Chu Jiaojiao originally thought that the dream would end here, but after that, she kept dreaming, as if she wanted to dream about Jiang Ci's childhood.

Xiao Jiang didn't like to laugh, but he began to be willing to call men uncles, and then women and men were very happy.

During this period of time, Chu Jiaojiao could clearly feel that the burden in his heart was much looser.

Maybe it's good to go on like this.

But the good times didn't last long, the man fell in love with alcohol and gambling money, and began to beat and scold their mother and son at every turn, he forced Jiang Ci's mother to go out to pick up customers to make money, poured wine on Jiang Ci, and locked him in a dark house.

"Didn't you sell it before, and now you want to sell it, what's wrong with you?" The man cursed, grabbed the woman's long hair and dragged her to the bed.

Every time she looked at Xiao Jiang Ci who was huddled in the corner, Chu Jiaojiao felt that her heart was pierced by a sharp knife.

She sat there with him, talked to him, and said she would be with him.

But he couldn't hear anything, he couldn't feel anything.

Darkness eroded his vision and mind, and his personality became more and more gloomy.

There were occasional men's scolding and women's cries in the room, and those violence did not end, but in a different way, directly hitting people's eyes.

Xiao Jiang Ci occasionally opened the window connected to the room, which could reveal a glimmer of light, but that light was a darker existence for Chu Jiaojiao.

She could see the man venting his desires uncontrollably on the bed, and the woman under him was like a puddle of silt, Chu Jiaojiao wanted to go over and cover Xiao Jiangci's eyes, she didn't want his young heart to be hurt.

But what she didn't know was that he had seen countless times, crazier than this dirty picture.

The world he spied into from his closet was so disgusting.

I thought that this man's existence would be a light that illuminated their mother and son, but I didn't expect it to become even darker in the end.

Xiao Jiangci's mother was forced to do that kind of thing, and then she became more and more comfortable.

Her hands covered with red nails stroked the scars on Xiao Jiangci's face, but there was no trace of distress in her expression, only a long period of madness kept breeding.

"I trusted the wrong two men in my life, I wanted to be good, but they forced me to become like this." Her words curled gently, and her originally dark eyes were gray like withered grass, and there was no light in her eyes for a long time.

"Ah Ci, can you help me kill them in the future?"

Chu Jiaojiao felt that women were no longer normal, and she seemed to finally know why Jiang Ci had become the way she was.

There is such a family, and the experience of childhood is so miserable, no one will be normal.

The white lotus that blooms in the silt will eventually grow into a black-hearted lotus because its roots are rotten from the beginning.

The wardrobe that Jiang Ci had avoided Chu Jiaojiao had also gone in to see, it was cramped and crowded, and she felt that her throat was suppressed after staying in it for too long, and she couldn't breathe at all.

She couldn't imagine how he managed to stay quiet, silent, peeping at the unbearable scenes.

He seems to have gotten used to it.

Yes, it's habit.

Chu Jiaojiao looked at Xiao Jiang Ci's eyes, no longer as calm as usual, his eyes were indifferent and ordinary, and her inside was full of emptiness and shock, because she really couldn't imagine it.

What the hell has he been through?

Until, the dagger glowing with cold light pierced the woman's heart.