In 2012, the weather was clear, and the sky was very blue.
The airport.
"Fanfan, be good, Fanfan, listen to Mommy. Mommy will co back," a young woman with light makeup gently stroked the child in front of her, her eyes revealing her reluctance to leave.
"Mommy, when will you co back?"
"Well... When our Fanfan becos a brave, sunny, and kind little adult, Mommy will appear in front of Chenchen, okay?"
"Okay, Mommy, I will definitely beco that kind of person."
"Good boy. This is the teddy bear Mommy is giving to Fanfan. When Mommy isn't here, the teddy bear will keep our Fanfan company."
"Mm, thank you, Mommy."
"Mommy needs to talk to Daddy about sothing. Can Fanfan wait with Auntie over there for a while?"
"Okay."
The young child clutched the teddy bear in his arms and let Auntie lead him away.
The child looked back every three steps, his eyes pitifully fixed on his mother.
The young woman maintained a gentle smile, waving at little Fanfan.
...
"Ni, with your illness, you don't have much ti left. Would you really rather go abroad in hopes of a cure than stay at ho and spend these last monts with Fanfan?" a man in a suit said slowly.
He was handso, and his eyes remained calm as he looked at the woman.
"I don't want to ddle in your affairs. Bringing that woman before says it all. Fanfan is still young; ti will make him forget everything. He'll forget and regard the woman by your side as his mother. But I have one request: treat him well, after all, he's your child too."
"Yes, the child is only four years old. How many mories could he have? But do you really not even want to leave a headstone in the country?"
"A headstone? So that you can parade Fanfan in front of and show off your hypocrisy? There's no need. I didn't even leave a single photo."
"Heh, how heartless."
"Lin Yifu..."
"Hmm?"
"I'm begging you, just one thing, treat him well. I'm not asking for you to be overly kind to him, just make sure he has a place to live, enough to eat, a school to attend. For the future, you need not care, I'm begging you." The woman struggled to lift her hand, clutching at the man's sleeve.
The man looked at the woman before him and his calm expression broke into a smile. "Alright, I promise."
The woman knew it was a lie; he couldn't possibly do it, and neither could that woman, but she had no choice.
...
Sunshine District, Building 2, Unit 2, 704.
The young Fanfan held the teddy bear and hid in the small room, uneasily watching the tightly shut door.
Creak!
A disheveled woman, wielding a feather duster, stord in cursing and swearing.
"You wretched thing, you miserable thing! I'll beat you to death."
Smack! Smack! Smack!
The young Fanfan held the teddy bear close in his arms, curled up into a ball, biting his lips tightly, his eyes closed, showing a pained expression, yet not making a single sound.
One month later.
The young Fanfan still clutched the teddy bear, hiding in the room while the outside clamor frightened him.
"That damn woman is dead. When are you going to get rid of this wretched brat for ? I get annoyed every ti I see him... so annoying..."
"Soon, soon, I'm looking into it."
"Soon? When will that be? Do you even care at all?"
Followed by the sound of things being smashed.
Fanfan hugged the teddy bear tightly, crouching in the corner, not daring to breathe loudly.
Mommy, when are you coming back? Fanfan is scared...
Two months later!
...
Three months later!
...
Four months later!
At night, as every household in the city enjoyed dinner and watched the evening news, the scene was warm and harmonious.
[Today, on Bein Road, a traffic accident occurred. A sedan that was driving normally was overturned by a runaway truck with failed brakes. Of the family of three in the sedan, both adults died on the scene, and only a four-year-old boy was rushed to the hospital for ergency treatnt...]
The hospital.
"Doctor, doctor, look at this child, he's covered in lash marks, old wounds, new wounds. These definitely aren't from the accident; he must have been abused at ho. How could parents do such a thing?"
"This child's parents died in the accident just now."
"Ah... that."
"Don't think about that now. From the x-rays, the child has a cerebral hemorrhage; we need to operate imdiately. Let's hope he'll pull through, even a loss of mory would be better than becoming a vegetable."
"Director, it seems like the child is trying to talk."
"What is he saying?"
"When I beco a brave, sunny, and kind little adult, Mommy will co back to see ."
The operating room fell silent.
"Ah, such a good child, it's a pity, she won't co back."
...
The year 2028.
"What does 'the system' an?"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Lin Fan, open the door quickly, save ."
"Ah, why is there so much blood, your neck is bleeding. Wait a mont, I'll go get the first-aid kit."
"Don't do that, you're collapsing on , I can't bandage you, calm down."
Ahh...
A scream was heard.
The woman, covered in blood, pinned the man down, biting into the flesh of his neck; blood gushed everywhere, saturating the floor. The man was in excruciating pain; he tried to stand up, to push the woman off him.
Ahh...
She tore open his chest with her bare hands, pulling out his organs and flesh.
Pain! Pain! Pain!
The agony surged through his brain, his spirit, his will.
He watched the woman he'd let in his door go mad, eating his flesh, his organs, right in front of him. No... no.
His consciousness began to blur.
The man's eyes dulled as he stared at the ceiling.
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