Reborn Only to Love You Again

The dark clouds and thunder and lightning flashed, and it seemed that God felt the sorrow of people, and it was pouring rain.

What happened that day became fixed in Wang Dahu's later memories, and sometimes it was so clear that he could remember the lines of resentment in everyone's face. Sometimes it was so vague again that his thoughts fell into a strange blank. However, anyway, when he walked out of the gate of the Public Security Bureau, he was awake. Because he knew that someone was more painful, uncomfortable, and more hopeless than him, he couldn't fall.

Grasping Li Qingran's cold little hand tightly, Wang Dahu touched the corner of his stinged bruised mouth and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Li Qingran looked at him quietly without saying a word.

For more than half a month, he has never said anything to anyone.

Li Qingran was no longer suitable for returning to Xingye Village, and the two lived in the county nearby.

Zhang Fang and Wang Guangzong, who already knew what happened, were full of pity and sympathy for the two children, especially Li Qingran. The child has been living in their home for many years. Looking at him is like looking at his own child. He is hard-working, easy-going, and sensible. Zhang Fang loves this child in his heart.

However, who would have thought and who could have thought that such a terrible thing would happen to him.

His biological father became a murderer, what should he do with this child? What do other people think of him!

"Ranran! Don't think about it that much! Take a rest, rest, wait, wait a long time here ..." The pain of suffocation in the chest could not bear any more, and he hugged him crying crying. Li Qingran, who was tightly held in her arms, seemed to flash something in her lost eyes, but eventually turned into a drop of tears, slowly dripping on her shoulder.

The rain kept falling for three full days. Over the past three days, Li Qingran's mental state has not shown any signs of improvement.

Every day, he just curled up in the corner of the bed alone, staring at the rain outside the window.

In this way, Wang Dahu felt the chilling "fear". Because of this feeling, the eyes full of life without love, death without fear, reminded him of his life before Li Qingran committed suicide before his grave.

Therefore, every day and every minute, Wang Dahu watched him tightly, for fear that he would do something to hurt himself.

However, one hundred secrets and one sparse.

One morning, when he opened his eyes, he found that Li Qingran was gone.

He went crazy looking around, hoarse, calling his name across the street.

All day long, he searched all day.

In the end, he was found in a street corner not far from his house. He was like a kitten abandoned by everyone, clinging tightly to his body, leaning lonely on the dirty On the wall.

Wang Dahu stood in front of him and looked at him.

Suddenly made an action.

He raised his hand and slapped him severely.

Li Qingran shook his cheek and looked at him in disbelief.

"Are you awake?" Wang Dahu shouted at him with red eyes, "How long are you going to escape!"

When will you punish yourself?

"Of course, I'm not such a cowardly person. He is strong, brave, and a man who can cling to his teeth regardless of any difficulties. It's not that you just run away and dare not face the reality!"

Wang Dahu's roar seemed like a thunder, breaking through layers of barriers, and passed to Li Qingran's closed heart.

Suddenly, one tear, two tears, and countless tears began to remain from those cool black eyes that were never seen again.

Li Qingran wept silently.

Wang Dahu also left tears, and couldn't stop feeling distressed, took a step forward and hugged him fiercely.

"He's dead," Li Qingran murmured leaning in his ear, "I was killed by my dad in front of my eyes. First, I stabbed him in the abdomen, and then I stabbed him in the chest, blood, a lot, a lot. blood……"

"Don't say it, of course, it's all gone, it's all gone!" Wang Dahu only hoped that he would come out of his self-enclosed state, but did not want him to think about what happened on that **** day. If possible, Wang Dahu hoped He can forget it all.

"One piece, one piece ... Dad ... Cut and cut Da Zhuang all, Da Zhuang must be very painful, it hurts ... I desperately let him stop, but, but ..."

"It's not your fault, it's not your fault!" Wang Dahu hugged him tightly, unable to restrain himself with his hands shaking.

"Why dad did it, why did he do it! Why should I be his son!" Li Qingran asked with a distorted expression.

Too much fear, too much sadness, and too much guilt have completely ruined a twelve-year-old boy.

He is unwilling to face reality because he cannot face it.

"Li Qingran ————" Wang Dahu suddenly yelled and looked at him.

The two eyes met.

One is full of firmness.

One person is full of despair.

"You listen! Your father did something unforgivable, but he was wrong, not you! So ... so ... cheer up, okay? Just for me?"

"Woo, hum ...... ah ah ah ah ............ Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry ......" He raised his hands tightly over his eyes, majestic tears shed from between the fingers, Wet Wang Dahu's chest. He knew who Li Qingran was sorry to, and he also knew that it was not a forgiveness with just one sentence, so that in the time that they lived in the future, they would do as much as possible to their grandchildren, even if they were close to their lives. The family makes a repayment, definitely!

One month later, this "shattered child homicide case" that shocked the city was declared closed. In view of the serious "schizophrenia" and "fantasy" of the murderer, Li Changgui was not sentenced to death and was supervised by a mental hospital. The Sun family refused to accept and appealed. When the second trial was about to begin, the suspect Li Changgui committed suicide by cutting his neck in prison. He made it with a sharp-pointed plastic toothbrush, inserted it straight into his throat, and cut the throat on the spot.

When Wang Dahu received the news, Li Changgui was in the final dying stage in the hospital.

"Go?" He asked softly.

Li Qingran sat at the window and shook his head quietly.

Wang Dahu sighed.

Li Changgui eventually died, and Wang Dahu collected him and was buried in the county cemetery.

Looking at the black and white photo with a Burmese smile on the tombstone, Wang Dahu's mind was mixed.

Sprinkle three glasses of wine on the ground, he said bitterly: "Uncle, I always thought about this time, was it wrong to send you to the mental hospital at first! In fact, I know that it is not a good place, I guess Even normal people have to go crazy in two days! But I do n’t feel relieved, I really do n’t feel relieved, I ’m afraid you ’re hurting ……… You are a patient, really! No matter whether you admit it or not, you really have I was sick, but, but at that time, I didn't think about curing you with heart and peace together, but the unwilling choice to push you far away ... Maybe from that day, we are destined to end today. "

"Of course I hate you now! He couldn't forgive you, so he didn't come today! But the child has always been soft-hearted and will one day untie the knot. I don't know why you suddenly chose to commit suicide, but I heard Everything about schizophrenia is clear for a while, I think it is that you suddenly wake up and realize what you have done, so you regret it. Then you are in that world, and say sorry to Da Zhuang Just say it for me, and say that if there is an afterlife, I will let him bully him once and never fight back. "

After talking for a long while, Wang Dahu got up and left, and the yellow Zou Ju in front of the tombstone shook gently in the breeze, telling a whisper that no one knew.

In a blink of an eye, it was golden autumn in September.

Wang Dahu and Li Qingran are preparing for junior high school.

On the day of school, the weather was very hot and people were everywhere. Wang Dahu squeezed in front of the bulletin board and looked at the schedule of classes carefully, however ------

One is class A and the other is class F.

He frowned when he frowned. This key middle school always classifies students according to their academic performance. So when the entrance exam is better than his own, how can he be assigned to the worst class?

It seemed like something had come to mind. Wang Dahu's heart suddenly burst into anger, and he ran to the Academic Affairs Office angrily.

"No mistakes! Li Qingran is indeed in class F!" Said the male teacher with glasses a little impatiently.

"But, class F is the worst class! It is impossible to get that class!"

"Mr. Li's academic performance is really good! But the teachers in other classes are not willing to accept him, so he can only be assigned to class F!"

"Unwilling to accept? Why?"

The male teacher glanced at him, and there was some dodge in his eyes.

"Mr. Wang Dahu, this is the school's arrangement. As a student, you only need to accept it ... Okay! I have something else, you go out first!"

Wang Dahu narrowed his eyes for a moment, and the sharp lines on his face tightened tightly. He looked at him and said word by word, "If the school does not transfer Li Qingran to class A, then I will also be transferred to class F. Come on! '

"………………up to you!"

What kind of broken school is this county key middle school? A group of fools pretending to be cold-hearted and rotten.

Wang Dahu almost yelled at his anger.