please stop teasing me

Lu Chuiye clenched his fingers tightly, pressed the softest part of his palm slightly, and squeezed it lightly.

"If you're afraid, we won't watch it." Lu Chuiye gently hugged him, and said softly, "Let's go home."

Since entering the mountain, Jiang Yu's mood has been not right, the quietness made him feel flustered, as if he had changed this body into a soul unconsciously, it was Jiang Yu, but it wasn't.

He turned his head, and the deserted orphanage was eerily quiet, with dilapidated walls and gloomy atmosphere, and an unpleasant smell of decay and mold everywhere.

He was silent for a while, stretched out his hand and pushed away the small house, his past, it was time to say goodbye.

"You are here." Jiang Yu clenched his fingers, looked up at him: "I'm not afraid."

"it is good."

The dilapidated iron door was pushed open, with a creak, Jiang Yu walked in first, the slightly dark room was still furnished, the chairs were still on the floor in a mess, and a few dusty whips were placed on the broken corner of the table and sticks etc.

The air seemed to be filled with terrified screams and suppressed begging for mercy. The sound of the whip breaking through the air and slapping the flesh, and the muffled sound of the wooden stick hitting the back were like bamboo shoots after rain, breaking through the dusty soil one by one. scrambling to pull it up.

His thoughts were instantly pulled back many years ago. He was imprisoned here before, but he never begged for mercy. He knew that the more those people saw him begging for mercy, the more they wanted to bully him.

He cannot show weakness to others.

no way.

"Many people were locked up here before me. At that time, it was called the confessional room. They said that we were abandoned by our family members and God because of our mistakes. We must repent and correct our sins before we can be released." To be forgiven, to be loved again." Jiang Yu moved the corners of his mouth, showing what could barely be called a smile: "Those adopted children are loved again only after they have been forgiven."

Lu Chuiye sneered, and thought to himself, what kind of nonsense self-imagining, did God tattoo their bible?But saying this was afraid of irritating Jiang Yu, so he thought about it and swallowed it.

In the small room, there is a table set up, with velvet fabric hanging down and a few tassels, and there are basically thick things that look like scriptures beside it.

"I lived in it for the longest time, a total of seven days." Jiang Yu took a few steps forward, staggered a few times as if suddenly unsteady, his thin back suddenly shrank, in Lu Chuiye's eyes , suddenly turned into that little little Fu Cong with a forbearing face.

"They said that we are all lowly, and we deserve to be like this." Jiang Yu turned his head and said softly: "There is no need to treat us as human beings, no need to feed us, no need to give love and care, and no need to give Normal education, because we are born low lot."

Lu Chuiye stood there stiffly.

It's even a little hard for him to imagine that such a little child has been brainwashed and imprisoned for a long time under this kind of extreme distortion and abuse, forcing them time and time again to say that their misfortunes are due to their own sins and inherent lowliness.

An apple, growing in a mold, will gradually become like a mold, and so will a person.

He once went to a foreign psychiatrist lecture for Chinese dubbing. The old professor said that people will unconsciously accept wrong ideas after being forcibly indoctrinated and abused for a long time. In order to escape mental and physical abuse, His brain will slowly identify and accept being that person.

More than 80.00% of murderers have experienced abuse in childhood, or witnessed violent abuse for a long time.

His Jiang Yu, under such a long-term distortion, can still grow into such a kind, strong and lovely person, which is really amazing.

"At that time, I didn't dare to eat a lot of food, because I didn't know what would be in it, but if I didn't eat it, I would starve to death, so I could only eat a little bit, and keep the food that was enough for me not to starve to death." Jiang Yu His fingers touched a little dust, he twirled his fingers lightly twice, lifted a chair on the ground and put it in a corner.

"Actually... In fact, seven days is not that long." Jiang Yu smiled with difficulty. Although his voice was soft, it hit Lu Chuiye's eardrum little by little, causing him a headache.

"I was sitting here at that time, watching the sky darken outside the window. The day passed, but I didn't dare to sleep because I didn't know when they would come. It's better in the middle of the night, and they usually don't come at that time."

There was no light, only the darkness and fear of a long night filled this small room. There were instruments of torture on the table, and the icy cold moonlight outside the window.

Lu Chuiye followed him to look over, and a small, huddled him appeared in his mind, huddled in that small corner, tense while other children were lying in the warm and soft quilt and pestering their parents to tell stories. Not daring to sleep, his dark pupils stared at the iron door that was more frightening than cannibalism.

Lu Chuiye walked over with a heartache, and said dryly: "It's over, it's all over."

Lu Chuiye felt that he was almost repeating meaningless words. He listened to Jiang Yu's words, and he didn't even know what to say. The past he couldn't accompany, the redemption he couldn't participate in, whatever he said was powerless.

Jiang Yu in his arms trembled slightly, both hands tightened tightly behind his back, and then put his head on his chest, humming almost imperceptibly.

He is very thin, sometimes when he held Jiang Yu's wrist, he felt how could he be so thin, as if he could disappear with a pinch.

On the bed, Jiang Yu's hands and feet were slender and thin, not ugly and thin, but a very strong sense of youth. At that time, he only regarded him as a child to grow his body.

He ate little food, and he was full after eating at his house twice, no matter what he said, he refused to eat more. He thought it was because of his small appetite, but it turned out to be the case.

He never forgot the past for a single moment, the habits of that time are still deeply engraved in his bones and blood, and he has not forgotten a single bit.

Lu Chuiye pinched his wrist and thought to himself, he would have to be fattened immediately after returning home, and he would have to eat more if he was forced to do so.

"Xiao Jiang." Lu Chuiye pressed his chin and lifted him up slightly: "If you feel uncomfortable, let's go out."

Jiang Yu nodded, habitually relied on him, and let him walk out holding hands without looking back.

It was dark and humid inside, and the sun was dry and harsh outside. Jiang Yu subconsciously covered his eyes, but he was not as fast as Lu Chuiye. He first stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, covering them gently.

His palm was warm, as if it carried the warmth from ancient times, light and gentle.

Jiang Yu closed his eyes.

Lu Chuiye lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth, the smoke seemed to carry a slight sense of security, Jiang Yu raised his head and asked, "Can I have a puff?"

Lu Chuiye was taken aback, he had never seen Jiang Yu smoking, and he didn't know how to drink, like a well-behaved child, he didn't drink or smoke and didn't touch those messy things.

He seems to have no fun at all. Qimu has never played the various mobile games that he likes to play, and he has never touched the collection that Wen Xiaozi likes.

In addition to the dubbing... Lu Yuye had another meal, even the dubbing should be liked because of him.

Suddenly he remembered his home, except for the chopsticks, everything was decorated with individual objects, with very little furniture, as if it was a cold hotel room, or not as warm as the hotel decoration.

Needless to say, it's like a big cold grave.

Jiang Yu still raised his head, Lu Chuiye gave him a firm grip, took out the cigarette from his mouth and handed it to him, Jiang Yu took a light and incomprehensible puff with his hand, and the next second it was thrown into his mouth Choking on nicotine.

A hot choking sensation surged up in his nose, and the unfamiliar smell of tobacco washed over and over again in his mouth. He coughed while covering the tip of his nose, and Lu Chuye's voice was a little far away in his ears, but he felt dizzy and saw the light in his mind.

Lu Chuiye put the cigarette back into his mouth, touched the slight wetness, and smiled lightly: "Do you want more?"

Jiang Yu waved his hand: "No, no more."

Lu Chuiye smiled and took him back into his arms. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Jiang Yu's voice slightly hoarse due to coughing: "I'll take you...to see the place where he died."

Lu Chuiye wanted to refuse, wanted to pick him up and go home quickly, but in this way he would sink into the past forever and could not escape.

Only by saying goodbye to the past can we truly embrace tomorrow. His Jiang Yu should not live forever in the shadow of the past, nor should he continue to live in guilt for "Jiang Yu".

Lu Chuiye looked at his watch: "There are still three hours, let's go home for dinner after reading it." After finishing speaking, he pinched his earlobe and sighed: "It's a pity that I can't go back and show them with my dowry. "

Jiang Yu's ears turned red from being pinched, and even his face turned red, begging for mercy in a low voice: "Master, when we go back...if, if they don't like me, don't talk back to them, okay? "

Lu Yuye paused: "Why?"

Jiang Yu rubbed his face against his palm: "I don't want you to conflict with them because of me, even if they can't accept me, it won't be malicious, I can, I can understand."

"I'll do my best." Lu Chuiye lowered his eyes, touched the tip of his nose little by little, then raised his head and kissed his forehead: "Let's go."

Jiang Yu hummed, and was held by him and walked forward side by side. As the steps got closer, his fingers became tighter and tighter until his palms were covered with sweat, which was worse than his reaction in that small house just now. Be violent.

Lu Chuiye suddenly repented: "Xiao Jiang, we don't want to watch it, be obedient."