Chapter 279:

The boy fell into the quagmire again, and no one offered him a helping hand. The child who took the lead threw stones at him. The sharp edges and corners could not scratch the boy's skin, but it hurt the boy's still young heart.

He knelt in the quagmire, let other children beat and kick, clenched his mouth and gritted his teeth to prevent the tear duct from collapsing, and grinned at them with an extremely reluctant smile.

"Damn it, why doesn't this monster cry?? It's a real monster!"

"Is this smiling face provoking us?"

"Cry for me, cry for me! Bring you all the unfortunate guys! You must be the cause of my poor harvest this year! Dad said you, a deformed guy, will ruin the city sooner or later. Why do you still Don't die?" The immature voice was full of viciousness and viciousness.

Gradually, the children became tired.

"Have you hit enough? If you have enough hits, take a break, can you add me? I want to be with you...

"Ah, this monster can actually speak!"

"Hey, what a disgusting smile! Stay away from me!

"Want to play with us?? What silly thing to say? Who would be so weird with you..."

"Yes." A boy stopped the children who were speaking badly around him, staring at the deformed boy who was lying in the mire and withdrew to please his smile.

"Lick each of our shoes clean. It's not impossible to play with you." The tall boy headed teased his face, watching the deformed boy's face return from hope to despair. 1C it said, "I... the deformed boy hesitated to speak, sitting trembling on his knees

Fiction

"Cut, boring, let's go if we don't play.

"Wait, wait a minute! I, I do."

"Oh? Really?" The boy pretending to turn around gave a triumphant smile, and turned away casually.

"You have to lick it clean, even if there is a little left, it's not enough?"

"I, I know."

Oh, this monster is really a fool. Whatever he did, the decision is in his own hands, but it is a matter of one sentence to pass the test. Feelings...

"No, it looks like an adult is coming!"

"What are you afraid of? Look at your kind of bear, what about the adult coming? Which one in the suburbs doesn't want this monster to leave? Don't worry, they won't." The boy sneered.

"But... I. Brother, it seems that the knight who likes to be nosy is here.

"...The boy glared fiercely at the deformed boy in the quagmire, and left with a dry dog ​​leg unwillingly.

"Children? Are you okay, wake up.

The soft call in front of the ear restored the trance-looking boy to his sanity.

The man hugging him looked urgent, and he didn't even have time to take off the iron helmet on his head.

...Uncle? The eyes of the deformed boy gradually focused. two

"Did they bully you again?" Regardless of the boy's dirt, the knight pulled out a silk scarf and wiped the boy's muddy cheeks. "I went to their parents and asked them to strictly discipline them.

"No need, uncle, you have helped me many times, and if they were beaten by this, they wouldn't play with me... The boy braced his body with difficulty, twitched his mouth at the knight. Go out limpingly.

Seeing the deformed back figure that kept walking away, the knight couldn't help but feel unbearable.

"It's no way for you to go on like this. Why don't you go to get an adoption permit with me, and live in my house. With my protection, no one can bully" until you... the boy's heart beats for a moment, but it's only a moment. He shook his head and refused as usual.

"No, thank you Mr. Cavalier." Or played

"But so, where can you go? It's going to rain soon, are you going to the garbage factory to shelter from the rain again?"

"Well, by the way, I can also help you bring the trash you put in front of the door there. These are what I can do and can help everyone.

...Why do you want to help the residents of this town? Don't you hate them? ’

"Hate?" The boy's voice was a little surprised, and then he shook his head. "I am grateful to them.

"Without them, I can't survive to this day. Even if they only helped them a little, they would throw away a few pieces of dried bread to prevent me from starving to death. How could I hate them?" The boy blew and changed. Nose, turned his head and smiled from the bottom of his heart.

"Maybe I am a monster, but I also understand that I am grateful."

...Go back with me, it's going to rain. "The knight looked up at the sky, and didn't know what he was thinking.

The boy turned his head and chose to refuse.

The knight grabbed his hand involuntarily.

"? Mr. Knight, what are you doing?"

"It's about to rain, you are still young and can't stay outside all the time.

"Yes, but I will bring misfortune to others."

"That's just right, I've been used to the smooth wind and rain in my life, and I want to meet some bad luck to relieve my boredom, kid, the two of us seem to be very suitable." The knight did not compromise, and gently tugged the boy not to let go.

"cocoa……

"No but.

The boy's lonely heart yearns for acceptance, and is even more afraid of hurting those who accept him.

The knight's home is a three-story apartment located in the middle of the eastern suburbs.

The knight’s wife is a virtuous and gentle middle-aged woman, and there is also a kind and gracious grandfather. The most commendable thing is that their son does not discriminate against the deformity of his body, and he will not be afraid, and kindly gave him up. Got a name and became a member of this family.

The warm care melted the rough edges and corners of the boy's heart. In the warm environment, the boy's autistic heart began to open.

As he grows older, the boy begins to realize that his body is not simply deformed. To be precise, his body structure is different from ordinary people and begins to perfect. The boy feels that he is different from his "family".

The first thing to bear is the head. There are two pairs of asymmetrical horns. Every human being I have seen will not grow this kind of thing.

He was really a monster, and he gradually realized this.

What touched him was that the family's attitude towards him remained the same as usual, and he did not have a strange vision for him because of his weird appearance. The more the family ignored his abnormality, the more and more doubts accumulated in their hearts. In the end, he couldn't help the confusion and anxiety accumulated in his heart and took the initiative to pierce this layer of paper.

"Born in this world, it's not your fault." This is the answer that Lao Qitu once gave him.

The boy moved a few times in his heart, stopped talking, let go of his knot, and continued his life.

The plain and warm air, every breath is extremely precious to him.

Strange things started from that day.

That day, the old knight, who was not far from his retirement, returned home. The boy had never seen him so panicked. His face was pale and trembling, and his hands were trembling, as if he knew something terrible.