[APH Luzhong] Ivan Diary

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"My sister has been thinking about one thing since a long time ago. We are out of place in this town, aren't we?" Sophia's smile is heartbreaking, "—then, we just leave here. Go to a place where no one knows, restart."

"Nata will go wherever everyone goes." Natasha had a stubborn expression on her face.Ivan closed his eyes and said, "...OK. Let's move."

Sophia had tears streaming down her cheeks: "I'm sorry, Vanya, you have friends at school, but... I can't stay here anymore. I've made too many mistakes here."

"It's not my sister's fault..."

"It's true," Sophia interrupted Ivan, trembling, "It's true—I seduced... a married man." Ivan's eyes widened, and Natasha held Sophia's hand tightly .

"At first, it was just for making money. A female worker who worked with me introduced me, but I didn't know that person was married." Sophia wiped away the tears on her face, "That person is a young officer who seems to have noble blood, he Separated from his wife and he went out looking for girls. Although he only treated us as whores, he was really good to us, God bless, I made a big, stupid mistake, I thought He loved me, and then...I fell in love with that guy."

Natasha began to sob.Sophia's face was pale: "Vanya, Nata, this is my sister's experience, don't be fooled by others, and don't be sentimental. Love is a thing..."

Ivan clenched his fists.Sophia continued: "I begged that man to marry me, but that man refused. He kicked me out and made the crowd see me ashamed... He wanted to destroy me and keep his innocence!" Sofia showed shame expression.

"Sister, stop talking, it's all over." Ivan hugged Sophia again, "Let's get out of here, to be honest, I'm willing to get out of here. It doesn't matter."

Natasha kept silent and weeping.Sofia suppressed great grief: "Thank you, Vanya, I'm sorry..."

"It's okay, it's okay." Ivan stroked Sophia's back as if comforting a child.

*

Want to move?Well, I have to make a lot of preparations. First, wait for my sister to recover.

There is nothing to pack, just buy some dry food, but you have to discuss where to go, say goodbye to everyone you know, go through the withdrawal procedures, and thank Gilbert-kun and Torres-kun. I want to see Yaojun.

Just don't leave without saying goodbye, so that we will never see each other again.

In this way, tomorrow, I will go to Yaojun, hoping that he has not left, he must not have left, and he did not come to tell me.He'll be angry if he hears that I'm leaving too, but I'll convince him that the two of us won't grow up in this small town.

It's not a farewell, we'll meet again, for sure.

for sure.

*

small theater

(Sofia in bed with her beloved Mr. X)

Sophia: Mr. X, please marry me, I'm in love with you.Do you love me?

x: ... (Pay money to Sophia)

Sophia: No, I don't want money, I just want to marry you.

x: Wishful thinking, get out. (Kicks Sophia out of the house)

diary sixteen

Don't put your whole life on me. ——Wang Yao

April 4

(Sky)

*

When Yakov opened the door, Wang Yao was sitting in front of the door and huddled up, panting weakly.

Yakov turned around to fill the water, and when he returned to the second floor, Wang Yao had already stood up holding the edge of the door, coughing softly.Yakov handed the water glass to Wang Yao, and asked with a wooden face: "Are you obedient now?"

Avoiding the smell of alcohol on Yakov's body, Wang Yao drank water slowly without answering. His stomach, which had been empty for a day, was awakened by the stimulation of water, and it hurt like sandpaper. Throat finally feels better.Yakov didn't ask any further questions, and went downstairs on his own.

Wang Yao went downstairs with flamboyant steps, and Yakov was flipping through the ledger at the dining table, with a large pile of wine bottles at his feet, and bread and meat on the table.Wang Yao looked at the food indifferently, and walked up to Yakov: "I want to go out."

Yakov didn't look up: "Do you want to be locked up for another day?"

"I'm going to find someone, his house is on fire, and I'm going to see him."

Yakov put down the account book in his hand, turned his head to stare into Wang Yao's eyes, and asked with a drunken red face, "Who is that?"

"You don't even know me."

Yakov suddenly looked at Wang Yao with a monster-looking look: "His surname is Braginsky, right?" Wang Yao clenched his fists.

"—Yes." Wang Yao looked fearlessly into Yakov's eyes, "You..."

"Slap!" There was a sudden slap on the cheek, and it took Wang Yao a while to realize that he was hit.His face became hot quickly, but it didn't hurt. His nasal cavity was hot, as if it was blocked by something, and liquid flowed through his lips. Wang Yao knew that he had a nosebleed, so he wiped it with the back of his hand in confusion.

"Let me out." He still stared fearlessly at Yakov.Yakov's expression became terrible, as if he was suppressing his rage: "Are you looking for that bastard? Huh?" Wang Yao stared at him silently.

Yakov was irritated by that defiant look, he overturned his chair and stood up, and started growling like a grinning dog: "You went to find your bastard lover, right?!"

"Yes!" Wang Yao was also angry, and suddenly raised his voice.The fist fell, and Wang Yao's head hit the edge of the table, buzzing, and Yakov's roar echoed in his ears: "You shameful boy! That bastard bastard..."

Wang Yao struggled and shouted: "He is not a bastard!" More pain and dizziness.

Wang Yao took a few steps back, stood still, and continued to shout: "Let me out!"

Yakov walked towards Wang Yao staggeringly, grabbed Wang Yao's hair and slammed it against the coffee table: "Damn it! You have a brain disease, I'll cure you... You know how people in Moscow Treat a lunatic like you? Put them in a lunatic asylum! Tied to a tree and stoned to death!"

There was a bloody smell in Wang Yao's mouth, he couldn't open his mouth or open his eyes.Yakov found the scissors on the coffee table, and cut Wang Yao's long hair with a knife: "You are a man! Live like a man! This hair is disgusting, you disgusting..."

Wang Yao wailed and tried his best to protect his hair. This hair was left by his mother, just like the umbilical cord between him and his mother.

The sharp scissors pierced Wang Yao's hand, and his hair fell down mixed with his blood. He cried, "You bastard! You rapist! You killed your wife! Murderer! You only beat her!" Coward of a child! You are the madman..."

Yakov threw Wang Yao to the ground viciously. He lost his footing and took a few steps back, bumping into the bookshelf.The bookshelf trembled, many things fell down, a photo frame fell and shattered, and Yakov's face was scratched by flying glass shards.

Yakov sat slumped on the ground, dazed and drunk.

Wang Yao got up from the ground and quickly grabbed the photo frame. The mother's photo was scratched and her face was blurred.Wang Yao's brain became hot, and he picked up a large piece of glass on the ground, panting and staring at the delirious Yakov.

"Kill him" - this thought clearly emerged.

Wang Yao clenched the glass in his hand tightly, his palm was pierced, his temple was hot, and there was a voice in his heart screaming "Kill him", he couldn't think anymore, just gasped for breath Shaking, the back of his bald head went numb.

Kill him, kill him, kill him.

Yakov sat on the ground, showing a confused expression like a child, his cheeks were burning red, and he was still hiccupping.Wang Yao approached him slowly.

Yakov stared at Wang Yao whose face was dripping with blood, and suddenly said, "Chunyan."

This sentence completely angered Wang Yao.He threw a piece of glass, rushed forward and punched Yakov's hideous face several times with all his strength: "You bastard is not qualified to call her name!" Yakov was beaten unconscious In the past, there were wounds from glass scratches on his face and bruises from Wang Yao's blows.

Wang Yao also slumped on the ground.He looked around the messy home with some horror.

Wang Yao got up quickly, put on his hat and rushed out of the house.

*

Natasha was sitting on the edge of Sofia's floor and wiping her red face with a wet towel—Sofia had a fever again and couldn't breathe.There is no air circulation in the hospital, and the weather is sweltering near summer. Many people have a fever. There is no antipyretic, and there is only endless cold water and fans to cool down.

Natasha herself seemed to have contracted some kind of cold, her throat was blocked by phlegm and she couldn't speak.

In this case, a high fever can kill a person.Natasha pulled herself together and fanned Sophia to cool off.

There were groans of pain in the corridor, people came and went, and everyone's face was sad and numb.how to say?Disasters seem to be a very common thing, and people can only live if they bear it and bend their backs to the ground.They are already able to show off these hardships, this is the people.

"Sorry..." There was a boy in a hat hurrying in the corridor, stepping on the hands and feet of people on the ground from time to time, causing complaints.Being watched by people, he seemed a little flustered, but he still leaned down and chatted with the people around him in a low voice.

He walked all the way along the corridor, when someone suddenly pointed to the end of the corridor, he hurriedly rushed through the crowd to the end of the corridor.

There was no one he wanted to see at the end of the corridor.Natasha stood in front of Sophia and looked at him vigilantly, just like when they first met: "Who are you looking for?"

Even the words are the same