Fragmented

During the few days when she went home, Ye Yu sat on the bed blankly all day long, and only some not-so-good memories accompanied her.People say that the good ones are easy to remember, and the sad ones are easy to forget, but all she can remember is some bad memories, and that kind of memory has an unspeakable pain, more painful than whipping.Ye Yu beat his body, knowing that his body was covered with bruises, all because he wanted to force himself not to recall those painful memories.

But sometimes, wishful thinking can turn people into devils.

The memory returned to ten years ago by the dream.

"Mother……"

"Xiao Yu should stay at home and don't watch too much TV." A woman whose face was blurred gently tapped the little girl's nose, "My brother is in school and can't come back. Xiao Yu should stay at home and wait for her mother to come back." After all, the family is relatively poor now, and my father has no skills..."

Is this fuzzy face what my mother looked like when she was young?It must be beautiful.

The chirping of Xia Chan continued from morning to night, and the sky drew down the curtain of evening, and swarms of flying insects were circling in the air. The little girl stared blankly at the insects that kept hitting the fluorescent lamp, and rubbed her stomach.Walking outside the door, small bats flew overhead and made strange calls, and dragonflies occasionally stopped by the roadside.

"Here, be careful, it's a bit heavy." The proprietress of the vegetable stall kindly handed the egg to the little girl.

"It's okay, I can handle it, here is the money." The little girl stretched out her hand and handed her some crumpled banknotes and coins.

"Okay, these are enough." The proprietress took some banknotes and coins.The little girl stuffed the rest back into her pocket, hugged a bag of eggs, and left.Looking at the petite body, the proprietress sighed, "What an obedient child."

The sky darkened completely.

The little girl walked cautiously, for fear that a vicious dog would jump out of that corner, her heart was beating very fast, and a layer of sweat was protruding from her forehead.

"Stop!" Behind him appeared two huge black figures with bright eyes.The little girl ran up and dropped the coin in her pocket.Finally the devil caught up and beat her severely, leaving painful memories.And these demons are still communicating in human language: "Is there a mistake?"

"It can't be mistaken." A rough female voice pierced through the discussion sharply, "It's that little bastard from the Ye family. I guess her family is so poor that they asked a child to steal eggs."

"Her family doesn't look like that..." The demon carried the little girl's body to a familiar place.The little girl opened her eyes, and the familiar breath woke her up, "Mom..."

"What are you doing?" A woman shouted anxiously, quickly hugging the little girl into her arms.The little girl smelled a familiar smell, "Mom..." Something dripped from the woman's face to the little girl's mouth, and the little girl licked it reflexively. It was a salty and slightly bitter taste.

The noise pierced the little girl's ears, and the blood stained the corners of the little girl's eyes. The woman lost her mind and fought against the group of demons in order to protect her child.When everything returned to calm, the little girl cried with dull eyes.The woman chose to go farther, in order to take the child away from the devil's lair.But before that, she had to be left alone, no matter how much the little girl cried, the figure of the woman seemed to be fading away.The child's eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and what she saw was no longer a wonderful and colorful world.The adults discussed their troubles after dinner, and unknowingly these things also fell on the little girl.

Maybe everything is doomed.

The pale light shone on the skin exposed outside the thin quilt, making it slightly transparent, but the looming cyan or blue-purple veins were hidden under this layer of skin.Only the pale hands were covered with scars, and there was a scary scar on the arm that had scabbed over.There were faint tears in the corners of his eyes, and there were still traces of tears on his cheeks.