Inverse scale gl

Anzhi didn't know what this behavior represented or what she wanted to do, she just made this gesture subconsciously, and then her palms were empty, unable to hold anything except air.

Her heart was also empty.

As if foreshadowing? No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't catch anything, and she couldn't get anything.

An Zhi blinked in confusion, and was about to withdraw her hand when a black thread was handed over and stuffed into her palm.

It's a floating balloon.

She lowered her head, and the huge Kumamon stood opposite her, with big and round black eyes, staring straight at herself, as if to say something, or? Waiting for her to say something.

"Thank you." An Zhi said softly.

Kumamon stretched out his bear paw, and patted Anzhi's head, very gently, without feeling pain, but with a strange sense of shame.

"Do you know me?" An Zhi asked.

Kumamon didn't nod or shake his head, but showed a big love. Anzhi didn't understand what he meant, and wanted to ask again, the other party had already left. He took a bunch of balloons and gave them to the children. The simple work was done with enthusiasm by him, as if what he sent was not balloons, but dreams and hopes.

She blinked her eyes, and wanted to cry again, but there were so many people here, she didn't want to cry, so she lowered her hair again.

A girl in a long white dress sits quietly on a bench holding a balloon. From a distance, it is a landscape painting of characters named "Lonely", with bright colors and realistic style. Under the midsummer sun, this This loneliness is like a bright light in the eternal night.

A woman passed by. She was learning photography and only knew a little bit about it.But when he saw this scene, he was moved by the strong sense of the picture, so he took out the Polaroid that he carried with him, pointed it at the girl, and took a picture of this scene.

The camera quickly spit out this photo, as she thought, it is a rare and good work.It has nothing to do with her shooting skills. If I insist, the model is better.

She glanced at the girl. The girl was sitting alone on the bench, feeling like she was waiting? Who? I don’t know whether to wait for the boy she likes to come to her, or wait for someone to take her. go home.

This is a lost lamb, she thought.

She walked over, handed the photo to the girl, and said.

"Give it to you, I'm sorry that I took it without your consent."

An Zhi looked up, took the photo, she glanced at it, then raised her eyes and said to the woman.

"Thank you."

The woman smiled, said nothing, and left. Anzhi looked at the back of her leaving, and then looked down at the photo, a flash of understanding suddenly flashed in her heart.

It turned out that she was like this in the eyes of others, she looked so fragile, like a porcelain doll that would break when touched, she needed protection and support.

She put the photo in her bag, and planned to go home with a cane. She stood up and saw that her mother was walking towards her. The home clothes on her body and the slippers on her feet had not been changed, and her hair was messy, blown up by the wind. Pounced on her face like a crazy woman.

Such a mother stimulates Anzhi's heart, making her eyes sore. Her mother is such a person who pays attention to her image. She usually goes out from head to toe. She doesn't even have time to change her shoes. How worried is she?

Although An Zhi didn't understand why his mother knew she was here, he still felt a deep sense of guilt inevitably, especially when he saw his mother's anxious eyes, and couldn't help but have red eyes for a moment.

"Mother."

sorry......

Seeing her daughter's red and swollen eyes, An Shui wanted to say something, but felt that there was no need to say anything. She took a breath, hugged her daughter in her arms, touched the back of her head, and whispered softly in her ear.

"Good, it's alright."

"Mom will take you home."

Don't cry, let's go home.

When An Zhi heard her mother say this, the grievance in her heart seemed to have found an outlet to vent, and she turned into tears and flowed out wantonly.She has been trying to accept the difference between herself and others since she was a child, trying to overcome inferiority complex and self-loathing, trying to live a strong life, not escaping, and facing the world's malice towards her.

But why, why can others get what she wants easily, why is it so difficult for her to live.

There is no way to even say that you like someone, you are not allowed to even like someone, and it is wrong to even like someone.

If she had a healthy and complete body, how could she hide in the ground like a mole and secretly fall in love with Qin Siyu, so that this love could not be seen.She will definitely speak out, will definitely compete with Xi Mu openly, and will definitely stand firmly by Qin Siyu's side so that she can see her true heart.

But she didn't, so she could only like it silently, not only had to endure the pain of not being able to love, but also had to bear the self-esteem being whipped by Xi Mu, accused by her, and driven away by her words.

It hurts, it really hurts.When Xi Mu said those words, the already weak heart seemed to be pierced with holes by an invisible sword.It hurts more than father's cold gaze, hurts more than being pinched to a broken bone, hurts more than any pain in Anzhi's memory.

She felt that she was about to be out of breath, and even a little movement was a tearing pain, and her breath was trembling.

The most painful thing was that she didn't even have room to resist and struggle, like a sinner tied to a cross, who could only bear all the humiliation and torture.Her love for Qin Siyu made her take off her armor; Qin Siyu's love for Xi Mu was the sharp knife Xi Mu held in his hand.

And she is the lamb waiting to be slaughtered under that knife.

An Zhi has been crying, she suddenly doesn't want to like Qin Siyu, she doesn't like Qin Siyu anymore, she wants to hate Qin Siyu, hate Xi Mu, most hate Qin Siyu like Xi Mu.She is afraid of pain, and never wants to experience such pain again. She wants to stay away from these two people, the farther the better, so that Xi Mu can never hurt her again.

Siyu, Qin Siyu.

"I don't like you anymore..."

I can't like you anymore.

At this time, An Zhi became the little girl in An Shui's memory again, whimpering and crying in her arms, venting her grievances and sorrows all the time.Tears wet her skirt, and the wronged and unwilling murmur made An Shui's heart sour. She opened her mouth, but she couldn't say anything. Those comforting words were too pale and powerless to deceive the seven-year-old Is Anzhi okay? Okay, but when she's 17, she's on her own.

As a mother, all she can do is warm embrace and long-term company.

Chen Li took off the heavy doll headgear, revealing a face that was flushed with heat. All his hair was wet with sweat, dripping down his cheeks. The usually clean and tidy Chinese teacher looked embarrassed at this time. Unbearable, the whole person was soaked, as if fished out of the water.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and An Shui in the distance was wiping An Zhi's tears. After the two of them said something, An Shui pulled An Zhi away.Seeing this, Chen Li heaved a sigh of relief, as long as he took them away, it was not in vain that he specially called An Zhi's mother.

When he saw An Zhi here, Chen Li noticed that she was in a low mood, so he gave her balloons, compared his feelings to her, and coaxed An Zhi like a little girl, but nothing worked.

Something must have happened to her, Chen Li was very sure of this idea.Otherwise, his well-behaved student will definitely smile back? Just like the first time he gave her balloons.

So Chen Li called An Zhi's mother and asked her to come to the square to pick An Zhi home.

It doesn't matter how sad you are, if you have your mother around, you can always vent it out.

No matter how dangerous and vicious the world is, the embrace of a mother must be the warmest harbor.

An Shui was busy in the kitchen, delicious chicken soup was boiling in the pot, steaming.This is a semi-finished product bought from the supermarket. Just add water until it boils. Anshui lowered the heat to make the chicken stew even worse. She washed her hands and came to her daughter's room.

There was a small lump on the bed, and her baby was still curled up into a ball to sleep habitually, a typical insecure sleeping position.An Shui sat on the edge of the bed, brushed the broken hair off her daughter's face, fixed her gaze on her eyes that hadn't subsided, and let out a weak sigh.

"Honey, it's time for dinner."

"Mom made your favorite chicken soup."

An Zhi hummed lightly, woke up leisurely, her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't lift her eyes, she rubbed her eyes, sat up, and felt very tired, probably because she was exhausted from crying for too long before, even after sleeping for a while I didn't even recover.

The chicken soup is very fragrant, but An Zhi has no appetite, and she is full after drinking half a bowl. An Shui was worried when she saw that her appetite was getting smaller and smaller, so she took a few chicken breasts for her, and her attitude was very strong, which meant that you must eat Lose.

An Zhi didn't resist, and obediently bit the chicken and chewed slowly, although the speed was very slow, but he was indeed eating.An Shui was relieved, and was going to pick up a piece of chicken drumstick for her. Before she could let it go, An Zhi's expression suddenly changed, and the chopsticks fell from his hands and landed on the table with a crisp sound.

Her consciousness was hazy, and her body was on the verge of falling. If she hadn't supported the table subconsciously, she would probably have fallen down like this.

"Baby what's wrong with you?"

An Shui quickly put down the bowl and chopsticks and came to An Zhi's side, grabbing her wrist anxiously, An Zhi was speechless, and fell into his mother's arms weakly.

The pulse at her wrist was beating very fast, and An Shui immediately realized that it was an arrhythmia. She put her daughter on the sofa and hurried to get lidocaine and amiodarone. There was a little panic in her skilled movements, because It's been a long time since An Zhi had this situation, and An Shui almost forgot about it.She poured out the pills, put them in Anzhi's mouth, and poured the water down.

These ones

After everything was done, An Shui broke out in a cold sweat.

The hand holding? her daughter's wrist was trembling slightly, telling? her fear.

"Baby?"

Three to five minutes later, Anzhi's heartbeat gradually returned to normal. She smiled weakly at her mother and said softly, "I'm fine."

An Shui couldn't let go of her heart. For some reason, she always felt that An Zhi's health was getting worse, which was not a good sign.

"I'll go to the hospital with my mother in a while, okay?"

"it is good."

After dinner, there was a knock on the door. An Shui glanced at the cat's eye, and saw Qin Siyu outside, holding a small delicate box in his hand.

When she opened the door, she heard Qin Siyu say.

"Good evening, Auntie. Is An Zhi sick? I sent her a message and she didn't reply to me. I was a little worried, so I wanted to ask what's going on."

"It's a little uncomfortable. I'm asleep now. I'll ask her to reply to you tomorrow, okay?"

"Then she's all right?"

An Shui could tell that Qin Siyu's worried expression didn't look fake. She cared about her baby from the bottom of her heart, but she just didn't like it, which made it even more annoying.

"It's nothing, it's an old problem, is the one in your hand for An Zhi?"

"Yes, it's an ice cream cake. I bought it specially and cut a piece to let her have a taste."

An Shui took it, and said with a little regret: "She shouldn't eat too much."

"It's okay, then I'm leaving, goodbye, auntie."

"Goodbye, Happy 64th birthday, Siyu."

Qin Siyu turned his head, showed a bright smile, and left.

An Shui closed the door and looked back. Her daughter who had already fallen asleep came out of the room in pajamas and glanced at the cake in her hand.

"Didn't you brush your teeth?" An Shui said helplessly.

"I'll just take a bite and brush my teeth after eating." An Zhi's voice was low, she lowered her head, "After all, she delivered it herself..."

It was indeed someone's wish, so An Shui allowed An Zhi to take a small bite.

The cake is delicious, it melts in the mouth, and the milk is overflowing, but it is too cold, and the ice cream takes a long time to swallow in the mouth.

"Is it tasty?"

"Delicious." An Zhi put down the spoon.

"It's a pity that the rest will be dumped."

The author has something to say: I've been very busy recently, so I can't double update on weekends.

Then the previous episode of epilepsy was actually the senior sister’s own experience, but the place was at school, and the classmate who was walking in front suddenly fell down, which shocked me.

The name of this volume is Parting from Life and Death. It is completely different from the previous volume. It will be very heavy, and the foreshadowing has been done beforehand.

If you can’t bear it, it is recommended to read more volumes and eat sweets~

Xi Mu has caused a lot of discussion among everyone, I have seen it all, everyone expresses their opinions, just don’t quarrel~

Anzhi should start to respect and love himself~

In exchange for Si Yu crying.

Today's review of nutrient solution and overlord tickets will be handed over to the school girls~

Rest early ~ good night ~