"Sell rice dumplings, one yuan for each dumpling!"

This is a busy morning market. On both sides of the street, there are hot steamed buns, soybean milk and delicious beef noodles.

Under the shade of the tree, there are several elderly people sitting together, shaking the palm fan, chatting about the usual words.

The more he walked forward, the more surprised he was!

"Little brother, would you like some dumplings?"

A smiling peddler, carrying a bowl of steaming dumplings, asked kindly.

"Uncle Li?"

In front of the eyes of this beautiful peddler, it seems that with the memory of the people, gradually overlap together.

"Don't dare to do it or not. I can't afford to call it. Come and have a taste of this bowl of dumpling handle, little brother!"

Liao Xiaoduo hesitated, served dumplings, small heart had to blow blowing, eat one.

The soft and glutinous taste spreads in the mouth, leaving bursts of fragrance.

This is the taste of childhood!

Liao Xiaoduo's eyes widened, and then looked back at the surrounding scenes.

The frozen memory, like the flood with the valve opened, gushed out.

He actually went back to where he lived when he was a child?!

So, was he still there when he was a kid?

Liao Xiaoduo suddenly thought of something. As soon as his aura turned and he lifted his breath, he disappeared in his place, leaving only a sudden gust of wind.

Bang -

the bowl in the peddler's hand falls to the ground and turns into pieces.

"It's... it's a warrior. In my lifetime, I saw a living warrior!"

In a small corner behind a dilapidated school building.

A small, frail little boy was sitting on a step, his hands around his knees, his head buried in his knees, his shoulders pumping, obviously something sad happened.

"Oh, here are the oil tankers?"

"Everybody, come here, I found the oil bottle!"

A cry of ill will rang out, and more than a dozen tall and half grown children leaned over.

As soon as the little boy heard the voice, he got up in a hurry. He couldn't even wipe away his tears. He wanted to leave here in a hurry.

"Oh, oil bottle, we didn't let you go. Where do you want to go?"

A tall but very fat boy with a face full of flesh and blood blocked the little boy's way.

After him, more than a dozen teenagers immediately swarmed in and surrounded the little boy.

"I... I just want to go home..."

the little boy replied timidly, his eyes as pure as deer were frightened, full of fear.

"Ha ha, it's really a useless oil bottle!" The little fat man sneered, a foot is a cruel kick.

The little boy wanted to escape, but behind him was a group of people. He could only close his eyes and endure the pain. After all, it's not the first time such a thing has happened.

As soon as Liao Xiaoduo arrived here, something like this happened. He had always been calm and calm. When he saw this scene, his expression immediately became ferocious. He rushed quickly to block the attack.

"Half step punch!"

When he was young, he made a direct attack on the small wall with his fists.

What's going on? Liao Xiaoduo was shocked.

Am I dead and a ghost?

Bang -

no one went to rescue him. The little boy was put on the ground with one foot, and the people around him immediately surrounded him and punched and kicked.

"Damn it!" Liao Xiaoduo took a bite on the ground and attacked again.

But no matter what happens to him. It was as if he had become a translucent shadow, unable to touch the substance at all.

"You don't listen to me

"Ah ha ha, continue to fight, beat him to kneel down and beg me, I will not fight anymore,"

"kneel down, drag the oil bottle, how hard the bone is, kneel down

Liao Xiaoduo can only watch from a distance the little boy is surrounded by people.

He clenched his fists on both sides, and his eyes were hideously gloomy. When I was a child, the humiliation of being plated and humiliated, at this moment, I was in my heart again.

"Ha ha ha ha, how about that? Do you hate it

Liao Xiaoduo's mind, suddenly appeared a crazy voice.

"Who are you?"

He asked cautiously.

"I am you, Liao Xiaoduo!" The other side said with pity.

"What are you pretending to be? Get out of here quickly, or I'll be rude! "

"Ha ha, to tell you the truth, I am the evil in your heart! Did you see this little boy with his head in his arms and was severely beaten up? I'm afraid you'll recognize it. That was your childhood! "

"This group of people, you can't wait for a thousand cuts. After all, they bullied you every day when they were children.""There are so many ignorant people like them in this world. As orphans, we have suffered a lot of malice. Don't you forget?"

In Liao Xiaoduo's mind, several pictures flashed by.

The aunt next door looked scornful to herself.

Upstairs, my brother stole his favorite toy.

Every time I want to talk about a boyfriend, she will end up unhappy because of his problems.

...

it's not just malicious. He hates his biological parents who have never met each other in countless dark hours.

Why to bring him to this world, and why willfully gave birth to him, but died, leaving him alone to face this strange world.

"Ha ha, why do you have to work so hard on the battlefield to protect this kind of human life? There is no warmth left for you in this world. Why do you want to protect him? "

The voice in the mind is getting louder and louder, and the content is more and more alluring.

"Liao Xiaoduo, this kind of person is not worth your bloody fight. With the existence of scraping card system and such a large amount of money, are you still afraid that someone will ride on your head again in the next life?"

Next to Liao Xiaoduo's ear, it seems that there is a little devil with sharp horns following the path with its seductive voice.

Facing the small devil's call, he was silent, but a pair of eyes, more and more bright.

"You are wrong!"

Liao Xiaoduo replied firmly.

"What I want to protect is not the people who commit crimes, but the people I want to protect."

"It's true that the world has not given me much warmth."

"However, if I have not experienced these ups and downs, how can I cherish all my things more. The world brings me malice, but it also teaches me to grow up! "

"Maybe, what you are is really the evil in my heart, but at ordinary times, I have strictly suppressed you,"

"since I wanted to press you hard in the bottom of my heart before, please stay there honestly!"