Walking on the road alone in despair, walking with his head down like this, even Duan Wenxuan himself didn't know how long he had been walking, and when he stopped, there was already a strange environment around him-

Where is this?

As if he had suddenly lost his memory, Duan Wenxuan stood there and thought for a while, and then seemed to realize where he was-

How...... Here we go again......

The filthy streets are filled with the stench of sewers, the sound of children crying and the sound of parents cursing from time to time on the corners, and almost none of the houses are intact, even the windows are torn, and the pungent smell of bad liquor comes from inside.

Looking at this scene, Duan Wenxuan's brows wrinkled unconsciously-

Yes, I used to live in this place.

Because his father was the illegitimate son of the Duan family, he was not treated well since he was a child, and he did not enjoy the treatment of a son-in-law in the Duan family, and lived in the slums with his father. And my father married my mother with borderline personality disorder in a daze-

Irritable, changeable mother.

It can't be said that Duan Wenxuan's mother doesn't love him, it's just that her personality disorder makes her always unable to control her emotions, and she can only hurt him over and over again when she wants to get close to Duan Wenxuan.

I have to say, it was a really dark time.

Merely......

Walking and walking, Duan Wenxuan saw a girl crying on the side of the road, he looked at her from a distance, and there was an urge to go over in his heart, but it never passed.

And the little girl looked up at him, as if asking him for help, the dirty appearance of the face was really pitiful, but just when the little girl was about to run towards him, a pair of big black hands grabbed the girl's braid from behind, and without saying anything, she planned to drag the girl into the small black room.

Listening to the girl's hoarse cry, Duan Wenxuan rushed over with one arrow step, and then protected the little girl behind him: "What are you doing?" ”

"Where's the little cub!" From the room came the voice of an old man, who shouted, "This is my daughter, I can do whatever I want!" Let go of Lao Tzu's hand! ”

“……”

Duan Wenxuan squinted his eyes and watched the irascible man walk in with a stick in his hand, Duan Wenxuan had no intention of getting out of the way at all-

He remembered very well that at that time, when his father was beating him like this, a little girl used to stand in front of him like this.

It's just that since her mother left her and her father disappeared, she has never heard from that girl since she was picked up by the Duan family.

Once she protected herself, now it's her turn to protect others.

"Believe it or not, I'm going to beat you here today!" The old man shouted, this ugly face was really similar to the school bully just now-

It turns out that ugly people are really the same ugly.

Licking his lips, Duan Wenxuan's voice sounded a little hoarse: "I advise you to take this sentence back, otherwise I may not be able to guarantee what will happen next." This is your child and you should be nice to her. ”

"When will it be your grandson's turn to teach Lao Tzu a lesson!" The old madman thought that his inferior remarks would provoke Duan Wenxuan, but in fact, Duan Wenxuan at this time was extremely calm.