The godfather went alone, but the godmother and sister also died.

When he arrived with his godfather's cronies, his godmother's dress was torn, her eyes were wide and full of fear, her two-year-old sister was soaked in the tank, soaked and swollen, and his godfather was lying in a pool of blood with a scratched face and a knife stuck in his neck.

At that time, he thought he was dead, and knelt beside him to cover his eyes and let him rest in peace, but his godfather suddenly grabbed his hand and his eyes moved.

Those eyes were filled with the thirst for life, and the hatred that ate the bones.

At that time, the fierce wolf had been preparing for this for a long time, and there were fierce wolf people everywhere, and they didn't dare to send the godfather to the hospital, so they took him to find a doctor who the godfather trusted and was also very famous, and secretly operated on a simple hut, and miraculously survived.

On the first day of waking up, the godfather didn't eat or drink, he looked in a trance, and he only held a photo and kept looking at it.

He accompanied him quietly, and two men, one big and one young, sat in the hut until it was dark.

When the night fell, the tall man who was as strong as a mountain and as a father suddenly hugged him, lay on his thin shoulders, and cried like a child.

That was the first time he saw his godfather crying, and the only time he had ever seen it in his life.

The godfather's vocal cords were destroyed by the knife, and at first he could only make a babbling sound, the voice was unpleasant and harsh, but it reminded him of the sister who had just learned to babble and could already call her brother, the godmother who smiled gently and gracefully.

And when he smoothed his godmother's dead eyes, and looked at her eyes full of horror, he remembered that when he was three years old and sat on the street begging, it was also this woman, squatting in front of him, touching his face, with gentle eyes, taking his hand, giving him a piece of bread, and saying, "Poor child." ”

The kindness is very real, unlike those who throw money at will, who always have a condescending sense of superiority.

Her hands were so soft and hot that he would stop at nothing to inquire about their addresses, crouching at their door and asking them to take him in.

Later, he got what he wanted, and every day under the jealous and delicious eyes of his godfather, he enjoyed this woman's kind and generous maternal love, and was held by her hand, so that the heat warmed his heart.

I have never understood where the fierce and short-tempered godfather deceived such a gentle and kind woman.

He's going to lie to one later.

When he accidentally confides in his godmother one day.

The woman patted his head with a smile, her eyes were happy with reminiscence, and her expression was moving, and she said: "I, I was deceived by him with beauty, and by the time I found out his true face of Lushan, it was too late." ”

He unconsciously touched his face.

When my godmother saw it, she held his face, looked at it carefully, and said with a smile: "Our little ring is also very good-looking, and she will definitely be able to deceive a better woman than me, and she must be brought to me to meet when the time comes." ”

He nodded heavily, looking forward to growing up even more, and pulled the woman he had deceived to her and called her Mom.

Until the age of nine, all warmth came to an abrupt end.

He personally placed her in the coffin and regained his grip on her hand.

Her hands were stiff, hot and cold, and the cold feeling ran down her palms and was cold to the bottom of her heart.

He hugged his godfather who was crying into a child and said, "Godfather, you and me, let's take revenge together." ”

Avenge the blood and revenge, and let the fierce wolf give the gentle woman and lovely sister in memory a martyr's funeral.

The godfather returned to normal the day after he woke up, and only asked the doctor to add some material to the wound on his face to make the scar more visible.

He stood next to him for some reason.

The godfather didn't explain.

Until the godfather could speak again, he took his hand and placed it on the scar.

With that hoarse voice, he said word by word: "Jingjie, this is a shame, people can't forget the shame." ”