The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

"It's you! You killed those men who died in the alley, right!"

This is what Byrne's mother asked him when she knew that someone had died, and she was very sure that he did it, because his mother knew that those people looked at him wrongly but let them go.

"You damn bastard, where would I get the money to support you without those people, is your brain sick?"

She cursed at Byrne, who was only four or five years old, and yelled with her hands on her hips, her face was so angry that she looked ferocious.

Byrne lowered his head and said nothing, his body was dirty, his hands and face were covered with dirt, but those purple pupils were shining brightly.

"What's wrong with letting them touch you? What can they do to you as a boy? It's really useless. You don't know how to make money if you have money." She pointed at Byrne and cursed.

"I'm talking to you, you're deaf, aren't you?"

He slapped and slapped Byrne hard on the face.

Byrne was still young, how could he bear the slap of an adult, his head was tilted to one side, and blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth.

It hurt very much, burning hot, but Byrne didn't say a word, and his deathly eyes didn't even move.

For this mother, Byrne didn't have any emotional fluctuations at all. What made money to support him, obviously he was looking for food in the trash can to support himself.

"Get out, get out."

She grabbed Byrne's hair and dragged Byrne out of the musty and smelly small room, threw him in the alley full of stinky water, and slammed the door angrily.

Byrne got up silently, clutched his injured arm and limped towards the exit of the alley. When he was knocked down, he got up silently, and he didn't reply when he was scolded, with his head lowered like a walking dead. Stop and move forward.

He didn't know where he should go and where he could go. The slum was too big and endless, and he had nowhere to go as a child.

When he was tired from walking, Byrne would lean on the moss-covered steps and look up at the sky. The sky was blue, big and beautiful, but his eyes were dim, as if they were dead, gray of.

Byrne is always thinking about what to do to avoid a painful death and to leave this world.

Every time someone with a child passes by, Byrne will take a second look. When he sees the child smiling and acting like a baby with his parents, he will show a very envious face, and slowly he will smirk along with him, but the tears will not stop Falling out of the eye sockets, weeping helplessly with trembling lips.

No one needs him, no one cares about his life, even if he dies, no one will feel sorry for him.

But even so, that mother was incompetent, and Byrne would still return to that home after being beaten. He was too young to have the courage to die.

Byrne thought he would live this kind of life until he grew up, but he didn't. One day he came home and found his mother dead at home, naked, staring at the ceiling with wide-open eyes in horror, with bloodshot eyes on the corner of his body. Large and small bruises, it looks like he was tortured to death.

He didn't cry or startled, but calmly covered his mother's body with the old quilt, and closed her eyes.

He had no one to rely on, and he didn't know what to do when someone died, so he just sat in a corner at home with his body hugged, his head buried in his knees.

It was hot at that time, and within a few days his mother's body stinks. The aunt next door smelled something wrong and went to check. She was so frightened that she sat down on the ground, covered her mouth and retched desperately, because the body had grown maggots.

Byrne still stayed in that corner, seeing the aunt crying and crawling away, he just watched indifferently, got up calmly and went out to pick up something to eat.

When he got home at night, his mother's body had been cleaned up, leaving only the stench of corpses filling the room.

Byrne found a random place to sleep, pretending that none of this had happened, but he looked indifferent, but tears kept falling, no matter how much he wiped it, it was useless.

That night he hugged his body and wept bitterly, and his only relative was gone.

But suddenly one day, a very beautiful woman found him, said it was his sister, and asked him if he wanted to go with her.

Byrne knew that there was no free lunch in this world, but he was afraid of poverty, so he followed the queen and left the slum without looking back.

At the age of 17, the queen gave him a mission to go undercover.

Byrne has never met that person, he only knows that the other person is the eldest prince of this country, and his status is higher than that of the queen.

He is the sword in the queen's hand, and he has no right to refuse this task.

He took Jonah who was brought out from the slums, and the two went to Da Siyu's mansion just like that, and they were already mentally prepared that they would not be able to go back.

But in the queen's mouth, the humble prince was a boy about his age, very beautiful, with fair skin, long blond hair and blue eyes, very clean eyes, and smiled at him.

At that moment, Byrne could no longer tolerate other people in his eyes, and his ears turned red.

Byrne knew it was love at first sight.

In order to be able to stay by Da Siyu's side, he broke through the siege when Da Siyu selected his personal knight, showing his strength.

Da Siyu also noticed him and chose him as a personal knight, and he just stayed by Da Siyu's side.

Da Siyu is very busy every day and has to learn a lot. He always follows Da Siyu silently, watching Da Siyu's back to protect Da Siyu.

When he smelled the fragrance of Da Siyu's body, his heartbeat would speed up. As soon as Da Siyu approached him, he would take a quick step on his hind legs, because Da Siyu was too clean, and he was afraid that he would dirty Da Siyu. He didn't dare to touch a corner of his clothes.

Once Da Siyu was about to fall, he panicked but didn't dare to pull Da Siyu, so he could only use the sword in his hand to stabilize Da Siyu's body. Cleanliness?"

The 17-year-old boy couldn't express yet, and was stupid at the time, so he could only nod silently.

From that day on, Da Siyu intentionally distanced himself from Byrne, and became very careful when walking.

Byrne was very sad, but he didn't say anything, because he felt that he was not worthy of Da Siyu, and there was no need to impress Da Siyu, and he had to leave as soon as the time came.

But when he was 19 years old, his world changed dramatically. He was tied to Da Siyu. To protect Da Siyu, he killed Ye Sheng, who was very kind to him and gave him warmth.

From that day on, when he saw the hatred in Da Siyu's eyes, he wished he could cut him into pieces.

Da Siyu started to resist him, scolding him and throwing things at him.

He had no expression on the surface, but his heart was riddled with holes, and the pain was worse than death.

"Why are you looking at me! Let you put on your nightgown."

Da Siyu yelled at Byrne who was staring at him in a daze.

Byrne didn't reply, and looked at Da Siyu in a daze.

He raised his fingertips and gently stroked Da Siyu's face, as if he was afraid of hurting him, treating it like a treasure.

Da Siyu didn't know what happened to Byrne, but he could see the sadness in Da Siyu's eyes.

"Fortunately, fortunately you are still here."

Byrne lowered his head and rested on Da Siyu's shoulder.

"Where can I go?"

Da Siyu didn't push Byrne away, just sat and let Byrne lean on him.

The corner of Byrne's mouth instantly curved, and Da Siyu's mood would improve as soon as he talked to him.

"Madam...Madam, don't go, wait for me, ma'am, Madam, I know I'm wrong, don't abandon me."

Fan Chengyu's voice suddenly came to mind outside the aisle, and it seemed that he was still crying when he heard the drunken one.

Curious, Ye Miao walked towards the door, opened the half-covered door, and then saw Fan Chengyu lying on the ground holding Huo Si's thigh, being dragged away by Huo Si.

The corner of Ye Miao's mouth twitched wildly, what kind of new couple's flirt is this?