Chapter 419: Yuan's Light 2

Chapter 419 Yuan's Light 2
Cen Juan took Fu Ting upstairs, and when there was no one around the corner, he pushed the girl against the wall, "Sister, you just hurt your brother, how do you plan to make up?"
Fu Ting rubbed his eyes sleepily, "I want to sleep!"
"Not yet, have you forgotten that we are boy and girl friends?"
"I remember!"
Cen Tiong laughed lowly, "What should the boyfriend and girlfriend do before they go to bed?"
"Kiss." Fu Ting said instinctively.
"Then you give me a kiss." Cen Qiu looked like a scumbag, temptingly.
Fu Ting obediently kissed him, and just touched his lips--
"Cough!" There was a cough behind him, and Fu Yuan didn't know when he walked across from them. The slender and handsome man stared at this scene almost coldly.
Cen Tireyi still didn't let go of Fu Ting, raised his eyes and looked at Fu Yu'an, "Fourth brother, why are you still taking a peek."
"She's still young." Fu Yuan clenched his hand under the cuffs, looking deserted, "You are not allowed, bully her."
Cen Juan buttoned the back of Fu Ting's head and chuckled, "I like Fu Ting, so I treat her better than you are. I obviously want to get close, but because I dare not, I'm sneaking like a thief."
Fu Yuan's heart tightened fiercely, and when he was told the embarrassing truth at the bottom of the center, he looked away in embarrassment.
There was a trace of scarlet at the end of his cold white eyes.
"Uncle Si!" Fu Ting suddenly ran to Fu Yu'an, looking up at him with a clean face.
She called him...
Fu Yuan lowered his head in a daze, fearing that Fu Ting would show disgusting eyes, and subconsciously stepped back.
He doesn't deserve to be near her.
"Does Uncle Si hurt?" Fu Ting grabbed Fu Yu'an's wrist, moved his lips together, and exhaled at the scars, "I'm hurt, I want to scream, listen to you..."
The scars on Fu Yuan's wrist were actually scabs long ago, and he could no longer feel the pain, but when Fu Ting exhaled the hot air on his wrist, he suddenly couldn't bear it.
The man's stiff back flexed slightly, and he looked down at the little girl who was blowing air seriously, and there was a very strong uncontrollable emotion in his eyes.
"No, it doesn't hurt..." Fu Yuan said in a dumb voice, hesitated for a moment, and tried to withdraw his hand slightly.
Fu Ting puffed up his cheeks, his voice was crisp, "Uncle Si is deceiving, it's all red here, why doesn't it hurt? It must be so painful!"
In an instant, Fu Yuan's fingertips seemed to be scalded, and he curled up tightly.
He could actually take his hand away, but hesitated and didn't move. He moved his face lightly, his throat was dry, "You, let go, dirty..."
The marks on his wrists were his cowardly shame, his unbearable dark psychology, and should not be shown to the little girl.
She is so good, he will pollute her.
"Where is it dirty?" After Fu Ting was drunk, he was confused and looked at Fu Yu'an with wide eyes, as if a little bit of understanding, and then excitedly said, "It will be clean after listening to you!"
With that said, she leaned forward, and when Fu Yuan did not react, she kissed the red mark on her wrist very lightly and touched it with her small hand.
The little girl stared at her black eyes and said, "Uncle Si is good, tomorrow will be fine."
Fu Yuan's black eyes shook violently, and for a moment there was no way to think of anything.
After a few seconds, he took two steps back and ran away almost hurriedly.
Fu Yuan entered his room, locked the door behind him, went to the room and opened the safe, which was full of items for girls.
He took out Fu Ting's keychain doll and stroked it lightly, slowly recalling the past in his mind.
Fu Yuan was kidnapped by his mother morally as soon as he was born.
Because his mother almost died of dystocia when he was born, Fu Yuan felt that he was guilty and that he needed to pay off his debts.
After getting acquainted, he was forced to abandon his dream of painting and study hard every day, fearing that his mother would be unhappy.
His mother demanded that he must be brilliant in every way and must surpass all the brothers in the family.
At the age of seven, Fu Yuan participated in the Olympiad with his best friend.
Just because one of the judges said that his good friend could win, so his mother bought the other two judges and let him get the first place that did not belong to him.
His good friend was from a poor family and needed to get the chance to enter the National Olympic Mathematics Training Class through that Olympic Mathematics competition, but he ruined his best friend's dream and became the shadow of his life.
From then on, Fu Yuan knew that he had to work hard, work harder, and always be the first so that he would not take away other people's things.
Fu Yu'an is actually not smart, even considered the dumbest of his brothers. It may take him an hour for someone to memorize a good text in a few minutes.
This also caused Fu Yuan to have almost no play time since childhood, and could only study hard every day.
He is not a competitive character, but he is forced to put on a mask and pretend to live happily every day.
But many late nights, he would engrave a blood mark on his body and his wrist with a knife to express his painful pain without seeing the sun.
There are many brothers in the family, and everyone has their own things, and no one finds something wrong with him.
I don't know when he began to look forward to having a younger sister.
In other words, he expects someone to redeem him.
But God was too unfriendly to him. What he wanted, what he expected, has never been realized.
So Fu Yuan fell ill, and he began to fantasize about having a younger sister.
Every night, he would tell his psychological words to his imaginary sister, and release his truest self.
In front of other people, he can't be himself, but in front of his sister, he can speak his mind freely.
Only his sister understood him, so he prepared many gifts for his sister.
Looking at those gifts, it was as if my sister really existed. It turned out that someone knew him, but that he was not alone.
All his sustenance was given to this non-existent sister.
It may be that the heavens heard his heart, and he knew the existence of Fu Ting from his mother's mouth.
Fu Yuan is really happy, he can't wait to come back.
Although Fu Ting is not a younger sister, she is just like the younger sister in his fantasy.
She is very cute, she is very careful, she will notice that he is injured, and will actively ask him if it hurts.
When he was a child, Fu Yuan dreamed that someone would discover his pain and find that he was not happy.
But no.
No one asked his opinion, no one paid attention to his feelings.
He lives as if there is no soul, even he himself almost forgot how he felt.
But just now, when Fu Ting looked at him with those clean eyes.
he thinks,
It hurts.
It really hurts.
Fu Ting is even better than his fantasy sister.
But he, who was stained with dirt, was no longer qualified to approach the beam of light in his heart.
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(End of this chapter)