Xiao Yan mistakenly grabbed the bamboo butterfly that she fell out of the middle of the way, this ridiculous gift was just a testament to how powerless this tragedy was, and he fiercely threw this thing that had taken him a day to compile into the distance, and said hoarsely: "Fake! It's all fake! I hate him, I hate you, I hate all of you! ”

"Xiaoyu, don't, don't hate ......" The woman pulled Xiaoyu, and there was no excuse to hide her tear-stained face.

"Why don't you hate? Am I not even qualified to hate? Mother, we are also flesh and blood and feelings, why do we have to constantly be tolerant and tolerant, but no one has ever cared!! Xiao Yan staggered down in front of her mother and shook her shoulders vigorously, trying to shake her up from this obsession.

"Xiaoyu, only tolerance can be liberated. The last thing my mother wants is to see that Xiaoyu's heart is surrounded by hatred and can't see the beauty. Mother hopes that Xiaoyu will be happy, have no hatred, and have a broad mind like the sea. ”

"Happy? I don't feel happy! Not at all! Mother, are you happy? I've long forgotten what it's like to be happy! Xiao Yan laughed angrily.

"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu-" The woman wanted to say something more, but Xiao Yancuo didn't want to listen to it anymore, to listen to these pale and powerless self-comforts, to listen to these hateful excuses, because of her reluctance, she turned herself into a complete tragedy!

He turned around and ran away, for so many years, he also endured very hard, he hated his father's hesitation, hated his mother's weakness, hated the innocence of the mother and daughter, but he had to endure all this, and he had to play a good son who was well-behaved and sensible in front of them, he had endured it so much that he was about to vomit and go crazy!

He ran so presumptuously and willfully, tears spilling behind him with the wind, leaving behind his mother.

He ran for a while, and suddenly stopped again, he was worried, and he couldn't worry about his mother, who had trouble moving, so he came back again, hid under a tree, and quietly looked at his mother at the end of the sunset, and watched her stand up gracefully and slowly, and staggered somewhere, many times he wanted to run to help her, but gritted his teeth and held back.

The woman searched among the grass and bushes for a long time, and finally found the bamboo butterfly that was thrown out, she quietly raised it to look at it, the sunset hit her quiet face through the thinned butterfly wings, the beauty still did not fade because of time, the beads on the bamboo butterfly refracted the afterglow, stabbing her slightly squinted and smiled......

Xiao Yancuo's eyes seemed to be on fire, he ran out from behind the tree, snatched the bamboo butterfly from his mother's hand, and said angrily: "I won't swallow my anger like my mother, I want to let everything end, I can't bear it anymore——"

The woman's eyes widened, and her face was full of horror: "Xiaoyu, what do you want to do?" ”

Xiao Yan ran away quickly.

"Xiaoyu! Xiaoyu! "The woman's legs and feet are inconvenient, and there is no way to catch up.

I followed Xiao Yancuo closely, his expression was very fierce, and he didn't know what to do - little guy, why are you so unconscious, you have your own ideas at a young age, so stubborn and disobedient?

Xiao Yan gritted her teeth and ran out of the original forest, running for a long time, where is this going?

When he arrived at the bottom of a cliff, he put the bamboo butterfly in his arms, wrapped a strip of cloth around his hand, and began to climb the cliff upward-

The cliff is very high, but Xiao Yancuo seems to be very handy, as if he knows the layout of the rocks on the cliff, and soon climbed to the top of the cliff-

For a twelve or thirteen-year-old, this is dangerous and really powerful.

As soon as you pass the top of the cliff, the surrounding scenery becomes very familiar, here-

Isn't this the front hill of town? It turns out that under this cliff, you can go to other places, that is, where Yan Cuo grew up?

Xiao Yan ran down the mountain wildly, like a beast, tireless, his direction was very clear, he went down the mountain, entered the village, walked into the alley, found a corner of the alley, leaned against the alley wall, breathed slowly, and recovered his strength.

This scene - why is it so familiar -

It's an alley in town, I know, I've definitely been there, but I seem to have seen this scene somewhere, dusk, empty alley, boy.

Xiao Yancuo suddenly stood up hesitantly, paced a few steps as if he was about to leave, hesitated again, he struggled, he didn't know if he should or not, and then he took out the bamboo butterfly in his arms, as if he had made up his mind, and punched the alley wall-

But he didn't control his strength, the bamboo butterfly broke in the heart of his fist, and with a bang, a crystal bead fell to the ground, flicked a few times, and rolled to the bottom of the alley - Xiao Yan went to chase quickly, but the head of the bamboo butterfly was already a little twisted, and the bead couldn't be braided back, Xiao Yan fiddled with it for a while, his movements became more and more urgent, more and more rude, and tears fell on the crease of the butterfly bamboo leaf drop by drop.

The butterfly was broken, it was a gift he made up for a day to give to his father and mother, eleven beads, representing a very important meaning.

Xiao Yancuo sobbed softly, this was a weakness that he would never show in front of outsiders.

I remember!

I remember!

This scene, this boy!

Soon, the "I" of the year turned in from the alley, Xiao Yan wiped the tears on his face in the alley, and knocked "me" to the ground with all his strength, "I" asked him if he was okay, he not only glared at "me" viciously, but also stepped the towel on the ground and left.

Two dreams, coherent together......

I did dream of this scene when I fainted, and I was wondering who this creepy boy was, but the sea drifted into my dreams and soon pulled me out of the dream.

This time I didn't wake up, I followed Xiao Yan, he pushed down "me", hid in another alley, and laughed viciously.

This is the evil breath he endured for her mother's grievances, did Dad come to see us and forget his mother's birthday?

Xiao Yan laughed for a while, then began to cry again, and put the bamboo butterfly back into her arms, what can hatred bring to people? What can it bring to a person who is good by nature?

I would love to tell him, Yan Cuo, I don't blame you, you're not a bad boy.

Xiao Yancuo tried her best to swallow back her tears, and only then did she seem to be tired, and slowly went back in the direction she came from.

It was getting darker and darker, Xiao Yan walked alone for a long time, and he didn't have the fierceness when he came, he came home and saw a serious father and a woman with an uneasy face.

The woman walked over with a slight limp and pulled Xiao Yan and said, "Xiaoyu, where have you been?" It's dark, and your father has been looking for you for a long time, worried about the death of your mother. ”

Dad stood up, squinting his eyes and staring coldly at Xiao Yancuo.

Xiao Yan gritted her teeth, walked towards the two empty buckets in the corner of the hall, picked up the flat pole and said, "I'll go fetch water." ”

Dad took a step forward, grabbed the flat pole and threw it on the ground, glared at Yan Cuo, and then stared outside, as if asking him: Where have you been?

Xiao Yan gasped and glared at her father coldly.

The woman smiled and pulled the two of them, and said casually: "It's good to be back, come, I made birthday cakes today, you are hungry for a long time, ginger noodles don't pad your stomach, I'll go get birthday cakes......"

Xiao Yan grabbed the woman by mistake and said, "No need, mother, he doesn't remember your birthday at all, and he doesn't have us in his heart at all - yes, I'm going to find them, can't I?" I thought we were family. ”

The woman was stunned, her smile couldn't hold up anymore, her eyes trembled and said, "Xiaoyu, why are you going to find them?" ……”

Xiao Yan shook her hand and said angrily, "Why should I go to them?!" Because I'm fed up, fed up waiting for a man who is not at home to come home every day, fed up with his face of being sorry for others every day, people are golden branches and jade leaves to protect wholeheartedly, can we be so humble and can trample on and abandon at will? I don't ask you to have a little more father-son love for me, but my mother is also the wife you are marrying, can't you be kind to her, do what a husband should do, and let her live a better life? "In the end, Yan Wrong has turned into a declining request.

Dad clenched his fists and stood silently in front of his wife and son, still not explaining anything.

The woman panicked, she pulled Xiao Yancuo and forced a distressing smile on her face: "Silly child, what are you doing for your mother, my mother is very good, it's too good, hurry up—don't talk about this, today is my birthday, you all have to listen to me, you are not allowed to say angry words again, you know?" The woman's voice was trembling, she was holding back her tears, and every word of her son's words didn't go back and forth in her heart like a needle?

Yan Cao closed his eyes and wept helplessly and painfully.

Dad gasped, gritted his teeth, and whispered hoarsely, "Don't find them again." ”

"What about looking for it again? This time it's just a small lesson, I'll tell you now, if you look for them once, I'll look for them once, what you give them, I will take something from them, and one day when I'm wrong, I'm going to make that mother and daughter uneasy! ”

"Horn!" With a bang, Dad waved his hand and slapped Xiao Yan in the face.

It's so clear, and it's so sharp!

Xiao Yan staggered back a few steps, stepped on the flat pole that was lying on the ground, slipped under her feet, and fell to the ground-

Yes! I rushed to help, but only my own hand was holding on.

I still can't stop the tragedy from happening, "Bang" made a muffled sound, Xiao Yan fell to the ground by mistake, he snorted, frowned, and didn't even struggle.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then quickly stepped forward to help Xiao Yancuo, there was no smile on her face, and she said anxiously: "Xiaoyu, are you okay Xiaoyu?" ”

Xiao Yan sat up stiffly, frowned again, touched the left side of her face, and turned her head to look at the ground.

On the flat head on the ground, a few wisps of blood oozed from it.

The woman held Xiao Yancuo's head in a panic, and said tremblingly: "Xiaoyu, you speak, tell your mother where is uncomfortable?" ”

Xiao Yan didn't speak, if it was usual, he would definitely comfort his mother not to worry.

I also anxiously leaned up and stared at Yan Cuo's face, his face was clean and there was no injury—but the blood on the flat shoulder was obviously very new and still flowing faintly, wasn't it from Yan Cuo's head?

At this time, the woman's eyes suddenly widened, as if she had thought of something, nervously holding Xiao Yancuo's face, staring at his ears, and said in horror, "Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, tell your mother, do your ears hurt?" Does it hurt? ”

Xiao Yancuo frowned, completely stunned.

The woman looked at the few strands of blood on the flat shoulder, and tears began to fall out of her eyes: "No, no, Xiaoyu, you're okay-ah-"

The woman cried sharply, and I screamed too, because the palm of her hand holding Xiao Yancuo's left face was already covered with blood......

Xiao Yancuo coughed lightly, and a black red blood crawled out of his left ear like a worm snake, like a vicious curse.

"Xiaoyu, you tell your mother, you talk to your mother, Xiaoyu...... Mother will heal you, mother will heal you......" The woman no longer had a gentle appearance, and shouted hysterically.

Xiao Yancuo frowned, weakly and vacantly staring at her father who stood motionless in place, the woman held her son tightly in her arms, her plain shirt sleeves were stained with ear blood like plum blossoms, she cried bitterly, and the cry resounded in this desolate night, as if to tear apart this lightless night sky.

This day was her birthday, she had not expected anything, Heaven had not given her anything, she thought that she had nothing to lose, but Heaven closed its merciful eyes and kept taking away from her mercilessly, and taking away it again......