fatal attraction

Over the years, Kong Yitang has hated many people. When she was a child, she hated her father, hated him for coming back for a few days all year round, and when she was older, she hated her mother, who always stayed out of the door, lived like a woman in the old society , Later, she hated the Kong family, hated her younger brother, hated that brother even more, hated Xueye for being too cold, and hated the alley for being too narrow.

But these hatreds were almost dissipated in the end because they were dying.

Hate is futile compared to death.

But she was still alive. The motorcycle first passed the alley, followed by the sound of sudden brakes, then the sound of footsteps, and then, someone came over.

The footsteps are not very heavy, and he let out a sigh.

Gently, and finally reached out and brushed away the hair stuck to her face and blood.

"what happened……"

She opened her eyes with all her strength, and wanted to hold that person's hand, but her body was numb from the pain, and she might still be cold, so in the end, her fingers hooked the other's fingers, but she didn't. , and finally slid down feebly.

"Wake up, little sister."

The man touched her face and finally took her in his arms.

The coat was very long, and the other party unzipped her and hugged her like a child. The coat wrapped both of them.She always felt that there was a smell of soap, like sulfur, which was not very pleasant.

This is an alley that no one walks. It is full of broken wine bottles and dirty and smelly garbage. I don’t know where the drainpipe still leads here. The sewage is bubbling. Wild dogs pass by, and the living things on the ground growl. .

She was hugged by this man and walked out of the alley. The snow outside seemed to be heavier. The man hesitated for a while, and finally called a rickshaw.

This piece of land is not very level, and I don't know if the money for road construction has been swallowed up by the relevant departments. The wheels always feel like they are about to fall apart.

It has not been a year since Kong Yitang came to this place, and the junior high school she attended was only a borrower. This school is a place where migrant children study. She moved to a new place and felt cramped all day long. She didn't know what to say. What.

The uncle who rode a rickshaw was good at chatting, and he even asked things, "Who is this little girl, what's wrong with this?"

The person holding her smiled, with a low female voice.

"My sister."

Did not reply to the second half of the sentence.

The big hospital was far away. After riding a rickshaw for about ten minutes, I arrived at a clinic.

Kong Yitang regained consciousness a little after being covered for a few minutes, but she was actually woken up by the phone in the pocket of the woman who was holding her.

The beds in the clinic looked dirty, but the lighting was good. Kong Yitang felt that she had lost all feeling in her lower body. The chubby doctor was checking her while chattering, and another one was bandaging her head.

She glanced at her rescuer.

is a woman.

It looks like eighteen or nine?Or twenty?

She is tall, and that coat is really big. It always feels like a man's style, and it reaches her calf when she wears it.

The other party's mobile phone is really useless, it leaks sound, and Kong Yitang, who is sitting next to him, can hear the voice of the person on the other end of the phone——

"Are you coming to pick me up or not? I've been waiting for you for so long! How can I move this stack of books back!"

The tone of his speech is quite unreasonable, and his voice is high-pitched. This voice can make people think of what kind of person he is.

"I'm sorry, Hanyin, something happened to my sister on the way, I'll be here soon."

"You can go to the canteen at the gate of the school and sit for a while, buy some hot food, and wait for me."

This person who talked about big and small spoke in a very gentle tone, with a little smile when he said it, which made others feel very comfortable listening.

"This leg..."

The doctor who examined Kong Yitang frowned and asked, "Where are your parents?"

Kong Yitang: "At home."

"Call her here."

"What happened to my leg?"

Kong Yitang grabbed the corner of the clothes, her clothes were dirty, Ying Zhao changed them, she just got paid today, bought a new set of clothes for Qiao Hanyin, unexpectedly, she gave them to this little girl by mistake.

She turned her head and glanced at the little girl, "Do you know the phone number of your family?"

Kong Yitang reported a call, the neighbor next door.

Ying Zhao called, and it took Kong Yitang's mother to pick it up.

She herself had a younger sister to pick her up. Before she left, she took out a planetary cup from her coat and stuffed it into Kong Yitang's hand, saying, "Then I'm leaving."

She seemed to know the doctor, and she paid some medical expenses, saying that she would just let him be free if he was free.

From a healthy person to a cripple is actually quite fast.

Her leg was broken alive, and she was thrown on the snowy ground all afternoon. Her leg was broken and froze. Even though her mother spent so much money, she was still limping.

Just don't die.

Her mother hugged her and cried loudly in the clinic. She calmly said who hit her, and then asked the doctor, "Who is that woman?"

"Which one?"

"The one who sent me here."

"That one, Zhao'er from Mingshan Hutong."

Kong Yitang had heard the doctor call him this name before, so he added a different pronunciation, which made him feel very intimate, "What's your last name?"

"The last name should be, it should be."

This area is full of people with poor conditions, but because the land is not very big, they can almost know something about the situation after staying for a long time, let alone Ying Zhao, who dropped out of school to work at a young age, running around, and his face is sure to be familiar.

After becoming crippled, Kong Yitang didn't know if her mother wanted to understand, anyway, even if she was reluctant, she would still be called to go to school in the next spring.

Being on crutches at a young age is very noticeable, her legs are not good, and it is always inconvenient to move, even to eat, it takes a long time to walk to the cafeteria, let alone go to school and leave school.

Her mother is actually quite educated. She took care of the children in the kindergarten, but she was in poor health and got cancer.

She thought that Kong Yitang didn't know, but Kong Yitang already knew about it, so she didn't say anything.

It used to take her about [-] minutes to walk home, but now it takes almost an hour, and it is common for her to walk until dark.

Sometimes you have to take the trail.

One day she saw Ying Zhao again when she was cutting a path, but he was not alone, there was a girl in front of him.

She also knew them, they were in the same grade, and they were still in the next class.

Qiao Hanyin was beautiful, and she was recognized as the school girl. Some people praised Kong Yitang for her good looks, but no one said anything about her after she became lame.

Qiao Hanyin was arguing with Ying Zhao.

Ying Zhao was pulling the bicycle, looking down at her younger sister who kept scolding her.

"You said that you bought me that dress, and the skirt, a set, you agreed to it yourself, a lie! You are just bullying me, anyway, you are..."

set?skirt?

Kong Yitang suddenly remembered the neatly folded but unreturned clothes at the head of his bed.

Qiao Hanyin is good-looking and has many talents, so she is very popular in school.

She is also well dressed, and everyone says that her family is very rich.

But looking at it this way, it seems that there is no such thing.

The clothes Ying Zhao wears are very old, and her bicycle is very old. She looks like she has stepped out of an old photo, with a sense of heaviness that does not match her age.

Still a little vicissitudes.

"Hanyin, I'll buy it for you next month, okay?"

Ying Zhao whispered that she reached out to touch Qiao Hanyin's head, but Qiao Hanyin avoided it.

Ying Zhao's hand paused for a moment in embarrassment, and finally dropped it.

At that moment, Kong Yitang wished he could rush over and let her touch his head.

But she dared not.

She is a little cripple now, and she will be laughed at by others when she walks on the road.

She doesn't have as many talents as Qiao Hanyin.

If only I were her sister.

The feeling of being wrapped in a solid embrace is so blissful, as if with a fairly safe shield, she can inhabit without fear.

"not good!"

Qiao Hanyin reached out to push Ying Zhao, kicked the bicycle, and left.

Her hair is very dark, her hairstyle is different every day, and all kinds of braids are also very beautiful, which is envied by many girls.

Ying Zhao was pushed, took a small step back, and after a few seconds, pushed the cart and followed.

Kong Yitang stood in the shadows leaning on crutches, and only came out when the other party disappeared around the corner.

Her heart was pounding, and a strong longing surged up, not hate or love, but a kind of envy.

She was jealous of Qiao Hanyin, she wanted Ying Zhao.

She wanted to be Ying Zhao's younger sister, or to be treated as gently as Ying Zhao.

No matter what, when you look back, you can be surrounded by that kind of gaze.

But before she had time to think about these thoughts and realize them, or before she had a few more dreams, her mother would die.

Her mother, a woman who seemed out of tune with their hometown, left behind documents that were worth thousands of dollars.

But her daughter is obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp, and she is not afraid of being sorry for her own mother. The next day, she took her mother's body to the company of her father who ate soft food.

Straightforwardly on the social news.

She left the place where the low-level people gathered, and even changed the walking stick to a different grade.

Ying Zhao became the longing she couldn't get in her childhood dreams, and this longing exploded when she saw the other party's movie. She couldn't hold back her surging heart, and planned to change the road Walk.

But she didn't expect that Ying Zhao didn't plan to put on starlight by herself.

She opened a road full of stars for Qiao Hanyin, but she herself was covered with dust and became an inconspicuous foundation.

But okay.

God still likes to reverse.

After waiting and watching for so many years, she finally had a chance to realize her wish.

After hanging up the phone, Kong Yitang was in a particularly happy mood. She grandly deleted the call log, then flipped through the comments on her Weibo, and picked out a few replies that were pleasing to the eye.

When Ying Zhao came out after tidying up, he saw Mr. Xiao Tang lying on the sofa, not knowing whether he was playing with his mobile phone or falling asleep.

Xiaotang always looks a little more obedient after straightening her hair, in her opinion it is.

He didn't take off his hat when he was lying on his stomach, so he looked even more obedient with his eyes closed.

"Let's go?" Ying Zhao bent down and patted the other party. Unexpectedly, Kong Yitang hugged his hand and rubbed his face.

"what……"

The drowsy voice was stretched a bit, sticky and sticky, reminding Ying Zhao of the fudge that was awarded on Children’s Day many years ago, so sweet and so sweet, it was still terribly sweet after a night, no matter how much water he drank. Can't get rid of it.

"I'm sending you back."

She patted Kong Yitang's face and felt that it felt good.

Kong Yitang opened her eyes. After hearing Ying Zhao's sound of opening the door, she quickly lay down and pretended to be asleep. After closing her eyes for a few seconds, she actually felt a little sleepy. She hooked Ying Zhao's hand and shook it. Shaking his head, "I'm not going back."

Ying Zhao smiled, "Then where are you going to play?"

She knew Xinzhao's Mr. Tang liked to play a lot and was a frequent visitor to the midnight show.

"Play with you."

it's here.

Immediately now.

Kong Yitang looks very delicate, she is glamorous at first glance, but at the second glance, she feels that the previous glamor is just a cover, but she is uniquely delicate, even her lower eyelashes are thicker than others.

She blinked at Ying Zhao, but she didn't expect to be fascinated first.

Why is she so pretty.

Every glance is a glimpse.

I want to be seen in her eyes every day and put in my heart.

You can also put it in your pocket.

"And me?"

Ying Zhao's smile widened, "The elderly already want to sleep, I'm afraid they have nothing to play with."

"Then I'll sleep here, okay? You can take me back tomorrow."

Kong Yitang licked his lips, a little cautiously.

"Okay, boss."

Ying Zhao didn't care too much, since she talked about falling in love, she didn't put Kong Yitang in the position of her boss anymore.

It is not difficult to treat lovers and stay overnight.

Kong Yitang smiled, and was about to turn over and sit up, but Ying Zhao bent down, and she hugged herself.

Kong Yitang climbed up the pole, hugged the opponent's neck, and rubbed the opponent's chest quite naturally.

The taste has changed, but the feeling is still the same.

She is not tall, and it is easy for Ying Zhao to hold her. She even jokingly picked up Xia Zhedong at a party a while ago, but the man is still a bit heavy, almost reaching his waist.

It's very light in my arms, and I don't feel much meat.

"too skinny."

Kong Yitang hummed, "I can't get fat after eating."

"Then eat more."

"...Then can you eat with me every day?"

"That's not okay, I have to earn money to work for you."

"You obviously want to act..."

"Don't tear it apart."

Ying Zhao carried Kong Yitang to the bedroom, and went out to get his cell phone.

As soon as she unlocked it, she found that there was an extra email from Qiao Hanyin in her mailbox.

She looked at her call log again.

Didn't say anything, didn't respond to anything.

The author has something to say:

President Tang: The plan works!