Jin Yan ran away when he was ten years old.

In fact, he knew she was leaving. After all, she cooked a lot for him that night, and there were several meat dishes alone. You should know that meat never appears on his dining table.

This woman is stingy. When she teaches Jin Yan a lesson, she always twists his ears and calls him "little bastards" and "short-lived cubs". When she is angry, she will cut him a few times. That day, she was particularly gentle to Jin Yan. She didn't beat him even after taking a single digit in math. She kept picking food into his bowl while eating.

Jin Yan was creepy by his mother. He held a little cabbage in his mouth and didn't bother to eat it. He raised his head and asked silly, "What's wrong with you, Mom?"

His mother pressed his head down and said impatiently: "Eat your meal."

But his eyes turned red.

Jin Yan looks heartless, but in fact he is not stupid at all.

At night, he lay on the bed and didn't sleep at all. Although his mother took it lightly, Jin Yan could hear that she was packing things. He didn't move, but just stared at the yellowed ceiling with his eyes open, tears kept flowing down the corners of his eyes, and the pillowcase was wet after a while.

Later, the rustling noise outside disappeared, and the footsteps stopped outside his bedroom door.

Jin Yan didn't dare to make a sound. He pouted his mouth hard, and his mouth pressed against the tip of his nose, his facial features were squeezed together, and his tears mixed with snot were covered in his face, looking funny and pitiful.

He thought, let's go quickly, you won't be beaten if you leave, and you won't have to avoid those who have debt-chasing. If you leave, you won't be back.

His mother seemed to hear these sounds, but she didn't come in to see him after all.

The footsteps gradually faded away, and the sound of locks falling out of the door sounded.

It was not until this time that Jin Yan sat up from the bed and shouted heart-wrenchingly: "Mom!"

No one answered him.

No one will respond to him in the future.

Jin Yan raised his head and cried loudly. He knew that he had no mother anymore.

It was several days later that Jin Yan's father came back.

The man was drunk and kept cursing. Jin Yan knew at a glance that he had gone to gambling again and lost all his money. Jin Yan was afraid that he would die of fear, so he hid in the corner and did not dare to speak. The man stared at him and asked in a bad voice: "Where is your mother?"

Jin Yan didn't dare to breathe, so he shook his head. The man searched the house with red eyes. After finding that his wife had run away, he angrily smashed everything in the house, and grabbed Jin Yan and beat him up.

Jin Yan was beaten so hard that he cried and called his parents, and no one from his neighbors dared to come to help.

After a while with his father, Jin Yan also ran away. The reason for running away was that his father started taking drugs. When the drug addiction attacked, he almost slashed him with a knife.

Jin Yan had no one to rely on. After moving several times, he had already broken contact with his relatives before. He was too young and could not find a job, and he could not make a penny, so he could only wander on the street.

At first, it was fine, Jin Yan could still find food after rummaging through the trash can. He slept under the overpass and could get over it for a night with a cardboard box. After winter, it would not work. It was cold everywhere, and the winter wind blew on his body like a blade cut.

Jin Yan still remembers that the day he met Bai Hao was the first snow in winter.

At that time, he hadn't eaten for two days. He was wrapped in several torn clothes that had been turned out from the trash can, his hands were covered with frostbite, and his ten fingers were swollen like sausages.

It was still early when he arrived on the street, and there were not many people on the road. However, several breakfast shops rolled up their curtains and prepared to start business. The owner of the bun shop pushed out the steamer and lifted the lid, and the big meat buns were one by one. The steaming heat made people unable to open their eyes.

Jin Yan stood beside him, his eyes wide open, and saliva was almost flowing down the corner of his mouth.

The boss noticed his gaze, glared at him fiercely, and waved his hand out: "Go away, go, go there." His tone was like a dog driving.

Jin Yan curled his lips and walked away. He barely searched the street for a while, but couldn't find anything. In the end, he couldn't hold on and fell in a daze at the entrance of an alley.

I don’t know when it started, but snowflakes suddenly began to float in the sky.

Jin Yan opened his eyes and watched them fall gently and fall on his eyelashes, nose tips, and mouth. He felt that he was about to die. Although he didn't know what death was and what it would become after death, he knew that if he closed his eyes here, he would never wake up again.

People were coming and going around, and Jin Yan slowly closed his eyes as he listened to the hurried footsteps beside him. Before he completely lost his mind, he saw a blurry figure standing in front of him.

When he recalled this, Jin Yan couldn't help laughing.

This was the first time he saw Bai Hao. Even if he couldn't see his facial features clearly, he didn't remember what his expression was at that time, but the vague figure was engraved in his heart.

Bai Hao saved Jin Yan, not only sent him to the hospital for treatment, but also took him home.

The nanny at home was called Master Bai Hao, and Jin Yan also learned from her, and surrounded Bai Hao and called Master every day. In fact, he didn't know what the young master meant.

Bai Hao's family had no parents or other elders. Jin Yan didn't ask, and he just ate what Bai Hao gave him. Bai Hao didn't speak, and he wouldn't flip through things. Until one day, Bai Jing and Li Shuyi came. Jin Yan was gnawing chicken legs in the garden. When he saw them, he was scared to death. He thought they were coming to drive him away.

The result was different from what he thought, not only was he not driven away, but after Li Shuyi's arrangement, he also went back to school.

From then on, Bai Hao went to school, he also went to school, Bai Hao went home, he also went home. Then the two of them had dinner together, and after the meal, Bai Hao did his homework, he played by himself. After Bai Hao finished writing, he would teach him to write his homework.

They stay together for a long time every day.

For Jin Yan, after such a wandering life, what he was most grateful to was not that Bai Hao saved his life, but that he gave him a home.

Jin Yan leaned against the wall, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and gently stroked his fingers on the envelope.

Every time he thinks of Bai Hao, he feels that a sun is in his chest, warm and inexplicably happy.

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

When it was nearly twelve o'clock, a car slowly drove over.

Jin Yan was sitting in front of the guardrail on the side of the house, just in the backlight, and he didn't see the person in the car clearly, so naturally the people inside couldn't see him either.

The car was parked in front of the house, and Jin Yan recognized it. It was not Bai Hao's car. He was still a little confused, so Bai Hao got off from the co-pilot.

Jin Yan suddenly stood up, the smile on the corner of his mouth widened. Before he could call someone, he saw another person coming down from the driver's seat, which was Song Sile. He walked to Bai Hao and didn't know what he said. Bai Hao nodded and turned around and walked in, but before he could walk a few steps, Bai Hao was stopped again.

Then, Jin Yan saw that Song Sile walked to Bai Hao and leaned over and kissed him.

Bai Hao did not refuse.

He raised his hand and pressed it on the back of Song Sile's head. The two kissed each other for a long time.

Jin Yan looked at them blankly, and the envelope in his hand fell to the ground at some point.

When Song Sile drove away and Bai Hao walked to the door, Jin Yan walked out of the darkness.

Bai Hao saw him and frowned and asked, "Why are you here?"

Jin Yan still looked dull and replied, "Young Master today is your birthday, I...I'll give you a birthday gift." After that, he stretched out his hand and found that the envelope was gone. He searched in a hurry, ran back to the corner just now, picked up the envelope on the ground, ran back in panic and handed it to Bai Hao.

Bai Hao looked at him impatiently.

Jin Yan stuttered: "Young Master... I wish you... a happy birthday."

Bai Hao took the envelope and said nothing.

Jin Yan didn't move. After a long time, he lowered his head and asked, "Young Master, why are you and Young Master Song..."

A hint of embarrassment flashed in Bai Hao's eyes. He interrupted Jin Yan and asked, "Did you see it?"

Jin Yan nodded, but still lowered his head.

Bai Hao clenched his hands slowly and replied coldly: "It has nothing to do with you."

Jin Yan raised his head at this time, and Bai Hao saw tears on his face.

He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, feeling that it was not enough, and then wiped them hard: "I see you... here..." He pressed his heart, "I feel so uncomfortable here." Tears kept pouring up, Jin Yan couldn't see Bai Hao clearly, and he asked stupidly, "Young Master, do I... do I like you?"

Jin Yan never considered what kind of feelings he had for Bai Hao, because all his feelings were in Bai Hao.

Even if Uncle Li joked about him, he would feel shy, but he never examined and distinguished what those feelings were.

Anyway, as long as Bai Hao is good, as long as he is happy and he lives well, no matter what choice he makes, Jin Yan will follow him.

But Jin Yan never thought that love is different. Love has jealousy and a sense of possessiveness that other feelings cannot match, so he is so sad now.

Bai Hao looked at Jin Yan in amazement, and the tears in his eyes turned around but refused to fall. After a while, he replied hoarsely: "No." Bai Hao avoided Jin Yan's gaze and said unhappily, "What are you talking nonsense?"

He turned his back to Jin Yan and said, "You go, don't come to me if you have nothing to do in the future."

After saying that, he went straight into the door without looking at Jin Yan again.

Jin Yan did not chase after him as before. He stood under the street light for a long time. He didn't know what he had done wrong, why Bai Hao hated him so much now. He also knew that crying was a cowardly behavior, but he almost rubbed his eyes and could not stop the tears from falling.

I don’t know how long it took, but Jin Yan dragged his foot away, took a few steps, and looked back.

Bai Hao looked at his back and loosened his tie with some annoyance. He didn't understand why he had this emotion, and this confusion deepened his irritability, like a vicious cycle.

Bai Hao thought, he was right, what was wrong with him? What happened to him and Song Sile? Do you still have to take care of Jin Yan? What is Jin Yan? If he hadn't picked him up, he would have been frozen to death long ago! If he hadn't picked him up, he would have lived so freely with Li Shuyi now?

The thoughts in my mind were extremely messy, and all kinds of noisy sounds were chattering.

Bai Hao was so angry that he couldn't even sit down. He suddenly saw the envelope on the table. He picked it up and opened it ruthlessly, shook it out with force, and then a photo fell out lightly.

All sounds came to an abrupt end in an instant.

Bai Hao seemed to be fixed on the spot, and he didn't even dare to blink his eyes.

The girl in the photo is about fifteen or sixteen years old, with soft facial features, wearing a simple white dress, standing in the garden, looking at the camera shyly and nervously.

The photos are very old, so old that they turn yellow, leaving almost every place with the mark of time polishing.

Bai Hao held his breath and carefully picked up the photo gently, his hands shaking constantly, and the corners of his eyes were red.

That was his mother.
Chapter completed!