When she was six years old, her mother couldn't stand her father's perennial beating and scolding and ran away from home.

When she left, she cried and told me to take good care of my four-year-old sister, and after my mother left, my father became even more violent, punching and kicking my sister day and night with the strength of alcohol.

Within two months, my father found us a stepmother.

My stepmother hated our brother and sister, and often instigated my father to beat us up and make our noses and faces swollen.

When I was beaten to the ground that day, my sister tried to protect me, and my father became even more angry, lifting my sister's thin body above his head and throwing him out.

A slimy blood mark was scraped on the ground, and the flesh on my sister's back was blurred. Before she could cry, her father had already pulled out his belt and hit her hard.

The more my father beats, the more my sister cries, and the harder she beats. One after another, the belt hit her sister's head firmly, and her mentally discouraged sister didn't even learn to hold her head to protect herself.

The cries of "whoa" filled the small dilapidated room, and I hid in the corner, too frightened to move. I was worried that if I stood up, it would not be my sister who would be beaten, but me.

After that time, my sister was stupid. She has become a retarded person who only smirks at me, hiding from people when she sees them.

The father did not take his sister to see a doctor, but more naturally punched and kicked his sister every day, ate and slept with the dog day and night, was tied by a rope, and lived like a beggar on the side of the road.

The life of starvation and a full meal made my sister skinny, and she could no longer stand her father's beating, and every time she hit her sister twice, she would pass out.

My stepmother didn't let me get close to my sister, and in order not to be beaten, I didn't dare to be inseparable from my sister anymore. I only dare to secretly send some food to my sister when no one sees it. My sister seems to understand this, and tries not to ask me for help when she is beaten.

Later, my sister also reluctantly entered school, and the news that I had a mentally handicapped sister spread far and wide, and I spent the whole elementary school years in the ridicule of my classmates. It was only when I went to junior high school that it stopped. Because my sister was also ordered to drop out of school when she reached the third grade, because she was often bullied by her classmates and couldn't even write.

In the third year of junior high school, the classmates in the class were preparing for the high school entrance examination, but I fell in love with Liu Qiao, the class girl in the next class.

I wrote more than a dozen love letters to Liu Qiao in a row, but there was no response. Until one day, Liu Qiao asked me to meet at the back door of the school after school at noon.

I rushed over, took my newly written love letter, and ran to the back door of the school.

However, it was not only Liu Qiao who was waiting for me, but also the bully Zhang Hu in their class.

Zhang Hu was followed by more than a dozen younger brothers, all looking at me with unkind faces, and there were a few boys in our class who usually had a bad relationship with me on weekdays.

"Yo? Isn't this the retarded person in our class!? ”

When I heard someone taunt me, I immediately frowned and retorted, "Who do you say is mentally retarded!?" ”

"Say you! Don't you have a mentally handicapped sister who comes to school from time to time to bring you food and umbrellas, aren't you his mentally handicapped brother? ”

"Hahaha!"

A malicious mockery, accompanied by a faint roar of thunder, made me a little worried.

The goddess Liu Qiao stood next to her with her hands on her chest and looked at me indifferently. I'm like a thorn in the back, I just don't know what to do. I thought that I must not let Liu Qiao know that I have a mentally handicapped sister, in this case, she will definitely not like me.

Before Liu Qiao could speak, Zhang Hu next to her walked straight towards me, grabbed my collar and said in a rough tone, "I heard that you like Qiaoqiao?" Well? Stinky boy! ”

He punched me in the face, and the pain brought me to my senses.

"I'm telling you, you're not worthy of Qiaoqiao at all! Don't think I don't know your parents are divorced because you have a mentally retarded child! That's your sister! ”

"Look at your poor and sour appearance all day long, what is worthy of Bai Fumei in our class? Go back and take care of your mentally handicapped sister first! ”

He shoved me to the ground, and I staggered out of my bag with the love letters.

"This kid actually wrote love letters!? Hahaha! Give it a thought! ”

A dog-legged man snatched my love letter and immediately began to recite it in front of everyone. From time to time, there was disdainful laughter around, and my first love words were taken as a joke by them. They uncovered my sister's scars, and the humiliation made me really feel that it was humiliating me.

It wasn't until Liu Qiao pushed everyone away and walked up to me that I looked up at her pitifully. She is very beautiful, with a purity and coldness that is different from ordinary beauties, like a noble and glamorous princess.

And when I think about my own birth, I always feel that I am not worthy of her. But as soon as she looks back, I want to do my best for her and give everything.

"Qin Zhou, you also heard it, they said that you are not worthy of me. I...... I think so, too. I've read all your love letters, and they're all hypocritical. ”

"I don't have ......"

I wanted to explain, but Liu Qiao didn't appreciate it and slapped me in the face.

She shrugged her shoulders and smiled, "You still say you don't?" It's been three years in middle school, and your mentally handicapped sister has brought you food for three years, and she can't even wear a decent dress, how do you want me to trust you? You're always sticking to me, and I feel disgusted! ”

Liu Qiao's words stung me deeply, and I should have been beaten up by them that day and thrown into some trash can. But no, because that day, a figure stood in front of me.

The younger sister was wearing a beggar's tattered clothes, blocking Liu Qiao's arm that was about to be waved.

She was covered in bruises and wounds, old wounds and new wounds, probably from being whipped many times by her stepmother.

Liu Qiao took several steps back in a row, but my sister didn't mean to compete with her, turned her head to look at me, and handed me a lunch.

The bento was wrapped in a dirty bag, and it looked unappetizing. But I know that this is my sister who has kept the bento in her arms and kept warm all the way and wants me to have a hot meal. And every time she is allowed to blow in the wind and rain, and what she suffers, the food given to me will always be intact and not stained with a trace of dust.

I knew how good my sister was, but that day, I was ridiculed, and there were more than a dozen pairs of eyes staring at me.

"Look, this kid's sister is here! It's his stupid sister! ”

"What a beggar, hahaha! The two of them are really a natural pair, a perfect match! ”

"Qin Zhou, what else do you kid have to quibble about now? Your foolish sister has brought you lunch! Do you eat...... Or don't eat it? ”

I'm probably pumping my brain, I obviously know that my sister is good to me, and besides, she has already suffered a lot of grievances on weekdays. But maybe it's because of this that I think that even if she is wronged a little more, it doesn't matter.

I waved my hand violently, and with a "snap" sound, my sister was caught off guard and looked stunned.

At that moment, even if my sister reacted quickly, it was too late to save it, and the entire lunch box was completely knocked out, falling to the ground with a violent sound, and the food was scattered all over the ground.

"Brother...... Dine...... ......"My sister has rarely uttered a complete sentence since she was beaten stupid.

But at that time, all I had in my mind was shame, only chagrin.

I shouldn't have promised to let my sister bring me food, I shouldn't have let him appear in front of me, in this way, maybe Liu Qiao won't look down on me, and I won't be looked down upon by all my classmates!

At that moment, my anger was directed at my sister alone.

In that moment, I became the father I hated the most.

I stepped forward and put my first slap print on my sister's face.

"I told you not to come and bring me food in the future, understand? The meal you delivered? Can you eat it? You don't look at how dirty you are! I smell the food you send me every day, and I want to vomit! ”

"Also, don't say I'm your brother in the future! I don't have you as a sister, I wish you were hit by a car on the road and died. ”

I thought that if I said this, I would be able to make people look at me, and Liu Qiao would think that I was a promising person.

My sister never cried, leaned down and crawled on the ground, packed the scattered meals into the lunch box, and then looked at me in a daze, and ran away from the crowd.

At this time, Zhang Hu pulled Liu Qiao and prepared to leave, and before leaving, he whispered in my ear with a wicked smile: "Don't pretend, you can't be reluctant, right?" Hey! No matter what you do, Liu Qiao still won't like a poor sour toad like you, don't work hard. ”

"Who's pretending?" I objected angrily, but the other party just made a joke and gave the dogs a look.

"This guy has soiled the floor of our school? Give this stinky beggar a beating, and see if she dares in the future! ”

So, one by one, the doglegs deliberately glanced at me, dragged my sister back, and pushed her into the crowd. Put your foot on your sister's head.

I heard my sister screaming.

This is their trap, their trap, my eyes are full of horror, and my sister's cry for help is in my ears.

Under the feet of a group of boys, my sister stretched out a hand, looked at me through the gap with her dirty little face, and shouted, "Brother...... Save me! ”