”

He said that he hurriedly took out his mobile phone and rushed out, and explained: "The person who investigated Lu Changku's just now also continues to investigate!" I'll go and report the new situation to Team Yan first. ”

Jiang Futing looked at the team that was calm before, but exploded in the next second, and leaned against the wall without a trace.

Because when he watched the video just now, he clearly noticed that the real Lu Changku, who was standing behind him, was a little wrong.

He grabbed the paper and pen that no one used on the nearby table, then patted it, stared at Lu Changku with an exploratory expression, and motioned for it to write down what it knew.

The slightly complicated excitement on Lu Changku's face had not completely subsided, he stood there staring at the pen on the table, and his fingers tapped slightly on his side with some difficulty.

Bai Tang observed it for a moment, suddenly walked over, took out a little wolf hair from his pocket, injected ghost energy, and wrote with a rare demeanor: "If you say it, she will be the first person to be successfully redeemed by you." You are not only redeeming her, but yourself. ”

Ordinary people just can't see the words written in a ghostly way, and when others see it, they will only think that he is idle and plays with a brush to pass the time.

When he was done, he put down his pen, gave it a few seconds to read, and with a wave of his hand, brushed off the handwriting.

Lu Changku's flickering eyes were a little more moved, a person who has lived in the dark for a long time will really adapt to the darkness unconsciously.

It's just that you don't like the dark, so you will continue to brainwash yourself with your past cognition and residual impressions, deepening your good hopes in the past, and making yourself think that you are still the same as before.

But when the light does shine in, you will find that you have melted into the darkness.

In this case, there will be an extreme contrast between your ideal ambition and your real situation, which will make you completely fall into an irresolvable contradiction.

He struggled in pain, his trembling hands digging into his hair.

For a while, all kinds of complicated questions were like countless silver needles piercing into my mind.

Did he really hate Lu Changrong so much? Is everything that is happening now really forced by oneself and without the slightest bit of willingness?

He used to be cowardly, and now he is cowardly because of what he is afraid of?

Lu Changku's back was buried lower and lower, his upper body was almost attached to the table, and his hair was already hanging down on the table.

The questions seemed to get out of hand, and his mind began to spin at high speed.

The air pressure in the center of the vortex decreases rapidly, and after reaching a certain freezing point, it explodes unexpectedly.

His brain was blown blank, and he briefly lost the ability to think, and in some remote corner of his mind, suddenly cracked, and something flowed out.

When there was a lot of leakage, he found out that it was a black undercurrent, and he had been careful all the time

A piece of memory that is treasured pours out with the undercurrent.

His hand clutching his hair suddenly froze, and his back, which was slowly pressed down, was still there.

It turned out that the first abuse in my life was not in an orphanage, but in my own home.

And his father, the man he feared, was always humble and polite in front of people, and his style also passed on the influence of his words and deeds to the two brothers.

Lu Changku's smile was learned from him.

It's just that every time such a person goes home and drinks heavily, he will change his face and become an out-and-out devil.

Love, affection, even a trace of sympathy full of pity, everything related to human nature, will disappear into him like a bottomless pit.

In short, there is nothing in man that he should have.

He will be like a madman, looking for a lowly desire for conquest and cheap pleasure in their humble begging for mercy and inextricable pain.

Before he and his brother were three years old, it was probably men who were still rational and did not dare to attack them, until one day after the age of three, when the first abuse began, they had to face countless times in the future.

At that time, Lu Changrong was not such a gloomy and deformed person, to be precise, he was more simple and sunny than Lu Changku, so in such a distorted family, he would naturally prefer to take care of his mother.

In the end, it was ruined to take care of his mother.

More often than not, my father was like a tyrant at home, and his word was a holy decree, not to be disobeyed, not to be disobeyed, not to be betrayed.

But on that day, Lu Changrong boldly opened the door, trying to rescue the depressed woman who fell to the ground inside.

A child at a certain age does not know what a trap is and what a trap is.

At that time, Lu Changkut couldn't persuade him, so he could only hide outside and watch secretly, and let him out by the way.

He was very dedicated, looking left and right with a ghostly head, and then quickly scanned the room, and when he returned to the room in front of him nervously, Lu Changrong had already walked into the room.

But before he could take two more steps, the woman, who had been lying on the ground like a zombie, seemed to hear his footsteps and suddenly raised her head.

Mottled blood stains were all over her face, her messy hair covered her head like a chicken nest, and her clothes were torn like a large rag and hung in a mess, and she looked embarrassed.

It's just that her eyes, which didn't have the slightest brilliance and waves just now, suddenly widened at the moment she raised her head, and she opened her lips, trying to piece together concise words with a few words.

But without waiting for her to speak, Lu Changrong had already taken two more steps inside with an unknown face, and then a piercing alarm fell from the sky, and the whole house was filled with this heart-pounding, nerve-wracking machine whistle!

The starlight that the woman had just managed to light up in her eyes followed the sound of the alarm

, quickly extinguished.

In this family, the so-called disobedience is a very terrible thing.

The consequences of your disobedience will determine the punishment you are about to face.

And all the things related to the mother, all are big things.

When the man appeared, his mother was trampled under his feet like a dog, and he ignored his mother's low whimper from pain and looked at them condescendingly: "Who told you to open the door?" Mom? ”

As soon as Lu Changrong heard the slanderous words, he was afraid that women would suffer more unwarranted crimes, so he immediately couldn't hold his breath, and immediately preemptively said: "She didn't!" ”

The man got the answer and looked at him meaningfully.

Lu Changku's spirit was excited, and he reacted to something after realizing it, but it was too late to remind him.

The man unceremoniously withdrew his foot and walked up to Lu Changrong: "You opened this door?" ”

The cold voice was not angry, Lu Changrong was stared at by him like this, and the confidence of the strong fight just now suddenly deflated.

He took a small step back in fear, subconsciously wanting to stay away from the man, but under the coercion of the other party's eyes, he could only grit his teeth and nodded.

"Very honest." There was no praise in the man's tone: "Did I tell you that you can't go near this room?"

Lu Changrong lowered his head and kept picking at the fingers hanging in front of him, and he picked off a thin layer of skin on both index fingers.

"Huh?" The man gave a nasal voice without hesitation.

Lu Changrong heard that his whole body exploded, and he cautiously set his eyes on Lu Changku.

Lu Changku's heart understood, and he was about to speak, but the man interrupted arbitrarily: "Is it difficult to answer such a question?"

The anger and impatience in his tone were already about to come out, Lu Changrong endured his body that wanted to tremble, shook his head with difficulty, and was picking at his finger hand, but was suddenly pulled by the man in front of him!

Like a rag doll, he fell in front of the man without resistance.

Lu Changku's eyes widened, and an impulse came up to say something for him.

The man squeezed the man in his hand, turned his head, and swallowed the words that brought him to his lips with a glance.

Lu Changkut stood there unmoved, cheering himself up again.

But the man will not give him the slightest constructive opportunity: "Want to protect him? Don't forget, when you indulged your brother, you made a mistake yourself. ”

Lu Changrong was like a chicken being carried in the man's hands, crumbling and extremely dazzling.

Lu Changku, on the contrary, stood there more firmly, naively trying to persuade him: "Dad, Changrong just cares about his mother, he has no other meaning."

The man suddenly smiled: "Concern? It's too false to care about this kind of thing, what is the use, what good can it bring, only means can maintain our long-term and stable relationship, and the best means are violence and pain, everyone will respect you because they are afraid of you

Look up to you and respect you. ”

As he spoke, he pushed Lu Changrong, who was only more than three years old, to the ground, "Knock! It was the crisp sound of the head hitting the ground.

The voice was so close that it seemed to fall on him, and Lu Changku's heart was a little frightened when he heard it.

Just when he raised his leg to check Lu Changrong's injury, the man said coldly: "If you are really so reluctant to go out, then stay and be a companion for him, it just so happens that your mother is too tired to use it now."

As soon as these words fell, Lu Changku felt that his heartbeat was about to stop, he couldn't breathe for a while, and he was stupid there.

When he looked up at the man he called his father, there was no joke on his face.

His throat seemed to be pinched by a pair of invisible hands, and he began to lose his breath.

Finally, when Lu Changrong lay on the ground and looked at him with expectant eyes, he slowly withdrew from the room.

It wasn't long before the boy's desperate and mournful wails rang out one after another from within.

There is just a door between the two, but in Lu Changku's heart, there is a galaxy that can never be crossed.

After this beating, Lu Changrong lost half of his life, and at the same time, he seemed to have lost himself.

So Lu Changrong probably held a grudge against himself at this time.

In the final analysis, cowardice is because of selfishness, and only oneself is valued.

Lu Changkut realized for the first time that he hated Lu Changrong on his face and tortured himself after he died, but what he really hated was actually himself.

Hate yourself for being weak, hate yourself for being incompetent!

Lu Changku's silent hesitation hesitated for a long time.

Jiang Futing looked at him for a moment, took the brush, and added it on the paper.

first wrote the three words "Lu Changrong" very skillfully, then pretended to pause, and continued to write: "You, as well as the victims, all need a chance to be redeemed. ”

(End of chapter)