The air was cool and the air conditioning was running all the time, beating the heat of the summer nights.

It's a completely unfamiliar environment.

But for Wan Qiu, 'strangeness' is a familiar experience.

The memories were re-spliced, and in the chaotic and colorful fragments, Wan Qiu found the memory that he came back to.

He woke up in the warmth of the bed, in the dim room, which was very large for him at the time.

The old man's face was full of wrinkles, and he slept beside him, and all the temperature in the futon came from the old man.

His hands and feet were cold, stiff, and unconscious, and it was a long time before he could barely move his fingers.

The old man said that she was his grandmother.

The old man called his name - Wanqiu.

After getting this name, Wan Qiu realized that people had names.

But Wanqiu couldn't recall what his name was before he died.

Is he called a monster?

The body returned to its normal temperature, and Wanqiu felt strange.

It has been spreading in the body, in the bones, and the fine and dense body that is like being bitten by ants and insects has all disappeared, and it is very relaxing.

In the early morning, he saw the sun, and the light did not sting his eyes.

The first time Wan Qiu got out of bed, he stood up.

That was also the first time that Wan Qiu clearly realized that he stood up.

His hands and feet can be stretched as straight as his mother, and his body is pain-free.

It's so easy to do any movement without stagnation.

The dim, sun-drenched earthen house, the largest house Wan Qiu knew at the time.

Wan Qiu blinked, turned his head from the soft bed, and looked at the huge floor-to-ceiling window that was shrouded in blackout curtains.

Rising from the darkness, he went to the window and pulled the heavy curtain open a gap for him.

When the bright white light suddenly poured in, Wan Qiu seemed to see moonlight that was brighter than the sunlight shining in the earthen house.

Expansive floor-to-ceiling windows with no stains, beautiful tiles on the outside, beautiful woods in the distance, and wooden tables and chairs on the balconies.

It's not a chicken pen, it's not a farm tool, and there's no potholed, muddy yard when it rains.

Strange and peculiar, it seemed to open the narrow gap in his heart and fill a more open space.

This is where Mom and Dad gave him.

The second time Wanqiu was abandoned was when her grandmother died.

At that time, all he knew was that he couldn't wake up his cold grandmother.

At that time, when the people in the village were chattering, he sat next to his grandmother and tried to feed her freshly cooked rice porridge, but he couldn't open her mouth.

Grandma gets sick easily, but if you don't eat, you get sick all the time.

He was pulled away from his grandmother's side, the cherished rice porridge was scattered on the ground, the bowl was broken, and Wan Qiu seemed to see his grandmother lying on the ground in a trance and stood up angrily and beat him.

But when I opened my eyes, I saw my grandmother lying on the ground calmly, motionless, without whipped or in pain.

"The crazy woman took this fool, and now that the crazy woman is dead, she left the fool here, what should I do? Let his mother take it away? ”

"If you don't take it away, will you let us keep it? You must let Ning Qiaozhen's dead girl take it away, do you let others take care of the seeds you keep if you don't take care of them? ”

"Why hasn't Ning Qiaozhen's girl come back, she stinks."

Wanqiu never knew what was going on.

He saw the villagers take his grandmother to a place full of dirt bags in the woods and bury her in the soil.

That's when he realized that his grandmother would never come back.

The villagers said that his grandmother left him behind.

Was it because he didn't take good care of his grandmother, so his grandmother left him and left?

Grandma is gone, and Wanqiu has lost the land on which he and his grandmother lived.

Everyone said that when grandma died, the land was gone.

He has nothing, and in the mud house, it seems that he will disappear into the dirt at any time with his grandmother.

Until he was taken home by Ning Qiaozhen and returned to a strange, brighter building.

Just like now.

Wan Qiu turned around from facing the window to look at the bright bedroom that was shrouded in darkness but illuminated by moonlight.

After three experiences, Wanqiu finally learned to think and remember.

Wan Qiu also noticed that the feeling of being abandoned made him more and more uncomfortable, more uncomfortable than pain, as if through the flesh and skin, grasping the heart, clinging, holding, tightening and tearing a little bit.

On a one-man night, Wan Qiu curled up, covered his fragile chest and abdomen, and held his head with both hands.

No one picked up grandma, and one day no one will pick him up.

Wan Qiu thought hard, when did Ning Qiaozhen hate him?

Looking for his hated memories from the chaotic memory fragments, all the memories with Ning Qiaozhen, even now that he thinks about it, Wan Qiu feels happy.

If you don't let your current mother hate it, you won't be abandoned.

If you don't know why you're hated, think about how to make it likable.

First of all...... Do things that don't get hated.

And then what?

Wan Qiu's mind came to mind the content of education in the elementary school textbook, and thought of his teacher.

Be polite, learn well, be beautiful, and be ...... Get smarter.

Be smart, don't do bad things, and then learn to be good and polite.

What does it look like to be smart?

Wan Qiu couldn't have imagined.

It's so quiet, it's quiet, as if the voices that are deeply remembered in my head are constantly lingering.

Where are Mom and Dad? Will it not come back for a long time? Is it because he is always separated from Ning Qiaozhen, so Ning Qiaozhen hates him?

Now even Mom and Dad's bed won't be near his bedroom?

Does it prove that his parents hate him more now than before?

Can't sleep.

It was as if if he closed his eyes and the darkness would consume him.

Wan Qiu got up from the ground, looked around, and stood under the air conditioner.

I want to turn off the air conditioner and save electricity, but Wanqiu has never turned on the air conditioner or used the remote control, not to mention that the remote control cannot be found in the unfamiliar and dark room.

Walking around the room, Wan Qiu didn't touch those strange things, even if the second brother said that these were his, he was still cautious.

It's obviously his room, but it's very different from the room Wan Qiu knows.

opened a door in the room, and the automatic light inside immediately turned on, Wan Qiu squinted his eyes to adapt to the light, and wanted to turn off the light but couldn't find the switch.

The whole room is full of all kinds of clothes, and the dazzling array is like moving to a clothing store, all of which are clothes that fit Wanqiu's body shape.

wanted to change out of the sky blue short-sleeved shorts pajamas, but suddenly thought that his mother was no longer Ning Qiaozhen who asked him to wear long-sleeved and long-pants.

The current set of pajamas was given to him by his mother.

At the end of the fitting room, there is a clean and translucent mirror, which is different from the bust and vanity mirror of Ning Qiaozhen's rented house, this mirror is huge, bright and clear to reflect the reversed world in the mirror.

And Wan Qiu looked in the mirror, it was the first time to see himself in the bright light so clearly and generously.

He's ugly.

In the ornate mirror, he looks ugly like a monster.

There is no resemblance to Mom and Dad, who just stand there, as if they are favored by the sun, dazzling to the point of glittering.

Wan Qiu lowered his head and avoided looking at himself in himself, but in the mirror, he seemed to be staring at him, laughing at him unscrupulously.

Wan Qiu left the fitting room without pushing open any more doors that didn't know where they led.

Wan Qiu walked out of the room.

Suddenly, the door behind him slowly closed automatically, and Wan Qiu immediately pressed the door that was about to close.

Moved a stool in the bedroom to block the door, maybe Mom and Dad don't like him to lock the door now.

Wan Qiu turned to go downstairs, not noticing that the door next to him was opened shortly after.

Following the route in my memory, I came to the restaurant.

Wanqiu wants to find the refrigerator.

Whether there is food in the refrigerator is the most important thing for Wanqiu.

If Mom and Dad remember to fill the fridge, then he doesn't have to rush to pick up trash to make money.

There are so few people in the neighborhood that there are so few people who can throw garbage that there is no point in picking up garbage in the countryside.

After Wan Qiu looked around, he was sure that the huge door, which was three or four times the size of his family's previous refrigerator, was the refrigerator here.

Wan Qiu opened the refrigerator.

The bright light in the refrigerator instantly illuminated Wanqiu's eyes.

Fresh, filled, and diverse ingredients are presented in front of Wanqiu's eyes, just like the elves of life, dancing the dance of harvest in the bright refrigerator world, casting the magic of joy in Wanqiu's eyes, and seeing Wanqiu's eyes.

"Poof—"

Suddenly, a short laugh broke Wan Qiu's concentration.

Wan Qiu turned his head and saw Chu Yigui, who was half-leaning against the door, half-covering his lips, and a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes.