Stealing the moonlight into my arms

Surrounded by the long emptiness and silence, Xiao Jingting heard the vibration of his cell phone.

The expression on his face remained calm, with no change in emotion.

He casually placed his cell phone on the coffee table, and the ringing sound at this moment seemed to be the only sound in the world.

He unconsciously quickened his pace.

Xiao Jingting picked up the phone.

He glanced at the caller ID, disappointment in his eyes.

He turned off the phone screen and didn't answer.

But soon, the phone screen lit up again. He frowned, pinched the phone with his fingers, exerted force with his knuckles, and the veins on the back of his hand were clearly visible.

Perhaps feeling annoyed, he answered the call.

This call was from Rong Ruo.

"what's up?"

His tone was indifferent, without any emotion in it.

Rong Ruo on the other end of the phone started to cry, "Brother Zheng, I'm still in the hospital with my mother. I'm so scared. The police haven't found the driver who caused the accident, but I heard not long ago that it was me...that person was released from prison early. Do you think he will come back and deliberately take revenge on us?"

"I even suspect he was the driver who hit my mom and fled the scene. I'm really scared..."

Xiao Jingting's voice was low, but his tone was still calm: "Don't worry too much, there aren't so many coincidences. Call the police if anything happens."

Rong Ruo's fear was not fake. The man she was talking about was her biological father, a scumbag and a beast.

The sobbing in her voice became heavier: "Brother Zheng, you will protect us mother and daughter, right?"

Xiao Jingting responded lightly.

Then he hung up the phone.

Silence returned to the room.

He sat on the sofa in the living room. There was a vase on the coffee table with a bunch of lilies in it.

Fu Runing always likes to buy flowers, and Xishanwan Villa District also has a business of regularly delivering flowers to her door.

Xiao Jingting stared at the leaves of the lily, and his eyes gradually lost focus.

He didn't want to mention Rong Ruo, nor did he want to mention Rong Ruo's mother, because he just didn't want to touch upon his past.

I don't want others to touch that unbearable past.

Especially Fu Runing.

Those were the darkest years of his life.

He must have been nine or ten years old that year, he couldn't remember.

He was sold from the first adoptive family to the second one. The second family did not register his household registration because to register him they would need to pay for the adoption certificate, so he became an illegal resident.

His name is also ridiculous. He himself doesn't know what it is. When he was very young, someone called him A Zheng, and later someone called him A Zheng. It took him a long time to figure out how to write his own name.

His adoptive father was not harsh to him, but he was mildly mentally retarded. He spent most of his time living with his adoptive father on the construction site. Although life was hard, at least he was not like his previous adoptive parents who threw him into the river and planned to drown him and then defraud insurance.

He had never been to school and didn't know many words. The words he knew were taught to him by his adoptive father's co-workers on the construction site.

Later, his adoptive father registered his household registration, but when registering his name, he made a mistake by adding a mountain radical before the word "zheng".

So it changed from fighting to being outstanding.

But the good times didn't last long. Two years later, his adoptive father died unexpectedly on the construction site.

He became an orphan.

Later, he was taken home to be taken care of by his adoptive father's sister, Rong Ruo's mother.

It was also the beginning of another nightmare for him.

Rong Ruo's father's surname is Xing Minghao. He is a famous butcher in the town. He is murderous, but he is handsome and handsome. He embodies two extremes.

Their family also runs a small restaurant, a husband-and-wife team. Although they call it a husband-and-wife team, it is almost always Rong Ruo's mother who runs around doing things, while the man just drinks, smokes and collects money.

He was afraid of blood, it was just a physiological fear, but Xing Hao forced him to kill fish again and again, and then chickens and ducks and other poultry. He didn't know how many times he vomited, but he was still forced to pick up the knife.

If he retreated once, he would be locked in the basement that night.

The basement was dark and damp, with no windows. It was so pitch black that not even a ray of moonlight could get in.

Later, Xing Hao took him to see pigs being slaughtered. It is said that killing animals is not cruel to them, but Xing Hao is a pervert and is cruel to them.

The bloodstains on the ground in that dark and closed broken warehouse stank him for half of his childhood.

This dark room in the basement became his permanent residence in the following years. Sometimes he thought that there was no difference between him and the rats and cockroaches in the basement, and he was even not as free as the rats and cockroaches.

The insects and ants still have their nests, but he has nowhere to go after leaving here.

Xing Hao liked to beat women when he drank. He saw that his aunt's hands were often covered with bruises and wounds, but she still had to open the restaurant to welcome customers the next day.

Once, he said to his aunt, let's run away.

But my aunt said that she still had such a young daughter, how would she live in the future?

At that moment, he suddenly understood that they were all people who were imprisoned by that man in the basement.

That is the prison that tames them.

Of course, the man's perversion goes far beyond this.

He didn't want to recall the darkest part of his past.

Xing Hao is bisexual.

He doesn't like to force things, he likes to torture them slowly.

That was the first time he picked up a sharp knife and rushed towards the man. Although he had killed so many poultry, when the knife was pointed at the man, his hands could not stop shaking.

That time, he was locked in the basement for seven whole days.

The dark, dead silence and eternal night.

His aunt once secretly let him go and told him to go and never come back.

But he couldn't even leave the town.

After being caught, what was waiting for him was the dark basement again.

Xing Hao kicked a knife at him as usual and watched him start to resist in vain.

He really fought for his life that time. He wanted to die with that man, but his strength was no match for that murderous butcher. In the end, the sharp knife was stabbed into his body.

The man just glanced at him, turned and walked out of the dark room, leaving him alone to fend for himself.

He heard the sound of chains being locked from the outside.

It was really cold that night. The darkness lasted for so long that he even became afraid of the light. It seemed that no one would know if he was left to fend for himself in such a long darkness.

He felt his body temperature getting lower and lower, perhaps this would be the end of him.

Unexpectedly, the wiring in the basement was aging and a fire broke out.

He saw the fire and instinctively wanted to escape, but his body was no longer able to support any movement.

Waiting for the flames to consume him, waiting for his end.

Later, his aunt broke the chain in the basement and rescued him from the dangerous fire.

The price of saving him was burns on his aunt's face and a broken leg from the falling wall.

He could hear the clamor of voices and the noise of people around him helping to put out the fire.

After surviving the disaster, he lay on the ground, looking at the sky with empty eyes.

He saw the moon, hanging high in the dark sky, like the brightest thing in the world.

Many times in the darkness, he hoped to be illuminated by the moonlight for a moment, even if it was only for a moment.

After his injury healed, his aunt gave him some money and told him to go wherever he wanted and not to come back.

There was no other reason, it was just because my aunt could only support one daughter and not him.

Later, he moved to that small mountain town.

Covered in dirt, living in the quagmire.

The unexpected car accident changed the trajectory of his life.

A few days later, he saw the twelve-year-old girl in the hospital. The girl looked at him with curiosity, as if she was afraid of his skinny body.

The girl's gaze upon him seemed one of pity.

At that moment, he seemed to see the moon that night.

He had very few things since he was a child, and nothing really belonged to him.

And she is as expensive as a princess.

How can someone like him be worthy of getting close to me?