His Overlord Omega

That year, Zhang Han was eight years old.

At that time, Xiao Zhanghan had a loving father and mother, and a wealthy family.Little Zhang Han always felt that he must be the happiest child in the world.

But then, I don't know when, everything slowly changed.

Dad no longer played with Zhang Han as before, and he came home very late, even for many days, little Zhang Han could not see his father coming home.

My mother asked Zhang Han to go out to play, and locked herself in the room, crying secretly, just bumped into Xiao Zhang Han in this scene, really wanted to hug her mother, and asked her why she was crying, was it because she missed her father?

Waiting and waiting, Dad finally came back, the little Zhang Han wanted to rush over to hug Dad, and tell him how sad his mother and himself were when he was not at home.

But, before Zhang Han went to see his father, his mother had already quarreled with him.

Little Zhang Han couldn't understand a lot of what his parents said.

He only vaguely remembered that the two of them quarreled violently, and later his father hit his mother and slammed the door out.

Only my mother was left alone, leaning on the handrail of the stairs, with disheveled hair, weeping silently.

After that day, my mother moved out of the house with Xiao Zhanghan, and my mother began to cry all day long. After that, my mother fell ill, very ill.

During the time when his mother was sick, Xiao Zhanghan had to go to school during the day, and went straight to the hospital at night to replace his grandmother's class, so that the grandmother who had taken care of her mother for a day could also rest.

On a sunny weekend afternoon, the sun was very warm that day, and the warm sun came in through the window lattice of the hospital.

The sun shines on my mother's black hair, exuding a faint fragrance.

The grandma helped the mother to sit up, and the mother held Xiao Zhanghan in her arms, and gently asked him how he was studying recently, whether he was disobedient at school, and whether he was bullied by his classmates.

Just like in Zhang Han's short memory, the years when his parents hadn't quarreled.

Mom began to care about herself as before, Xiao Zhanghan thought happily, the disease must be getting better soon.

When mom recovers from her illness, she can take her back and be with dad, right?

At that time, they were still the happiest family of three, and they were the happiest children in the world.

Xiao Zhanghan's hard work in taking care of his mother in the past year seems to have disappeared without a trace.

Mother raised her hand with difficulty, and took out a small light yellow sweater from behind.

Mom asked Xiao Zhanghan to put on the sweater, and turned around to see if it fit.

Little Zhang Han put on the sweater his mother knitted for him, jumping up and down happily. This gift was better than the presents he received every birthday.

Mother looked at Xiao Zhanghan's carefree look. After a long while, a long-lost smile finally appeared on her pale face.

Looking back against the light, the sweet smiling face reflected in the warm sunset is the most beautiful appearance of my mother that Xiao Zhanghan has ever seen.

Mom called Xiao Zhanghan into her arms, and gently stroked Xiao Zhanghan's forehead.

Mother's hand was icy cold, but it made Xiao Zhang Han feel extremely warm in his heart.

Mom pointed out a big suitcase beside the bed to Xiao Zhanghan. Xiao Zhanghan felt a little strange, because he took care of his mother after school every day, and had never seen that big suitcase.

Mother said softly in Xiao Zhanghan's ear:

"Hanhan, you have to remember that this box is left to you by your mother. You must keep it safe. You have to promise your mother that you can only open it once on your birthday. At other times, no matter what happens, Don't even open it, you are a little man, can you do it?"

"Yeah." Little Zhang Han nodded in a daze.

Little Zhang Han didn't know why, when he was supposed to be happy, the grandmother who supported his mother covered her face, not knowing whether she was sighing or sobbing.

After a long time, my mother's hand stroking Xiao Zhanghan's forehead stopped, and my mother lowered her head, and gently left a kiss on Xiao Zhanghan's forehead.

A kiss that was still warm in Zhang Han's memory after so many years.

After a long time, my mother raised her head and told Xiao Zhanghan that she was thirsty.

Xiao Zhanghan said quickly, "Okay mom, I'll get you some hot water, you are waiting for me here."

After finishing speaking, the little Zhang Han picked up the big thermos bottle, trotted, walked through the long corridor of the hospital, and arrived at the hot water room, where he filled a large bottle full of water.

Xiao Zhanghan was afraid that his mother wanted to drink water, so he waited too long.Holding the heavy thermos bottle in his arms, he didn't dare to stop walking forward.

The cap of the hot water bottle could not be tightened tightly, and the hot water in it dangled, and accidentally spilled hot water, which burned Zhang Han's little hand red.

Xiao Zhanghan gritted his teeth, endured the pain, but still didn't stop.

When Xiao Zhanghan finally ran back to the ward where his mother lived.In front of my mother's hospital bed, there was already a large circle of doctors and nurses in white coats.

They were arguing, and Xiao Zhanghan didn't hear a word of what they were talking about. What he was thinking about was that his mother was still thirsty and was waiting for him to fetch hot water.

Xiao Zhanghan pushed aside the crowd vigorously and squeezed to the hospital bed.

The gray-haired grandma was limp on the floor, holding the hand that was hanging down from her mother, crying.

At that time, Xiao Zhanghan still didn't understand why grandma was crying, he just vaguely felt that it was just a trip to the hot water, as if something had changed, towards the unknown darkness that he still couldn't understand gallop away.

Xiao Zhanghan called softly: "Mom, wake up, get up and drink hot water."

Mom didn't answer.

Mom must be too tired to sleep so deeply.

A female nurse standing next to him covered her face and sobbed softly when she saw him like this.

A tall uncle in a white coat bent down and said to Xiao Zhanghan, "Little friend, don't be too sad, we all don't want to be like this, but your mother is gone, you have to be strong, understand?"

Xiao Zhanghan was stunned, and left, what do you mean?Isn't mother just lying here?

Zhang Han couldn't remember what happened next.

He just has a vague impression that in this memory, there is only a picture covered with a layer of water mist, and his crying when he was a child.

Xiao Zhanghan watched the group of doctors and nurses lift his mother onto the trolley in the hospital, and pushed the trolley towards the door.

They are going to take mom.

How can this work?Mom has been ill for so long, and finally slept so peacefully, what if she wakes up?

They took their mother away, without themselves and grandma, who will take care of their mother in the future?

The little Zhang Han ran after the cart, weeping uncontrollably...

"Stop, stop..."

He waved his little hands desperately while running, trying to stop his mother from leaving.

The small stroller carrying his mother was running fast, and Xiao Zhanghan was so anxious that he broke down. He accidentally fell on his face and fell solidly.

When Xiao Zhanghan struggled to get up again, the cart had already disappeared at the end of the long corridor.

Just a fall, my mother disappeared forever from the world of Zhang Han...

Since then, Xiao Zhanghan has never seen his mother again.

Zhang Han grew up overnight.

Later, Zhang Han's father took Xiao Zhang Han back to his "home".

In this current family, Xiao Zhanghan's mother is missing, but there is one more woman whose father asked Xiao Zhanghan to call her mother.

The house is still the same house, but the home is not the same home.

This "new mother" was younger and more beautiful than her own mother, and she always spoke softly to Xiao Zhang Han in front of her father, but for some reason, Xiao Zhang Han just couldn't like her.

After half a year, my grandmother passed away.

Later, the stepmother gave birth to a little brother...

Gradually, Dad's concerned eyes fell on the little brother.

Dad's career is getting bigger and bigger, and he is away on business trips for many years...

For most of the year, Xiao Zhanghan lived with his stepmother.

At the request of the stepmother, cleaning the room, chores, the little brother peed, and washing his dirty pants... These things were all handed over to Xiao Zhanghan.

Go to school during the day and do housework at night.

After all kinds of hard work, I still can't get my stepmother to smile.

The stepmother was lukewarm to Xiao Zhanghan, and even couldn't get used to it, and would even sarcastically say something to Xiao Zhanghan, "Whether there are mothers or not mothers."

Xiao Zhanghan felt sad when he heard it, and thought of his mother again. He really wanted to cry.

But, who can cry for a child without a mother?

As time went by, the stepmother's attitude towards Xiao Zhanghan became more and more bad.

The stepmother beat Xiao Zhang Han for the first time, because when Xiao Zhang Han hugged his little brother, he somehow made him cry.

Xiao Zhanghan was too weak, and when he was serving the dishes, he accidentally dropped the plate that contained the dishes, and the dishes spilled on the ground. Because of this, his stepmother didn't let Xiao Zhanghan eat or drink a sip of water all day.

Because he came home late from school, his stepmother locked Xiao Zhanghan outside and let him freeze outside all night...

Gradually, it seemed that no matter what it was, it became the reason for the stepmother to beat Xiao Zhang Han:

Sweeping the floor is not clean, mopping the floor is too slippery, spilling milk powder for the little brother, and beating the stains on the little brother's clothes...

Countless times, Xiao Zhanghan was beaten by his stepmother and his whole body was injured...

He was too young, so small that he didn't even know how to resist.

He was so young that he thought that if he didn't make these mistakes in the future, his stepmother would stop beating him.

But he didn't cry, not a single tear fell.

He has no choice, his only hope is that his father can come back and stop going on business trips, so that his stepmother can treat him better.

Little Zhang Han is willing to do any amount of work, as long as he stops beating him.

It really hurts...

The author has something to say:

Came back from exercising yesterday afternoon,

He actually found out that he has the Overlord vote ranking,

Only then did I realize that a little angel had thrown mines at me.

I was so excited that I didn't know what to say.

Thank you, I am truly honored to have your love.

I am very grateful for the mines thrown by the little angel of salted fish Benyu

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I am very grateful for the grenade thrown by the little angel Wuxusheng

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I am also very grateful to that anonymous little angel for filling me with 2 bottles of nutrient solution

I really love you guys so much! ! !

Why do you treat me so well? I'm moved~