conspirator's love

Dialect was lying on the bed tossing and falling asleep. She regretted removing the ball on her head, and simply put a piece of gauze on the wound. Her hair was covered a little and she couldn't see it unless she looked carefully, but she ate it as soon as she entered the door. Mom beat the rolling stick and shouted, "You're too courageous to just get divorced! Have you asked me? How dare you divorce!"

Thinking about it, it has been many years since she received this kind of treatment. The last time she was carrying a backpack and trying to sneak out on the eve of her wedding, she was caught by her mother who was ambushing in the kitchen and reprimanded her for being irresponsible. The rolling pin was put on one side facing her calf.

So for the dialect, the mother's rolling pin is the family law.It was absolutely impossible for the rolling pin not to leave a few bruises on her body.

Ironically, if he had fled resolutely at that time, the beating today might not have happened.

However, she and Zhang Zilu wrote the invitation together. They also wrapped hundreds of bags of wedding candy together. Although more than half of them were wrapped by the dialect themselves, it would be a bit irresponsible to wait until the eve of the wedding to regret it.

It's just that as that day approaches, Dialect becomes more and more afraid.It's like forcing her to lie in front of everyone, saying a promise for a lifetime.

She didn't have much confidence in this man who disliked her flat breasts, admitted frankly that he would let her have breast augmentation in the future, picked on every outfit of hers, and felt ashamed to take her out to meet friends.

Their combination, in Feng Lu's words, has found a dialect, and any man does not have to worry about the fire in the backyard, and he is obedient at home, saving worry and effort (I feel ambiguous here, everyone automatically ignores it).

And she has no confidence in herself, especially when she insists on paying for the wedding ring, she has to pick up the rest of the plate and put it in her bowl for her to eat, and she sits next to her while queuing up and dangling her legs. When the man who shook her so annoyed that she wanted to rush out the door.

So she gritted her teeth and booked a sleeper berth online after dinner that day. She wanted to take the train to Mohe, the northernmost city, that landmark city in the geography book, and freeze her fear in the heavy snow that was flying all over the sky.

The only mistake was Feng Lu.

Just when Dialect was called by her mother to take out the trash, Feng Lu got into her room and easily cracked her computer password. Feng Lu, who just wanted to go online and wait for Dialect to come back, saw her buying a train ticket page.

She was always vigilant and saw Fang Yan's luggage hidden in the closet. Inside the luggage was a white down jacket, a red wool hat, plus fleece pants and various warm clothes.

Feng Lu understood everything.She made a decision immediately.

Everyone knows what happened next.In fact, if it weren't for the compromise of the dialect, no one might be able to force her to get married.But she compromised anyway.

Although they had registered three days ago, for Dialect, going to everyone and announcing that we were going to be together was what really scared her, like the flag-raising ceremony on Monday morning.

Dialect's life is very ordinary, her academic performance is above average, and she has never been able to enjoy the honor of raising the national flag on Monday morning on behalf of the whole grade. She always hides behind her classmates when the teacher is lecturing, and takes out Xiaolongbao from her pocket The one stuffed into her mouth, often when the national anthem is played, she can only salute and swallow the buns hard.

The only time when the monitor asked for leave, the deputy monitor broke his arm while walking on the road, and the study committee member was listening to the teacher's lecture in front of him and suffered from heat stroke. Finish raising the flag.

With the steamed stuffed bun in her mouth, she trotted up to the flag-raising platform. Looking at her classmates and teachers who stared at her with wide eyes, her calf was about to twist.

Dialect tremblingly pulled up the flag-raising rope, and the national flag finally rose slowly intermittently in her hand, but it was too slow, the national anthem stopped again and again, the flag was still stuck in mid-air, and her bun stuffing was stuck in her throat Here, the dialect is extremely regretful, today there are no more steamed buns, so I bought a big bun with cabbage and pork.

If it was left today, she might follow Feng Lu's example and say that this is a vision from heaven, and it is not appropriate to steal or eat steamed stuffed buns today.

In the end, she was sent to the infirmary, wrote a 5-word examination, and was called Fang Baozi for three years.

The feeling on the wedding day was like the only time the national flag was raised, a little humiliated, a little self-inflicted, and a little nonsensical gray humor.

Dialect wore a dress that could strangle her, smiled at everyone, and was called to the stage to show everyone what a perfect match is and what a Xiaojiabiyu is.

Seeing her mother-in-law accepting the teacup with tears in her eyes, Fang Yan thought that half of her tears were tears of disappointment, and the other half was the resentment of having her baby stolen.

And her parents gave her a warning look, telling Fang Yan to stop sleepwalking, and to wander about the raising of the national flag, so that she couldn't even hear the master of ceremonies next to her.

But this farce was over after all, and the marriage life in the next two years was fairly ordinary, and even this ordinary marriage ended in the end.

But Fang Yan never thought that the end of this married life was the beginning of another bloody drama.

For example, when she entered the door, while avoiding her mother's rolling pin, she found that Zhang Zilu was sitting on the sofa, drinking tea slowly and watching the excitement.

On such a working day, Zhang Zilu actually appeared in the living room of his home. It was as if the steamed buns were sold out. It was a miracle from heaven.

For such an ex-husband who took his money but didn't keep the secret as agreed, Fang Yan felt that his only function was to be a human shield. She jumped onto the sofa without taking off her shoes, and hid directly behind Zhang Zilu.

My mother hesitated for a moment, but her subordinates didn't relax. She said, "Zilu, get out of the way, don't hit you," and hit him with a stick.

When Zhang Zilu saw the falling rolling pin, his eyes widened. He was so frightened that he hurriedly threw the teacup back on the table. The teacup shook back and forth on the tray twice, making a clear and crisp knocking sound unique to porcelain.

Fang Yan firmly grasped Zhang Zilu's shoulder, digging his fingers into his flesh, Zhang Zilu hid to the left, Fang Yan also hid to the left, Zhang Zilu went to the right, Fang Yan also went to the right, let him do nothing at all Blocked half of the attacks.

Those who don't know, at the first sight of this situation, thought that Zhang Zilu was eager to protect his wife and was beaten voluntarily.

Dialect has already accumulated a wealth of experience in being beaten. Even if she only has three-point pain in her body, she can still feel it very well. Zhang Zilu has pain in his body and ear pain at the same time. The sound of dolphins roared.

After beating for a while, my mother was tired, and finally stopped attacking, panting and said: "Now the relationship is so good, why are you still getting a divorce!"

Zhang Zilu's ears were buzzing with echoes. At this moment, he finally felt Yan's nails digging deep into his shoulders, and he let out a painful "ah".

Fang Yan let go of him, sat down on the sofa beside him, turned his head and glanced at Zhang Zilu, his eyes were full of resentment that he wanted you to talk nonsense and beat you to death.

Although Zhang Zilu's ear hurts, his eyes are not blind.He didn't stare back, but pinched the place where he was beaten, and said aggrievedly: "Mom, I was wrong, I never thought that dialect would trick me into divorce, I regretted it a long time ago, and I am willing to remarry her at any time."

When Fang Yan heard this, his jaw almost dropped to the ground in fright, "What did you say?"

She turned her head and looked at Zhang Zilu again, saying in her eyes: Brother, don't play so big.

Zhang Zilu grabbed Fang Yan's hand in disgust and said, "I'm serious. Although you did something wrong, I'm still willing to forgive you."

Dialect pulled out his hand, pulled out his ear, and said: "Pardon"

"Dialect, homosexuality has no future, hurry up and find your way back, I will always be here waiting for you." Zhang Zilu's affectionate face was truly terrifying.

Fang Yan swallowed, wanting to slap him and tell him to roll away.

She suddenly felt that she was thinking wrong, she took off the head of the ball and hid her relationship with Mo Jiaxin, all in order not to scare her parents, but Fang Yan suddenly felt that she should wear a bandage that was ten times more exaggerated than the head of the ball I come out of the closet as soon as I enter the door. Yes, my mother is in love with a woman. If I can, I will spend the rest of my life with her.

Even if it scares parents, it's better than it is now. She was scared out of her body by Zhang Zilu's shamelessness.

So is this retribution?The retribution for compromising at the beginning, the retribution for not standing firmly on the side of love when encountering pressure.

After listening to Zhang Zilu's words, the mother obviously relaxed. She pulled up the chair and sat down, "Well, young people should not be so impulsive all the time. If there is any problem, they will divorce. The young couple sit down and talk, and explain the misunderstanding clearly. Okay. My Xiaoyan, I know, she can get confused sometimes, but it's good if you figure it out. "

Fang Yan was silent for a moment, then stood up suddenly: "Zhang Zilu, I don't know why you said these words, but I want to tell you, you should give up your heart. Even if I break up with Mo Jiaxin, I will Won't go back to your kennel and continue to live that dog life. I loved you before, so I can tell you that I don't love you, and I won't love you if I don't love you now. If I get married again, I will marry someone I love Please don’t come to disgust me and my family again, I can still say hello to you when I see you in the future, and talk to you as a mature person, if you want to pretend that you don’t know me, I will also be sensible Take a detour. So, get the hell out of here now."

After speaking in dialect, he went straight into the room and slammed the door behind him.

She leaned against the door, feeling her hands tremble.She has never been like this, she is a gentle person, everyone who has met her says she has a good temper.

Although people who know her say she is stubborn, she is only soft and stubborn. What's more, she often doesn't know what she wants, so she doesn't have many opportunities to show stubbornness.

But she knew what she didn't want, especially after going through so much, the last thing she needed was to live her past life again.

After that, she stayed in the house and didn't go out. The same good-tempered father brought her food in and went out without saying anything.

She lay in bed all day, sleeping and waking up.When it was time to go to bed, she couldn't sleep anymore. She just lay on the bed thinking about these things, silently thinking of someone's name: Mo Jiaxin, where are you?Do you miss me now too?