The days of cohabitation with gangster boyfriend

Chapter 3

Dai Xichen stubbed out the cigarette with his fingers, threw it on the ground, got up and straightened his straight coat, as if everything was over, and walked towards the door with leisurely steps.

A man in black approached him, lowered his head and couldn't see clearly, only heard him leaning over and asking Han Zhuochen: "Brother Chen, he also has a ten-year-old son and a seven-year-old daughter, do you also... "

"Didn't you hear what I said just now?"

"Yes!"

I never dared to think about what happened next. My father's blood, my mother's tears, and the screams, begging, and calling all overlapped and tore me apart.

My thin body was thrown from the second floor and fell on the grass downstairs.

After a sharp pain in my foot woke me up, I tried to open my eyes, and the last thing I saw was my brother rushing across the traffic-filled street in spite of everything. His thin body was hit by the speeding car and fell heavily on the ground. Gray concrete floor.

Crimson blood continued to spread from under him, and my brother never closed his eyes looking at me.

The blood dripping from my forehead covered my eyes, and it did, so I didn't have to see the horrible scene.

In a blur of consciousness, I felt footsteps approaching, which meant that death was approaching.

"Forget it!" It's still the beautiful voice, and I can't hear it anymore.

"Yes!"

After that... After that, fate was divided at that moment, and another life began at that moment.

Those so-called extremely brave policemen never asked me what happened or what the murderer looked like, so they easily solved the case - burglary and murder.As for the murderer's whereabouts, they only used two words: at large!
Since then, there is no more text.

As the only survivor, I was sent to a social welfare home after my injuries recovered, and was later transferred to a remote orphanage because I was too autistic.

During the two years in the orphanage, I never said a word. When I was hungry, I would take something to eat from the table. Staring at the dusty glass windows.Everyone thought I was stupid and they locked me in a small room to keep me from running around.No one cares about my life, they don’t even bother to look at me, except the little boy who brings me food every day, he told me: His name is Xiaojing.

I never took a close look at him until one stormy night.

That rainy night, I hugged my body tightly in horror, and pressed my back against the wall.

The chain on the door slammed against the wind. I dared not move, dare not speak, bit the back of my hand, and dared not even breathe.

The door was opened, and Xiao Jing, who was covered in water, opened the door and came in.

He squatted beside me and looked at me who was shivering: "Are you afraid?"

I moved my increasingly thin body and stared at him with terrified eyes. A very bright lightning flashed outside the window. Under the light, I could see his appearance clearly.

He was only a teenager, with a yellowish complexion and prominent cheekbones on a thin face.However, he has a pair of big and bright eyes, long eyelashes curled slightly, and his nose and lips are also very beautiful. It is estimated that if he is a little fatter, he should look good.

After the lightning, there was a dull thunder that resounded through the sky, and I covered my ears in fright.

He stretched out his thin arms and wrapped me in his arms. "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

His embrace is very warm, just like a dead brother...

I lay on his shoulders, tried my best to absorb the warmth from his body, and tugged at his clothes.

That night, he didn't leave, and kept telling me: Don't be afraid, I'm here.

I'm still scared, but I'm no longer alone.

From that day on, he often came to accompany me and take care of me.He would always tell me about the outside world, and he would keep laughing when he talked about interesting things, but most of the time, I was still staring at the glass windows that he wiped clean in a daze.

(End of this chapter)