Patient relationship

Cheng Yu carefully rubbed the combination lock on the small box, and after entering a series of numbers, the small lock popped open.

"The password of this box is my father's birthday." Cheng Yu's eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and his tone was soft.

Jian Yang's pupils contracted, eager to know the identity of the father, but also afraid that being too reckless would stimulate the fragile alpha who was trapped in memories.

"When I was a child, I also had a box like this. It contained full-score test papers, snack pack cards that I managed to gather together, and a beautiful pen that I got from my dad. I thought that with a good-looking pen, I could write beautiful essays. Words, it turns out that Parker can't save Dog Crawl."

Jian Yang deliberately started a light topic, trying to appease the sensitive Cheng Yu.

Cheng Yu smiled lightly and opened the box.

The contents inside were even more dilapidated than the box itself. There were a few broken glass beads, a comic book with a yellowed and torn cover, a pencil that was about to be sharpened to the end, and a few old photos with curled edges.

There was also a crumpled little piece of paper that looked like some kind of transport ticket stub.

Cheng Yu's eyes were flushed, he picked up a photo and handed it to Jian Yang, and said softly: "This is my father, he is a very good person."

Jian Yang took the photo nervously, using the lightest force with his fingers, for fear that he would damage the fragile-looking tape.

The photos are nothing new, but fortunately they are clear enough, just like the group photos of every family, the parents are holding their children and smiling like plums.

Cheng Yu is right, his father is indeed very tall. Although the man in the photo is sitting, he looks slender and well-proportioned. Just looking at his height, one would think he is an alpha, but his face looks like an omega.

Cheng Yu in the picture looks only four or five years old, wearing overalls shorts, knee-high white socks wrapped in white legs that look like lotus joints, and has the potential to have a cold face at a young age, with a look of bitterness and hatred.

Dad Cheng looked much warmer, with black hair hanging down his ears, his eyebrows were picturesque, his facial features were delicate and soft, and his outstanding temperament could be seen from just one photo.

The beauty is in the bones but not in the skin, but Jian Yang thinks that Cheng's father has both a noble character and a beautiful appearance.

What Cheng Yu said is true, he seems to be a very good person.

Jian Yang deliberately joked: "Father is so gentle, why are you so cold, it's a bit crooked."

Cheng Yu smiled and shook his head: "It's because I didn't live up to expectations, and I didn't inherit the advantages of my father."

Jian Yang looked at Cheng Yu's face again in the photo, and he could still find some resemblance, the point at the end of the eye was raised up, the slight depression at the corner of the lip, and a small brown mole directly under the pupil of the left eye.

Blood relationship is an indelible mark, and similarities can always be found in tiny details.

On the whole, 90.00% of Cheng Yu's face is like Mr. Yu, and the remaining [-]% is from Cheng's father, but it is this [-]%, like the finishing touch, that gives Cheng Yu his unique taste .

There is a soft taste hidden in the coldness, like roses in the wasteland, lights in no man's land, that little bit of warmth is the most precious gift.

"Your father, he..." Jian Yang held the photo with one hand, and covered Cheng Yu's temples with the other hand, stroking gently to calm his inner anxiety.

Cheng Yu's eyes were lowered, he was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "My father... he is no longer here."

"It's been a long time..."

Jian Yang didn't speak, but the sockets of his eyes turned red in an instant, and soon a pool of tears welled up, but he didn't dare to shed them, for fear of alarming Cheng Yu who was more sad than himself.

Cheng Yu sat on the sofa and hugged Jian Yang tightly, as if he was holding the only driftwood in the vast ocean. When he spoke again, his voice was indifferent:

"My father is not in good health. He has been sick for as long as I can remember, so he can only go to the hospital in the city for treatment. But we have very little money, so he can only stay in the city to work and earn money, and put me in foster care. In a big courtyard in the town."

"My hometown is a poor and backward port. There is no livelihood industry. Many adults will go out to work. The yard where I was fostered was not a formal orphanage, but a yard jointly rented by many parents who were working outside."

"We are all left-behind children who can't get the care of their parents, and there are no elderly living at home. There is an aunt who will cook for everyone, and there is a manager who collects living expenses and is responsible for purchasing, just like the director of an orphanage."

"The managers don't care about anything except food and clothing. Everyone can only take care of themselves. Young children can only rely on older children. I met a kind sister there, who is a few years older than me. She has been silent. Help me, take care of me."

"At the end of every month, my father will come back from the city to visit me, leave me a sum of money as living expenses, and then rush back to the city to work before dawn the next day."

"But my father's illness is not simply a physical discomfort, but more of a mental torture. He has been in a trance all those years, as if there is some unresolved knot in his heart, and he looks very painful."

Cheng Yu paused for a moment, buried his face in the back of Jian Yang's neck, and inhaled deeply the sweet milky smell there, as if only the most healing pheromone of his lover could soothe his aroused sadness.

Jian Yang felt sad, could it be that Cheng's father, like Mr. Yu, suffered from spousal disorder after being separated from his lover, and that's why he had such symptoms.

A weak omega, with a child alone, can't even maintain the most basic livelihood, how can he fight against the cruel torture of apologetia?

Without a lot of money to repair the body, and no parents to rely on, what kind of helplessness is it to put young children in foster care?

But Dad Cheng didn't wash his glands, is it because he still loves him?So you want to wait for your alpha to come back?

So cute, but suffered years of separation and illness, and still can't wait for that person to come back, will there be some resentment?

Jian Yang couldn't help but sigh deeply, maybe in addition to the glamorous side of happiness, love also has entangled obsession and resentment at the same time.

It took Cheng Yu a long time before he spoke again, but his tone was more serious:

"I stayed in that yard for five years until I was eight years old. The thing I look forward to the most when I open my eyes every day is to see my father at the end of the month. It is a cruel place. If there is no sister, I don't know what to do to survive."

"The manager is very strict and philistine. We are all poor children with no background. Naturally, we don't get the kind treatment we deserve. He will let us help with the work, mending fishing nets, hoeing and fertilizing, raising poultry and livestock, and providing food for the neighbors. The merchants do it for us, and we will do everything that children can do."

"I am very tired every day, my whole body hurts, and I can't eat enough, but I dare not tell my father, I am afraid that after telling him, he will not want to go back to the city, but if there is no money for medical treatment, my father will Can't survive..."

Cheng Yu remained silent for a long time, and his eyes gradually turned red:

"I didn't expect that even if I endured everything and tried my best to be a good boy who wouldn't be worrying, my father would still not be able to survive... Then, something happened to my father at work. I don't know the details, I just know... I only know that my father is gone..."

Cheng Yu didn't cry, but Jian Yang cried out. The emotions accumulated for many years due to autism were like an endless tide. Big drops of tears fell on Alpha's neckline, and they couldn't drain the sadness in his chest.

He wants to take back what he said just now, what is it that my husband had a bad experience when he was a child, and after suffering, it is too late for me to feel distressed?

The suffering Cheng Yu encountered since he was a child was beyond his imagination.

Jian Yang once naively thought that the sallow and emaciated children he saw on TV were already in the most unfortunate state. Because of the war in the country or the separation of their families, they couldn't have enough to eat and could only rely on relief to survive.

But charity is a major trend both at home and abroad, and there will definitely be well-wishers extending a helping hand to send warmth to them. Various foundations that help poor children will pay attention to these children, provide them with food and clothing, and build Hope Primary Schools.

But the reality is far from as beautiful as the media reported. It turns out that a child with a father will live such a difficult life. How much suffering did the little Cheng Yu suffer in that cold and cruel courtyard?

Jian Yang tried hard to hug his alpha, but felt that burning all his love would not make up for the suffering he had suffered.

Seeing Jian Yang's sad face, Cheng Yu tried his best to suppress a smile, and coaxed him in a childlike tone: "Don't cry, if you cry again, I won't tell you."

"I want to listen..." Jian Yang buried his face in Cheng Yu's front, shook his head vigorously, tears and snot all rubbing against his pajamas.

Cheng Yu felt helpless and distressed, rubbed the little hairy head of Omega, and continued to talk about his gloomy past:

"One day later, I was locked up by the manager in the warehouse behind the yard. I was only given a little food and water every day, and I was not allowed to go out, and I was not allowed to be seen by outsiders. At that time, I didn't know why I did this. locked up."

"My sister told me about my father's disappearance. One night, my sister sneaked in and said through the iron gate of the warehouse that something happened to my father. The factory he worked for lost a sum of money and sent it to the mailing address. Our side, however, was swallowed up by the manager, who was afraid of being honest, so he hid me."

"My sister doesn't know what the manager will do to me in the end. Once outsiders know that he has embezzled my family's pension, he may go to the police station, so he regards me as a thorn in his side. In short, he will not let me appear in the outside world again." before."

Jian Yang's heart throbbed, Xiao Chengyu who had lost his father was already pitiful enough, why would there be a demon who eats people but does not spit out bones and has the heart to hurt him.

The human heart is indeed the sharpest knife that can hurt others, even such a small child will not be spared.

A certain string in his mind was suddenly plucked, and Jian Yang suddenly remembered the brief introduction of the Butcher of Daybreak Crisis that he had studied, and the experience of Myron's character was clearly recorded——

An orphan in the Soradom Orphanage, when he was young, he discovered the unspeakable secrets in the orphanage, and the manager locked him in the basement and imprisoned him in order to keep it secret.Three years later, Mylon tricked the guard into the room and strangled him, and then assassinated the managers who imprisoned him one by one.After the murder, it was discovered that the head of the orphan died mysteriously in the basement of the warehouse, and Mylon disappeared without a trace and returned to the end of the world as a butcher.

Jian Yang suddenly became nervous, afraid that this biography of Mai Lun was Cheng Yu's personal experience, and asked tremblingly, "What happened to you afterwards? Did you take revenge on that manager?"

Cheng Yu smiled bitterly and said, "How can I take revenge? I can't do anything except hate. I was only seven or eight years old at that time. How can I fight against adults in their prime?"

"I can only hate him, hate him desperately in the dark warehouse...revenge him with my own imagination, I don't know how many times I cut him into pieces in my dreams in those years, I hate so much that I just want to kill him he..."

Jian Yang breathed out a foul breath. It turned out that Mei Lun's experience was indeed a reflection of Cheng Yu's mind. He couldn't really kill the other party. He could only vent his monstrous hatred in the game world he built.

Cheng Yu calmed down, took out the damaged ticket stub from the treasure chest, and handed it to Jian Yang: "This is a boat ticket."

Jian Yang took it over and looked at it carefully, Liangang-Haicheng Donggang, 32 yuan, 20xx x month x day, is a ticket that has been 18 years from now.

"I was locked in the warehouse by the manager for more than three months. Later, my sister finally found an opportunity to steal the key while the other party was drunk and let me out. She bought the ticket for me with the remaining living expenses. Put me on a ferry to Haicheng."

"I am very grateful to her. Without her help, I might have been imprisoned forever...in despair and hatred and going crazy..."

"The days to come will be better, escape from that hell, and everything will be better..."

"On the second day I wandered in Haicheng, I met a kind mother-in-law. She was a vegetable vendor and had a small shop. Her children abandoned her, and she had no relatives like me. "

"She picked me up, gave me delicious meat buns, clean clothes, and treated me like her own grandson..."

"At that time, I didn't have any identity information on me, and my only relative had passed away, which just met the standard of an abandoned child in the law, and my mother-in-law happened to have the financial ability to raise me, so she officially adopted me, and went to the relevant institutions to go through the formalities. My name is printed on the account book.

"My mother-in-law loves me very much. She sent me to school with the money she earned from the small shop. I can finally concentrate on my studies during the day like a normal child. After school, I honor my mother-in-law, cook for her, wash clothes and beat my legs. Time... really happy..."

When Cheng Yu talked about her mother-in-law, there was tenderness in his eyes, very light and warm, full of nostalgia.

Jian Yang also felt the same way. There are indeed many demons in this world, but there are also many angels. That mother-in-law is an angel who came to the world and saved the suffering little Cheng Yu.

Not surprisingly, there is a photo of him and his mother-in-law in Cheng Yu's treasure chest. In the photo, her mother-in-law has gray temples, but she smiles warmly and kindly.

Cheng Yu, who was wearing a school uniform, had already grown to a very high height. He put his arms affectionately on her mother-in-law's shoulders, protecting the stooped old man in his arms.

The little bun in Dad's arms grew up and became a handsome and handsome boy.

Although Cheng Yu's tone was calm, there was tenderness that couldn't be concealed: "My mother-in-law and I didn't have a long relationship. I was his grandson for ten years, and later she got older. Possibly permanently."

"After I graduated from high school, she seemed to know that she had completed her mission, raising a lonely and helpless child, and giving all her love to this grandson she picked up. She had done enough, so she left There is no regret in time, it can be regarded as the end of life.”

Jian Yang's eyes were also soft: "Grandma was taken back to heaven by an angel, she must still be watching you in heaven."

Cheng Yu kissed his lover's forehead: "Later, I met you."

Jian Yang puffed up her cheeks, and vowed: "I will take over from my father and mother-in-law, yes, and my sister. Promise me, in the future, you only need to remember those who treated you well, and forget all the things that made you sad , okay?"

It may be that Jian Yang's soothing pheromone played a role. Although Cheng Yu was sad, he was not overly mournful. He nodded with a smile and closed the box representing childhood memories.

He has only had a relationship with his father for eight years, and has a relationship with his sister for five years. There is also a kind mother-in-law, and he spent ten years with her to the end of her life.

What about Jian Yang?

Can you continue your fate with him insatiably, hoping for an eternity forever.

Jian Yang suddenly got out of Cheng Yu's arms, raised his head and said seriously: "By the way, can you tell me your father's name?"

Cheng Yu was stunned for a moment, and nodded in confusion: "His name is Cheng Shuang. He has been through the wind and frost for a long time, and he is still known as Yangai Song. Maybe this is my father's life."

Cheng Shuang, Shuang, Brother Xiaoshuang.

Jian Yang clenched his fists excitedly, finally, the answer was as he expected, Mr. Yu Chi was indeed Cheng Yu's alpha father, the probability reached 90.00%.

Now there is only an opportunity for the two of them to meet each other, communicate well, resolve the misunderstandings of the year, and finally recognize each other with their loved ones.

Jian Yang hadn't planned how to facilitate the meeting between Mr. Yu and Cheng Yu when he received a call.

Caller ID: Ms. Zhuang.

Jian Yang answered the phone inexplicably, and Zhuang's mother's anxious voice came out of the receiver immediately: "You son-in-law, hurry up! My daughter-in-law is about to give birth, and I have something to do and I can't leave now. Hurry up and help!"

Jian Yang staggered, wait, isn't the only son of the old Jian's family my omega?Where did you get a daughter-in-law who can give birth to cubs? ? ?

Jian Yang glanced at Cheng Yu silently. He was a tall man, full of aggressiveness, and he didn't look like he could give birth to cubs. He bowed his head in embarrassment and replied:

"Am I not the only child of our family? Where did you get other daughters-in-law?"

Zhuang Xinran said angrily: "Did you forget your brother? Our family also has a little Zhuang Zhuang. Its wife is a golden retriever from my old sister's family. She fell in love with her at first sight. She got married before sending him to Chunheyuan. "

Jian Yang's brows flickered, Zhuang Kei actually became a father?Ms. Zhuang has been unsuccessful in urging the marriage of her eldest son, so she turned to her younger son, who is about to have a grandson in just over two months?

Wonderful~ Really wonderful~

"Mom, don't worry, what's going on over there?"

Zhuang Xinran's tone was urgent: "The labor pains started early this morning. It may be because the umbilical cord is entangled. The baby has been unable to give birth. Their family members can't handle it. You should quickly find an experienced doctor to help."

"Understood, I'll go there now!"

Jian Yang hung up the phone and became anxious. This is about the next generation of the old Jian's family, and he, the uncle, must shoulder the responsibility.

Jian Yang glanced at Cheng Yu, and a flash of light flashed in his mind: "Have you... delivered animals before?"

Cheng Yu nodded blankly: "I have seen sheep and domestic pig production, and I probably know the process and operation techniques."

Jian Yang took his hand: "It's you, go, and deliver the baby to our sister-in-law!"