Chapter 204 His past, comforting and distressing him

When Chi Na heard these words, he felt that as a qualified subordinate, he should avoid suspicion.

So she immediately pressed the button.

Watching the lift panel he spent a lot of money to install slowly rise, dividing the car into two spaces, he nodded with satisfaction, then leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes to take a nap.

But later, Zhou Qixiao fell into memories for a moment.

Cherish

these two words have been out of his reach since he had memories.

The stupid mother was played by his scumbag father and left her mother behind to go back to the grizzly bear country after saying he would come back to pick you up.

The mother, who was in poor health, tried her best to give birth to him, dreaming day after day that her scumbag father would come to pick them up, and then she and her beloved would grow old together.

Before he was seven years old, he lived a good life materially, but his mother did not allow him to go out, so the only sky he had in his childhood was that small, shabby room.

As she waited day by day, her mood became more and more unstable, and she began to abuse him and mentally abuse him.

When he was helpless, he also longed for the tall and handsome father she talked about and wondered if he would look for them.

Then his mother would get better and he could live a normal life.

But he went from hope to despair to numbness, and the man his mother talked about never appeared.

When his increasingly desperate mother took him thousands of miles to find the grizzly bear.

He stood in front of a group of gorgeous buildings that he had never seen before. The precocious man finally understood that his father was not too poor to come to them, but he had just forgotten them!

As a result, he and his mother didn't even have a door. As soon as I entered, I was pushed and thrown to the ground by the vicious foreign bodyguards.

That was the first time he saw Daddy.

He would never forget that on a snowy night, he was so cold that he lost all consciousness.

The man looked at him condescendingly like he was trash.

And he did treat him like trash.

He was so young that he couldn't remember the man's specific appearance.

I only remember the ferocious and twisted face, the bad Nanzhou dialect, and the vicious and disgusting curses.

And banknotes flying all over the sky.

"Perhaps she is a little beast born from some wild man, and she relies on me!"

"Even if she is my son, she is just a mixed-blood bastard!"

"You inferior prostitute, you just want money, get out of here !" !"

...

He saw the boy and girl standing in the warm and bright room through the gap in the iron fence.

Through the glass, their blue tears, which were exactly the same as his, were full of ridicule, disgust and arrogance.

The oldest one even rushed out and kicked him.

The words "son of a bitch" were still fresh in his memory.

And his so-called father stood by and watched, indifferent.

Even when he wanted to resist, he kicked him hard.

He said to the boy: "Good son, pay attention to your identity. You don't need to do it yourself to fight such wild dogs."

After saying this, he waved his hand.

Adult bodyguards swarmed him and kicked and punched him and his mother.

He threw himself on his mother who could only cry and protected her with his small body.

At that time, he naively thought that after his mother knew the true nature of his scumbag father, he would stop fantasizing about it.

But his mother's hands dug into the flesh of his arms. He

screamed repressedly: "It's all your fault! It's all because of you that he didn't want me! Why did I give birth to you!"

On this day, in addition to the bone-eroding pain and numbing cold, his little My heart also shattered into glass shards.

If this was the case, he wouldn't hate his scumbag father so much that he would crush him to ashes.

Before he and his mother returned to Nanzhou.

His current wife came to find him, and not only did her men bully his mother, but he also injected her with drugs.

And when he staggered down to ask for help, he saw the scumbag dad in the car downstairs, waiting to take his wife home after she had lost her temper.

Later, his mother, who was addicted to drug abuse, beat and scolded him.

But when she was sober, she would cry and apologize to him, saying that she couldn't help herself...

But within a year, she sold him to a human trafficker.

And in her heart, he was only worth a bag of powder the size of a thumb...

Later, he climbed up from the pile of dead people.

Although he became a master, his heart was completely dead. He was full of indifference towards the world and could no longer empathize with others.

In his world there is only blood, winner takes all, and complete control.

If you want Wen Ran, use this method.

But now, the little girl said that he was a person worthy of her cherishment. Is

he really worthy?

"Zhou Qiqi, what's wrong with you?"

After Wen Ran finished speaking, she saw that Zhou Qixiao seemed to be stuck in some bad memories, and felt a little uneasy.

She knew some of Zhou Qixiao's past misery from Chi Na and Jiang Jiliu, and she didn't know if these words accidentally touched his pain.

She nervously grasped Zhou Qixiao's big hand and squeezed it gently.

"Everything has passed, I am here!"

Thousands of thoughts, only in a moment.

Zhou Qixiao originally thought that he no longer cared about this.

But Wen Ran's words of "cherishing you" made his calm heart flutter slightly again.

At this moment, he watched the little girl pretending to be mature and comforting him.

A strange emotion came over me.

Slightly sour, but instantly sweet like honey.

He has always been a powerful presence outside, and is what people call a madman and a monster.

It seems that I will never fall down, never be at a disadvantage, and never feel uncomfortable, anxious or other similar emotions.

Even Palai, who had seen him in his most embarrassing state when he was young, never felt that he was like a wolf cub and needed comfort.

But the little rose in the greenhouse in front of him gently hugged him, comforting and caring for his emotions.

He held Wen Ran's hand with his backhand, lowered his head and put it against his forehead.

Her voice was slightly tight, "Wen Mianmian, I'm not as good as you think, I'm covered in blood..."

Wen Ran raised his other hand and touched Zhou Qixiao's head tentatively.

Seeing that he didn't reject it, she inserted her fingers into his hair.

I didn't expect that the hair of a man who usually looks arrogant and domineering would be so soft.

At this moment, he gently pressed his head against her shoulder, his tall body hunched in front of her.

At this moment, it seemed that he was no longer the manipulative Zhou Shiye outside, but just a lost child who couldn't get over the trauma of his childhood.

Wen Ran's heart was instantly stirred together, and she felt very distressed.

She gently rubbed his head, as if silently comforting him.

"But no one in this world is perfect! You have done well enough! You are in the mud, but you still stick to your bottom line.

You insist on prohibiting drugs against all the opinions, and you also silently help ordinary people who are being harmed. That's it. How many people in this world can do these two things?

So Zhou Qixiao, you are very good! You also deserve others to treat you well!"

Zhou Qixiao did not raise his head, his half-downed eyelashes blocked most of his eyes, and the shadows were cast down, covering the rest of his eyes. Half of the blue is as thick and dark as ink.

His voice was much deeper than before, "Wen Ran, if one day you find that I am not as good as you thought, and my badness touches your bottom line, will you leave me?"

As he said this, Zhou Qi Xiao raised his head He raised his hands and wrapped them around Wen Ran's slender waist.

It seems like this can keep people under control.