boss take me to death

He watched Qi Yanling and Shu Yuebai go away, and concentrated on stroking the "leopard" huddled in his arms.

So warm, he thought.The combination of feline softness and smooth and shiny fur is a touch that humans simply cannot resist.

"Leopard" is actually a big cat, but now it is still acting like a newborn kitten.

Its little owner is very nice and it knows it well.

But the two people who just left are not bad.

Because of those who are not friendly, the bones are piled up in the dark underground.

While recalling those who died here before, the leopard made a grunting sound, responding to his little master with a very intimate gesture.

The sky was getting dark, but the old temple was completely peaceful, without any eerie atmosphere.

The little boy fell asleep with his arms around the cat.

Maybe it was because he met a good person after a long absence. Leopard had a dream at night, about things that happened a long time ago.

Cats are creatures that are actually light sleepers and dreamy.

In the dream, I was still a kitten with no strength to restrain the chicken, and was the object of playful play by the bear children.

At that time, the claws and teeth were not sharp enough, the ears were grabbed, the tail was trampled, and the hair was even torn off. Apart from screaming sharply, there was no other way to resist.

"Look at this cat, it's dirty."

"It doesn't look good at all."

"Skinny, not like a cat at all."

"It's so ugly, maybe it's not a cat or some strange monster."

Children's malice is always sudden, and they use reasons that are not reasons at all as excuses for their own violence.

It's not that there are no children without good intentions, but when they see their dirty fur, messy appearance and thin body.

He would be unwilling to even give a slight touch, as if he felt that the clumps of hair would make his hands dirty.

If you happen to be being bullied, you will immediately walk away because you are afraid of getting into trouble

So, little boys are different.

Obviously, he was a poor little boy like himself.

Weak and weak, the target of bullying.

But when he heard his weak cry for help, he stood up bravely like a hero.

He hugged me tightly.

Not afraid of the dirtiness of my fur, nor the punches and kicks from behind.

He also didn't have any power to resist, so he could only bear the bullying of others silently.

Take the bullying on my behalf.

Accept all the pain that belongs to me.

When the villain finally got tired and left contentedly, the little boy was so painful that he couldn't straighten his back.

So he settled into his curled up position, stroking the cat that was tightly protected in his arms.

"Don't believe what they say, it's obviously very cute." He comforted the little cat like this, thinking that he could understand, afraid that it would feel inferior.

"I don't feel inferior, it doesn't matter if I'm cute or not, if I can grow up smoothly, see if I can't scratch those stinky brats to death!"

But then there was no chance, because he was taken home by the little boy.

The dream ends here.

The leopard woke up, and the night is the time for cats to be active.

It gently jumped out of the little boy's arms to check the situation of the temple, like a king inspecting his territory.Even though the meat pad had automatically silenced the sound of its footsteps, it still deliberately walked lightly before walking out of the room.

The little boy was fast asleep and didn't want to wake him up.

The leopard has gone out, but the little boy's dream continues. Coincidentally, today he also dreamed about the past.

He used to be very timid.

No, in fact, even today, he is still timid.

But at that time, no one protected him.

Speaking of it, he is like the male version of Cinderella, maybe even worse.

His mother passed away very early. I heard that he was born with dystocia. Although he did not die on the spot, it also left a great hidden danger to his body.

As a result, he continued to suffer from minor illnesses, lingering on the sick bed, and passed away before the little boy could remember.

I can't remember what my mother was like at all, but she must be very gentle, because the stepmother is always very kind to her brothers and sisters.

As for the image of his father, he is not very clear, because his father is away all year round and rarely comes home.

When he was just born, his father was busy taking care of his sick mother, and after his mother passed away, his father was busy with work to escape reality.

The stepmother is a gentle woman with a gentle name called Shuxiu.But this tenderness does not always exist.

At the beginning, his stepmother treated him fairly well, not to mention asking about his health, but three meals and clothing were always available.

Then everything changed.

The stepmother always wanted to have a common child with his father, but the father still missed his long-dead mother.This point always makes the stepmother angry, even if she is angry, she is reluctant to do something to her child. Of course, the little boy becomes a punching bag.

At first, she only dared to pinch or prick with needles in hidden places.Later she became more and more courageous, especially after discovering that the boy's father didn't care.

"If you want to blame it, you can blame your father. He doesn't see this family at all. Whether it's you or me, if he pays a little more attention, you won't end up where you are today."

"What's so good about a woman who's been dead for so long!" She always yelled and beat her up, very hard.

As for the elder sister Xu Zhizhi, at times like this she always walks away without looking sideways, occasionally giving her a look like looking at trash.

Occasionally, only very rarely, Shuxiu would feel that she shouldn't have done anything to such a young child, and she would feel a little bit guilty.

A delicious dinner, or a warm enough clothes, the little boy will be content.

But there is also a devil-like existence in this family, his brother Xu Zhi who is only one and a half years older than the little boy.

Only he has no guilt for his violence.

He was tall and strong, and the thin little boy was like an ant that could be crushed to death in front of him.

Whether at school or at home, he was an out-and-out sadist, punching and kicking at every turn.

He likes to abuse small animals, and the boy is one of the animals he abused.

The boy never dared to resist or complain, so more and more people abused him at school.

The only time he resisted was for a black kitten.

In fact, that cat is really cute, even if it is small and dirty, but there are no uncute cats in the world.

The little boy took the little cat home, rummaged through the medicines he had accumulated, and skillfully applied the medicine to the little cat.

But he knows that this is not a long-term solution.

Sure enough, at night, the aggressive stepmother came to the door, accompanied by Xu Zhi who had just filed a complaint.

Although it is not clear what version he is complaining about, it must not be a good word anyway.

"You're so talented, you dare to snatch things from your brother!" The stepmother didn't ask him, and just slapped him when she came up.

The cat popped its head when it heard the movement, but was immediately stuffed under the bed by the little boy.

But in such an instant, the stepmother has already seen it clearly.

"What is it? It's a lump of black and autumn." She went to grab the little boy's ear again, "Did you ignore my words? Let me tell you, you are redundant in this family. How dare you bring some messy things?" things come back."

She vented for a while, and when her anger finally subsided, she grabbed the boy and the cat and threw them out of the house.

"Birds of a feather flock together, they are all worthless things." She said.

No matter how ugly she said, the little boy didn't care. He hurriedly caught the cat, lest it might be bumped.

It has already been seriously injured, if it is dropped heavily again, its bones will probably fall apart.

If you save it yourself, you have an obligation to protect it!

The stepmother closed the door cursingly, locking the two cuties out.

The little boy wasn't worried. For God's sake, the woman couldn't have shut him out and starved to death.

But the cat is different, it must not be allowed into the house.

The little boy has no ability to protect it, and bringing it into the house by force will only lead to disaster.

However, letting it go wandering is probably a dead end.

For a moment, a place appeared in the little boy's mind.

A "haunted" ancient temple.

The little boy's hometown is on the edge of the national border, and the people living there are of different nationalities, races, and beliefs.

I don't know who took the lead, and finally everyone built a temple together.

There are gods from various families in the temple. When believers come, you worship yours and I worship mine.Do not interfere with each other.

The temple is supposed to be a place to cleanse people's hearts, but this place is always in conflict.Perhaps the believers who came to visit the shrine have different beliefs, and when they bump into each other, they always like to make people unhappy with their words.

Over time, I started to move my hands.

In the end there was a bloody incident.

Everyone said that the gods were dissatisfied with the people who put all the gods in a small temple, so they got angry.

When such rumors spread, the timid people pleaded guilty one after another, removed the statues, and never got together again.

The idols are gone, and so are the believers.Besides, people died, and no one came.

Over time, vines climbed the walls and weeds obscured paths.

The temple became gloomy and haunted legends began to spread again.

Then no one left.

Others avoid it, but for little boys, it is a place suitable for shelter from wind and rain.

It is the cat's new home.

is the best shelter.

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