I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 293: The past

As a teenager, Chen Feng had fantasies many times.

Suddenly one day, the figures of the biological parents appeared outside the classroom door, calling their names.

Then I can leave this painful home and return to where I should go.

But day by day, he slowly gave up his extravagant hopes, became numb, no longer had illusions, and just wanted to get out of the predicament by his own efforts.

He doesn't know how he feels about his biological parents.

Grateful for their life?

Deservingly grateful.

But why don't you take care of yourself, let yourself appear alone in a stranger's house, and become a son bought by a stranger with money. Ever since I can remember, I can't feel the slightest warmth when I think of my parents. .

Therefore, although he knew it was wrong, Chen Feng still had some resentment towards his biological parents.

He hates the other party since he can't raise himself well, why should he be born.

Since I was born and I was lost, why don't you try to find me.

If it weren't for me being a little more stubborn, stronger, and more cold-blooded than ordinary people, I would have just fallen into the abyss and couldn't break free.

This kind of youthful resentment lurked in his heart. He thought he had forgotten it, but now it was suddenly brought to the front of his eyes by Lu Wei, making him lose ground in an instant.

This deep-rooted emotion hit him even harder than when he died as a human leader.

Now he can take on the important task of saving civilization, but he is reluctant to face the pain of his youth for a while.

Lu Wei understood his mood, and even before taking out the file bag, she had already sketched this scene many times in her mind.

Chen Feng seems to be resolute in "not watching", but instead, she can smell a strong "human taste" from this overly detached genius of the same age.

Fortunately, you are not immortal.

Five minutes later, Chen Feng spread out his hands, "Let me take a look."

Lu Wei put the sealed document bag into Chen Feng's hand with a look on my face.

Inside are a few thin pages and seven or eight reprinted photos.

Chen Feng didn't dare to look at the photo first, but first read the description on a few pages of paper.

The truth matches one of the many scenarios he had suspected.

Chen Feng still vaguely remembers things from the past, but it's very vague.

He only knew that when he was very young, one day early in the morning, his grandparents carried a basket on their backs, saying that they were going to sell vegetables in the town, and then handed him over to a young fellow from the same village to help him watch.

Then the young man took him around, probably to the village clinic.

There is a small house near the clinic. Many people are playing cards, and Xiao Young also joined it.

Xiao Young took a straight flush in the first hand, or something. Anyway, it was a big card, and he killed the Quartet, and he was immediately excited.

Then Xiao Young asked Chen Feng to play beside him.

But he wasn't funny because he was ignored and there were no other kids around.

Chen Feng was very bored by himself and wanted to go to his grandparents.

He took his grandfather's 28-lap bicycle to the town not long ago. He remembered that there was only one road for parking oil. It seems that the market where grandpa and grandma sell vegetables can be seen directly on the side of the road as long as you walk along this road .

He decides to go to his grandparents himself.

He ran away quietly.

Five minutes later, he appeared at the T-junction formed by the dirt road of the village road and the oil road of the national road.

Damn, I forgot whether to go left or right.

Chen Feng lingered on the spot for a long time and decided to turn left.

Maybe...maybe...that's right?

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In 1999, in a market in a county in Shu Province, a boy squatted in the corner with a blank face.

He hadn't eaten for almost a day and was starving.

He got lost.

An "enthusiastic" aunt took him to a bowl of noodles and said to help him get home.

He believed.

When he came back to his senses, he had already appeared in a certain village in a certain place thousands of miles away.

At the age of three, he was in a panic when he faced unfamiliar "parents", unfamiliar "relatives", and unfamiliar surroundings.

"You are not my parents! You are not my grandparents either!"

These were the first words he uttered with the middle-aged couple and others.

This sentence set the tone for the first half of his life.

Sometimes Chen Feng regrets it himself. Why should he remember? Maybe it's better if he doesn't know anything.

Or if you can be smarter, know that acting to please others, and don't break things right away, then you can live a better life. first

But that's too strong for a three-year-old.

What's even more annoying is that he clearly remembered, but he didn't remember enough details, and he couldn't remember where it was, so that when he was 11 or 12 years old, he always wanted to pack his bags and set out, but he didn't know where to go. .

The world is so big that there is nowhere to be home, so I can only go back in despair.

In a daze, he grew up like this.

He doesn't know what kind of life other people's children lead, only that he has to work in the fields since he was five or six years old.

After entering junior high school, some of his classmates dropped out of school and went to work, but he wanted to study because the teacher said that studying was useful.

But in the "home" there are daily reminders and scoldings.

Said that he eats idle meals and does nothing for nothing, and the children of other families can go out to earn money and send money back.

He's good, he knows that he reads useless books and raises an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf.

It cost you more than a thousand dollars to buy it, you are a loser.

Chen Feng was cut off from textbook fees, and his living expenses were reduced. Every meal was an extravagant hope.

If it wasn't for the teacher who saw that he was so thin and stunted that he had good grades in reading, and often asked him to go home for dinner, Chen Feng suspected that he would have died of malnutrition in junior high school.

As for the textbook fee, the school principal paid him in advance, saying that he was a good boy and had to study.

In high school, things got even worse. He couldn't get a penny anymore, and he wouldn't let his "home" back.

But the old men of the county's senior citizens' activity center helped him a lot. He only needed to sweep the floor, help those who ran up and down to pour some tea, chat with the old men, and from time to time he was pushed onto the chessboard and killed. If you don't keep it, you can have hundreds of dollars a month.

But life is not all good. Chen Feng used to be relatively withdrawn and dressed in a poor family, which also made him suffer from school bullying when he entered high school in the county seat.

However, after others saw his ruthless ferocity, they stopped a lot. They just isolated him and didn't kill him easily.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

He has a bad relationship with his classmates and has few friends, but he does.

He finally succeeded in getting admitted to Hanzhou University with a good grade of 985, embarked on a life that truly belongs to him, and was completely separated from that "home" emotionally.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is now.

Chen Feng has both hatred and love for this world.

His hatred is very confusing, because he really doesn't know who he should hate, but there is fire in his heart.

But his love has a clear goal. He has helped his teachers, the classmates who sometimes add vegetables and meat to his empty lunch box, the old men at the senior center, Tang Shuang...

If it weren't for the existence of these people, Chen Feng didn't know what kind of person he would become.

His experience is destined to be a complex person.

In the past six months, in addition to sending a lump sum of money back to his adoptive parents, Chen Feng has also asked people to return to his hometown, which is not his hometown, one after another, and contacted people who had helped him in the past.

He told others that if they were in trouble and needed help, he could help.

But most people tell him that it's okay, no matter whether it's difficult or not, we're having a good time, you can organize a party when you have time, and the big guys can eat together and chat.

It is said that people gather people by similarities, and the kindness in youth becomes the cultivation of youth when they grow up.

Looking at his life at a glance, Chen Feng's character and experience helped him complete the process of selecting friends ahead of time.

So Chen Feng didn't dare to say everything in a big way, if you are short of money, don't make trouble and tell me with confidence.

On the contrary, these true friends replied that it would be vulgar to have money in love, but if we are really desperate, we will find you, you can rest assured.

It's a pity that the old men who had the deepest friendship with him have left several times over the past few years. Chen Feng wanted to go back several times to see the remaining two old men, but he was always busy and procrastinated. Now, it's just a matter of arranging individuals to send health supplements and small gifts from time to time.

I don't want anyone who is precious.

Including the meals of his classmates, he was also delayed.

He doesn't have a home, these people are his "home", but he doesn't have time to go back.

But now he finally sees another home of his own.

This is a photo of a man who looks like him.

The man looked like he was in his twenties. He was wearing a green military uniform, with dark skin. He smiled resolutely and strong in the sun~IndoMTL.com~ The condensed eyes reminded Chen Feng of his makeup photos when he was wearing a military uniform in the future.

The photo is a very old-fashioned film color photo, and the color should be Lucky film.

"That's good."

He flips through the second photo.

This is a woman in a white nurse uniform, very beautiful, with a bright smile.

She stood under the shade of a tree, and the light spot of the sun shined on her face, making her a little unable to open her eyes.

Obviously it was a serious photoshoot, but her eyes drifted to the left very hard.

A small foot in only Smurfs socks sticks out from the left side of the screen.

"My mom is so pretty."

he said.

The third photo shows a woman holding a child of about three months old and standing side by side with a man.

The two adults were still trying very hard to put smiles on their faces in the face of the sun, while the child in the woman's arms opened her mouth and cried, and the Smurfs socks on her legs were particularly conspicuous.

Turning to the next photo, it turned into two old people sitting on chairs, living in the center of the photo layout, and the child fell into the arms of the grandmother, still struggling.

The two adults stood behind the old man, the man's military posture was still straight, and the woman's eyes drifted down to the child.

There are also three or four photos, which were taken when he was one or two years old. There are photos of him alone, and there are also two old people who dote on him.

Although he is very young in the photo, Chen Feng can see his shadow in his eyes.