The woman I love is cruel

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"Eleventh Floor: Don't use tomorrow, I will take the Internet police to your house to check the water meters one by one tonight, are you afraid?"

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"Thirteenth floor: 1"

"Fourteenth floor: ID card"

……

What does this say?

Why can't she understand a word?

The author has something to say: To solve Zhang Jiao tomorrow, we will welcome another little angel in this article _(:3」∠)_

Chapter 37 Chapter 37

Fang Fei just fell asleep.

But in the dream, she dreamed of Fang Qing very unusually.

That was her six years old.

It should have been the age when most children would be covered in mud when they played outside, but she had already learned how to stew porridge and noodles for her mother on a small bench.

As usual.

Fang Qing was knocking sunflower seeds outside the door, listening to the chatter of the aunts outside the door.

She didn't participate in it. It was disdainful, and this kind of disdain was also recognized by both parties.

Fang Qing has a big style and looks down on the seven aunts and eight wives around him, and the neighbors also know that this family has a master who takes care of the children and has no other advantages except a good face.

The child was pitiful and hateful, with a vixen-like face just like her mother.

This time in the dream was different.

She wiped the sweat from the hot stove onto the soot and oil-stained sleeves, and when she got off the stove with the noodles without oil, she saw Fang Qing's hands stopping eating melon seeds.

"Fang Bai, are you back?"

Fang Bai?

The girl who pushed the door and walked in was about her age, but she was well-behaved and not overbearing.

Long hair and white dress, like a child that Fang Qing would give birth to if she finally resigned to her fate and found an honest man.

Fang Qing's tone was also gentle like never before for her.

She was like every mother Fang Fei had ever fantasized about, taking off the schoolbag from her child's shoulders with her own hands, and asking kindly about what happened at school.

Someone at school bullied me.

"Someone bullied me at school."

The answer is quite the opposite.

Get out, your mother is very annoying, you can take care of the little boy's affairs by yourself.

"Who is it, tell mom, and teach him tomorrow!"

Fang Fei wiped the sweat with her sleeves expressionlessly.

Her vision rested on a small piece of dark water that had seeped through.

Compared to her body, this sleeve was surprisingly large, it could almost be used as a whole sleeve.

It's just covered up by stains so that the original color cannot be seen, and with burnt corners, thorn scum, and wrist pricks.

And the little girl at the door was as clean as an angel, and her clothes were soft and white like a cloud in the sky.

Mother and daughter love each other deeply, it seems that this bowl of noodles is not needed.

She stirred up a chopstick and took half a sip——

Really salty.

In a trance.

The girl stood up and turned into Zhong Ying in a girl's outfit, and the wrists around her waist were condensed with years of frost and snow.

It was Miss Wen who was wearing a gray work suit when we first met.

The scene also shifted from the dim courtyard of Jishui Town to the bright and bright Xiushui villa with a whole floor-to-ceiling window.

They stood in the bright place, let each other's hair intertwine, and talked affectionately by their ears.

sorrow and grief.

Countless grievances want to pour out to her.

And she looked at her gray sleeves, and her bare feet, which could not be seen, were put back under the hem of the old nightgown.

He was so gray that he didn't even dare to move a step further, lest he would stain the mirror-like floor.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Qing's eyebrows and eyes were very close, and his fingers stroked from his forehead to his lips.

"How alike we are."

She turned into Aunt Tian who was frowning and staring at her again, her palms slammed down, like the five fingers of the Buddha pressing down on Sun Wukong, making her unable to turn over.

"Look at the ghostly tricks in your heart, are you worthy of Miss Wen?"

……

After tossing like this all night, Fang Fei woke up suddenly.

Can't tell if it's a dream or reality?

Her reality is more like a never-ending nightmare.

Escaping from one corner to another, the safe place I finally found is also a small space made of cardboard boxes.

Just squeezed away the extra people, snuggled up with another of the same kind, there was a sudden thunder outside, pouring mountains and rivers of water leaked from the clouds, and the precarious carton was soaked and collapsed.

Her eye sockets were like dried-up springs, soundless, without the strength to trickle out.

The light suddenly entered, causing her to squint her eyes and cover them with her arms.

"Why----"

The protracted ending is because of the figure that emerged from the dream in the gap between eyes.

She realized again ---- she has been unable to leave this woman.

She would like to know her as a king, as a master, as a mother, as a lover.

Miss Wen fits everything that Fang Fei thinks in her heart, she is like a half body specially created by God for Fang Fei.

She said, "It's dawn, today is a sunny day."

Zhang Jiao fell.

Completely planted.

It was obviously just one night, but the changes were earth-shaking.

Zhang Jiao's eyes were red from the boil, and she sent messages to her close elder sister all over the screen of her mobile phone, but no one replied.

"Sister, what should I do, I have been exposed?"

"Sister! This matter has become a big deal, someone took the opportunity to make trouble, and some inexplicable lawyers are contacting me, asking me to cooperate with them, what should I do?"

"Sister, my phone number has been leaked, and they sent me a lot of vicious comments, how can I get revenge one by one?"

"Sister, call me back! Please!"

Staying up all night brought her whole body close to the edge of hysteria, and when the morning approached, there was a violent knock on her door, and the voices of her parents were outside the door——

"Jiaojiao, what did you do last night!"

"Daughter, be obedient. We will transfer to another school tomorrow. Let me go to the school today to ask Principal Zhang for help."

"Zhang Jiao, did you hear that?"

Zhang Jiao hid in the quilt, her body felt chills, and even if she wrapped herself tightly, she couldn't get rid of the coldness that followed her everywhere.

How did this become like this?

Obviously she didn't expect this appearance, and it was Fang Fei who should have suffered all this, it was Fang Fei!

Why did it end up being me?

Fang Fei was not interrupted by what happened last night, she still went to school and classes as usual, just like everything a normal student life should do.

It's just that there are inevitably more troublemakers around who are looking at this side inquiringly, biting their ears quietly, doing what all boring students would do.

During the period, she was called to the teaching office for a visit, accompanied by the head teacher, Teacher Li.

The dean is a middle-aged man with a hooked nose and squinted eyes. He looked at Fang Fei, and with unfriendly eyes, he said directly: "You students are just looking for something to do. If you have this spare time, you might as well study more. Consolidate your knowledge and strive for a good score in the college entrance examination."

It seems that I found myself by checking the ip.

Fang Fei raised her chin without showing any weakness, "I don't think grades are the standard to measure a person. Some people can only get high scores in the test but can't be a human being, and some people can't get high scores in the test. People are also scum. My family background is mixed in school, teacher, how do you think we should treat such a person?"

The dean rarely met a student who was not afraid of his identity like Xiang Fangfei, so he just said to Teacher Li: "Old Li, you know what the principal thinks. This is a student in your class. You can handle it yourself. After all, it will have no impact on the school." Well, I think you'd better take that into consideration."

Fang Fei took a step forward, "Teacher, I have something to say. If it wasn't for the school's handling of the situation that made the students feel bad, they wouldn't have made such a bad move." She changed her voice, "I remember that the two schools in Zhoushi have always been stable Overwhelming our school and winning the first place in the province's college entrance examination?"