The nemesis in a skirt is suddenly sweet

The two slept side by side for a night outside, and when You Xia woke up, the seat next to her was empty.

He rubbed his face, got up and went back to the ward, and Jing Jing called to stop him behind him.

"Come here, eat your meal first." Xun Jing handed him the steamed stuffed bun, "There's also soy milk, drink it while it's hot."

"From Aunt Dong's house?" You Xia bit into the stuffing of Sophora japonica flower, slightly surprised.

"Well, isn't it someone's picky?" Xun Jing stuck the straw in with soy milk and handed it to him.

You Xia didn't pick it up, bent down and drank a few sips with the straw in his mouth, then bit back the bun: "When did you leave? Is it open to traffic?"

"Four or five o'clock, no car." Jing Jing said indifferently: "There are a lot of Xiaolan near the hospital, just scan them and ride back."

Knowing his appetite, how many sips of soy milk is the most, when Jing Jing said this, he lowered his head and held the straw in his mouth, and started drinking the remaining soy milk.

"Ah."

You Xia didn't say anything else, the person who used to eat at most two buns could eat three buns cleanly, and Xing Jing helped him throw the plastic bag with satisfaction.

When You Jie woke up again, it was already noon, she had undergone a major operation, her face was pale, she couldn't get food and water, her lips were dry, and You Xia occasionally used a cotton swab to moisturize her lips.

After You Jie woke up, she was very calm all the time. It seemed that apart from her pale face, the most harmful thing in this operation was her body.

Zou Gaohan held her hand, with reddened eyes, and whispered in her ear for a long time before making room for You Xia.

"Chat with your sister." He patted You Xia and confessed, got up and left.

Xun Jing pinched You Xia's palm and followed him out.

You Xia got up and sat beside her bed.

You Jie's dry face was as white as a sheet of paper. Seeing him, her eyes became a little more vivid, she gently pulled the corners of her mouth, and moved her fingers slightly.

You Xia immediately held her hand and held it in her palm, her fingertips trembling uncontrollably.

You Jie spoke intermittently, asked him about his studies, and deliberately teased who the handsome boy was just now.

If this kind of conversation is not happening in the sound of painful gasps from time to time, reminding that a little life has been stripped from the pain, it seems that this is a simple chat between siblings.

After only a few words, You Jie's already tired forehead was sweating, and her lips were dry.

You Xia took a cotton swab, soaked You Jie's lips again, and said, "Sister, I did well in the exam this time, and I'm doing well in school too. Don't talk, just take a break."

You Jie nodded cooperatively, and finally stopped, her eyes still lingering on You Xia.

You Xia quietly touched her lips.

"Brother." You Jie called him.

"Huh?" You Xia's hands trembled, and she continued to drink water.

You Jie smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, I couldn't make you an uncle."

You Xia's movements stopped, his waist bent, and he took a while to put the bowl on the table.

He shook his head, "So her name is Mi Li. I am her uncle, but I don't want to call her once. She must not like me as uncle."

"Silly brother, how could he not like you, she is very excited every time you come, I can feel it."

After finishing speaking, You Jie burst into tears, crying would tear the wound, You Jie didn't even dare to use force, she was afraid of hurting her body, and she would never have anything to do with Mi Li again.

In front of her husband, You Jie didn't dare to cry, because he knew that the man was in much more pain than her.

In front of her younger brother, she couldn't help being vulnerable anymore.

From childhood to adulthood, my younger brother knew what rice grains meant to her and to them.

You Jie and him grew up in an incomplete and distorted parent, longing for family affection and mutual dependence. Now that she has a little life she conceived, she wants to cherish and raise a child who grew up in a normal family, but she still misses it.

You Xia leaned over and hugged her, unable to say anything, her lips were filled with bitterness, and she just patted her lightly.

Sister, we have all come through that kind of environment, and we will definitely be able to do it in the future.

Rice grains will come back.

"She's asleep." You Xia came out of the ward and said to Zou Gaohan, "Take good care of her."

"Naturally." Zou Gaohan staggered him and hurried back to the room.

Xun Jing walked over, seeing the dull redness of his lower eyelids, his heart tugged.

"Let's go." You Xia had no expression on his face, and even looked cold when he said this word, You Xia looked up at him, "I really want to dig someone's grave."

He found that, just pouring paint, was too light.

You Xia's eyes weren't too focused, and he looked elsewhere through the scene, and his words were light and fluffy, but the scene just felt that he was not joking.

Xun Jing rubbed his eye sockets with his thumb, and then pointed behind him, "I don't know if digging a grave is illegal, but you can splash paint."

The scene is wrong.

You Xia looked over, and behind him, two buckets of paint were placed in the corridor.

In Nanling, the wild grass is desolate, and the graves are scattered.

Occasionally, crows would fly from the dead trees in the distance, land on the tombstones that You Xia and Jing Jing walked behind, and make ominous chirping sounds, making this deserted grassland even more eerie. .

You Xia and Yu Jing, each carrying a bucket of paint, patrolled the surrounding tombstones like visiting a school playground, strolling and chatting.

You Xia: "Why did you choose these two colors?"

He is carrying the red, and Jing is carrying the black.

Jing Jing raised his eyebrows: "Written in big characters in red, vicious, splashed in black, beautiful and exciting."

"Do you know what I'm going to do? You dare to buy paint." You Xia said.

"What to do?" Jing Jing shook his head and said that needless to say, he didn't care, "There is no school bully who dares to do something that the school emperor backs down, besides..."

Xun Jing pointed to a tombstone next to his feet, first asked "Is this it?", and then said: "If you fight, I'll hand you the steel pipe. If you splash someone to death, I'll deliver the paint. If you want to do something bad, I'll take the lead." It’s the attitude I should have when digging a wall.”

You Xia looked at the tombstone, his eyes moved slightly, and then turned to look at him.

Xun Jing raised his eyebrows, smiling a bit coquettishly and proudly.

You Xia gave her a thumbs up, "You pry the corner of the wall and still have a warranty service attitude, don't worry about Principal Ling Yang, you won't be able to dig it."

Jing Jing; "Why should I dig him, a bald donkey, whether he has less hair or a beer belly, and if I want to pry, I also pry the one in your school who is the most handsome, learns, fights, is the best, and is the most fucking crazy."

It was rare for You Xia to pick up the quarrel, and nodded: "It's me, you are right."

Xu Jing smiled.

You Xia also raised her lips, put down the bucket, and tapped her chin on the tombstone in front of her, "That's it."

When You Xia didn't come, he thought that he would be full of hatred and anger, and at the worst, he would be emotionally agitated and difficult to calm down.

But he didn't expect that he had walked all the way with Xun Jingpin, and even when he saw his tombstone, he could turn away and finish his sentence.

You Xia didn't deny that because of the scenery, he really calmed down a lot, but what's more, he found that he really didn't care as much as he thought.

Only two years, exactly two years.

Every night when I wanted to kill this person, I saw the pile of weeds at my feet that was higher than the tombstone, and it was completely scattered, and I even felt a dull feeling.

You Yan, you really failed.

From now on, there will be no one who hates you.

You Yan on the tombstone is like a stone tombstone carrying these two characters. He and You Jie had been heavily involved in the life before, and there was no moment to breathe.

After You Jie got married, she wanted to escape with him. The happy family made her want to persuade her younger brother to give up resentment, but how could it be possible for You Xia? How could he easily let go of this man who has carried You Xia's countless hatred and pain since childhood.

But now, when he really turned into a stone tablet and appeared in front of his eyes, he felt that it was nothing more than that.

Every nightmare that had tormented him was now but a grassy mound at his feet.

You Xia stepped on the grass covering the name of the tombstone, and showed it to Xu Jing.

"Although I know what I said, you may strike faster than me, but I still think it is necessary to introduce this person's life story to you, so as not to let your school emperor abuse you in the end, I don't know why."

The school emperor has always been out of hand for no reason.

Seeing the name, Xu Jing pursed his lips with a gloomy expression.

You Xia needs this silence to let him continue his performance.

He leaned over, opened the paint bucket, took the brush for the first time, and while he was speaking, he erased the word "You Yan", on the tombstone, from the disgusting past, from those fragmented The past is erased.

"This man..."

You Xia lit the tombstone with a brush, like dusting an ashtray while smoking, with unruly eyebrows and contemptuous tone: "My dad."

Yu Jing looked back at him in surprise.

You Xia smiled, a little terrified.

"But usually, I call him Second Uncle."

As he spoke, he kicked the tombstone with his toe, "Yes, Second Uncle."

Xu Jing's breathing was slightly chaotic.

You Xia smiled: "Why, I don't know what's the relationship?"

"I'm also very puzzled, what's the matter with being called second uncle and dad." You Xia recalled the past with a gloomy expression that he didn't know.

"When I was young, I asked my sister countless times why she didn't let me call him daddy all of a sudden. Was it because I was his child that he wouldn't insult me ​​every day and beat me to force me to steal, open and shut up to destroy I am a product of incest."

"You Xia..." Jing Jing's eyes sank, and he walked over to hold his hand on the tombstone, "If you don't want to say it, don't say it, we will leave after splashing."

If the relief is to indulge in the past again, Jing Jing will feel distressed.

"I've heard him say the most to me. It's the evil son of the elder brother who sleeps with his younger siblings. It's a disgusting thing. He chased after my ass and scolded me. I couldn't beat him, and he was locked on the window rail like a monkey. Admit that my mother is a broken shoe who can only eat."

That woman eloped with her husband's eldest brother to pursue her so-called happiness. She wanted to catch her breath and told You Xia before she left, "Don't hate mom."

"I've forgotten what that woman looked like." You Xia raised his hand and drew a bigger cross on the tombstone, "But that man can't, he wields a stick every day, so I have to remember, so 10 years old I was very good at fighting when I was young, and I can beat him so that I won't be scolded by him."

You Xia teased and seemed to look at him, "Really, you definitely couldn't beat me when you were 10 years old."

The rumored school bully practiced every trick in the past on this man who originally called him dad, but was later beaten up and admitted to be his second uncle.

Xun Jing came over and knocked off the grass on the back of his hand, "You Xia..."

"Originally, I could bear all these things. After all, when I get older, it's not certain who hits whom."

It's a pity that You Yan's hatred for his wife has spread to You Jie, who is his own daughter.

A daughter-in-law who slept with her elder brother made You Yan, who was already a rascal and was extraordinarily respectful, think that she had lost her face.

The cynicism and winking from his gang of bumsters during the day turned into beatings on You Xia and insults to You Jie at night.

You Jie is only in the fourth grade, and she already has to carry a big basin full of clothes to wash clothes in the cold winter months.

It's not that there is no washing machine, You Yan said that this is a punishment for women.

Women are filthy things that are cheap and only look at hanging. He didn't hesitate to curse his daughter with the worst language, which made You Jie's already good body exhausted early.

You Jie's menstruation has never been normal since that day, and she has been tortured by menstrual pain since then. At this time, You Xia is still being forced by You Yan's gang to commit crimes all over the street, either to escape or fight with them.

This kind of life was maintained until You Jie graduated from high school. She was excellent in her studies, but was ordered by You Yan to give up college and prepare to get married.

At that time, You Jie met Zou Gaohan during the summer vacation, a man who was eight years older than her, who gave her happiness that she had never had before, and was willing to support her in going to school.

The whole family was overwhelmed, and You Xia wanted her to escape.

He had to escape, he couldn't watch You Jie marry a village scoundrel.

That period of time, now that You Xia thinks about it, was the time he was most afraid of and the happiest time.

You Jie escaped successfully, and Zou Gaohan was as good and sincere as she said.

During those four years, You Xia's only worry was that You Jie would be found.

Fortunately, they succeeded, You Yan didn't find her, but You Xia stayed where she was, with nowhere to escape, let alone being a burden to her weak sister.

You Yan is sure that her daughter does not want Lao Tzu, and has gone to live a prosperous life.

He forced You Xia to tell the whereabouts of his sister time and time again, making troubles for him even worse.

Until the first year of high school, You Yan raped You Xia.

"boom!"

You Xia's memories were interrupted by a loud voice, he tilted his head, looked at him with heavy breathing, his eyes were full of haze, staring at the tombstone in front of him, it was colder than ever before.

When he heard "kidnapping", he had already poured his bucket of paint on the tombstone. The loud sound was the sound of Jing Jing smashing the iron bucket on the tombstone. The corner of the tombstone was directly cracked and broken Fly around.

Xun Jing looked at the tombstone, but was still puzzled.

"Grand one, senior one..."

Who doesn't know that the school bully who killed Ling Yang's boss is about to start a life of commanding wind and rain in the school, but in less than a week, he hastily changed schools.

Regarding this matter, there are many speculations in the air city college groups, post bars, and forums.

But no one would have imagined that the school bully transferred to another school was not even stabbed by the students, but his own relatives, even though this man did not deserve such an identity.

Kidnapping.

An understatement of two words, but You Xia disappeared for two full years.

It's hard to imagine what's behind that.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I bought less."

"Ok?"

You Xia raised his eyebrows, almost looking at the scene in front of him with admiration, the corners of his mouth curved playfully, as if the previous kidnapping had never left any scars on his body.

"I should buy offal, bird bones, sweet malt."

"What?" You Xia wondered.

Xu Jing looked coldly at the monument in front of him.

"I want wild beasts to bite and devour him in front of his stele, crows to sing and cry at his bones, and ants to dig holes in his graves and make their homes in eye sockets."

"hurt you."

"He can't die safely."

You Xia was stunned by his cold tone.

There has never been a time when You Xia could feel more deeply that this vicious and cruel man who is arrogant for him is the school emperor.

Yu Jing came over and hugged him tightly.

You Xia put his chin on his shoulder, his eyes fell on the paint bucket behind him, and said in a low voice, "I don't care anymore."

Xu Jing: "But I am in pain."

The author has something to say: I...

I'm back... (Very soft voice super guilty)

I don't know if anyone still wants to read it, but I still want to finish writing after tangling over and over again.

Sisters who are still interested can take a look.