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Rong Li¡¯s eyes suddenly lit up, taking in all the stars in the field.
He bent down and looked at Xu Tanxi: "You like me so much?"
There was a silver-white moon above her head, a gentle breeze in her ears, and her sweetheart in front of her. She threw away her reserve and nodded with red cheeks.
"Yes." I like it very much.
Rong Li raised his hand and brushed away the wind-blown hair that fell on her eyelashes: "There's something wrong with your eyes. How am I doing well? I'm not good at all."
He is not a very good person.
He stood up straight and distanced himself from Xu Tanxi: "I have wanted to kill those three beasts for a long time." The wind blew, and his voice seemed to come from a very empty distance, vaguely and vaguely. If nothing, misty and desolate, "When I was ten years old, I thought about killing someone."
It was the winter of sixteen years ago, and Ali was already ten years old. Due to malnutrition, he was much shorter than other children of the same age.
Ali dropped his piggy bank and used all his savings to buy a fruit knife. For a week, he hid the knife in his clothes. For a week, he went to Li Quande's house every day after school.
Ah Li planned to kill Li Quande first.
That day, he hid the fruit knife in his sleeve and hid in a deserted alley. He knew that Li Quande would pass by there every day. He knew that Li Quande drank five days a week.
He hid in the alley and waited.
When the sun was about to go down, Li Quande came, whistling and stumbling.
Ali pulled the dagger out of his sleeve.
Suddenly, the boy's loud voice came from the entrance of the alley: "Dad!"
Li Quande turned around, drank wine, his nose was red: "Oh, isn't this my good son?"
Li Quande only had a single seedling and it was in great pain. He named his baby son Baoding, which means to bless him with a stable life.
Li Baoding was eight years old at the time. He was still a child. He was short and carried a large schoolbag. When he came closer, he raised his nose and sniffed: "Are you drunk again?"
Li Quande denied with a big tongue: "No, how could your dad be drunk? Look how steady I am, and I can still carry you." He squatted down unsteadily, "Come up here, I will carry you."
The child shook his head: "No, it's embarrassing."
Li Quande laughed loudly: "You brat."
He grabbed his son, dragged him on his back, and made him ride on his neck.
"Don't throw me!"
Li Quande carried his son on his back and shook him: "Don't worry, your dad is safe."
In the dark alley, Ali pulled out the fruit knife and stepped out After a long time, he took his foot back again.
Rong Hai never turned his back on him, never.
There is a river in the town called Fuxi River. Ali heard from the grandmother in the village that there is a river god in the Fuxi River. As long as he can hit the protruding stone in the middle of the river, the river god will come out and help people realize their wishes.
Ali hit three times.
"I only have one wish." The sunset reflected in the Fuxi River was golden. Ali made a wish by the river, "Be good to my mother and stop letting people bully her."
Would this be too greedy?
Ali immediately added: "If you must be bullied, you can bully me."
River God, River God, please protect her.
"Li can't cry at home. His mother will be sad if she hears it. He hugged the fruit knife and cried by the river. After crying, he washed his face and went home.
"Mother."
There were no lights on in the yard or in the main room, so Li couldn't see clearly and stumbled around.
"Mother."
He pulled the light cord and pushed open the bedroom door. The room was dim, and the light from outside shone in. He saw the house was in a mess, and saw his mother lying on the ground in a pool of blood.
"Mother."
Ali called out and moved closer.
"Mother."
The person in the pool of blood was motionless. There was an overturned stool next to her, with blood on the corner of the stool.
Crunch.
Ali turned around, the door slowly closed, and he saw someone behind the door
It is Ronghai.
This is the man who used his mother to pay off his gambling debts. This is the man who let those three beasts bully his mother.
Ali¡¯s eyes were red: ¡°What did you do to my mother?¡±
RonghaiWalk closer to him.
He pulled out the fruit knife hidden in his sleeve and roared like a furious little lion after being bitten: "What did you do to her?"
"Didn't you see everything?"
Rong Hai came over with a strong smell of alcohol: "She actually wants to run away with you." The drunken man laughed ferociously, "Oh, she is my wife, and you are my seed. Even if you die, you have to give it to me. Death at home.¡±
River God, River God, didn¡¯t you hear Ali¡¯s wish?
He held the knife tightly and rushed forward desperately: "Go to hell¡ª¡ª"
The ten-year-old child¡¯s fists were still small and his arms were thin and weak. He was pinched easily, and then his fingers were opened one by one.
Boom.
The knife fell to the ground.
A pair of rough hands pinched Ali's neck. Alcohol can make people lose control and get excited, peeling off the mask and revealing the ugliest evil: "I don't want to die, but you saw something you shouldn't have seen."
Ali was grabbed by the throat and picked up. He kicked his legs and struggled, beating the hands tightly around his neck.
The aunts in the village all said that Ali looked like his mother, like his mother who was born alone. His appearance was just like hers, not like Rong Hai at all.
Fortunately, it¡¯s not like him
Ali slowly closed his eyes and lowered his hands.
"Ali."
"Ali."
Bai Qiu, who was lying in a pool of blood, moved: "Ali"
Rong Hai turned around and looked at her. It turned out he was not dead.
That night it snowed all night, and Bai Qiu and Ali were thrown into the Fuxi River by the Ronghai.
River God, River God, why don¡¯t you show your spirit?
One night, thick snow covered Xiangyun Town, covering the entire mountain and river.
"Ali."
"Ali."
Ali was alive, still breathing, and not strangled to death. His mother's voice was gentle in her ears, and she used her body to lift him to the shore.
"Ali, you must live well"
When Ali woke up again, his mother's body was lying next to him, and it was already cold.
Since then, no one has called him Ali anymore, except Xu Tanxi just now.
"Xu Tanxi."
"Have you heard of Fuxi River?"
Xu Tanxi nodded.
Rong Li told her: "Don't believe the rumors about Fuxihe."
He told her: "There is no river god in the Fuxi River." His voice was calm, "The water in the Fuxi River is very cold."
Xu Tanxi learned another thing about him. He once made a wish to the Fuxi River, but the river god did not treat him well.
Who can say that he is not good? He just thought about killing people. He just hated this world that was not good to him at all. He just temporarily hid his kindness in ten-year-old Ali.
Xu Tanxi walked up to him, rubbed her hands together, and when her palms were warm, she stood up on tiptoes and covered his face: "Is it still cold?"
Rong Li rubbed her palm and his eyes turned red. He took his revenge today and missed his mother very much.
"Xu Tanxi."
"Um?"
He was having a fever, maybe he was confused by the fever: "It's so cold, my legs hurt, can you stay with me tonight?"
Xu Tanxi nodded and agreed: "Okay." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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