The woman I love is cruel

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She could even see clearly the layers of unsteady scales on the moth's wings, shining bright spots under the lamplight.

But not long after, a stone slapped the moth, and she seemed to hear the moth screaming in pain, and fell to the ground without moving.

She couldn't help but let out an "oops", and then she fell to the ground with a slap. She knelt on the ground without moving for a long time, but she didn't cry either.

It hurts, why doesn't it hurt.

She forced herself to cover her face, gritted her teeth, the water in her eyes swirled and turned back to her tear ducts.

Fang Qing's face is extremely gorgeous, different from other women in Jishui Town.

She painted her mouth red, and drew her eyebrows slender with sharpened charcoal.

She also has the only pair of high heels in Jishui Town, "compass and awl".

Even though people always talk about her in an ambiguous and ambiguous way when they gossip, she is always beautiful, and she is a red plum in Jishui Town's black and white ink----

But under the dim light, Fang Qing's face was bright and dark, just like that Xu Niang with half-painted makeup, her curved lips were even more treacherous.

"Do you know why I hit you?"

Fang Fei bowed her head and said nothing, her chin was pinched forcefully by Fang Qing.

The wet fingers rubbed the palm prints carefully, and the temperatureless skin contact was the touch of being licked by the slippery snake core.

"You are useless, useless garbage will be like that."

She was dragged to the door by Fang Qingqiang.

The lamp was still a little shaken by the bump just now.

Under the flickering light, she was forced to watch how the moth, which had lost its wings but still had some vitality, moved on the ground in vain, and how it was crushed bit by bit by Fang Qing's "compass awl".

Fang Qing's tone was very cheerful, pointing at the residue that was mixed with mud and couldn't see the color clearly.

"Do you still like it?"

Fang Fei still didn't answer.

"See, that's the nature of liking."

Fang Qing patted her face, but she couldn't see Fang Qing's expression clearly at that time, because she unconsciously burst into tears.

"Love is a fragile luxury. It has thousands of sides, each of which reflects the light that attracts others, but its light is cold after all, because those lights belong to others and are stolen. Yes, its essence is still glass, the kind that shatters when smashed."

It is unknown to whom this passage was addressed, but it is indeed Fang Qing's style of conduct.

She just "likes", stealing other people's light, no one can dislike her, before she betrays you.

The pain of being crushed by the gun in the car surged up, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the water droplets smashed to the ground one by one with hatred, shattered into pieces, and could bounce back to hit it again.

Holding her bag, Fang Fei ran wildly in the alley, the pain in her ankle made her feel alive.

She is a fool, she was sold once five years ago, and then again without a long memory.

But this time, this fool lost Fang Qing's last trust.

The heavy rain blurred vision, and Fang Fei's speed did not slow down.

Suddenly an iron door was pushed open, and a blue umbrella cut off a small piece of rain. The boy standing in it looked at Fang Fei in amazement while holding a black garbage bag.

There was no time to dodge, and he slammed into it.

The blue umbrella rolled to the ground at 360 degrees, the boy sat down on the ground and drenched, pointed at Fang Fei, "It's you!"

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Fang Fei was stunned for a moment, and even forgot to run when she fell to the ground.

Madness screamed in her head, "Put your body up, you should keep running!"

Yes, she should run.

But where else could she go?

Is it back to the hell in Jishui Town?

Or continue to wander like this, envy the lights of other houses, hide in dark corners and lick your wounds to live your whole life?

After escaping impulsively, Fang Fei found that she had nowhere to go. She even began to suspect that there were traps everywhere, and everyone was Miss Wen's eyeliner.

"Yes, but you don't have no way out," the rational voice was like the synthesis of two women she had heard, slow but seductive.

"Go to Miss Wen, although you don't know her name or origin, but legally you belong to her now, and she will be responsible for giving you a lamp and a house, isn't she?"

"And then? Are you naive enough to believe that there is love for no reason in the world?"

"You have nothing to fear, you have nothing. As long as you don't provoke her, you will have a safe place to live."

"Hehe, the price is being kept in captivity by that snake as food? Look at her eyes, think about her words, you are just a pair of beautiful eyeballs to her, the only difference is that one is soaked in formalin and the other placed on you."

"It's much better to be kept in captivity as food than to starve to death in the wild. At least you can get enough food and clothing before you die!"

……

The chaotic thoughts swayed from side to side, the pendulum was eager to rush out of Fang Fei's brain, she beat her brain trying to stop it.

Don't shake, don't shake, don't shake!

Putting a hand on Fang Fei's shoulder, the blue and rainless world enveloped her.

She raised her head unconsciously, and the boy's smile caught her eyes.

Originally, Maomao's hair was limply attached to his head by the water, and suddenly became a circle smaller.

"How are you?"

what?

The boy scratched his head, with a bit of shyness and apology on his face, "I'm sorry, I couldn't convince my parents before, I saw you climbing the wall and planning to leave after picking the loquats."

"Don't you think I'm a thief?"

"How can a thief dare to climb the wall when someone sees someone at home?" The boy's eyelashes are still stained with water droplets, and the wet deer Bundy's eyes are very attractive, "I believe you, how can such a cute girl be in the middle of the night?" The thief who jumped over the wall?"

Cute, Fang Fei was hit by this word in the heart, the more likely reason is----

A right time, a right place, a right person, say a right word.

Everything is just in time.

Just because of this faint sympathy, Fang Fei was asked to follow the boy and listen to him.

"Where is your home?"

……

"Is your foot hurt?"

……

"Are you hungry? Was it because you were hungry that you stole the loquat before?"

……

Obviously, in reality, it is definitely the king of silence who kills the conversation, but at this moment Fang Fei feels that it is just right to have someone chattering on the side.

This kind of feeling even after he self-consciously asked "Do you have no place to go?" Then he said, "Do you want to go to my house to stay first? The rain is so heavy, you hide in my room for one night, Let's go tomorrow", Fang Fei failed to refuse immediately, but acquiesced.

After throwing out the trash and walking back, Fang Fei also knew that this boy was called Li Yong, and he was in the second year of junior high school.

An ordinary boy with an ordinary name, this rainy night made an extraordinary decision.

At the door of Li's house, Fang Fei stopped, and Li Yong looked at her suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Fang Fei spoke for the first time, her voice hoarse from the rain, "Do you really want me to stay for one night?"

Li Yong's eyes widened again because of surprise, and the corners of his mouth immediately curled up again, "Of course, it's my apology for what my parents did."

Waiting at the rain-shielding door, Li Yong held an umbrella and ran to the window.

He watched it for a while, then ran back to Fang Fei, apologizing even more, "My parents are watching TV in the living room, you probably can't go through the front door."

Fang Fei stared at her feet, the concrete floor was black and gray, and the water was still flowing down her legs.

"It seems that you can only climb up the window. You know which room I live in. It is on the second floor facing the loquat tree. That room is mine, and the light is still on."

"Um."