I became the police station's darling after I could understand what the furry creature was sayi

at that time.

He was immersed in the bittersweet feelings of his youth, feeling that his father was too harsh and demanding of him in his studies.

The uncle, on the other hand, was completely different. He would empathize with his experiences, take him to video games and amusement parks, and talk to him like a friend. He would listen to his troubles and comfort him, like brothers who were much older than each other but had a very good relationship.

So every time Gao Mingyao had an argument with his father, he would go to his uncle Liao Congren.

once.

Gao Mingyao's assembled airplane model won first prize in the school's handicraft competition. He excitedly took the model home, wanting to share his joy of success with his father.

But his father, who was hunched over his desk, frowned when he heard him speak. Before he could finish, he lost his temper and kicked him out of the study.

Gao Mingyao was confused and felt even more aggrieved. He couldn't understand why he never received praise from his father no matter what he did.

That's how people are; the more they can't get something, the more they want it. Even though his mother gently comforted him, saying that he was very good, Gao Mingyao still felt it wasn't enough.

He just wanted his father to praise him personally.

Gao Mingyao smashed the model and called Liao Congren for comfort.

Compared to his father, Gao Mingyao felt that his uncle Liao Congren was more like his father.

Hearing his distress, Liao Congren, who was not on duty that day, still comforted himself and said that he would drive over right away to pick him up and go out for fun.

Just like whenever he was in a bad mood.

Gao Mingyao agreed.

At that time, he did not notice the few silver hairs that had suddenly appeared on his father's head, nor did he see his mother's increasingly haggard appearance and her furrowed brow.

When Liao Congren arrived at his doorstep, Gao Mingyao jumped out of bed and climbed down the water pipe from the small balcony on the second floor to the first floor. He always did it this way.

Then, after playing until midnight, Liao Congren drove him back.

This time, however, Gao Mingyao sat in the car, complaining to Liao Congren while glancing at him.

He seemed a little different tonight, unlike usual, Gao Mingyao thought.

But I didn't think much of it. Instead, I felt a little guilty. After all, my mother had mentioned many times that I shouldn't trouble my uncle too much. He was getting on in years and still wasn't married, which was worrying.

Gao Mingyao shut his mouth and looked out the window. As soon as he looked out, he realized that something was wrong.

The scenery is wrong, the road is wrong, this isn't the way to the internet cafe.

Gao Mingyao was puzzled, but he didn't ask. He thought Liao Congren wanted to take him to a new place, but as the scenery outside the window became more and more remote, he finally couldn't convince himself anymore.

Just as Gao Mingyao was about to ask a question, Liao Congren pulled the car over to the side of the road. Before Gao Mingyao could react, the passenger door was opened, and a burly man appeared in front of him. Then, a gauze soaked in sedatives was placed over his mouth and nose.

Gao Mingyao is unconscious.

When he woke up again, he was lying on a wooden plank bed. The earthen walls and straw mats were dilapidated, like a woodshed in the countryside, and his hands and feet were tied up.

Gao Mingyao then realized that he had been kidnapped.

Liao Congren was the person he trusted most.

She betrayed him.

Even if Gao Mingyao is mature, he is still just a ten-year-old child. How could he not be afraid to be alone in a dark, smelly, and drafty house?

He suppressed the urge to cry and pretended to be still asleep when Liao Congren pushed the door open and came in. He then heard Liao Congren talking on the phone with someone.

He said, "The person is in hand. Yes, that's right, Mr. Nan."

Mr. Nan?
Gao Mingyao's mind raced, and he stared wide-eyed in disbelief in the darkness. Could this President Nan be Uncle Nan?

No, not possible!
Uncle Nan was so good to him, and he was also a very good friend of Dad. How could he let someone kidnap him?

But then I thought about it again. Liao Congren had been very good to me, and he was a distant relative of my mother. Yet he had still managed to kidnap me.

They're just friends, so why wouldn't they betray each other?

Gao Mingyao secretly made a mental note of it. Fortunately, Liao Congren only came in to take a look at him, did not check him, and then left in a hurry.

Gao Mingyao got up and, by the moonlight, took in the surroundings of the room. A thought popped into his mind: Escape!
We must get as far away as possible.

He was going to go back and tell his father that Nan Jianye was not a good person.

With this belief in mind, Gao Mingyao quickly calmed down.

He was very clever and familiar with the knots in his hands, so he quickly untied the ropes binding his hands and feet.

Taking advantage of the darkness, I opened the door and went out.

Get out of the house.

He then realized that he seemed to have been taken to a sparsely populated village. Looking around, almost no house was lit up, as if the houses were left behind after the entire village had been relocated, devoid of any human presence.

The night wind howled as Gao Mingyao ran aimlessly.

His escape was eventually discovered.

Gao Mingyao heard several men's angry voices.

He dared not stop, he could only keep running forward.

until.

We arrived at the edge of the cliff.

Liao Congren and the others had already discovered him, but he didn't recognize anyone except Liao Congren.

Liao Congren wanted to persuade him to go back.

But Gao Mingyao was no longer going to fall for it. He didn't know what these people were planning to do, but he was determined not to let them succeed.

Despite his young age, Gao Mingyao possesses a stubborn streak.

If he hadn't called Liao Congren himself and let Liao Congren kidnap him so easily, it might have taken a lot more effort.

This is his mistake, his own mistake, his own responsibility, and he has to bear it himself!
Gao Mingyao gritted his teeth and, amidst the exclamations of Liao Congren and the others, jumped off the cliff.

"...I also thought I was going to die."

Gao Mingyao looked at Nan Shu and struggled to lift a corner of his hospital gown with his handcuffed hands, revealing the hideous circular scar on his stomach.

Nan Punian's face immediately darkened.

Just talk, why are you lifting my clothes? You pervert!
"At that time, I was so close to dying."

Gao Mingyao touched the scar, his fingertips trembling, as if the pain from that time still lingered on his skin.

Nan Shu looked at the scar.

She knew Gao Mingyao wasn't lying. Just look at the bloodstains found at the scene; with that amount of bleeding, Gao Mingyao definitely wouldn't have survived if no one had treated him.

"Grandpa Liu saved me."

When this person was mentioned, Gao Mingyao's tone softened, and a hint of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

When he woke up again, more than a week had passed since he jumped off the cliff.

During this period, Gao Mingyao was actually lucid at times, on and off.

He was only lucid for short periods of time, and was in a daze the whole time.

He was saved by Grandpa Liu.

When he was young, Grandpa Liu was a barefoot doctor who treated many difficult and complicated diseases. He traveled all over the country and eventually settled in his hometown. Every day, without fail, he walked more than ten kilometers to visit various scattered villages to treat the villagers.

He happened to be passing by and saw Gao Mingyao, so he rescued him without hesitation. (End of Chapter)