"Why don't you believe me?"
"Do you two hate me that much?"
The child knelt in the great hall looking up to see where his figure was looking, but only received a large door that was always closed. It was like an old palace separate from the commoners out there.
It left silently, its knees numb from the pain. It was here kneeling for three hours even though its clothes were soaked with rainwater. But his parents didn't trust him, his words were like a passing wind.
There was no response from the surroundings now only an eerie silence remained. It sat there buried in the thin blanket that covered it were four inanimate walls.
Parents have always been like that, always hated it, never once trusted it, is there anyone in this world who believes in it? Does anyone love it?
"Do bastards have to live too?"
"How can a bastard use such luxuries?"
Looking at the rice tray in front of him, his tears stubbornly flowed down, always like that every day! They consider it redundant in this place, why would they take it back? Bring it back and torture it so much?
The clause was not resentful because he soon got used to this cold, lonely feeling. They give him a house separate from where they live, they send him to school, give him money, and give him food, but only receive the word "amnesty" but why give him that grace?
Clause never knew whose birth he was because people out there always said to him that "there was a mother born but no mother taught him." Even the name was randomly given by the father, but for Clause, it was too much. pale. He couldn't remember his mother's face clearly, and he couldn't recognize his father's face, just a door apart.
"Clause, you didn't show your face to me."
The door was flung open and a man walked in magnificent clothes, his delicate face was five or six parts similar, but the difference in that face was mocking contempt.
"Yes." It lowered its head trying to maintain its posture from the fear in its heart. That branch of the whip has always been the object of day-to-day suffering, the pain tearing itself apart from both body and soul.
"The trash like you is dead, I don't know if Dad will have mercy? Or will he gloat?"
"But brother! I know you won't be buried even if you rot here."
The clause was in pain as his hair was pulled up by his half-brother, staring blankly at the clumps of his hair that were mixed into the air. He doesn't dare to protest, even though he may not dare because the other stepmother will beat him, will speak ill of him to his father, and then that hatred will multiply.
For him, this place is a hell on earth, the deeper he sinks, the more there is no way out.
"Are you dumb?"
"Clause are you looking down on me or are you testing your patience?"
"I'm sorry."
"Sorry? You can only say those two clichés? Tell me why my brother got hurt?"
Clause knelt on the floor in silent tears, could it be justified, but could his brother trust him?
The older brother did not receive an answer, and swung the whip repeatedly at the child's body, sending waves of vulgar scolding in his ears. It's hurt! There wasn't a single day that this whole body didn't taste the whip. It seemed to realize that as long as it was here they would find ways to destroy it like an old toy that needed to be discarded.
"Are you jealous of it?
"Or do you want to take its place? Is it dirty? It's your brother."
He heard the laughter of his brother in his heart suddenly born bitter. He honestly never thought he would take anyone's place.
"There isn't."
"If you admit I'll stop fighting, I'll give you money to pay for school. Think you have no money to support your disgusting body?"
"Yes, I'm jealous." Clause bowed again, and although that was not true, he had to agree because the other child was much more flattering than he was in this place.
The day he returned was also the day the child was born. Compared to it being abandoned in the corner of the house, that day in the house was filled with the joy of welcoming a new member, but it wasn't...
"Do you have any qualifications, you bastard!"
"You're just a child created by false sexual pleasures that need to be destroyed, but you were born too lucky and still jealous? Ridiculous Clause, it's Clause even though you're beautiful and noble but your identity determines everything."
The older brother left and after bringing all those contemptuous and mocking words on him. His pile of money was thrown in his face like he was giving away some dirty garbage.
Looking at the bills on my body, I couldn't help but cry. It is very sad, very angry, but there is nothing it can do. By itself, this place has a lower status than even a domestic dog.
It's been so long that he doesn't remember how long he endured this painful feeling... a year... two years or ten years but the time in this place is long until now it doesn't want to continue.
Because its memory is forever just an indistinct mess filled with someone's screams, cries, and lamentations. All... that's all.
Hearing the sound of the door being locked, Clause knew that his whole life would be like a baby bird whose wings had been destroyed forever, locked in an iron cage, unable to fly in the vast world out there.
The clock on the wall kept pinging for a while, becoming his confidant, each cry was a comforting word to encourage him in this rotten poor place. Each item in this place is associated with a different punishment as well as scary scars on its body
One mark... Two marks... ten marks covered on its back are overlapping traces of abuse left behind. It is possible that the whip could have been cut by a knife, but some bullets broke two of its ribs or cracked its leg bones.
Clause lay quietly on the rotten bed full of holes that he arbitrarily patched himself, his hands subconsciously hugging his thin, weak body that was constantly aching. Is it possible that one day it will leave this place called "home"? Carefree as before, even though life is a bit miserable.
Honestly, he always volunteered to have an idyllic life, with poverty and leisure, not a life of luxury, richness, and bondage like this.
The place where outsiders look in is a magnificent mansion filled with light, but has anyone seen that behind that halo is a dark sky full of sin and filth?
Imprisoning a child at an early age does not bring any sin, instilling in the child's body is hatred inherently not it. Destroying the innocence of a child's heart hurts the purest of souls to satisfy their bestiality.
"Is that the most peaceful place up there?"
The surroundings began to light up, he knew that today was still like any other day. Alone, he went to school because he didn't want to meet his second brother, and he didn't want to see his father, so every day he used to get up very early to leave the house before dawn and come home at dusk.At dawn, its heart is warmed! Looking at the birds chirping, and looking at the green trees swaying in the wind, they unconsciously smiled.Early morning is always the best time. The air is cold and virtual, there is a white mist, on the leaves of the trees, and there are iridescent water droplets in the morning. This scene makes it feel peaceful."Oh, I'm so sorry." Clause fell, his whole body hit a tree pedestal by the roadside, so painful that he couldn't even stand up."Sorry I didn't mean it.""No problem!"Looking at the hand stretched out in front of him, he hesitated for a moment, then grabbed it, so warm and so big it completely covered his small hands.When she looked up, Clause was co
He stood there looking at the sleeping child on the floor unconsciously smiling but could not help but feel heartache with his body shrinking like that of an injured kitten. After all, what did that child suffer?"What the hell is Tomson Ruan standing here for?""Ha! Just saw a poor cat.""So it's Chen? It's very pitiful to admit, but I have to bear with someone to bear the surname of the richest family in the world today, but my identity is an illegitimate child whose mother was born without a mother to teach me not to mention that my father is disgusted, stepmother With his brother, he always finds an excuse to beat and torture him."Tomson heard his colleague say that made him want to destroy the place himself. Seeing it firsthand and then seeing that bright aura was only used to cover the rottenness inside, to show people something noble and magnificent, but the essence was just a demon.What he didn't expect was that he had visited that place many times, but had never met that ch
Clause quietly walked down the street, watching the streetlights light up, then watching the people hurrying home. There is a feeling of loneliness in my heart.Those kids are probably no more than a few years old compared to him but look. They have their father and mother by their side to take them home, and at weekends they take them out alone and trudge on an empty street, regardless of morning or evening.Maybe it has no right to feel sorry for itself, not to be jealous because it is a mistake to exist in this world, why would it be better to receive such good treatment? He knows he understands that no matter how he lives or dies, no one cares, but in his heart, he can't avoid grief and loss. Aren't they all children? They all share the same blood, but compared to their brothers and sisters, they are just waste?"Is it better to leave early?"Clause reached the door of the house but did not dare to step in with one foot. It's scared! I'm really afraid of being kicked out, afraid o
"Um."Clause opened his eyes with difficulty, feeling as if he had just walked through the gate and came back as if his whole body was wasted. Even the slightest movement could not be, the eyelids that wanted to open were stubbornly closed.By the time it woke up, it had already fallen into a quiet night, even a little sound was not so quiet. But the feeling of loneliness and coldness surrounding it made it so peaceful.'Clack'Hearing the door opening, the nerves reacted vehemently despite the pain itself, and even though each movement made its back covered in a layer of cold sweat, it still forced itself into a defensive position even though it was soon entangled. passive position."Who?" Clause spat out a voice with difficulty but felt his throat become parched."Wake up?"A masculine voice resounded, and from outside the door came a man in his forties who didn't need to look clearly to know that the person entering was his father.But because he was a father, he soon brought him a
Clause Chen watched silently as the rosy fire turned the whole place to ashes, bit by bit devouring everything...Everyone here is probably already dead! It also suffered burns all over its body, not to mention the wounds left by its father. However, I was still alone and quietly stood there watching everything around me mix into the air. Now there's nothing left...This scene he had also faced and had stood here alone watching everything disappear. What was his feeling when he witnessed this familiar sight? Perhaps there is hope in the loss, but at most it is still painful.Because whether it was before or now where it used to be is rotten like that. This fire has brought all its hurt and pain buried into the void but still... can't... can't erase all traces left on its body day by day. It's hurt! The pain is like cutting flesh.The clause now doesn’t know what to do next. Don't know if to leave, or stay. From the very beginning, it did not know the reason for its existence."The bas
So cold!Why is it so cold everywhere? A cold that pierces the heart...Is that hell not as hot as lava but as cold as ice?Is it dead?But it doesn't accept...Clause Chen, it still wants to live, still wants to find happiness...It does not serve! God is unfair, so unfair to it...Clause Struggling trying to get out of his darkness to find some light of hope, but all it had was the quiet night that surrounded him. Cold breaths and pitiful cries are scratching this sinful soul.Clause hoping, trying to resist but still helpless, reaching out to grab a fulcrum but forever touching nothingness.Pain...Hopeless...Maybe that's what it feels like right now, wanting someone to reach out to save itself, but suddenly realizing that it has existed until now and is still alone.Solitary...Mourning...There are no friends and no close people even if there are, they will probably disappear soon!"The son wants to come here with his mother."Clause Hearing someone's call, he vaguely looked up
"What day is it already?""Master, today is the tenth day.""Then why isn't the child awake yet?"The man in black shouted angrily and threw his hand over the table, the cups and glasses were all broken, and the bottles were scattered everywhere."We...we don't know.""I don't know? You said I can wake up for a week and see if it's been three days the child is still in a coma, even his heart rate goes up and down, are you kidding?""No... we tried our best."The man in black smiled with sharp eyes, glanced at each of the doctors in the room, and silently for a moment said, "If it dies, you will also die together.""Don’t go."The faint voice resounded for a moment, making the whole room strangely silent, the man who was in a hurry to turn his back to leave also stopped. I turned to the white bed with a child lying gently on the edge of the bed, reaching out to grab a small hand."Yeah, I'm not going anywhere.""Don't go...don't go.""Be good, don't cry, I definitely won't go, won't le
It's awake!But somehow the eyes could not be opened as if someone had closed their eyes. The limbs are not much better, completely unable to move. Clause felt like his body was wasted..."Thirsty... thirsty." Clause weakly whispered for water, hoping someone here could hear it, but probably no one! The whole room is really quiet now."Are you awake yet?""Water. I want water.""Here, drink slowly, no one will argue with you."A clause was picked up by the strange man, and the water was also brought up to his mouth. He took a sip, his throat was no longer sore and his voice was restored. It weakly reached out its small hands and grabbed the large hands in front of it."I... I want to see you.""Not in a hurry is to wait a few more minutes for the doctor to check.""What's wrong with my eyes?" Clause trembled and touched his eyes. He didn't want to be completely blind. Not fair!"Don't cry, it's okay.""I won't go blind, will I?""Yeah, I definitely won't let you not see the light."To