The secrets we missed in time

Chapter 27 The Withered Rose

Wang Xinning fell asleep in Wenming's car, and she had a rare dream.In the dream, the river was covered with white snow, and there was thick and solid ice underneath. As a child, she held her father's hand, stepped on the new snow that no one had stepped on, and walked happily, creaking, and walking... …

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Xinning woke up from her sleep.She shuddered and quickly checked her body, only to find that she was still wrapped in a civilized windbreaker, leaning alone in the car.Looking around again, the lights in the car were not turned on, and it was pitch black.She blamed herself a little: how could she be so careless and fall asleep in a stranger's car.

Outside the car window was the alley of her house, Wen Wenming was smoking a cigarette with his back leaning against the street lamp, his slender figure looked a little thin under the dim light, not like the usual bloated middle-aged men.The red dot of the cigarette in his hand flickered on and off, and a string of curling, hazy smoke rings rose gently from his mouth.

This picture has a kind of decadent aesthetic feeling of Wong Kar-wai's literary film, but it is clear but it is difficult to see through the emotions of the people in the painting.

For no reason, Wang Xinning developed trust in this uncle she had just met. She thought to herself: He is indeed a gentleman—if he is not outside the car at this moment, but sits in the car and looks at her, even if he is doing nothing, he will be as normal. Men are no different.

Indeed, in such a secret and cramped space as a private car, any gesture between a lonely man and a widow can easily be regarded as an ambiguous subtext, or even a hint of deviant behavior.And Wenming knows how to avoid suspicion, he deliberately distanced himself from this beautiful girl, neither giving himself a chance to look aside, nor making her feel abrupt, or have any illusions in his heart. ——He has a lot of experience in dealing with the relationship between men and women.

Wang Xinning opened the car door, walked to Wenming, took off the windbreaker on her body, tidied it up, handed it to him, and said, "Thank you, Uncle Wen. I fell asleep for some reason, and I'm really sorry for wasting your time. "

Wenming looked at his watch and said, "It's okay, you only slept for 10 minutes. Go back quickly, don't make your family worry. Goodbye!"

"Well. Goodbye, Uncle Wen." Wang Xinning waved her hand, watched Wen Wenming's car start, and left.Then, she walked into the dark alley under the cold moonlight.

Wang Xinning saw that the light in her house was still on, and the light cast a weird shadow on the ground through the mottled glass window.She felt like Cinderella after the twelve o'clock struck, forced to come back to reality from another world.No matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't escape from this dark and dilapidated lair.This is her home and her shackles.She sighed heavily, walked up the dark stairs, and gently pushed open the door that made her tired and scared.

"Mom, I'm back." Wang Xinning quickly changed into the slippers that had been stepped on upside down, and walked quickly to her room with her head down.

"Have you finished your homework?" A sharp female voice sounded behind her. She turned her head and peeked at her mother, Zheng Lan, who was sitting on the sofa with her arms around her shoulders, as if she was asking her to blame her, "Why did you come back so late?"

"Mom, I finished my homework at Wenmiao's house. Her mother is very enthusiastic, so she stayed for a while. Don't worry, I will go to draw right away." Wang Xinning replied tremblingly with her head down.

"Who brought you back? I saw a man. The car had been parked downstairs for a long time." Zheng Lan stood up from the sofa, walked to Wang Xinning's side, pinched her chin with her hand, and asked: "who is he?"

"He is, he is Wen Miao's father. I accidentally fell asleep in the car just now, and he didn't wake me up, and kept waiting outside the car." Wen Miao was so frightened that he quickly explained, "It's true, Mom, Didn't you see him smoking on the side of the road?"

"Accidentally fell asleep?" Zheng Lan couldn't listen to Wang Xinning's explanation at all. As if she lost her mind, she reached out and pinched the skin of Wang Xinning's inner thigh viciously, "It's 'accidental' again! I let you 'not Be careful'! Why don't you have a long memory? You 'accidentally' killed your father! And 'accidentally' ruined by others! Now you dare to 'accidentally fall asleep'? I can't see you being killed You'll never know 'careful', little whore!"

Wang Xinning was pinched until she screamed and knelt down to beg for mercy.Her voice alarmed the neighbors, and the rows of windows in the alley, which were already silent, were all lit up one after another.

A shrew opened the window and started cursing: "What the hell time is it? Can you let people sleep? Little whore of Widow Wang's house, are you owed a fuck again? Shut up, old lady!"

When Zheng Lan heard this, she also opened the window, and scolded her: "You shameless old slut, your man is a rapist, and you still treat him like a treasure, how cheap do you think you are?"

"How can your little whore be so cheap! Give me a few pieces of candy and let her fuck! Do you think she is cheap?" The window was closed with a "clang" sound, and there was no more sound.

However, Zheng Lan was so angry that she couldn't speak anymore, she could only pinch Wang Xinning again, and cursed in a low voice: "You widowed old slut, you deserve your man to go to jail, you'd better die in it !"

Wang Xinning fell down on the dirty old wooden floor, staring blankly at the ceiling. The nightmare memory that had been haunting her all this time came before her eyes again...

"Hello, Uncle Chen!"

"Xinning is out of school? Is your mother on duty tonight?"

"Well, I'm on duty."

"Oh, uncle bought you your favorite orange candy, and I'll deliver it to you later, remember to open the door for me."

"Okay, thank you Uncle Chen!"

……

"Uncle Chen, what are you doing? Don't come here...no...well..."

……

This was Wang Xinning's nightmare all along, the nightmare that dragged her into the abyss of depression again and again.

She was only nine years old that year.Although that terrible Uncle Chen has been punished by law, his harm to Wang Xinning is far from over.The shrew who scolded the street just now was his wife. Instead of blaming her man for being a mad beast, she blamed Wang Xinning for sending him to prison and making her a widow.She has a sharp mouth, and she calls Wang Xinning a little whore when she sees everyone, so that everyone in the alley knows and points at Xinning.

And Zheng Lan, Wang Xinning's biological mother, was originally angry at her daughter because of her husband's death, but this happened again.She is an ordinary worker, and the money she earns to support the mother and daughter is already stretched, and she has no ability to move and leave this place of right and wrong.The neighbors' gossip was like hail, which often hit her frail body, which made her loathe Xinning even more, and wished that she had never given birth to such a worry-free daughter.

Zheng Lan can only vent her resentment on Wang Xinning, and at the same time pour her hope on her daughter.She is always uncovering the bloody scars in Xin Ning's heart, and she hates iron and steel for training her to learn and paint. She only hopes that one day she will be able to nirvana into a phoenix and fly out of the chicken coop with herself.

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