The morning sun was as bright as usual, He Beichen turned over, he tried to open his eyes, but there was an inexplicable feeling of tiredness. The boy had no impression of where it was. The strange tavern was unusually quiet on such an autumn morning, and the various goblets on the cupboards were wiped clean as if they had never been used.

He Beichen's head had always been clouded, and he really couldn't remember how he ran out of the house crying, and then stumbled into this seemingly inconspicuous bar.

"You're awake." Just when the boy was still confused, he heard such a familiar voice again, and sure enough, as expected, he saw Xie Lan standing in front of him with high heels on one side of his face, and the expression on his face was extremely cold. Those eyes gave people the feeling that they were going to eat He Beichen alive.

He saw her, but to Xie Lan's surprise, Bei Chen's emotions didn't seem to stir in the slightest, as if he was indifferent to her existence, he didn't speak or express any emotions, and completely treated Xie Lan as air.

"Tell me, is this where you came from?" Sure enough, before he could say anything, Xie Lan's finger was rudely tapped on his head, "I haven't cleaned you up recently, you're going to turn the sky upside down, aren't you?" Her tone was tough, without any tenderness to speak of. The woman roared hoarsely, but she didn't have time to think about why He Beichen, who had always been excellent, would come to a place like a bar.

Look at Beichen again, he sat on the leather sofa in the tavern with thin lips pursed slightly, and his eyes were no longer as bright as a teenager. The eyes that should be clear were mixed with helplessness and pain, and there seemed to be other emotions that could not be expressed, in fact, he no longer planned to talk to Xie Lan. The man's words still ringed in his ears to this day, "Cheap." "Yes, he He Beichen is indeed a cheap breed. Instead of living in such a cold world, it is better to die, at least, it is more comfortable.

"Are you talking? Why did you come to such a place? He Beichen's attitude of no one in his eyes made Xie Lan even worse, "Are you dumb?" As she spoke, the woman began to tear at the boy's collar, and in her eyes her precious son had to be perfect. And what happened last night was like giving Xie Lan a stab in the chest, clubbing in the middle of the night, this is the excellent son she has cultivated. The woman was naturally unwilling to admit this fact, so she sprinkled all her resentment on Beichen's body.

At this time, He Beichen completely lost the beautiful word "mother" in his heart, he even felt that he had jumped out of the crack in the stone, and Xie Lan's roar was not worth mentioning in his eyes at all.

But Xie Lan is Xie Lan, she is a single mother who wants to pull her children alone. On the one hand, he was busy with work, and on the other hand, he had to look at his father-in-law's face in a low voice. This world is too cruel to Xie Lan, and even said that she has worn away her maternal tenderness, how can she pay attention to He Beichen's shelf again, so she didn't say a word and slapped her own flesh and blood in the face.

"What are you going to do, He Beichen, I see you have forgotten who you are." Her voice was harsh, as if it had taken a woman's strength to roar, and her hand was so strong that a slap left a clear palm print on the boy's face.

But even so, He Beichen didn't have any grievances at all, he had grown up in beating and scolding, so he didn't feel anything wrong. The heart seemed to have another scar, but it was already numb.

At the same time, Xie Lan also bit his lower lip. She didn't know when her son had become like this, and if he could apologize to her or resist, even the slightest reaction would be good. But no, He Beichen still sat there quietly, as if it didn't matter if he was killed by himself.

This made Xie Lan, who has always been strong, aware of her insignificance, and she felt defenseless in the face of this child as tall as herself. She tugged at his collar fiercely, as if she had to ask Bei Chen to give her an explanation, "I asked you, did you hear that?" Why come to the bar? ”

But He Beichen is He Beichen, he is destined to be silent, he has nothing to say to his mother, he wants to speak. But what can I say, begging Xie Lan not to start a new relationship. No, he can't. Since he is a drag oil bottle, what reason does he have not to let his mother chase his happiness.

Therefore, He Beichen didn't say anything, more like he was really dumb, he looked at his mother blankly, but his heart was already cold. It was like this, and he could feel his arm being pinched by Xie Lan. This kind of pain is usually enough to make him cry, but now he really doesn't want to cry, and as he gets older, He Beichen doesn't know when his tear ducts are exhausted. Tears seem to be a useless thing in this world, but besides, he is a boy, and the world will always force him to swallow tears in his stomach.

"Does it hurt? I don't believe you don't hurt. Xie Lan seemed to be relieving her anger, not so much educating the child as she used Beichen as a punching bag, and the strength of her fingers became stronger and stronger, as if she wanted to pinch off a piece of meat on the boy's arm before she would give up. As the minutes passed, Bei Chen's arms began to become red and swollen, but for some reason, he didn't look like he had any painful expression, as if the person being punished now was not himself, but someone who had nothing to do with him He Beichen.

"You brute, you're so angry with me, aren't you? I gave birth to you and raised you, and that's how you repay me? The more the woman thought about it, the more angry she became, she couldn't take care of He Beichen's feelings at all now. It seems that she Xie Lan is the most unfortunate person in the world, and the more painful she is, the more she can't wait to vent it.

Therefore, her hand strength is still increasing, but it is obvious that Beichen's body can no longer bear such pain. His flesh began to resist, and every cell seemed to be excited. The originally red and swollen complexion had begun to turn purple at this time, but even so, he didn't say anything. It seems that this kind of pain is nothing to him He Beichen, and his strong endurance makes him not take these things seriously.

Finally, Xie Lan couldn't stand it anymore. It's strange that she was scolding He Beichen, and it was just a matter of exerting the strength of her hands, but it made her feel extremely burned. The moment she let go of him, it was as if she had been relieved, and she was so angry that she couldn't breathe, and she turned into a sob.

But He Beichen, who has always been filial, saw his mother so sad, but he didn't feel anything. It was as if a fire had destroyed all the nerve tissue, and how could he feel a trace of guilt. His arm was obviously pinched purple by Xie Lan, and it was swollen in just a few minutes, but the look on his cheeks was as cold as ever, and he couldn't see the slightest discomfort. Just a few drops of sweat ran down his neck.

On the contrary to him, Xie Lan looked a little unstable. Although she was not injured, her perception of pain was no less than that of Bei Chen. Therefore, she was extremely excited, how could she not be a weak person, crushed by the gears of fate and blurred flesh and blood, "Do you know that it is wrong?" "It's strange that although she often questions her precious son like this, he seems to have no confidence at the moment.

Look at Beichen again, he is really difficult to open. Now Xie Lan seemed to be begging him to speak, but he didn't say it. If he said something wrong, He Beichen really didn't know where he was wrong, so he had nothing to admit.

Xie Lan's mood was extremely bad, and the atmosphere in the tavern was extremely cold. The silverhead at the bar had woken up to the devil's roar, but she was reluctant to deal with it. Instead, he casually tied up the hair that was scattered around his ears, grabbed a rag and began to clean up the bar. She's always so busy, but she doesn't understand what she's for.

"What's the use of me raising you?" Xie Lan seemed to be mad, "I worked hard to earn money for you to make up classes so that you could receive a better education." The woman choked up as she spoke, and large chunks of tears fell to the floor, "I'm not working for this family for a day." But what about you, can you please save me some snacks? Is it that one day I am tired to death and you are willing? She was like a wronged child, and there was an indescribable vicissitudes on her face, but it was not enough to make He Beichen feel distressed.

Unexpectedly, Xie Lan's few complaints for no reason made He Beichen extremely upset. It's more like touching his scars, and the blood can't help but drip down. Unexpectedly, he got up from the leather couch, "So, since I'm a burden, why bother with it?" His words were calm, but they were like a sharp knife piercing Xie Lan's heart. He was finally willing to speak, but it was better not to speak.

"What do you mean?" She even looked at the face in front of her in disbelief. I don't know when it started, she couldn't read the expression on this face anymore. seemed to be a little angry and yelled at He Beichen, "I really shouldn't have bothered you so much, you really disappointed me." The woman was originally just an angry word, but somehow it caused Bei Chen to be so excited.

His voice trembled a little, and he seemed extremely out of shape, "That's right." You shouldn't have bothered with me in the first place. He said that he had the urge to cry, but he forcibly held back the tears, "What am I, I am a." So why do you expect so much from me? He walked uncontrollably towards the door of the tavern, watching his mother's eyes lose their luster and even sink deeply, his fists clenched as if trying to suppress his emotions, "So, you just need to raise me until I'm eighteen, don't you?" ”