But every time my father came back, he would leave a large sum of money for the family, and he would buy him a lot of new clothes and toys that the little ones longed for. But he doesn't need it, he just wants his parents to be together, and the family to be with each other. At that time, he didn't know what suffering was, but he felt so sad in his heart.

  Since he was three years old, his father rarely came home, and his mother grew disappointed in the constant waiting, and even looked at him with a hint of disgust. His mother stopped telling him stories, no longer coaxing him to sleep, and no longer even talking to him, and slowly he was locked in the house by his mother, unable to go anywhere.

  And every time my mother came home, she was exhausted, and when she saw the door open, he would obediently call her "Mom". Probably because of his desire and well-behaved, Zhang Mingying will not starve him, and will cook dinner for him no matter how late he comes home, but he never accompanies him. After making dinner, she would go straight back to the bedroom and fall asleep.

  After that incident, every time his mother brought a man home, she would warn him to stay in the cupboard obediently and not to make a sound. If she dared to speak out, she wouldn't want him. He didn't want to be abandoned by his mother, so he obediently obeyed, and the scenes that played out in front of him in the days that followed made him sick and numb.

  He seems to want to fly freely like a bird outside the window. He didn't want to stay in the cupboard, he wanted to get out. He was disappointed in his mother, disappointed in his father, and disappointed in himself.

  That day he was locked in a cupboard by his mother again, still a strange man in front of him, still doing that disgusting thing, and then the door opened, and his father returned.

  The father looked at the two people on the bed with disgust, the person on the bed probably didn't expect the father to come back now, the strange man hurriedly got up from his mother, put on his clothes and ran out of the house. He hid in the cupboard and closed his eyes because his father had done what the man had done to his mother.

  The world is noisy.

  Both men seemed tired, and when they were done, they fell into a deep sleep. He hid in the cabinet and bent his legs, his arms around his legs, in a protective pose. I don't know how long it took for him to fall asleep.

  Night in the town came early, and the streets were deserted after ten o'clock. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, waking the three from their slumber. The mother was in a bad mood and asked her father to open the door, but the father scolded her mother and yelled at her to let her go. The mother had no choice but to open the door.

  He didn't know what was going on outside, only to hear his mother's exclamation, and then there was no more sound. It seemed that a lot of people poured in, making noise and muttering, and in less than a moment they entered the bedroom.

  He saw a man at the head grab a woman's back collar, throw her down in front of the bed, and said viciously: "Is it him!" ”

  The woman nodded busily, while the father looked panicked, and he saw a look of fear on his face. The man led the younger brothers, laughed twice, made a gesture, and the men stepped forward and surrounded the father.

  Hiding in the cupboard, he could clearly see that the men were holding knives in their hands, and the knives were covered with blood. Before his father could cry for help, the knives slashed at him. His pupils shrank suddenly, and he stretched out his small hand to cover his mouth tightly, not daring to make a sound.

  The room was red, the mattress was stained red by the spread of blood, and my father, who was lying on the bed, did not move. Then he saw the man in the lead laughing sadly, grabbed the woman's hair, and said in her ear: "My things, if they are dirty, must be thrown away." After speaking, he slashed the woman's throat with the dagger in his hand.