The cold winter wind blew through and stabbed her face, making her cheeks hurt.

Standing on the top floor, you can see the houses, roads and fields far and wide.

The sky stretches all the way to a place where you don't know the edge.

Everything was silent, and the sun seemed to be afraid of the cold, hiding behind the thick clouds.

Jiang Haoyue was on the top floor.

He is not far from her, but ten paces away; he is far away from her, and he is standing on the very edge of the roof.

The boy was wearing a grey sweater that seemed to blend into the vast, bleak background.

Half of the trousers were empty, and he came up on crutches.

Lu Miao looked at Jiang Haoyue's back, and suddenly did not dare to speak, thinking it would be a disturbance.

He held his head high, motionless, and stared into the distant sky, and she tried to look in the same direction as he did.

There is just, far away sky.

Facing the cold wind, he stretched out his right hand.

She held her breath and saw that he gradually released his crutch and opened his other arm.

Lu Miao could never forget that scene for the rest of her life.

He stood on the edge of the rooftop with his only right leg, his thin and young body was shaken by the strong wind, as if he was on the verge of falling, as if he was about to fly high in the next second.

Like a bird, he belongs to the sky.

"Jiang Haoyue."

She may have shouted, she may not have.

The sound came to the ground lightly, and the whole body was quiet and empty, as if no sound had come.

He turned his head.

The light and beautiful eyes are reminiscent of the distant mountains in the textbook pictures, cold and foggy.

Chapter 16 Nightmare

During that time, Lu Miao frequently had nightmares.

The beginning of a dream is always in the imperial garden.

Xiaoyanzi and Ziwei ran in panic and shouted, "Huang Ama, the concubine Xiangfei has turned into a butterfly and flew away."

She followed the fluttering butterflies and looked up to the heights.

The stairs made of colorful butterflies lead to the fifth-floor rooftop, and at the end of the rooftop stood Jiang Haoyue.

Suddenly, he opened his arms and leaned forward, like a flower breaking out from his shoulder blades.

Upon closer inspection, she saw a pair of blood-stained wings... He had wings.

Jiang Haoyue flew up.

"He can't go!" With this strong thought in his mind, Lu Miao ran in the direction of Jiang Haoyue's flight, trying to pull him back.

She ran and ran, and saw him fly higher and higher and smaller and smaller.

"Is there anyone who can help me!" Lu Miao didn't know where he ran to. There are many twists and turns here, with green trees and flowers.

It wasn't until she bumped into Xiaoyanzi and Ziwei that she remembered that she was in the Imperial Garden.

"Huang Ama, the concubine Xiangfei has turned into a butterfly and flew away."

Lu Miao ran after them, they shouted, and she also shouted, "Huang Ama, and Jiang Haoyue, Jiang Haoyue also flew away."

...

Obviously, it was Jiang Haoyue who planted the shadow in Lu Miao's heart.

Probably because he never explained to her what he was doing on the rooftop that day.

After Jiang Yi came out of the detention center, he was honest for a long time. Every day when Jiang Haoyue came home from school, he would ask someone to help look at the store for a while, and he would eat dinner at home.

Compared to being a competent father, Jiang Yi's attention to Jiang Haoyue is more inclined to his need for a spiritual sustenance.

Chen Lu had visited Jiang Haoyue.

There is no doubt that she has nothing to do with Jiang Yi, but she still cares about their son.

Then, Jiang Yi thought: As long as Jiang Haoyue is here, Chen Lu will come back one day.

When he was thinking about it and planned to live with one eye closed, she was so cruel that even his hope was cut off.

But a few weeks later, Jiang Yi accidentally learned the news of Chen Lu's remarriage.

That night, he went out to drink again.

Jiang Haoyue saw that his father hadn't come back, so he ate well, finished his homework, and went to bed on time.

Jiang Yi drank until the early morning, and when he came back, he was so drunk that he was unconscious. He was crying and laughing in the corridor with the bottle of wine in his mouth, mumbling nonsense.

The wine bottle fell to the concrete floor, making a dull "squeak" sound.

Lu Miao had slept lightly recently, and was jolted by the sound and woke up from her dream.

Jiang Yi staggered into the house. Jiang Haoyue reserved a door for him in advance, just because he didn't want to be woken up by him in the middle of the night, but how could Jiang Yi do as he wished...

"No conscience! No conscience!"

He grabbed the child by the arm, grabbed him from the bed, and dragged him all the way out.

The sleeping Jiang Haoyue felt a sharp pain, and when he realized it, he had already fallen off the bed. He doesn't wear a prosthesis when he sleeps, and even if he does, it won't help. The strength of an adult and a child can't be compared at all.

Her legs hurt so badly, Jiang Haoyue let out a desperate cry, reaching out to grab her crutches.

Without it, he completely lost the ability to balance his body. Jiang Yi dragged his disabled body like a rag bag, he couldn't break free, and watched him drag himself out of the house.

In the early hours of the morning, everyone had a good dream.

Aware of the accident next door, Lu Miao rushed into her parents' room, turned on the headlights, jumped onto the bed, and woke her parents up: "Wake up! Hurry up!! Jiang Haoyue was beaten by his father!!"

When Lu Yongfei arrived, Jiang Haoyue had already been dragged to the corridor, half of his body was slumped to the ground, and Jiang Yi dragged him down one floor.

The scene was so terrifying, Lu Miao, who ran first, screamed at the side.

"You're so fucking drunk! Let go!!"

Lu Yongfei stepped forward and pushed Jiang Yi hard: "Do you know what you are doing? This is your son!"

Lu Miao didn't know what it meant to be drunk. In her opinion, Jiang Yi was crazy.