Jiang Liang didn't say a word and walked out of the smoking room.

Ah Sheng followed closely and said anxiously: "The boss is raining heavily now, so he can't go out!" ”

Jiang Liangli ignored him this time, stupid, too stupid.

With such a heavy rain, would he be stupid enough to go out and find guilt?

"Boss ......" chatter Ah Sheng has been launched.

Jiang Liang interrupted him impatiently: "Go find Little Rose." ”

Oh, Ah Sheng was silent.

It turned out to be to find Little Rose, that's easy to do, it must be in the old place.

The two of them stood outside Ward 307, separated by a wall.

The little boy burst into tears, his light blue eyes flushed with tears.

The tear stains are particularly eye-catching on the fair face.

Holding a docile folded ear cat tightly in his arms.

The immature children's voice choked up and muttered to themselves. It seems to say to the air, and it seems to say to the cat.

"It's raining again, do you see it?"

"The rain hit the face and it hurt. The wind blew on the face, and it hurt too. ”

"And the belt is pumped on the body, and the fist is hit on the body, it hurts."

"Blood, a lot of blood......"

His eyes were hollow, and his face was covered with vicissitudes that did not belong to his age.

It seems to be crying something, and it seems to be telling other people's stories, expounding a fact, and it is cool and terrible.

"Everybody has abandoned me, everybody will abandon me."

"Don't trust anyone, don't expect anything from anyone."

The cat in his arms was very spiritual, and his slightly folded ears moved slightly.

Stick out your pink tongue and lick it gently on the back of the boy's hand.

"Meow~" seems to be coquettish, like comfort.

The boy was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"That's right, I still have you, and Brother Liang."

"None of you will abandon me."

"Won't abandon me."

In the end, it's the tone of elaboration. I said it twice in a row, as if I was affirming something.

Brother Liang is a good person, a good person.

Back then, he was kicked out of the house by the Si family. The evil slaves who bullied the soft and feared the hard, when they saw that he had no one to rely on and had no use value, they were completely abandoned by the Si family.

recklessly sprinkled all the grievances on him.

The villain who grew up in the market is very scoundrel in his method of torturing people.

Not to mention punching and kicking, he even laughed and ripped off the inferior belt around his waist.

He was so frightened that he wanted to run away.

But he was pressed against the wall by an evil slave and pinched him to death.

The strength of the evil slave was great, and his rough hands and hard nails dug into his flesh.

It hurt, but he didn't cry.

Sister Ning said that it was useless to cry. The more you cry, the more rampant they become.

One time, two times......

Extremely cruel, he drew blood from every inch of his bare skin all over his body, satisfying their perverted sadistic desires.

Then he smiled hideously and walked away.

Soon after they left, the sky began to rain heavily.

The sharp cold wind blew his face painfully, and the raindrops the size of beans fell on him.

The blood stains on his body were washed down, winding all the way down, forming a river of blood.

The rain that day was very great; The wind that day was extremely cold.

But in the cold, it can't withstand the cold in his heart.

The heart is dead.

The head was buzzing, and the vicious words were still lingering in the ears.

"It's just a bad seed, what if you have a father? If your father doesn't love her mother, she shouldn't have been born in the first place. ”

"It's a sinister species, he was born with malaria, and he killed Mrs. Si."

"In my opinion, when he was born, he should have been strangled to death."

The boy huddled in the corner of the wall on a rainy night, soaked in blood.

Fragile, like a cat.

His face was full of confusion, but there was no trace of resentment.

What did he do wrong?

Why does everyone hate him and resent him......

There was a trance in front of me, and in a hazy way, someone came by stepping on the rain.

It's a very beautiful little brother, like an angel.

Reaching out to him, he smiled slowly.

That smile is like a spring flower.

It is the blossoming of a tree, and the murmuring of a swallow between the beams.

He laughed along and shook the angel's hand.

Is this to heaven, it turns out that heaven, so warm......