At night, the rain gradually became heavier, and the crackling rain sounded on the iron canopy, Yan Ming tried to turn on the switch of the light, but it had no effect, and the dark night made the rain fall more unorganized.

Dressed and paced to the window, I saw the neon of the city in the distance, shining a lonely and gentle light in the dripping rain, and the rumbling sound of lightning slashing made the cold chill retreat a lot.

Suddenly, the sound of the door slamming and colliding made Yan Ming's body tremble imperceptibly, and then seemed to think of something, Yan Ming did not speak, but silently looked at the scenery outside the window.

"Hey! Where's your mother! ”

A stout male voice mixed with a hint of impatience sounded behind him, and there seemed to be some drunkenness in his voice.

Yan Ming's eyes lowered and he whispered.

"Didn't come back."

The man listened to Yan Ming's whispering voice, he didn't know why, he had an inexplicable anger in his heart, looked at Yan Ming's thin figure in the night, stepped forward, grabbed Yan Ming's hair with one hand, and dragged Yan Ming directly back.

Yan Ming felt the stinging pain in his head, but he didn't resist, but let the man drag Yan Ming towards the back room.

"Your mom is a slut, all day long.... I don't know what to do outside every day! I can't make a lot of money and come back so late every day! ”

"I'm not going to have any affairs outside! tm cuckolds Lao Tzu! ”

Saying that, the man threw Yan Ming directly on the tile floor, and at this time Yan Ming could see the man's appearance.

The man's eyes were misty, his cheeks were crimson, he was full of alcohol, and he was still holding a beer bottle in his left hand, and he poured a sip from time to time while talking.

The man seemed to notice Yan Ming's gaze looking at him, his expression was displeased, and he kicked Yan Ming directly in the abdomen, making Yan Ming snort.

"What do you look at! You TM is a cheap seed, a drag oil bottle, I eat and drink for you, you still show me your face every day! You're a piece of! ”

As he spoke, the man seemed to be energetic and sneered.

"I tell you! Your mother is mine, and it doesn't matter if I raise her, but what kind of thing are you, I don't know how many hand-picked things you have with a drag oil bottle. ”

Hearing the man's words, Yan Ming's unchanged face showed a hint of relaxation, raised his eyes to look at the man, and said softly.

"My mom wasn't like that."

Hearing Yan Ming's rebuttal, the man's eyes were red, and he put a foot on Yan Ming's back.

"What kind of person is not such a person? What kind of good thing do you think your mother is, how many of them work in KTV-like places are clean, maybe your mother's garbage hasn't come back, and now she's having fun with some man! ”

Saying that, the man also seemed to think that this possibility was very high, and he was suddenly angry and wanted to settle accounts with the woman.

Yan Ming heard the man belittle his mother like this, and suddenly the resentment that had been in place for days suddenly exploded, and he blurted out without thinking about it.

"You're a piece of trash! I don't look at what I am. ”

Without waiting for Yan Ming to say anything more, the man directly smashed a wine bottle on Yan Ming's forehead.

Yan Ming only felt a buzz, and the intense pain made Yan Ming look in a trance for a while.

The man looked at the blood that kept coming out of Yan Ming's head, and he was also a little stunned in his heart, so he didn't continue to beat and scold, and went directly to the bedroom.

The man's movement attracted the attention of the neighbors, and a woman walked out of it, looking at Yan Ming, who fell to the ground and did not know life and death, and was also shocked, this child is only eight or nine years old, and there will be no accidents if it goes on like this, and he just wanted to call the police, but was interrupted by his husband behind him.

"Other people's housework, what do you care, hurry, go to bed."

"But..."

Before the woman could say anything, the man pulled her back to the house.

The head was dizzy, and he didn't know how long it was, Yan Ming rubbed his head that was in great pain, slowly got up from the ground, looked at the blood on the ground, and recalled what happened before.

I don't have a brain to talk to, what do I care about with him... Anyway, it's self-inflicted.

Yan Ming skillfully found the medical box in the room, bandaged the scratches on his head, and after thinking about it, Yan Ming picked up the hidden phone and dialed his mother's phone number.

dialed a few times, but no one answered, Yan Ming's heart was clear, and his expression became a little anxious, but after he dialed the phone again for a while, the answer prompt came from there.

Yan Ming was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly asked how his mother was, but before he could speak, there was an unbearable gasp on the other end of the phone.

Yan Ming's body stiffened, and his expression was sluggish and motionless.

"Baby, what's up, I'm strong."

In response to the young man, it was a voice that made Yan Ming so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar.

"Brother Hui, of course you're great."

When the man heard the woman's praise, he suddenly spoke more gently.

After the two had spoken a few words, the woman spoke.

"Brother Hui, how about the thing I asked you to do."

Hearing this, Brother Hui smiled lightly.

"No problem, isn't it just a jobless vagrant gangster, I'll help you get him, and promise to let you please that little rabbit forever."

When the woman heard his words, she was overjoyed.

"Oh yes, don't you still have an oil bottle, why don't you want me to help you fund it."

When the woman heard this, she smiled and agreed.

"Of course, if Brother Hui doesn't mind, help him get a better school."

Hearing the woman's pitiful tone, the man smiled sheepishly.

"No problem, beauty's request, how can you not be satisfied."

....

Silently hanging up the phone, Yan Ming looked at the mobile phone in his hand that was lit up in the dark night, and the corners of his eyes were slightly sour.

Is my mother really doing that kind of thing.......

Thinking of this, Yan Ming couldn't help but exhale, but when he thought of something, Yan Ming's tears still flowed down uncontrollably.

Yan Ming looked at the empty and dark room and sobbed in a low voice.

Looking at a pair of scissors in his hand, Yan Ming slowly walked to the man's room, looking at the man who was sleeping heavily, Yan Ming's eyes were slightly dark.

Just to get rid of such a simple thing as this person, you would actually do this to yourself.....

Approaching the man step by step, the scissors in his hand exuded a cold chill in the night light.

However, just when Yan Ming wanted to do something, the phone suddenly rang.

Yan Ming was startled, hurriedly answered, and saw that the man did not wake up, he breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and looked at the monitor on the screen, it was his mother calling.

Yan Ming hesitated and slowly raised his phone.

"Hey."

"Xiao Ming, did you just call me? Is something going on at home again? ”

Hearing the gentle tone coming from there, and the concern in it, Yan Ming was silent for a long time.

"It's okay, Mom, I just missed you all of a sudden."