The lost beauty

Mo Weijin had a nightmare. For ten years, he had the same dream over and over again. This is exactly the nightmare he experienced...

"Brother, look at the fireworks outside, shall we go out and play?" Mo Weifei, three years old, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring at the colorful world outside the glass.

"Xiao Fei, what did Dad say before going out?" Although Mo Weijin is only six years old, for a child who has no mother at the age of four, he has to take care of his younger brother and keep his father from worrying. Mature.

"But, brother, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Dad won't accompany us. I really want to go out and have a look!" The little child drooped his head, and there was a strong longing in his eyes, which made people feel sorry for him.

Mo Weijin's biggest shortcoming in this life is soft-heartedness. Seeing his brother's pitiful expression, he nodded uncertainly.

He won't know that this is the worst thing he has done in his life.

With his brother's consent, Mo Weifei jumped up happily, hugged his brother and kissed him.

Two children who combined were less than ten years old, without the company of adults, ran out of the community, and arrived at the bustling downtown, with Kongming lanterns floating in the air for making wishes, and various stalls on the street, the children's eyes were dazzled .

From the moment he went out, Mo Weijin had been holding onto Mo Weifei's little hand tightly.

Suddenly, fireworks sounded all around, the night was ignited, the crowd was restless, a stream of people rushed here, and the two little hands were squeezed apart without any precautions. There were more and more people, and the two children were getting further and further apart in the dark crowd farther...

"Xiaofei, Xiaofei... where are you? My brother is here..." Mo Weijin looked at the street where Xiaofei was restored, but Xiaofei was gone.

On the other hand, Mo Yufeng, who was off work, looked for the two brothers all over the world like a demon, but in the end he only found Mo Weijin squatting by the side of the road, but Mo Weifei was nowhere to be found.

That night, Mo Yufeng stripped off Xiao Weijin's clothes, and threw the belt on him mercilessly.

Xiao Weijin rolled on the ground in pain, calling "Dad" over and over again, but couldn't get any sympathy.

"Don't call me dad! You rebellious son, you can't even look down on your brother, and you still dare to cry, I will let you run around, I will let you lose your brother..."

Seeing blood from the whip, the child's tender skin couldn't resist such a random beating, Xiao Weijin just cried and hid her head, "Dad, please don't beat me, I didn't mean it, I also I don't want my brother to get lost, dad, dad, dad..."

"Shut up, I tell you to shut up! Don't call me dad, I don't have a son like you, don't call me!"

"Dad, I won't run around anymore, Dad, you are my father..." Wei Jin was terrified. He heard that Mo Yufeng didn't let him call him Dad. He thought that Dad didn't want him anymore, so he exhausted all his strength Climb to Mo Yufeng's feet and hug his legs.

"If you dare to call me Dad again, I will kill you!"

Just like that, the belt was shaken off, and something scratched his forehead severely, it was a metal buckle, and a hole was smashed out of his forehead, and then his eyes were full of scarlet, and Yihong's wetness flowed down the corner of his eyes, Weijin's world became blood red.

When he woke up again, Wei Jin was lying in the hospital, his head was wrapped in white gauze, and he saw Mo Yufeng sitting beside the bed at a glance, he was so frightened that he couldn't speak, but his body was trembling.

As soon as Mo Yufeng stretched out his hand, Wei Jin moved his body to dodge, almost knocking down the infusion bottle, and he just curled up next to the bed.

Afterwards, Mo Yufeng left and never came back. Weijin kept getting infusions, taking medicine, and sleeping.Uncle Zhang will deliver meals on time and bring him a change of clothes.

After staying in the hospital for a month, Weijin was able to walk slowly, but the doctor told him that there would be a scar on his forehead after the stitches were removed.

Mo Weijin didn't take it seriously. The scar probably made him remember the fact that his brother was lost forever. This time, he lost his mother, lost his brother, and his father didn't like him anymore.

He became silent, and he was so obedient that it was unbelievable that the doctors and nurses in the hospital took good care of him, but Mo Yufeng never showed up after that time, and Mo Weijin began to feel scared.

He himself couldn't explain why this happened. When Mo Yufeng came, he would avoid it because of fear, but if he didn't come, he would be very sad.

Until one day, he heard the conversation of the nurse sister.

"Have you heard that the little girl was sent to the orphanage!" One of the nurses pointed to Mo Weijin's clinical bed.

"Why? Such a clever and cute little girl, whose parents are so cruel?"

"That's right, my mother ran away, and my father committed another crime and went to jail. No one wants her anymore, so I have to send her to the orphanage, alas! How pitiful!"

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Hearing this, Mo Weijin couldn't help but look at the empty bed next to him.

He still remembered the cute little pear sockets on the little girl's cheeks, her big watery eyes, and sometimes she would smile at her. Like himself, she had no family to visit, and would hide in bed alone at night and whimper.

Mo Weijin was suddenly worried about his situation. He wondered if Mo Yufeng didn't want him anymore and would send him away.

That afternoon, when no one was around, Mo Weijin secretly pulled out the infusion needle and ran out of the hospital alone.

When Mo Yufeng came home, he saw this scene. Mo Weijin fell asleep leaning against the door in a hospital gown.

As soon as he walked over, Weijin woke up, rushed over when he saw Mo Yufeng, and fell to his knees, "You... sir, please don't want me, please! Weijin doesn't want to go to the orphanage..."

Mo Yufeng looked at the child kneeling on the ground, his face was very ugly, he just asked coldly: "What did you call me just now? Call me again?"

"First... sir." Mo Weijin replied in a low voice. He was terrified of the beating, and he never dared to call Mo Yufeng father again. He only knew that Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang called him that.

"Humph—" Mo Yufeng snorted coldly, and then went straight into the house.

Seeing that the door was not closed, Mo Weijin followed him in. He didn't want to be driven away, and he didn't want to go to the orphanage.

After entering the door, Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang were not at home, so Wei Jin ran to the kitchen to make tea in the kitchen like Aunt Zhang usually does.

He wanted to please Mo Yufeng, that was the only thing he could think of at such a young age.

But God's will is not good, he is not tall enough, accidentally knocked over the whole teapot, the whole pot of water was spilled on the floor, and a few drops of hot water splashed on his feet, scalding a few red spots.

Mo Yufeng rushed over after hearing the sound, and was furious again when he saw such a scene.

Wei Jin just lowered her head and apologized: "I'm sorry sir, I... I didn't mean to..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Yufeng mentioned him and walked upstairs, and took off his pants as soon as he entered the room.

Mo Yufeng took out a wooden ruler, and asked the question outside the door again: "I ask you, what do you call me?"

This time Weijin paused, he didn't know how to answer, Mo Yufeng didn't allow him to call him father, what else could he call him, "Sir."

"Pa—" A foot hit Weijin's buttocks, leaving a red mark.

"Besides, what are you calling me!" It was still Mo Yufeng's majestic and domineering voice.

"Sir." Wei Jin didn't change his words.

"Papapapa—" Pressing down on the same position again, the red mark quickly turned red and even swelled up, "Don't call me Mr., what do you want to call me again?"

"I have no idea!"

"Then I'll hit you until you know it!" After speaking, he hit that wound with more than a dozen blows.

Weijin wanted to move his body in pain, but Mo Yufeng held his waist down. He gasped for breath, and cried in a condescending voice, "You, please stop beating me, please stop beating me, I can't take it anymore... ..."

I don't know if Mo Yufeng's heart softened, he threw the ruler on the ground viciously, and then walked out of the room.

After that, Mo Yufeng didn't correct what Weijin called him, and the two of them just greeted Weijin briefly when they saw Weijin, and still respectfully called him "you".