"What, do you still want to resist?" Song Wei increased the force in his hand, and the pointed heels kicked Lu Xiuchen's soft body mercilessly.

This is undoubtedly a kind of bullying on young children. Cruel!

Lu Xiuchen had no power to resist, so he could only let Song Wei vent her violence. Cruel.

He bit his lip tightly, and subconsciously told himself that he must not cry, not cry in front of bad people!

Suddenly, a crisp sound rang in my ears.

A necklace around Lu Xiuchen's neck fell off in the pull and fell on the floor on the side.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand and wanted to pick it up-

However, Song Weiwei was one step ahead of him and picked up the necklace on the floor.

It is a necklace of crosses set with brilliant rubies, exquisite and beautifully crafted.

"You, give it back to me!" Lu Xiuchen's eyes immediately widened, and his eyes were stained with undisguised anger. Abuse, even if he is insulted, he can endure it, but no one can take this necklace away.

"This necklace is important to you?" The corners of Song Weiwei's mouth were slightly hooked, and his fingers shook the necklace in his hand slightly.

"This is, Mom, give me ......" Lu Xiuchen's eyes were red, and he couldn't wait to rush up immediately and snatch the necklace back from Song Wei's hand.

Dad said that his mother was far away and couldn't accompany him, so he only left this necklace, so he wore this necklace every day like a baby, never leaving an inch, in the hearts of young boys, this necklace is equivalent to mother.

Although he had never seen her and didn't know what she looked like, with this necklace, he had the illusion that his mother was with him all the time......

"Give it back!" Lu Xiuchen took two steps forward and stretched out his hand to grab it.

But Song Weiwei stretched out his hand and pushed him hard, pushing him to the ground alive.

Lu Xiuchen was numb in pain, as if he couldn't feel any pain anymore.

In his heart, in his eyes, there was only that necklace.

Song Wei looked at him condescendingly, with a cold expression, "I'll take this chain first!" ”

"Little one, if you dare to tell anyone about today's incident, I will destroy this necklace!" She threatened fiercely.

"No, you can't ......," Lu Xiuchen shook his head violently.

No...... Don't ruin the necklace......

"Then you should be good!" Song Wei raised his chin and put the cross necklace into his pocket, "You must not leak this between us, including your father......"

"Also, you're very bad today, and you've made me angry, so you should reflect on it in this storeroom!" Song Weiwei smiled at him, and there was a seeping coldness in the corners of his eyes.

After speaking, she lifted her feet and left the storage room, and then locked Lu Xiuchen inside.

Lu Xiuchen immediately followed, and tapped the locked door panel tightly, his eyes were red, "Open the door, open the door...... I don't want to stay here......"

Tears that had been endured finally flowed from my eyes.

Lu Xiuchen was hoarse, tears streaming down his face, "Let me go...... Get out ......."

The little boy who was only two years old was Ling. After the abuse, he was robbed of his beloved things and locked up in a small storage room......

The space was very small, the air was very unfamiliar, there was almost no light, Lu Xiuchen was both scared and desperate in his heart, he curled up, pressed tightly against the corner, crying and shouting, helpless and sad......