Quickly wear white moonlight, she took the villain script

Chapter 576 He Doesn't Look Like a Good Person 36
The night is as cool as water, and the temperature that I was accustomed to before is now somewhat uncomfortable.

Ying Lian was lying on the bed, the small lamp beside the bed was on, the dim light shone on his fair face, his brows were frowned, and there was fine cold sweat on his skin.

Half asleep and half awake, he seemed to see himself being dragged into the bathroom by his mother again, and the cold water poured him down... He was locked in a small room, and no matter how much he called, no one responded.

The picture is black and white, and his limbs are so cold that they hurt like needles.

The mother's face in memory has been blurred, but the knife-like voice is still in my ears.

The voice said, "Why are you so dirty, you wake up from different women's beds every day, you are so dirty... you can't wash it clean."

No, it wasn't to him, but to whom?

Why, why lock him in the bathroom.

As soon as the scene changed, a few girls who didn't wear school uniforms well and put on makeup blocked his way.

The girl winked at him ambiguously, pestering him with her artificial voice.

"My brother is so handsome, he must have many girlfriends, right? Do you mind if I have one more..."

"It's exciting, don't you want to try it?"

The girls' faces began to contort, and they reached out to him, trying to hold him.

No, I don't want to...so dirty, so disgusting.

He did not.

In the faded scene, a woman in a white dress with an invisible face threw something on him, and a few pieces of pink paper fell to the ground.

Although she couldn't see her face clearly, Yinglian knew that it was his mother.

Mother pointed to his nose and scolded:
"You are just like your dad! They are all disgusting things! You started fooling around with people at such a young age!"

"Seeing your face, I can't wait to tear it apart!"

"You guys really look alike... carved out of the same mold, all dirty things..."

The mother sometimes cursed angrily, and sometimes cried and begged.

"Why did you betray me...don't go...please..."

"..."

buzz-

The sound of the mobile phone vibrating will wake Ying Lian from sleep at seven o'clock in the morning.

Even though it was a cold winter, he was drenched in sweat from his sleep.

Ying Lian sat up from the bed, covered his head with one hand, and closed his eyes. The fragmented images in the dream gradually faded away, but the ones in his memory became more and more profound.

After a while, he got out of bed and went into the bathroom.

As long as he could remember, his mother's mental state was not very good.

When he is calm, he sits in a daze. When he loses control, he will scold him for being dirty, force him to take a bath like crazy, and lock him in the bathroom.

My father seldom came home. Whenever he came back, the house would be filled with the sound of cursing and beating things.

Later, as he grew up, his mother's mental state became worse and worse, and she often regarded him as his father and spread all the resentment towards him on him.

Because he is his father's son, he is as dirty as his father.

Because he looks like his father, his mother hates everything about him.

It was only later that Ying Lian realized that the reason why her mother became like this was because her father cheated endlessly.

The other party also sent indecent photos to the home to provoke, and the father even brought him home.

It's just that he's seen more than one.

Then one day, he suddenly received news that his father had been in a car accident.

People are dead.

I heard it happened on the way to the hotel with a woman after get off work.

Yinglian closed his eyes, warm water poured down from the top of his head, and he cleared out of his mind those things that should have been forgotten long ago.

None of that has anything to do with him...

It wasn't him, he was different from his father.

Of course, it's different from my mother. She has been betrayed, why she still refuses to let go.

If there is no way to let go, at least let the other party have no way to leave you... inseparable in the physical sense.

After Ying Lian finished packing, he glanced at his phone, there were only some irrelevant group chat messages, and the chat history with Mo Qin was still at noon yesterday.

Is Mo Qin still awake?
Or was last night just his dream...

After ten o'clock, Ying Lian couldn't hold back and ran to knock on the door, only to find that he was not at home at all.

He looked at his phone, wanted to make a call but held back, and only sent a message.

Ying Lian stared at the phone, looking at the message he had sent, and there was no movement for a long time.

Out of anger, Ying Lian turned off the phone, put it on the table and ignored it.

Near noon, Ying Lian heard someone knocking on the door.

Mo Qin had a chill on his body, obviously he just came back from outside, his face was cold.

Most of Ying Lian's original anger dissipated in an instant, and he pulled him into the room, which was warm with the air conditioner on.

"Where did you go?"

"Go out and buy something." Mo Qin hung up his coat, "When did you change the incense in your room?"

She discovered last night that the smell in the house was different from before.

"Huh? It was changed yesterday."

It has the same calming effect as before, but this time it has a better effect than the last one, and of course the smell is stronger than the previous one.

This is what he specially asked someone to deploy.

Mo Qin seemed to just ask casually, but quickly changed the subject, and the two discussed going out to play together.

It snowed all night, and now there is a thin layer of snow on the green belt outside.

There are only a few dating items, and there is nothing to worry about.

Instead, the two made an appointment to go to the ski resort next weekend.

Mo Qin did what he said, and since that day he has never worked overtime, nor has he brought work matters home to do. He just runs out occasionally, not knowing why.

A few days later, Ying Lian came back more than an hour late from get off work, and just happened to meet Mo Qin downstairs who came back from the outside, and she took a small porcelain bottle and stuffed it for Ying Lian.

The small smooth blue porcelain bottle looks just like the bottle containing pills in TV dramas.

The bottle has residual temperature on it, and it was just taken out of the pocket.

Ying Lian squeezed the bottle, a little puzzled, "What is this?"

Mo Qin put his hands in his pockets, for fear of freezing himself. Since the snow fell, the temperature has plummeted to below zero.

"Sedative medicine, the incense in your home is used for calming the nerves, right? It's addictive after using it for a long time, so it's best to use it sparingly."

Ying Lian looked at Mo Qin in a daze, and silently asked how she knew.

Mo Qin looked disgusted: "The incense and medicine are too effective."

After staying at his house for a while every day, her bones became lazy, and the smoke made her always feel sleepy.

Ying Lian didn't feel it at all, and didn't know that the aromatherapy had such an effect.

Except for Mo Qin, no one has ever visited his house, even if they did, most people would not directly say that the medicine is effective after hearing it.

"Then this is?"

There are mung bean-sized pills in the porcelain bottle. They are pitch black, but they smell fresh.

Mo Qin didn't hide it, "I made it, take one pill a day, not to mention that the medicine will cure the disease, but it is definitely better than your aromatherapy."

Now it is more convenient than before. The Chinese medicine shop has a complete range of medicinal materials, and the props for pharmacy are much more abundant than before, and renting is not a problem at all.

(End of this chapter)