Sick Bamboo Horse is too hard to coax

Chapter 49 Disaster ②

He stared blankly at the mass of flesh and blood in the man's hand, and watched the kitten go from struggling violently at the beginning to convulsing slightly to being motionless at the end, and gradually, it became calm like a pool of stagnant water.

The mass of flesh and blood was still dripping blood on the ground, and the blood flowed to the ground and merged into a thin trickle towards his feet.

"Ah!" After a long time, the boy suddenly came back to his senses, and let out a hoarse cry from his throat.

The man threw the lump of flesh and blood to his feet like garbage, wiped his blood-stained hands with a towel in disgust, turned and walked out of the room under the boy's gesture.

There were only two young boys left in the room.

He knelt on the ground, remembering the kitten's close dependence on him when he was about to go out in the morning, and the beautiful light was shining in the blue eyes.

He looked at the flesh and blood in front of him, and stretched out his hand to touch it, but found that his hands were shaking uncontrollably.

A small animal whimper escaped from his throat.

Fu low to be a small look, so humble.

The boy behind him walked up to him, smiled, looked down at him, and then slowly opened the curtain on the wall.

He will probably never forget that scene in his life.

Behind the glass, the woman's neat dress was torn by a group of men.

He remembered that when she sent him back from school in the afternoon, the fur ball on her clothes flickered. Now, the fur ball rolled to a corner not far away, dirty and lonely.

A distraught woman who was pressed to the ground with tears on her face.

The glass was not soundproof, and he heard the excited shouts of men and the desperate cries of women.

The woman seemed to have seen him, and rushed in his direction, and was quickly dragged back. He saw the woman's mouth-"Don't look."

He trembled violently all over. He closed his eyes, covered his ears, shrunk into a small ball, and the tears couldn't stop flowing down.

The eyes were forced to open, the boy was still elegant and aloof, he said in an almost cruel tone: "Gu Zeyuan, watch carefully."

"I said, there will be no one who loves you in this world."

"They'll all be destroyed by me."

"You trash, you will never beat me."

The boy smiled and spit out two words slowly.

"Rubbish."

"vomit"

He bent down, feeling nauseated, wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit, lying on the ground retching.

Tears blurred vision.

The abuse over there was still going on, and he felt his eyes sting, as if a needle was stabbing them fiercely.

"Ah!" He yelled in pain, covering his eyes with his hands.

pain.

It hurts.

I don't know where it hurts, but my whole body hurts.

The boy went out and the door was locked, leaving him alone in the room.

He forced himself to look at the picture in front of him, and strangled his arm.

Look, Gu Zeyuan.

Never forget.

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The First Hospital of the Imperial Capital.

outside the intensive care unit.

"Doctor, when will he wake up?"

The man looked like he was in his 30s.

Dressed in a neat suit, his handsome face is calm, but there is an unconcealable anxiety in his eyes.

"What exactly did you do to him? The child has no physical problems, but his brain is unwilling to wake up, and he is immersed in a certain episode as if he is masochistic and refuses to come out." The white coat pushed his glasses and said a little seriously.

"Dad, I was wrong." Gu Xu lowered his head and said in a low voice, "The cat my brother raised secretly broke my mother's favorite vase. I just want to vent my anger on my mother."

He lowered his head, and no one saw the smug, mocking smile on his lips.

No one can blame him.

This is simply not something a child can think of.

　Tonight is over, good night everyone~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)