In the cramped room, the lampshade was covered with a piece of red gauze, and the whole room was shrouded in a layer of extreme ambiguity. (A beautiful marshmallow boxy room, separated by a closet, with two beds, one large and one small, separated by a curtain.)

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On the big bed, there were two white flower bodies entangled together, and the movements were exaggerated, while on the small bed on the other side of the curtain was a small body curled up, his eyes were tightly closed, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his lips were pursed into a straight line, slightly white. The voices next to them became more and more intense, and they even started a conversation.

The restrictive words entered his ears bit by bit. He lay motionless with his eyes still closed. The dead and alive woman next to the man was his mother.

"Han Qing, come here."

He opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were full of fear, his head hanging on one side was clenched into a fist, and he didn't move. In the next second, the curtain was pulled open forcefully, and the five big and three thick men dragged him up, and he struggled. He even asked his mother for help, however, his so-called mother just lit a cigarette, covered her body with a silk scarf, and smiled at him.

The sarcasm of laughter, with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

In a trance, the cigarette in the woman's hand burned out, and the next moment he seemed to smell a burning smell, and then there was a burning pain in his arm. He looked down and saw that the woman was pressing the cigarette butt into his flesh, and it hurt, and the circle around him turned black, red, black, and red.

At that time, Han Qing was still young, and there was only his mother in his world. He twisted his body in pain, his eyes were full of tears, his little hands were on the woman's body, and he cried out pleadingly, "Mommy, Mommy......"

However, the woman's face was not half moved, and it was not until the fire in her hand was extinguished that she threw the cigarette butt aside, and sneered: "Useless things, you can do whatever people want you to do!" You don't do where the money comes from to eat! What do you do, old lady! "

As she spoke, she kicked the man to the ground and glared at him. Say, "Cry again!" "

Xiao Han Qing closed her mouth at once, her eyes were still full of tears, holding her reddened arm, and she really didn't say a word for the rest of her life. Because he knew that if he messed with his mother, he would hurt even more.

He gritted his teeth, got up from the ground, stood there for a while, choked up, and said, "Mom, do you want to turn off the lights?" "

"How can you sleep without turning off the lights!"

Then, he climbed onto the platform next to him and turned off the light, slowly climbed down, and returned to his bed, his little hands still holding his arms, tears falling down in strings, and he wiped his eyes vigorously

。 Turn your head sideways and puff into your arm.

But no matter how he called it, he felt pain, it hurt very much, as if a pinch of fire was roasting under the skin, and he kept crying in pain. Crying and crying and falling asleep.

The night was very dark, and the woman next to me would make a scolding sound from time to time, I don't know if I slept. In the darkness of the night, beside the little bed stood a young man, thin and ghostly, who stood there at some point.

He just stood quietly, looking down at the villain on the bed, not to mention that they looked a little similar, it seemed that one was a childhood version of Han Qing, and the other was a juvenile version of him.

At this time, the child, who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes faintly, and was startled when he saw the person standing next to the bed, but immediately covered his mouth, leaned against the wall, and whispered, "Who are you?" "

The night was too dark for him to see his face clearly, as if the man was just a ghost. At this time, he heard a chuckle, and the person in front of him slowly raised his head, but he still couldn't see his face clearly, but he could hear his voice, and said faintly: "I am you." "

As soon as the words fell, everything around him, including the child on the bed and the scolding of the woman in his ear, began to dissipate little by little and disappear into memory. In the end, there is only a scene of him being tortured by women, crying, struggling, begging, forbearing, scene by scene.

The child's eyes range from clarity to fear, to begging, to indifference at the end. He hooked the corners of his lips slightly, closed his eyes, and heard the child's immature voice in his ears, he thought that he was eager to get a little affection from his mother at that time, and he also hoped that his mother would smile when she saw him, touch his head, and say, 'Han Qing is really good.' He even longed for his mother to reach out and pick him up when he fell, and gently asked, 'Does it hurt?' '。

However, these are just ridiculous conjectures, and you shouldn't even think that she is not a mother, she is a demon!

The surroundings fell into a state of nothingness, there was nothing, only endless darkness, he just stood in the middle with his eyes closed, and in a trance, the familiar voice of male and female love came from his ears, and he tugged at the corner of his lips.

When he opened his eyes, the world had changed, and this time he had his own room, next door was the room she used to pick up guests, and she never shied away from doing anything in front of him. Sometimes she meets a few customers with perverted tastes, and she doesn't even mind pulling her son in as a foil, so that she has more income, better business, and more repeat customers

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He pushed open the door and entered the narrow bathroom, his face was reflected in the mirror, he raised his hand and touched his cheek gently, he was a little stunned, he didn't remember how old he was for a while, eleven? Twelve? Or fifteen!

At this moment, the closed door suddenly opened, and the woman's voice sounded in the night, "Han Qing, let me in!" "

He was silent for a few moments before reaching out from the mouthwash cup, pinching the toothbrush in the palm of his hand, and breaking the head of the toothbrush with a slight force.

"Okay, here." He answered, and turned slowly, and walked towards the open door, and as he got closer, he seemed to be able to smell the disgusting smell, which was disgusting.

He walked in slowly, and the man lying on the bed was still fat and strong, with cigarette butts between his fingers and tattoos on his chest, which he knew at a glance that it was not a good thing. Naturally, his mother was not a thing in the first place, and the person he recruited would not be a good thing.

When the man saw him, his eyes lit up, and he touched his chin with one hand and said, "This is what you call a thrilling thing?" How old are you? "

"Fifteen." The woman sat on one side, her silk pajamas were extremely short, almost exposing her buttocks, "Brother, didn't you just say that women are tired of playing." She raised an eyebrow and smiled.

The man's gaze swept over his face, his tongue licked his lips, his big hand slapped on the woman's leg, touched it up and down, and said with a smile: "Your son? Are you really a woman, and your own son is also sold for it? "

Immediately, the man waved his hand at him and said, "Come, come in, don't pestle at the door, it's definitely not the first time, what are you shy, if you make the master happy, maybe the master will also support you, for you to eat, drink, and study." "

He walked in quietly, closed the door with his hand, stood at the end of the bed, and said respectfully, "Hello." "

"This kid looks very good." He raised his chin and said, "Come, take off your pants and let me see how you are developing." "

Han Qing didn't move, with a light smile on his face, the man waited patiently for a while, and when he saw that he was still motionless, he was annoyed at the moment, snorted coldly, extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand at the head of the bed, and immediately threw it away on his vital parts, saying, "What's the matter?" Still refusing? "

"Han Qing, what's the matter with you

！ Want to be beaten up, isn't it? Do you want to go to school anymore? "

Han Qing's eyes moved slightly, going to school? It was because he had to go to school that he endured humiliation like this. I still remember that time, he went to Han's house to find his biological father, the man who would be cursed by his mother every day and cut off his children and grandchildren. When he looked for the past, he had a glimmer of hope, but after all, he was not welcomed by the world, and everyone wanted to bully him, oppress him, and humiliate him.

Including, his parents.

He waited at the gate of the Han family's mansion for four days and three nights before finally stopping Han Haiming's car, but he didn't expect him to be so lucky, and he stopped their family of four. He spread his hands in front of the car, but fortunately the driver's reaction was fast enough, and the front of the car was only about twenty centimeters away from his body, so close that he could feel the heat emitted by the car.

The driver frowned when he saw him, lowered the window, waved at him, and said, "Get out of the way." "

He didn't move, just stood in place, still opening his hand, and said loudly: "I want to find Han Haiming." "

His voice was very loud, and the people in the car should have heard it clearly, the driver glanced back at Han Haiming, and then called the security guard.

"Do you remember Wu Qiongqiong? I am her son! He still shouted loudly, but he didn't see Han Haiming get out of the car after all, but he attracted a few security guards, how old was he at that time? With a thin body, even if you fight hard, you can only deal with one.

In the end, because of his nonsense, he was dragged to a secret beating by the security guards, and almost knocked out a tooth. However, Han Haiming didn't look at him from beginning to end, the car drove past him, and through the ink-colored window, he only saw Han Haiming smiling at his wife, and didn't even give him the afterglow.

The annihilation of some feelings probably only takes a moment, and it only takes an indifferent reaction from the other party to extinguish all the expectations in his heart. At that moment, Han Qing was desperate, but he probably despaired too many times, and his heart suddenly became less sad. He lay on the ground and watched the expensive car fade away, and the door of the Han family's mansion slowly closed in front of his eyes.

They don't want him, no one wants him, because he's a mistake, he's a useless thing.

He was beaten, and the security guards did not continue when they saw that he did not resist, did not move, did not even scream, and did not even scream. kicked him with his foot and said, "If you are interested, go farther, this Han family is something that people like you can climb relatives?" Don't go home and look in the mirror, what do you look like, it's better to live a small life in peace. "

If, if he could live a small life in peace, how could he come to this father

！ He didn't move, he didn't speak, he just lay on the ground in embarrassment, his mouth full of blood and dust. His hands slowly clenched into fists, the corners of his eyes and mouth were stained with blood, and one eye could barely be opened.

I don't know how long it took, he laughed coldly, feeling like a dog, no, more like a lump of garbage, discarded in a corner. When he laughed a little harder, his body would feel pain, and it would also touch the wound at the corner of his mouth. Just as he was about to get up, a pair of leather shoes appeared in front of him.

If it is said that at that moment, Han Qing still has a trace of longing in his heart, will he be ridiculed if he says it? However, he really had a moment when he thought Han Haiming had come out.

It's just that when he raised his head and saw the other party, the sporadic fire in his heart, without the slightest struggle, was extinguished silently, as if it had never burned.

He looked at the stranger in front of him quietly, he didn't know him, and he had never seen this person. With a smile on his face, he slowly squatted down, smiled and stretched out his hand to him, saying, "Stand up." "He paddled on the beans.

Han Qing didn't move for a while, but looking into his eyes, he knew that he was redeemed. After a while, he slowly raised his hand and placed his stained hand in his palm. In the next second, Han Qing was pulled up by the other party, and the other party dusted off his body for him, raised his chin, and said, "Remember here, you will come back, come back openly." "

The other party held his hand firmly, obviously the smile was so gentle, but Han Qing didn't feel warm, but he got a kind of encouragement, looking at the big iron door, his face also showed a little smile, because of the color on his face, and he was childish, that smile seemed a little funny, and there was a little bit of a penetrating feeling.

At first, Han Qing didn't know who the man was, so he asked him to call him Mr. Y, which was similar to a code name. They meet once a week, and Mr. Y teaches him skills and occasionally chats with him. Later, he also gave him a new name, called Han Zijin, he said: "This name is equivalent to your new identity, just to use this name, you need to get rid of Han Qing, I think you should be able to understand what I mean." "

He still smiled softly, touched his head gently, and when he hit it for the last time, he was particularly hard.

What that means, Han Qing doesn't know very well, but he knows who gave the name Han Qing, and he has to get rid of whom. His mother never knew about what he knew about Mr. Y. Anyway, she never cared about him, and she never cared about his gradual changes, it should be said that when did she Wu Qiongqiong look at him.

What is he in her eyes? Dogs are not as good, when they are obedient to dogs, they will say two warm words, and for him, since he was born to the present, there are a lot of large and small scars on his body

。 Wu Qiongqiong is in a bad mood, or when she is in a good mood, when she sees him as an eyesore, she will beat him, and when she was a child, she couldn't help the pain, and every time she screamed loudly, she would wrap his mouth with tape in order not to let people hear.

It doesn't look like a child! Now that he's older, he's going to resist, and she's obviously not able to do it in terms of strength, and there's less abuse. But she will use three indiscriminate means to pull to pick up guests, specializing in those heavy men and women who eat together. After a long time, Han Qing thought that maybe his mother was already abnormal in her heart at that time, and she attributed all her experiences and all her resentments to him.

Han Qing stood there, his hands behind his back, looking at them with burning eyes, and said with a smile: "It's boring to take it off yourself, does you like to be obedient, or do you like to be a little stimulated?" "

When the man heard this, he raised his eyebrows, and suddenly became interested, straightened up, and asked, "Is there still this set?" "

"That's nature, so which one does you want?" As he spoke, his hand holding the toothbrush tightened, but his face was still smiling obediently, his eyes lowered, and he looked very obedient.

The man patted the bed and said, "Come up first." "

Han Qing stood up, who knew that he had just got on one foot, and his ankle was buckled by this man, and he pulled it hard, and the whole person was pressed under him, one hand covered his key parts, and he gently groped twice, sighed twice, and said, "It seems that it is well developed, how many people have you greeted?" "

"Brother, don't worry, people haven't budded yet, how expensive it is to open a bud once." Wu Qiongqiong lit a cigarette, took a breath, and said with a smile: "It's my son, no matter how you say it, you can't be so casual, right?" "

The man raised his hand and touched his cheek, touched it lightly, and said, "It's still fresh, not bad, make an offer." His fingers rubbed his lips, "You speak." "

This man is supposed to be the kind that both men and women eat, and it is clear that he is more interested in men now, and he is so tender. His fingers stroked down little by little, and he ripped open his pants at once, and said with a smile: "You look like Lao Tzu, maybe Lao Tzu is happy, and he really supports you." In the future, whether this day is good or bad depends on your own ability. "

Wu Qiongqiong glanced at them, got up with a smile, and said, "I'll go out and drink a glass of water." "

The man ignored her, and his attention was on Han Qing

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Han Qing pursed her lips, picked her lips and smiled, her eyes were already covered with a layer of frost, and she said with a smile: "What did I say about a million?" "

"You ......"

Before the other party could speak, he already had a cold face, raised his hand and stabbed the plastic toothbrush in his hand into his broad back, and the blood flowed down in an instant, dripping on his face little by little, and suddenly the room sounded like a pig-killing cry. This person's reaction was not particularly fast, Han Qing pulled it out at once, and poked it hard in the second position.

The man's face was hideous, and he grabbed him by the collar and threw him out. When Wu Qiongqiong saw this scene, she was so shocked that she almost lost her voice, she only stared at her eyes, and she couldn't even scream, only to see that the man's entire back was covered with blood, and there was also a toothbrush handle on the sheets, which looked shocking, and there was an unpicked toothbrush handle above his waist.

What surprised her the most should be Han Qing's reaction, she was unharmed, she stood by the bed, her eyes were cold, and the expression on her face did not change in the slightest. The man was very angry now, like a crazy bear, heading straight at Han Qing, but fortunately he was small and agile, and the man didn't get any benefit after a few times.

Instead, Han Qing took the opportunity to pull out the handle of the toothbrush inserted in his body, the man screamed, his fist swung over, his eyes were sharp, he raised his hand and pierced his wrist with the handle of the toothbrush, and by the way, he raised his foot and kicked him in the root. The man stepped back again and again, fell on the bed, and kept screaming.

Han Qing still stood there straight, looking coldly at the person covered in blood, there was no panic in his eyes, like a robot without the slightest emotion.

Wu Qiongqiong was now leaning against the wall, her hands covering her mouth, and the cigarette between her fingers fell at her feet, and she was frightened.

"Do you want to keep me?" Han Qing took two steps forward and looked condescendingly at the man lying on the bed.

Naturally, the man would not be willing to be made like this by a little fart, with a white face, gritting his teeth and saying, "You wait for me!" Don't try to live a good life! "

Han Qing hooked his lips and said, "Okay, I'll wait, as long as you're not afraid of something happening to you." "

The man left by himself later, Han Qing forgot, he only remembered the smell of blood in that room, he actually thought it smelled good, it was rare to feel that the breath in this room smelled so good.

After the man ran away, Wu Qiongqiong rushed over and slapped him, the whole person kept trembling, pointed to his nose, and said, "Do you want to die?"

！ Who told you to do this! If he comes to the door again, I'll kick you out of here!" I can't cure you anymore, my wings are stiff, so I'm resisting, right? I'll let you resist, I'll let you go out and ask for food! You wait for me! As she spoke, she went out, and the sound of rummaging through the cabinets was heard outside.

Han Qing glanced around, took out a few tissues, and gently wiped the blood stains on his fingers, but he couldn't wipe them clean, and he couldn't help frowning. After a while, Wu Qiongqiong rushed in again, holding a broom handle in her hand, pointing at him and saying, "I don't want to kill you little beast today!" I raised you, did I let you tear down the stage and cause me trouble! I can't kill you! "

She is also indiscriminate, she raised her hand and smashed it on his head, but fortunately, Han Qing reacted quickly and snatched the broom handle in her hand with a hand. He was ruthless, Wu Qiongqiong didn't stand firmly, and fell to the ground in one fell swoop. Her eyes widened, and as soon as she opened her mouth, before she could speak, the hard broom handle hit her mouth, and her mouth was suddenly filled with a smell of blood.

She fell to the ground and looked at Han Qing in disbelief, at this moment, he was standing in front of her condescendingly, holding the broom handle in his hand, looking at her expressionlessly. His gaze frightened her, and she unconsciously moved back, and her heart rose to her throat.

She stepped back, and he approached step by step.

"You...... What do you want! You...... Don't forget, I'm your mother! Her eyes were full of fear, and she couldn't help but roar.

Han Qing raised her hand, put the broom handle against her head, smiled coldly, and said, "Mom? Have you ever thought I was your son? At this time, you say you are my mother? "

As he spoke, a laugh rang out in his throat, and the laughter was so unpredictable that the listener was stunned. Then, I don't know where Han Qing found the tape and sealed her mouth, how she used to treat him, now she has returned it all!

However, the punishment for her is just the beginning, and everything is just beginning. His revenge on them, his punishment for them, starts now.

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