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In the days that followed, we became closer. I vaguely felt as if there was some kind of agreement between my little brother and my aunt and my father. Dad hasn't done anything to me since then. With my little brother by my side, my life seemed to go from hell to heaven all at once.

From time to time, my little brother would use the money he had saved to buy me beautiful clothes, as well as beautiful schoolbags and cute stationery. On the way to school, my little brother would carry me on his bicycle through the long sycamore boulevard on both sides of the road, and buy me a hot breakfast at the school gate through the crowd. On the way out of school, we exchanged new things with each other in the class. Because of the little brother's outstanding appearance and good grades, for this reason, I often heard him talk about the interesting things that the girls in the class made to compete for him. Looking at the smug expression on his face, I couldn't help but laugh: this kid! I was not so happy to take the first place in the whole grade in the emotional exam!

That day, the little brother mysteriously took me to a place and blindfolded me, and the moment I opened my eyes, tears fell. It was the first birthday cake in my memory, because I had never had one, so the word birthday was so long ago that I forgot it. But on that day, I remembered the date of my birth for the first time, and for the first time I felt that parasitizing on the world was so beautiful.

After blowing out the candles and eating the cake, the little brother took me to a small shabby movie theater. By the way, it seems that at that time, it was still called a video hall.

It was the first time I've grown up that I knew what that kind of place was like. As soon as the movie starts, the lights dim.

"Little brother."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

His voice came from the shadows, and although I still couldn't see him, I felt a lot more at ease. He didn't say anything more, just gently grasped my cold hand, and in an instant, my heart beat suddenly, and even the tiniest fingertip cells felt an incomparable tremor.

"Then don't be afraid, little fool! Alright, here we go. Watch the movie! ”

"Hmm!"

That movie was one of the most popular Tsui Hark martial arts masterpieces in those years, "The Undefeated Comeback of the East". At first, I was bumped by the fawn because my hand was held by him, but I was gradually attracted by the beautiful pictures and ups and downs of the plot in the movie, and gradually melted into it.

Enchanting, domineering, and peerless Oriental is undefeated.

Beautiful, poignant, and flower-like snow Chihiro.

Resolute, upright, but helpless in the face of reality.

At that time, I couldn't figure out the emotional entanglement between them. It's just that when she saw Xue Qianhiro wearing a red dress floating in the cannon fire, the breeze blowing her hair, and the water droplets from the cannonballs splashing the corners of her blood-stained mouth, she still ran firmly in the direction of the person she admired, just hoping to die in his arms. I couldn't help but feel a little sour at the tip of my nose. Why can one person be so infatuated for another person? Is this what love is called?

Years later, I almost forgot the name of the movie, the plot, and even the starring role. But I never forgot the eyes of Xue Chihiro, and I never saw such eyes in the film for many years afterward, and the cold despair and hope merged into a flash of light.

After the movie ended, he noticed that my eyes were red, and he couldn't help but be angry and funny.

"Fool, are you still grieving? That's just the movie! ”

"Will Yukichihiro come back to life in the end?" I rubbed my red and swollen eyes.

"She's dead, how can she come back to life."

"But—the undefeated East has said, 'Chihiro, let's start over'!" I looked serious.

The little brother laughed angrily: "Silly girl, you are really in the play." How is it possible to start over? The people are gone. Besides, even if people are still alive, who can really go back to the past, let alone start over? Just like flowers have only one life, some things, once they have passed, are truly in the past, and no one can recover the lost time, no. ”

The melting moonlight was sprinkled, the breeze was shining, and the stars were shining.

"Little brother, don't leave me, okay? I don't want to be like Dongfang Undefeated, even if I have a peerless martial arts, I still have nothing in the end. ”

He was stunned for a moment, but in an instant, he showed a hearty smile: "Didn't you say at the beginning, I am your guardian angel, how could I leave you!" Besides, your role is wrong, this sentence should be my line, you are Chihiro, I am Dong-ah! I don't want to go to the palace! ”

"Little brother, in fact, I wanted to ask just now, what is Zigong?"

"Hahahaha!"

"Huh? What are you laughing at? Say, what is the self-palace? ”

"Little fool, hahaha!"

Along the way, he couldn't stop laughing, and I was rejoicing.

I slept soundly that night, though I never seemed happier in my memory.

During the night, I had a dream that he was dressed like a little bridegroom in old times and sat on the lord's table with a smile, and I walked up with a smile. However, the moment I looked down, I realized that I was not a bride because I did not hijab. When he raised his head again, next to him, there seemed to be a vague figure sitting with a bright red hijab on his head, and—

I woke up to my father's violent shaking.

"Where's that wild seed and what the?" He gasped and pounded my head.

"Wild, wild?" It took me a long pause before I realized who he was talking about.

"Little brother? He's in his room! I rubbed my eyes.

"Where? The bottom of the bed has been overturned by me, and there is not even a ghost, say it! Where did they go? ”

Dad roared fiercely, and I was so frightened that I didn't feel sleepy for a moment, and my whole body was tense. Because judging from past experience, I'm going to be beaten up again.

"He's sleeping in his room."

Somehow, this sentence completely irritated him, and his rough hand grabbed my ears and dragged me out of bed.

I screamed in pain as if my ears were being torn alive, and I grabbed my father's arm with my hand to relieve some of the pain, but it didn't work. He dragged me to my little brother's room without hesitation, and then threw me on the bed in a fit of rage, and my stomach slammed against the side of the bed, and I was in pain.

However, what made her even more sad was that there was no one in the bed and in the room.

"Stinky girl! Raise you for nothing! Usually so good with you, he will definitely tell you where he goes! You deliberately didn't say yes, right? Not to mention that Lao Tzu beat you to death with two sticks and threw them on the street! As he spoke, he walked briskly to the toilet and walked out with a stick.

I was too frightened to move, so I could only lie on the bed and look at him pitifully. At that moment, I wished, even if it was only once, that he could look at my eyes full of panic and anxiety, and then instantly realize that this kind of daughter's fear came from his own father. So that he can put down the stick in his hand, like a real father, and give his daughter some love and warmth.

However, like countless previous expectations, this expectation is destined to be disappointed.

He brutally hammered me on the back, legs, and even my head with a club. I cried hoarsely, but he was deaf and could not hear the slightest cry.

Gradually, my throat roared to the point that I could no longer make a sound, and I could no longer squeeze out half a drop of tears, and I finally stopped wailing and dodging.

Instead, he lay there silently, stunned, enduring the stick he had swung with all his strength, and then, as before, desperately praying that this moment would pass soon......

Finally, even he was tired of fighting.

Throwing away the blood-stained stick, he sat down on the ground and muttered "Stinky woman!" Lie to Lao Tzu and say that he will rent a house first, keep the money to make money, and then make a big deal! Actually stole my money and ran away, stinky bitch, let me catch me and not break her legs! ”

At that moment, his expression was obviously sad.

Sometimes I really can't understand why my dad is hitting me. If it was just to let out a bad breath, then it was obvious that he was in more pain at the moment. But if it is said that there are other reasons, it is obviously unreasonable. For example, this time, it seems that the little brother and stepmother are gone, but how can that be something I can do about it?

Finally, I figured it out.

Perhaps, it has become a habit for him to beat me. It's a habit like smoking, where you don't feel like you're getting a lot more when you smoke, but if you don't smoke, you're feeling a lot less.

When I think about this, I want to cry. But his heart was throbbing fiercely, and his eyes were still very dry.

"Humph! Look at your usual little brother before and after the little brother, you are closer to that wild species than me. Okay now, people will run away with your mother, who cares about you? Who cares about you! Yes? Stinky girl! No matter how good people are, no matter how close you are to them, no one will really take you away. I'm not good, I let you want to run away when you see it, but I'm the only one who raises you, stinky girl! Without me, you would have to beg for food all over the streets, and live a wandering life that is not as good as pigs and dogs! You should thank me, thank me for being like a devil in your eyes, because without me, you wouldn't even have someone who stares so badly. You may starve to death, and you'll be as virtuous as your stinking and shameless mom in broken shoes, with your elbows turned outward. You don't have a conscience! Retribution! Go to hell! To hell - woo woo woo "

As Dad spoke, he couldn't help but whimper, looking as if he was the one who had been beaten up just now. He cried and cried and rushed up and kicked me again. I don't feel pain anymore.

Perhaps, when a person's heart hurts so much that it can no longer be healed, they will become numb to the physical pain.

I don't know how long it took for him to stop punching and kicking. Panting and falling back into the couch, his eyes glazed over. I wanted to get up, but my whole body felt like it was falling apart, and I didn't listen to the call. I just lay on the ground and didn't move.

After a few more moments, he called me a few times. I didn't say yes because I really didn't have the strength to do it. He bounced off the couch and came over to shake me, looking very flustered. I hung my head and tried to open my mouth to promise him, but my throat couldn't make a sound. He was probably frightened by the blood coming out of my mouth and nose and hurriedly picked me up and ran to the hospital.

At that moment, I looked at him in a trance, anxious and frightened, and inexplicably, tears rolled down in large ......