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Xu Muliu's life before the age of 13 was like a dream, a complete nightmare.

His father was an alcoholic, and his mother was cowardly and timid. As soon as his father returned home after drinking, he used their mother and son as a tool to vent his anger.Father knew that he lived a humble life, that he was poor, unmotivated, and addicted to alcohol, but he didn't reflect on it, but blamed Xu Muliu and his son for his uselessness.

Xu Muliu has heard the most words since he was a child, "You little trash, I gave birth to you, fed you and clothed you, so you should beat me, do you know that?"

Xu Muliu's childhood was full of alcohol, abuse and the smell of blood in his mouth.In that small house where the family lived, there was an empty cupboard. Every time Xu Muliu's father was violent to his mother, he would be blindfolded and locked in that cupboard, with his mother crying in his ears and his father's abuse, but Xu Muliu couldn't do anything.

Later, his father died in a car accident, and his mother was very sad. Xu Muliu didn't understand why, no one came to beat and scold him after this scum died.

Later, Chi Jianguo came to pursue Xu Muliu's mother, Chen Liu, after knowing that Xu's father was in a car accident. Under Chi Jianguo's leadership, Xu Muliu saw that there are so many colorful things in this world, and gradually saw the light.

Chen Liu rejected Chi Jianguo's pursuit, Xu Muliu didn't understand, he was lying on the bed looking at his mother, his mother was so young but her face was full of traces of time.

"Mom, I want to leave here." Xu Muliu's voice was very low. Looking at his son's face due to long-term malnutrition, Chen Liu suddenly felt a little soft-hearted. What did this child do in what should have been a colorful childhood? to experience these.

Chen Liu agreed to Chi Jianguo's pursuit, Xu Muliu and Chen Liu moved to Ailan Community, and met Ran Jinhua, a light appeared in Xu Muliu's dark world, pulling him out of the quagmire.

......

"Xiao Liu, I'm sorry, I don't know you have experienced this, what happened yesterday..."

"It has nothing to do with you, and thank you." Xu Muliu took a sip of milk, looked at Chi Antao and smiled, the morning sun shone on his face, softening his outline.

By chance, Ran Jinhua felt that the other party would be a good lover: "Would you like to have a try with me?"

"what?"

"Try to fall in love with me."

Xu Muliu felt as if he had heard it wrong, and his brain paused for a while before he came back to his senses: "I have never been in a relationship."

"I do not have either."

"I never thought my first love would be a man."

"Let's eat, after dinner we'll go to the playground."

"Why are you going to the playground?"

"A date."

"it is good."

......

However, life is not as plain as Xu Muliu hoped. In the last semester of senior high school, Chi Jianguo told Xu Muliu that he wanted to send him abroad. Xu Muliu has always had a dream of being a designer. Chi Jianguo felt that he should give Chi Antao a realization. A better way to dream.

Xu Muliu originally wanted to discuss this matter with Ran Jinhua, but he did not expect that he and Ran Jinhua would quarrel at this time.

Xu Muliu was in a bad mood these days. Ran Jinhua got close to a girl. Xu Muliu got jealous, but Ran Jinhua didn't explain anything. He felt that Xu Muliu was just making trouble for no reason. Xu Muliu immediately exploded, and they had a big fight .

"Have you ever thought about how I feel? What is my position in your heart?" Xu Muliu was very emotional.

"Xu Muliu, do you really think we can be together forever?"

"What are you talking about, why can't we be together forever?"

"Can you stop being so naive? Do you know that we are all going to get married and have children in the future?" Ran Jinhua also got angry in a hurry. On the one hand, he felt that Xu Muliu didn't trust him; matter.

Xu Muliu sent Ran Jinhua a message before boarding the plane, but Ran Jinhua didn't reply him, and the two of them never got in touch after that.

The author has something to say: the dog blood is almost gone, I still like to write sweet honey