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Ye Siluo closed his eyes and leaned his head on the backrest.

Not all pets will have such a tragic end.

Just as not all boys have experienced such a miserable childhood.

He was four years old that year, and he had never received any presents. On the night of his fourth birthday, he received a puppy, a little brown Teddy, from his father himself.

A very small and cute dog, just full moon, fluffy and round, like a moving plush toy, with a pair of big, black pure eyes, and a short fur tail that wags non-stop.

He likes it like crazy, because the puppy is so cute, and, besides, this is a birthday present from his father, the first gift since he was a child!

Sensitive, he recognized at an early age the unusualness of his family.

Food and clothing should be the best and most luxurious, luxury houses, famous cars, beautiful clothes and diamonds, everything you expect to find.

However, my mother could never leave that cold jade house.

She is like a beautiful bird who often sits for a whole day, looking longingly at the outside world through the glass window, but is firmly locked in a beautiful cage.

His mother was beautiful and gentle, and she always spoke softly to him, and there was always a nice smile on the corner of her mouth—but that was only when his father was away.

Whenever my father came home, my mother became cold and indifferent, like a beauty carved from an iceberg, unsmiling. ． ． ． ． ．

Father was not at home often, but every time he came back, he was always violent and manic, either beating and scolding the servants, throwing things around, or even attacking his mother if he disagreed with each other.

What's even more frightening is that every night, he could hear the painful groan coming from his mother's bedroom, and in the early morning of the next day, he would always hear it from his mother's naked neck and arm. Suspicious bruises and redness were found. ． ． ． ． ．

At such a young age, he didn't quite understand what these meant, but what he knew very clearly in his heart was that his father never cared about him, let alone his mother.

How much he envied his classmates. Their families were harmonious, their parents loved each other, and they treated their children like treasures in their palms. ． ． ． ． ．

But my father, like an erupting active volcano, will only bring endless fear and harm to people!

He was really scared. Every time he saw his father, he would tremble from the bottom of his bones and couldn't help shivering!

In his eyes, his father was like a demon that only appeared in nightmares!

Therefore, when his father gave him an unprecedented birthday gift, he was so surprised that he almost went crazy, thinking that his father would change from a devil to an angel, and care for him and his mother like the fathers of his classmates.

After half a year after his father gave him a gift, he did not return.

Those six months were the happiest time in his life, because he had infinite longings in his heart, and also because the gift his father gave him for the first time—the puppy named Tom was always by his side.

Every day, the first thing he does when he opens his eyes is to find Tom.

He insisted on taking care of the puppy himself, even with servants to help.

He nursed it, bathed it, and brushed its long, shaggy fur.

When eating, little Tom lay beside his chair, stretched his head and watched him eat intently, jumping for joy at the reward of a meaty bone from time to time;

Ye Siluo closed his eyes and leaned his head on the backrest.

Not all pets will have such a tragic end.

Just as not all boys have experienced such a miserable childhood.

He was four years old that year, and he had never received any presents. On the night of his fourth birthday, he received a puppy, a little brown Teddy, from his father himself.

A very small and cute dog, just full moon, fluffy and round, like a moving plush toy, with a pair of big, black pure eyes, and a short fur tail that wags non-stop.

He likes it like crazy, because the puppy is so cute, and, besides, this is a birthday present from his father, the first gift since he was a child!

Sensitive, he recognized at an early age the unusualness of his family.

Food and clothing should be the best and most luxurious, luxury houses, famous cars, beautiful clothes and diamonds, everything you expect to find.

However, my mother could never leave that cold jade house.

She is like a beautiful bird who often sits for a whole day, looking longingly at the outside world through the glass window, but is firmly locked in a beautiful cage.

His mother was beautiful and gentle, and she always spoke softly to him, and there was always a nice smile on the corner of her mouth—but that was only when his father was away.

Whenever my father came home, my mother became cold and indifferent, like a beauty carved from an iceberg, unsmiling. ． ． ． ． ．

Father was not at home often, but every time he came back, he was always violent and manic, either beating and scolding the servants, throwing things around, or even attacking his mother if he disagreed with each other.

What's even more frightening is that every night, he could hear the painful groan coming from his mother's bedroom, and in the early morning of the next day, he would always hear it from his mother's naked neck and arm. Suspicious bruises and redness were found. ． ． ． ． ．

At such a young age, he didn't quite understand what these meant, but what he knew very clearly in his heart was that his father never cared about him, let alone his mother.

How much he envied his classmates. Their families were harmonious, their parents loved each other, and they treated their children like treasures in their palms. ． ． ． ． ．

But my father, like an erupting active volcano, will only bring endless fear and harm to people!

He was really scared. Every time he saw his father, he would tremble from the bottom of his bones and couldn't help shivering!

In his eyes, his father was like a demon that only appeared in nightmares!

Therefore, when his father gave him an unprecedented birthday gift, he was so surprised that he almost went crazy, thinking that his father would change from a devil to an angel, and care for him and his mother like the fathers of his classmates.

After half a year after his father gave him a gift, he did not return.

Those six months were the happiest time in his life, because he had infinite longings in his heart, and also because the gift his father gave him for the first time—the puppy named Tom was always by his side.

Every day, the first thing he does when he opens his eyes is to find Tom.

He insisted on taking care of the puppy himself, even with servants to help.

He nursed it, bathed it, and brushed its long, shaggy fur.

When eating, little Tom lay beside his chair, stretched his head and watched him eat intently, jumping for joy at the reward of a meaty bone from time to time;