Chapter 61: Fear

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Xiang Chen stumbled and ran. He didn't know how long he had been running, but he could feel that his physical strength was getting weaker and weaker, and even his legs began to numb, but he didn't stop. He just wanted to stay away from here quickly. Although he wanted to stay away from here, he kept struggling in his heart. He didn't know if it was just now. What will happen if you really fall into a fantasy? Although you know that there should be nothing good, it would be good to be accompanied by your mother here, so that you won't be lonely and sad.

No, no, she is not my mother, and my mother will not survive. I should practice well and resurrect my mother with my own ability to make her proud of her son. By the way, I still have a master. I can't let my master down. Thinking of this, Xiang Chen's eyes have been a little confused again. When he got up, although tears flashed, his expression was particularly firm.

He continued to run, feeling that the shouting in his ear was getting smaller and smaller, and he slowly couldn't hear it. Xiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief. The sound confused him like a demon. It was not until now that he slowly slowed down and finally stopped there. He bent slightly and gasped for a long time. The tired feeling appeared again. He thought he could be strong, but he didn't expect that the pain in his heart still remained in the scene at that time.

If it hadn't been for his father's choice of that bad woman, his mother would not have died, and he would not have become an orphan with a father. The cruelest picture he had always chosen to forget for him was also presented naked in front of his eyes just now, which made him panic.

"Chen Chen, why are you so unbehaved and left without saying a word. Do you know? Dad is very worried about you?" Just as Xiang Chen wiped the cold tears blown by the wind on his face, a harsh voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Xiang Chen listened to the familiar but aggravated hatred in his heart and suddenly straightened up and turned around. In front of him, there was a middle-aged man with a thick face. Next to him was a beautiful young woman holding a child. The young woman was quietly looking at herself, not Xiang Fu and Han Xiaoyan.

Seeing Han Xiaoyan with the flowing eyes, Xiang Chen's eyes seemed to be about to spit out fire. Seeing her disdainful eyes constantly sweeping at her, she was still focusing on teasing the child in her arms. Only when she looked at the child, the eyes full of arrogance and disdain were full of kindness, but in Xiang Chen's eyes, It's a mean face that can't be more mean.

"You're not my father, you're a bad person. I don't need your worries. I don't need it. It's you and you. You killed my mother!" Xiang Fu came over with deep eyes and stretched out his hand to pull Xiang Chen. Xiang Chen took his hand away and stepped back a few steps. He looked at Han Xiaoyan, who was happy and teasing the child in front of him. He felt pain in his heart, and then stared at Xiang Fu with a look full of hatred. At this time, he had forgotten where he was. All he knew that the two people in front of him were destroyed. A happy home.

"Chenchen, what are you doing? I didn't kill your mother. She was killed by a car. Well, now that you go home with your father, your mother and I have forgive you. Come on, Chenchen, look, this is your brother!" Xiang Fu did not react at all to Xiang Chen's rebellion. Instead, he waved to Xiang Chen with a smile on his face, then retreated to the back, took the child from the young woman's arms, and raised the child to Xiang Chen's side.

Xiang Chen looked at Xiang Chen's happy smile and felt like a boulder in his heart. When he was a child, did his mother and father also love like this? Will Dad hug me like this? Xiang Chen looked at it in a daze. Suddenly, he looked at Han Xiaoyan with red eyes. It was her, who was the fox spirit who harmed his mother, father, and ruined his home. I hate it. I really hate it!

Xiang Chen looked at Han Xiaoyan with red eyes, and then ran quickly towards her. Before Xiang Fu could react, he pushed his body hard and pushed his hands to Han Xiaoyan's body. With Peng's muffled sound, Han Xiaoyan's head hit the ground, and the blood soon flowed all over the ground, but Han Xiaoyan did not The wailing is just a burst of laughter.

"What are you doing? You are looking for death!" Xiang Fu saw Xiang Chen push down Han Xiaoyan, and his face suddenly turned blue and scolded. Unexpectedly, he threw the child in his hand at Xiang Chen.

Xiang Chen watched the child being wrapped and thrown over. For a moment, he hesitated, but soon he reached out to catch it. After all, the child was innocent, but when he put the wrapped child in front of him, he couldn't help throwing the child out in horror. The child actually had a woman's face. It was Han Xiaoyan who had just been pushed down by him. She kept sneering at herself in the package. After being thrown out, the laughter still kept coming. As long as he covered his ears, the sound still kept echoing in his mind.

"Little bastard, you are a little bastard. You don't have a home, no mother, and no one loves you. If your father doesn't drive you away, he doesn't love you. It's just that he's pitiful of you. With you, go down quickly and go with your damn mother, gurg, gurg..."

"Ah, no, no, you are the bad guy. You hurt my mother and made my father not love me!" There was a lot of cursed ridicule and abuse in his ears. Xiang Chen screamed and squatted with his head in his arms. In fact, there has always been an inexplicable sense of inferiority in his heart. He has always felt that his father did not love him, but just pitied him, but how he hoped that his father could really love him once, even once, but In memory, or after he had a memory, his father never had a real love for him. Some were just that kind of eyes full of pity and guilt, which made him hesitate and uneasy. He once fantasized in his heart that if he was going to die, his father would miss him and remember himself, but I have never had the courage.

"Die, there won't be so much pain when you die. If you die, your mother will always be with you, and your father will really love you!" When Xiang Chen squatted down with his head in his arms, a voice kept repeating like a nightmare in his mind. Suddenly, he seemed to be back to the midnight many years ago. He sat alone looking for his mother. No matter how loud he cried, no one paid attention to himself. There was only endless darkness and hidden fear in his heart. Fearing of the unprecedented infection of his heart, in fact, he is a child who is loved by no one. I remember that when he went to school for the first time, he was laughed at by his classmates and fought with his classmates. After that, he did not want to go to school and make friends. He has always been a person. His hatred for Han Xiaoyan and Han Xiaoyan's abuse of him made His personality became more and more lonely.

"Chenchen, die with your father. Let's go to find your mother together!" Just as Xiang Chen was crying, one hand suddenly put on Xiang Chen's shoulder, which were full of irresistible power. Xiang Chen quickly raised his head and saw his father Xiang Fu's ferocious and twisted face. In his father's hand, he still held a long knife, which was stained with blood.

For a moment, Xiang Chen forgot that these were just illusions. He looked at his father's ferocious face blankly and asked, "Dad, can you really find your mother when you die?" Is there really no pain?"

"Chen, there will be no pain when you die. Dad doesn't want you to live in this world without love. You have no relatives, let alone friends, so no one will love you, and no one will love you. Only death is the best relief. Come on, child, with a father with you, let's go to our mother, and then be happy together. Happy life!" Xiang Fu helped Xiang Chen stand up, and there was a strange light in his eyes. The long knife in his hand was also slowly lifted up. The tip of the knife was aimed at Xiang Chen's abdomen, and then slowly recovered his hand, and he was about to poke it into Xiang Chen's abdomen.