chsdbacks Chapter 12
Chapter 12
Yang Baoqiu was put on the bed by Yang Xuantian, drank some porridge, and when he regained his energy, looked at Yang Xuantian who put the porridge back on the table and smiled.
"Father, do you still remember, five years ago, when I was picked up by you, you fed me porridge like this."
"Of course I remember." Yang Xuantian smiled softly, "At that time, Qiu'er, you didn't trust your father at all, you were very stubborn."
Yang Baoqiu pulled the cup, cautiously probing: "Isn't the father strange? Why am I so young..."
"It's strange, but if you don't want to say it, you don't need to say it." Yang Xuantian sat down beside the bed, "I just need to know, no matter what happens, I will believe you."
"I want to say." Yang Baoqiu pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "Father is the first and only person who treats me well when I come to this world. If Father doesn't know, the world is afraid No one will know. I'm afraid, I'm really afraid, I'm afraid that even I will forget who I really am..."
There was a child who was born with abilities that ordinary people did not have. He could use special powers to heal the wounded.At the beginning, he didn't tell his parents about it, but used this ability to heal the wounded animals. He lived like that until he was ten years old.Until one day, my mother hurt her hand while cooking.He immediately helped his mother heal the wound.
But since then, his parents looked at him as if they were looking at a monster, and there were no more gentle words and kind touches.He doesn't know what he did wrong.Later, two men in white clothes came to their house and wanted to take him away. He was terrified and kept calling his parents, but the two of them stood by and watched coldly, looking relieved.
He was taken away by those two people and locked in a very dark place.The whole person has been in a daze, he can't feel the passage of time, he only feels that his body is getting weaker day by day, and the energy in his body is slowly passing away.He felt like he was going to die.He awoke from a deep sleep until his body adjusted to their medication.He wants to escape.
Fortunately, those people didn't expect him to wake up, so even he escaped with his broken body.The place where he is located is a research institute on a cliff.As soon as he escaped, someone chased him.
He really didn't want to fall into their hands again, so he gritted his teeth and jumped off the cliff.
"Later, I was born by my mother. Later, I met my father."
Yang Baoqiu narrated slowly, his voice was cold and sweet, although there was no ups and downs in these words, Yang Xuantian could tell that he hadn't completely let go of that experience.
Are you afraid of staying in a dark place because of those things, that period of darkness?My, please.
"Everything is over. Now, you are my begging son, just my begging son." He hugged Yang Baoqiu tightly, and comforted him softly, "Before, you were a different kind with supernatural powers, but now, you are a human being." The Venerable Master. And Father will never give you to anyone."
Yang Baoqiu only felt a sense of relief in his heart, and the oppressive feeling he had felt from time to time since he saw Yang Xuantian completely dissipated at this moment.
It worked.The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he also hugged Yang Xuantian.
"Father, trust me?"
"Why don't you believe it? My request is unique. No matter how bizarre your experience is, Father will believe it." Yang Xuantian let go, looking at his charming face and said.
"Qiu'er really... likes Emperor Father the most!" Yang Baoqiu quickly kissed Yang Xuantian on the cheek.
Yang Xuantian chuckled: "Qiuer likes Father, but Father loves Qiuer."
"what is love"
"You're still too young, you'll know when you grow up. Now, go to sleep." Yang Xuantian lay down with his clothes on, and slept with him on the same bed as he had been sleeping day and night for the past five years, but his inner thoughts were completely different.
"But Father's gift..."
Yang Xuantian extinguished the candle: "Don't think about it, begging is the best gift."
"En." In the darkness, Yang Baoqiu retracted his body into Yang Xuantian's arms.
It's time to end this sweet father-son story...