I am surviving in the black fairy tale live broadcast

The goose-feather heavy snow was falling non-stop, and a little girl wearing thin clothes washed white and wearing a pair of huge slippers was walking on the road. There was a pile of matches in her pocket, but none of them were sold.

She was walking calmly on the street when suddenly a carriage came speeding by. She lost her shoes in order to avoid the carriage.

She had no shoes to wear and was walking barefoot in the snow. It was very cold.

But she didn't dare to complain in her heart, because the carriage belonged to the city lord's son, and she was just the unpopular daughter of a commoner.

In fact, she lived a very happy life as a child.

She was the only child of her parents. They were very loving at that time, and her grandmother was very young. They doted on her and treated her like a princess.

But the good times didn't last long. Dad was deceived and became addicted to gambling, which made grandma angry to death.

After she and her mother finished her grandma's funeral, her father dared to go home and cried and promised her mother that she would never gamble again.

Not long after, his true nature was hard to change, and he beat his mother to death while drunk.

After waking up, I shed a few tears hypocritically and hurriedly sold the house without even burying my mother's body.

In the end, she dug bit by bit with her hands, dug a big hole, and buried her mother.

She dragged her tired body back home and heard her father talking to others.

She knew that he still couldn't make up for the gambling debt, so he wanted to sell her!

She quickly put on her mother's slippers, put in her pocket the matches her grandmother had given her before she died, and went out.

The house leaked and it rained all night, and something bad happened.

There were no shoes anymore, and the cold air entered through her feet. Now she couldn't even feel her feet. She knew she might die.

She actually knew her ending when she escaped.

How could a young girl survive on her own in this cold world?

She took the match away simply because she didn't want him to ruin the relic her grandma had given her, and she didn't want to sell it at all.

How could anyone be willing to buy matches in a town known for its abundance of "flints"?

She walked aimlessly, smelling the aroma of roast goose, and couldn't help but walk to the boss's stall. Before she could speak, she was insulted, "Fuck you, you stinky beggar!"

"You are here, blocking my customers, and my customers will be fumed away by your stench!"

She also had self-respect and left lonely.

Sometimes God likes to joke, and she was attracted by a store again.

The store was beautifully decorated, with several beautiful Christmas trees inside. The children were laughing and playing around the Christmas tree, and they were extremely happy.

But before she could get close, she was stopped by a soldier and warned: "Little beggar, this is not where you should be. You should go where you should stay - in the trash can."

She looked at her thin body and then at the soldier's strong arms, knowing that she couldn't resist, so she took a detour.

Her feet had long been frozen and she walked very slowly. She also heard the soldiers' insults.

"It's really dirty. I can smell a sour smell from a distance and I don't know how to clean it up."

"What a filthy beggar!"

After hearing these words, she couldn't control all her grievances and vented them out in the form of tears.

Why has she experienced so many unfortunate things these days!

The grandma who loved me the most died, my mother who was the closest to me also died, and my father wanted to sell her...

The owner of the roast goose shop said he was a beggar, and even the soldier said he was a beggar!

She wanted to say that she was not a beggar!

But...she seems to be turning into a beggar soon...

The jeers of the children rang in my ears.

"Look, let me just say there is a beggar here!"

"Wow, she is really a beggar, but she is so dirty. Let's leave quickly, otherwise the virus on her body will be transmitted to us later!"

"Then let's go quickly, I don't want to get infected with the virus!"

She raised her head and wiped away her tears, but there were still tears flowing down.

Vaguely, she seemed to see several boys in costumes walking into the Christmas tree shop, arm in arm.

She was envious, but in her heart she was desperate.

She walked like a zombie, gradually getting away from the crowd.

She found a place, leaned against the corner, took out her precious matchbox, took out a match, struck it, and with a pop, the match was lit.

The light of the match was so hot and bright, it seemed to instantly dispel the sadness in my heart.

She instantly felt like she was next to the fire, and her whole body felt warm, as if she was in her mother's arms.

But soon the match burned out, leaving only a little ashes on the snow and nothing else.

She knew that she was coming back to her senses and would die soon.

She wanted to die happily, even if she was immersed in fantasy.

She lit the second match, and as expected saw the roast goose in front of her. She imagined herself eating the roast goose, and instantly felt her growling stomach becoming full.

When the match went out, she immediately lit the third match, and the fire gradually enveloped her. The moment she opened her eyes, she was sitting under the Christmas tree, singing and dancing with a group of children, and she was extremely happy.

The happy time is always short, and the match goes out again.

Like an addicted gambler, she lit the last match. The match was so bright that the surroundings were illuminated by it.

Grandma appeared, and she was still as gentle and kind as she remembered.

Grandma hugged her, and she begged her to take her with her. Grandma smiled, opened her mouth, and seemed to say, I'll wait for you, and then disappeared.

The little girl's life has come to an end, with a bitter smile on her face.

In the confusion, the little girl felt that someone had awakened her. As soon as she opened her eyes, she found herself in a dark environment and could not see anything.

She thought: Why did she not reach the paradise with her grandma, but instead arrived in such a place, where she couldn't see her fingers, like the legendary hell.

As she thought this, a particularly bloody scene appeared in front of her eyes. A person had his tongue pulled out, put in a frying pan, and climbed up a mountain of knives...

She screamed and the scene disappeared.

After a while, she thought of her grandma again and the time she spent with her. Soon she finished recalling it, and she was still in this place, dark...

She remembered some scary things again, which were immediately displayed in front of her eyes. She closed her eyes in fear and did not dare to open them.

After a long time, she opened one eye first, and found that it was still dark, so she opened her eyes completely.

After several experiments later, she discovered that whenever she thought of bad things, images would appear.

She didn't dare to think randomly in the dark, like a puppet without a soul.