Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

Yan Ji didn't answer anymore, took out his hand and walked directly past him.

After leaving the compound, the streets gradually became lively. Many people came for a walk after eating. They walked together in twos and threes with relaxed and comfortable expressions on their faces. There was a lot of traffic in the middle of the road, and the neon lights on the streets set off the city. The prosperity is dazzling.

She recalled the scene when she was brought back to Yan's house. Yan Weizheng and Zhou Shuyue went to the town to pick her up in person. It was the same point when they arrived. It was the first time they came to a big city. She was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. Eyes full of surprise.

The door of Yan's house slowly opened in front of her. Inside, a group of boys and girls were chatting. They were dressed in the most popular clothes of the season, and they were dressed brightly. Looking at her again, the clothes on her body had faded and deformed, and the sleeves and trousers were shorter. The exposed limbs were skinny and bony, and there was a sour smell of poverty all over his body, which seemed so out of place with the house and them.

Zhou Shuyue: "Jiaojiao, this is sister, our... newly adopted child."

Later, Yan Ji realized that this brief pause was due to her guilt.

Before Yan Ji came back, they had already told Yan Jiao Jiao about this matter. Because of this matter, Yan Jiao Jiao often cried in front of her friends, so when she was brought in, she received a lot of rejection and contempt.

Due to some experiences in her childhood, Yanji was particularly sensitive to other people's malice. As soon as she met them, she knew that these people hated her.

Everything she encountered afterwards also verified her intuition at the moment.

There was a blank wall behind the compound. No one usually went to that place. After Yan Ji came, that wall was filled with all kinds of obscene words.

There is a huge title written on the top: Have you seen the native dog today?

"The native dog is a watery bitch."

"Today I splashed sewage all over the country dog, and she got angry, hahaha, her clothes were too tacky to me, so a country bumpkin like her would treat her like a treasure, YUE. "

"How dare you seduce my boyfriend, a bitch, you vixen, how shameless."

There are many more words like this. When the wall is full, they are written on top of each other, until they are stacked at the back and it is difficult to see what is written.

The words 'local dog, vixen, and bitch' written in it were all nicknames they gave Yan Ji. These extremely insulting words gradually disappeared until she was admitted to college and moved out of the Yan family.

"Drip."

A sharp and piercing horn sounded beside him, and Yan Ji returned to his thoughts. He looked sideways and met the eyes of Gu Chenye who had a cold face in the car.

"boarding."

Yan Ji ignored it, turned around and walked forward.

Gu Chenye's car was really high-profile. Even if he didn't recognize the brand, he could tell it was a luxury car just by looking at the appearance. Following a woman at such a low speed immediately attracted a lot of envious and jealous eyes.

After driving for a while, he lost his patience and said, "Yan Ji, get in the car. You are the one who went crazy and beat people. You are wronged."

Yan Ji stopped and looked at him impatiently: "Gu Chenye, are you a chicken? Are you annoyed that you keep clucking? I want to go on my own for a while. Can you please leave me alone?"

"..." Gu Chenye felt that he had not experienced domestic violence in the past two years because of his good upbringing and his demeanor of not hitting women.

Gu Chenye stared at her for a long time, then raised the window with a cold face, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

In the rearview mirror, the woman's slender figure was getting farther and farther away. He silently looked away and sneered in his heart.

A woman who does not know what is good or bad.

The weather tonight is extremely cold, the sky is overcast, and there are vague signs of snow.

When Yan Ji got home, his face was blue and white from the cold. Aunt Song hurriedly handed over the charged hot water bottle and scolded: "Oh, why is it so cold? I can feel the coldness hitting my face even standing here, and the car is not running. Air conditioning?”

"A woman's body is most afraid of freezing. It must be taken good care of. Otherwise, she will suffer from old age when she becomes an aunt and gives birth to children. There was a girl in our town who used to wear clothes all year round just because she was young. Those who wore short shorts and short skirts did not get pregnant even when they were in their mid-thirties, and their legs and feet were in unbearable pain..."

Yan Ji held the hot water bottle and let her talk.

Her hands and feet would be cold in winter. Aunt Song would fill a hot water bottle in advance to warm her hands before she went home. She used to tell her not to go to such trouble. There was heating at home, but Aunt Song said that the heating came slowly and she still gave it to her every day. Fill a hot water bottle.

Seeing that Yan Ji was still wearing a coat, Aunt Song couldn't help but start to read again: "You are going to have a grandma in the next few days, so you need to wear thicker clothes. This kind of clothes is useless. If your stomach catches a cold, "When the time comes, you will suffer from dysmenorrhea. Didn't your mother tell you this before?"

Yan Ji paused to change her shoes, and Aunt Song knew she had made a mistake. In the two years she had been here, her parents had never been here once. They must be either dead or on bad terms. She was simply not picking up the right pot. , said with an apologetic look: "Madam, I'm sorry, I..."

Yan Ji started moving again, and the confusion on her face disappeared for a moment. She said as usual: "She won't tell me this, she will only say: Why are you so disobedient?"

This is what Zhou Shuyue said to her the most. She hates that iron cannot become steel, feels uncomfortable, helpless, and disappointed.

"..."

The heartache in Aunt Song's eyes almost overflowed. What kind of parents are these?

Yan Ji: "Aunt Song, help me cook a bowl of noodles. I'll go up and take a bath."

Aunt Song glanced at the clock on the wall, opened her mouth, but hesitated to speak. She knew that my wife would come home for dinner today. It was only eight o'clock. Calculating the time, she must have returned without even eating.

"Okay, you can eat some pastries first. Taking a bath on an empty stomach can make you dizzy."

in the bathroom.

Yanji's body was wrapped in warm water, her pupils were dilated, and she was staring at the swaying water in the bathtub.

"Yanji, do you have a dream?"

A smiling female voice rang in her ears, and a familiar yet unfamiliar face slowly appeared under the water where she was staring.

"Yes, I want to leave the Yan family."

This was her voice, indifferent yet still containing the childishness of a girl.

The warm water slowly covered her chest, neck, chin, lips...

Yan Ji's body slowly slid down along the smooth edge of the bathtub, and her whole body sank to the bottom of the water. The water entered her eyes, which hurt a little, but she did not close them, but stubbornly kept them open, and even wanted to reach out and touch them. That face.

The woman's bright smile seemed to be able to heal all the pain in the world: "Yanji, you must be happy. Don't have a cold face every day. If you worry too much, you will grow old."

She was smiling, but her facial features began to bleed. The scarlet liquid spread in the water, and the water was dyed red.