Chapter 263: stench

Yang Chen and Li Xue hurried out. The three of them stood in the corridor and looked towards the road when they came. It was dark and they could not see anything clearly.
"How can there be footsteps?"
"I really heard! It seems that someone is beating in the passage."
"Don't scare yourself, hurry and help."
Li Xue dragged Wang Yan into the last room, Yang Chen stayed outside for a while, talking about what Wang Yan said: "Jumping?"
The three found in the last dormitory. Most of the garbage piled on the beds were props made of sponges and wooden blocks. They looked dirty and messy, but they didn't emit a strange smell.
"Is this dormitory dedicated to storing garbage?" Li Xue covered his muzzle and nose with his sleeve: "But why is the innermost bed still covered with bedding? Who would like to live in such a dirty environment?"
"Now it ’s not about who will live in this place." Yang Chen picked up the garbage model on the bed and sniffed under his nose: "We smelled a smell when we entered the hidden scene, this room smells The strongest, that is, the smelly thing is in this room, only to find the thing to crack the secret of this scene. "
"I think what Lao Yang said makes sense. There are garbage everywhere in the house, but it's not the garbage that smells bad. It's weird." Wang Yan walked to the only bed with a futon: There is no garbage bed, but the smell is the heaviest. "
He grabbed a corner of the bedding and gritted his teeth to lift it away.
There was nothing terrifying under the tattered quilt, just a note.
Opening easily, Wang Yan glanced briefly.
"Sorry, I shouldn't be too close to you, I just want to help you pick up the ball."
"Teacher, I didn't intentionally get my clothes wet. No one teased me because I was bad."
"Dad, I will do my best, please, please don't hit me again."
"I'm sorry, I don't know why I laughed when I laughed, but it won't happen in the future."
"What do you think is wrong with me, I can change it, I can change anything!"
"I really just want to be like them, sorry ..."
The notes are not too thick, filled with words of apology, looking a little depressed.
"Is there a problem with your brain? What apologies? If you are bullied, just him!" Wang Yan was anxious. He pouted, and he didn't agree with the owner's approach.
"You guys come to see this." Li Xue found some torn photos in the bin of the dormitory. She checked out a few photos, and after she put together, she could barely see the people in the photos.
"It should be a father and son."
The child is severely obese, and he can see that he has a low self-esteem and seems to be afraid of the camera, so he hides behind his father.
His father had a bad temper, his face was full of anger, and he was very violent towards him, pinching his neck with one hand, and forcibly dragging him from behind.
"Is this a stepdad?"
Wang Yan opened the notes for the other two to watch. The first few pages were normal, and the more they looked back, the less pleasant it was for them.
The boy had no name. The classmates called him a pig. His father was one of the investors in the Xijiao Private College. His family was rich, but his father was particularly harsh on him.
The note didn't explain the reason, but from the words in the line, it can be guessed that the boy's mother seemed to betray his father, and the child's birth was a mistake.
The boy longed for praise from his father, but no matter what he did and how sensible, the response was always violence and reprimand.
He was very cautious in his life. Only when he was eating could his body feel a sense of satisfaction, but he could eat uncontrollably and treat his food as a way of decompression. The end result was that the boy was seriously overweight when he was very young.
Seeing the boy's ugly appearance, instead of worrying, his father had a thrill of revenge.
The boy who didn't know anything, just felt his father's happiness, so he ate harder.
By the time he grew up, both his mind and body had become diseased.
At school, the boy feels inferior and cowardly. No one wants to sit with him and return home. If there is any discomfort, he will face his father's punches and kicks.
Gradually, there was a serious problem with the boy ’s psychology. Something that others found beautiful would become very ugly in his eyes.
And others hate things that he can't avoid, but he treasures them as treasures.
This child often does ridiculous things, such as secretly taking away the leftovers of others in the cafeteria, and picking up some dirty and smelly things in the trash to take home.
His father beat him hard every time, but the child seemed to be unable to control himself, and his world view was completely reversed.
Several times in a row, one time his father attacked the boy with too much weight and stunned the boy into the hospital.
Finally, under the education and persuasion of the police, the boy's father agreed that the boy moved into the school dormitory to live.
The boy's father was an investor in a private school in Xicheng. The school agreed very simply and prepared a single room for the boy.
After moving into the dormitory, the boy inevitably had to contact other classmates. He had to apologize more times a day, and his illness was getting worse.
It didn't take long for the other bedrooms close to the boy's room to smell a bad smell. The school looked for the smell and pried open the single room where the boy lived, and all the doors were dumbfounded.
The original clean bedroom was filled with all kinds of garbage, but the dirty and smelly garbage became the most beautiful decoration in the eyes of the boy.
The school asked someone to throw away all the garbage in the house, gave the boy a punishment, and notified the parents.
The boy's father had always been brutal about his educational methods, punching and kicking.
According to the boy himself ~ EbookFREE.me ~ His father kept beating him until late at night before leaving.
No matter how painful it is to live, life continues, and every time a wound on the body heals, the boy ’s mental illness becomes more serious.
There was another odor in the hallway, and the school was helpless. The boy's father was an investor in a private school. Expulsion of his child was not appropriate in any way.
After repeated cleaning several times, the boy still didn't change much. The school had to vacate several dormitories close to the boy's room, and then asked someone to clean his room regularly.
Over time, the odor in the room could not be removed, it seemed to be saturated in the walls and floor tiles.
At that time, the private school in the western suburbs was so busy with the girl's dormitory that he was so busy that he never took care of the child again.
The boy whose psychology has been completely damaged keeps carrying the garbage back to his bedroom, and the smell is getting stronger and stronger.
Since this time, the boy's diary has become monotonous and repeated, he began to apologize constantly to his father, praying that his father can forgive him.