The wicked girl turned coward after being reborn

Mom is sick again.

In the dim room, the five-year-old little Yan Tu slowly opened a crack in the door and looked at the black shadow with claws and claws on the white wall of the living room, accompanied by the sound of smashing things.

The black shadow is not a monster, but at this moment, it scares Yan Tu more than any ghost.

That was her mother, Yan Mang.

Yan Mang, who was originally born in a famous family, first ran away from home for love, then her love broke down, and she became pregnant before marriage. She had no face to go home, so she took root in a strange small city alone, became a middle school teacher in the local area, and successfully She gave birth to Yan Tu and brought up the child.

Just now, Yan Mang was knitting a sweater in the living room as usual, while humming softly. The little Yan Tu was obediently lying on the low table next to him, writing homework crookedly.

"Jingle Bell--"

A sudden and piercing ringing of the phone broke the warmth of this moment.

Xiao Yantu tensed up as if frightened, and the hand holding the pencil began to tremble unconsciously.This has become a kind of conditioned reflex, as long as you hear the phone ringing, you will subconsciously fear.

Yan Mang next to her didn't notice her abnormality, thinking she was just frightened by the ringtone, he touched her head with some amusement, then answered the phone with a gentle and polite tone: "Hi, hello..."

Within a few seconds of the call, Yan Mang screamed violently and angrily: "Why are you again!!!—"

Xiao Yantu shrank her shoulders in fear: Mom is going to be sick again...

Since Yan Tu could remember, the woman on the phone would call and harass her mother every two or three months, and every time the mother answered the phone, she would lose her temper like a completely different person... …

The neighbors' uncles and aunts told her that her mother was ill, and it was the mental sequelae caused after giving birth to her, and she was asked to learn to be considerate of her mother.

The flustered little Yantu put down his pencil, turned around and ran to the room without daring to wait any longer.

Carefully peeping through the crack of the door, Yan Mang in the living room was hysterical while sweeping all the things on the table:

"... I have already left, why do you still come to pester me?!... So what if your child is excellent, why do you come here to show off... You are not allowed to laugh at my child... my My child, my child doesn’t need any father, as long as I’m here, she must be the best!!”

Yan Mang slammed the phone shut, turned his head and called out sharply: "Yan Tu, Yan Tu!!"

Little Yantu was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat, he closed and locked the door in a panic, looked around the room for a while, and finally got down on the ground and crawled awkwardly under the bed.

"Yan Tu..." Yan Mang, who was on the verge of madness, searched around, and then the voice gradually approached, and she slammed on the door of the room, "Yan Tu, Yan Tu!!!" Although she was eagerly calling her daughter name, but the tone of resentment sounded more like shouting at the enemy.

Little Yan Tu, who was huddled under the bed, covered his ears and trembled all over.

"..." The knock on the door stopped abruptly, and after a while, it was replaced by the sound of a key unlocking.

Little Yantu bit her lips and dared not make a sound, she stared at the bright place outside the bed, her eyes were already filled with tears.

A big warm hand suddenly pinched her ankle, and she shivered suddenly.

With a big hand, he dragged her out from under the bed: "Yan Tu!!!"

"Ah!" The terrified little Yantu finally cried and begged for mercy, "Mom, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Although she didn't know what she did wrong at all.

Yan Mang held onto her ankle with one hand, and raised a sharp sweater needle with the other, with madness in his eyes: "Yan Tu, be obedient, you belong to mother alone, we don't need father, you The other half of the blood is superfluous..."

"Mom, no, don't..."

early morning.

Yan Mang, who regained his sanity, sat on the ground holding his bruised daughter and cried bitterly, blaming himself and confessing: "I'm sorry, Yan Tu, it's my mother's fault. My mother really can't control herself, and my mother will never do this again...you can Do you forgive mom?"

Xiao Yantu's eyes, whose tears had dried up, were a little out of focus. She opened her mouth to say something, but finally nodded silently.

Obviously, this is not the first time that Yan Mang has lost control of domestic violence.

Had the same attack once.

Xiao Yantu, who had been injured before, ran out of the house in time. When she hid in someone else's store, through the window glass, she saw the barefoot mother chasing her out, angrily yelling at her in the crowd. Name, in the end, because there was no response, he squatted on the main road and broke down crying, causing others to watch...

The little Yantu who couldn't bear it hesitated again and again, and finally walked to his mother on his own initiative, stretched out his little hand and hugged her: "Mom, don't cry..."

After that, no matter how severe Yan Mang's seizures were, little Yan Tu didn't dare to escape to places other than home.

Yan Mang's condition is getting worse.

The last harassing phone call directly stimulated her nerves. She couldn't stand the mental torture in the middle of the night, and ran to the roof of the building to commit suicide. Fortunately, she reined in the cliff and stabilized her mind, but she still accidentally slipped and fell, causing her to be paralyzed .

Yan Mang used to lose her temper only when she was sick, but now she is sitting in a wheelchair and her temper is getting weirder and violent. Whenever it comes to the education of her daughter, she often scolds harshly and beats her with a cane.

Six-year-old Yantu copied the big characters for an hour with a brush in her hand. Just as her writing hand began to tremble, she immediately received a scorching whip on her back.

Yan Mang, who was sitting next to her and correcting students' homework, shouted sharply: "Raise your wrist, don't touch the table!"

"Woo..." Xiao Yantu cried and wiped her tears with her left hand, her right hand holding the pen did not dare to relax at all, her bean-sized tears kept dripping, soaking a large piece of rice paper, "Yes..."

Seven-year-old Xiao Yantu is in the second grade of elementary school.

Her grades are very good, she gets No.1 in every exam, and her mother also requires her to get [-] points in all subjects.

Once, Xiao Yantu made a mistake and scored 99 points in the test. The head teacher praised her in class as always, and her grades were still ranked first in the grade.

However, Xiao Yantu ran to the office to find the head teacher in a catastrophe, and begged the head teacher to give her an extra point for her paper, and she was willing to make up for it in other ways.

The head teacher was very disappointed with her behavior. Not only did she refuse, but she also notified the parents, thinking that the child was trying to cheat for a grade at such a young age, and she needed to be educated.

That night.

An angry Yan Mang pulled her daughter's hair and threw it to the corner, grabbed a handful of hangers and beat her to death, cursing: "How do I teach you? Why do you ask others, why?? You know?" I don't know that you are so cheap and low-spirited! The face of the Yan family has been lost by you!!!"

Xiao Yantu, who was powerless to fight back, huddled into a ball and hugged his head, crying hoarsely: "I'm sorry mom, I know I was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!! Don't hit me, I won't dare again..."

Eight-year-old Xiao Yantu no longer loves to cry so much.

When she practiced dancing at home, if she stepped on a wrong step, the cane would sway her calf; Once or twice, you will never make the same mistake again, because you will be beaten if you make a mistake.

When Yan Mang was not ill, she had always been a well-rounded lady with both internal and external skills, and her daughter naturally inherited all her advantages.

Compared with other children of the same age, Xiao Yantu is a nearly perfect "child from other people's family".However, her dull expression is not as bright and lively as her peers.

Also this year.

Yan Mang's elder brother Yan Ji finally found their mother and daughter and took them back to Yan's house.

The Yan family mansion is like an endless maze for little Yan Tu. There are grandparents, uncles, aunts, and other cousins ​​here.

At this home, more relatives are caring for their mother and daughter, and Yan Mang, who is sick and paralyzed, has also received the best treatment.

Xiao Yantu naively thought that the dark days of being oppressed and breathless would finally start to get better...

However, it does not.

Although Yan Mang, who returned to Yan's house, never received that disturbing phone call, she has suffered from both mental and physical torture for a long time. Her condition has been deteriorating and she is close to dying.

The grandparents who love Yan Mang the most, out of guilt for their daughter, often persuade her granddaughter to listen to her mother more and spend more time with her mother, saying that it is not easy for her mother to grow up with her alone, and now she is seriously ill. She takes good care of and considerate her mother.

Yan Mang, who is sometimes in a trance and sometimes sober, only sees her own children and cannot tolerate others. Educating children has become her only obsession. She will go crazy if she doesn't see her children for a day.

In order to follow her, grandpa and grandma pushed Xiao Yantu into the big room full of disinfectant smell every day.

In the room, Yan Mang was sitting in a wheelchair, smiling and reaching out to her.

Xiao Yantu hid her hands behind her back uneasily. She only saw all kinds of familiar musical instruments, dance clothes, art utensils, various bookshelves and a few rattan claps on the table around her. She prepared it alone.

The door of the room was closed, and she felt panic and despair as if she was locked in a cage of a beast.

She wanted to cry about her fear with the adults, but suddenly found that no one would care about her tears.

She tried to escape from Yan's house, but was stopped by the domestic servant and gardener in the house, and invited back...

Mom is doing it for you.

——Yan Mang always said this to little Yantu, and everyone said this to her.

She could no longer tell what the definition of "good" was.

Little Yan Tu is like a piece of clay, which Yan Mang holds in his hands and molds it into the shape he wants.

But she is not clay, she has flesh and blood and sentience, Yan Mang's behavior seems to be breaking her bones, carving on her skin with a knife...

Nine-year-old Xiao Yantu sat alone by the pond in the community, staring at the water in a daze.

She didn't know what she was thinking, she stretched out her feet slowly as if in a daze, as if she wanted to test the depth of the pool water...??

Suddenly, the collar on her back was pulled back by a force, and at the same time a childish voice came from above her head——

"Dangerous, what are you doing?!"

Xiao Yantu looked back and saw a little girl about her age.

The little girl looks a bit chubby like the Fuwa in the New Year pictures, wearing four sky cannons and wearing a bright yellow sequined tutu skirt. This slightly exaggerated dress is like going on stage to perform a children's show.

Xiao Yantu shook her head: "It's nothing." She straightened her collar and got up to leave.

"Hey!" The little girl immediately spread her arms to stop her dissatisfied, "I saved you, won't you say thank you?"

"Thank you." Xiao Yantu lowered his head, trying to avoid the other party.She subconsciously didn't want to get in touch with the little girl in front of her. The domineering expression and tone of the other party were just like those of the Yan family's cousins. bullying others.

The little girl also seemed to have noticed that the other party didn't want to talk to her. She felt baffled, but she just didn't want the other party to leave so quickly, so she grabbed the other party's arm and said, "Hey, is there something wrong with you? You still wear wool long sleeves on a hot day. You Isn't it boring?"

"Let go!" Xiao Yantu frowned in pain.

The little girl was frightened by her expression, but she took courage again and refused to let go: "What are you pretending, I haven't done anything to you yet..."

"You scratched me."

"Nonsense, I'm useless!"

"Let go!" Xiao Yantu waved away the opponent's hand, but instead made the opponent hold it tighter.

"I won't let go!" The little girl persisted.

"You!..." Xiao Yantu bit her lips, and simply rolled up half of her sleeves, revealing the criss-crossing scars on her arms, and went straight to the other party, deliberately scaring the other party:

"Did you see that your hand is rotten, are you afraid? Are you afraid??" At the end of the speech, he was choking with restraint.Anyone who exposes his ugly and ugly wound will not feel good.

The little girl subconsciously let go of her hand, took two steps back, her face full of astonishment and bewilderment: "I, I... I'm sorry, I don't know..."

Xiao Yantu wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, shook his head, and walked away.

"...I'm sorry, I really don't know!" The little girl hurriedly apologized behind her, raised her hand to stop her, but didn't dare to touch her, and asked several times, "Are you okay? I just Does it hurt to touch you here?...Where is your home? How did you get hurt, do your parents know..."

The last question made Xiao Yantu, who had been shaking her head silently, stop suddenly. She clutched the corners of her clothes tightly with her hands, looked down at the ground, and the tears that swirled in her eyes finally flowed down her cheeks.

The little girl covered her mouth to stop chattering, bent down to look at the other party, and said uncertainly: "You, are you crying?"

Xiao Yantu turned his back and chased away people crying: "Go away!"

"I'm sorry..." The little girl apologized again.

"It's none of your business, don't follow me..." Before Xiao Yantu finished speaking, her arm was raised by the other party, and she was startled, "What are you doing?"

"You don't move." The little girl held her hands, rolled up her sleeves carefully, then lowered her head, puffed her cheeks and blew gently on the scabbed wounds, and said with each blow: "It hurts." Fly away, fly away with pain..."

"What are you doing..." Xiao Yantu looked at the other party strangely, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but felt that the place where the blowing was blown was cool and itchy, and he didn't hate it.

"When I was injured, my nanny gave me blowjobs like this." The little girl explained earnestly, "She said blowjobs won't hurt so much."

Xiao Yantu asked curiously: "Then when she blows to you, won't it hurt you?"

The little girl replied honestly: "It still hurts."

Little Yantu: "..."

"But if you don't drive away the 'pain', it will stay in it forever." The little girl raised her head and stretched out her chubby hand to wipe the tears on her face. "Do you feel better?"

Xiao Yantu, who no longer rejects the other party's closeness, thought about it and shook his head: "No."

"That's it..." The little girl scratched her forehead, "How about I blow it a few more times?"

Xiao Yantu seemed to believe what the other party said, and said "hmm" in a strong nasal voice.

The little girl lowered her head again: "Fly away..."

Watching the steamed stuffed face of the other party earnestly agitating, Xiao Yantu slowly let go of his guard, stretched out his other arm, and said crisply: "There is still this side..."

"Ah?" The little girl helped her roll up her sleeves, and immediately reacted fiercely, "Why do you have so many wounds on your hands? How did you do it??"

Xiao Yantu withdrew his hand: "...otherwise forget it."

"How can it be forgotten!" The little girl stopped asking, and led her to a bench by the side of the road to sit down, then cupped her hands and continued blowing, and said after blowing: "Is it gone?"

Xiao Yantu originally wanted to point to his calf, but when he saw the other's impatient expression, he timidly folded his index finger together: "No more."

The tiger-faced little girl had seen her action a long time ago, so she knelt down to roll up her trousers, and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm a magical girl."

Xiao Yantu couldn't keep up with the other party's train of thought for a moment: "What?"

"That's it..." The little girl stood up suddenly, using both hands and feet, gesticulating and spinning indiscriminately on the spot, then took out something from her skirt pocket and lifted it into the air, muttering: "The sky is spirited, the earth is spirited, the magical girl is showing her power, Change! Open your mouth, ah—”

Xiao Yantu didn't know why, but he opened his mouth obediently: "Ah?"

The little girl immediately threw the strawberry toffee that had been peeled off the paper shell into her mouth, and then said with a smile: "How about it, now believe that I am a magical girl, I will not hurt you!" Then she asked, "Is it sweet or not?" ?”

Xiao Yantu was eating candy in his mouth, staring intently at the other party's vigorous face, and finally smiled shyly: "Sweet."

"You're so cute!" The little girl sighed and rubbed her head, then squatted down and continued blowing up the injury on her calf, and at the same time turned on the chatterbox mode:

"You look a bit like my sister, but you're much prettier than her, and it's the first time I've seen someone prettier than my sister..." That's why she didn't want to let go just now, "By the way ,May I have your name?"

"My name is Yan Tu, how about you?"

"My name is Shen Xiluo." The little girl said, picked up the branch on the ground, wrote her name stroke by stroke on the muddy ground next to the tree, and then asked, "How old are you?"

Xiao Yantu silently imprinted the other party's name in his heart, "I am nine years old, how about you?"

"Ah, I'm also nine years old, why do you look younger than me?" Xiao Xiluo was a little surprised.In fact, the height difference between the two is almost the same, but Xiao Yantu has a slender figure. On the other hand, she is chubby, and one arm is twice as thick as the other, so she looks bigger. "Then what month were you born?"

"November."

Xiao Xiluo proudly said: "Hahaha, I am older than you, I was born in August."

Xiao Yantu didn't understand what the other party was happy about: "So what?"

"You have to call me sister."

Xiao Yantu pursed her lips shyly, and asked, "Does your family live near here? Why haven't I seen you before?" She remembered that this area belonged to the Yan family's residence, and outsiders were not allowed to enter.

"I'm not a local." Xiao Xiluo raised his finger and pointed to the mountain on the other side in the distance, "Did you see that resort? I'm here for the summer vacation, and I'm staying there for the time being."

"You live there, why are you here?"

"Because I got tired of playing there, I think your side is bigger, so I came here."

Xiao Yantu was curious: "How did you get in?"

"Drilling a dog's hole." Xiao Xiluo was complacent, "And the security guard didn't stop me when he saw me, because I'm a child!"

"You are really brave." Xiao Yantu looked enviously.

"Of course." Xiao Xiluo liked the way she stared at him, so happy, he took out a bunch of small snacks from his skirt pocket, unwrapped them one by one, and fed them into her mouth.

Xiao Yantu obediently let the other party feed him, and at the same time moved his little butt little by little, and sat side by side next to the other party.

A friendship between the two was established instantly.

At this moment, Xiao Xiluo gently held the other party's arm halfway, and asked with great concern: "...So what's the matter with these injuries on your body? Or did someone bully you? Tell me, and I will teach him a lesson for you. !"

Xiao Yantu shook her head, she knew how the Yan family behaved to the outside world, she didn't dare to reveal too much to the other party, she just faltered and said: "Yes, I did something wrong and was beaten by my family..."

"Ah, family? That's even more serious!!" Xiao Xiluo became angry in an instant, "Where is your family, I will go to them to settle accounts now!"

Xiao Yantu blinked at her, then pointed to the most abrupt and spectacular big courtyard not far away.

"You, is your family this big?" Xiao Xiluo swallowed, and immediately fell ill.She thought that the other party was a child from a small family, and she wanted to use her status as the eldest lady of the Shen family to bully others, but now it seemed that she couldn't do it.

Xiao Yantu nodded.

Xiao Xiluo scratched his forehead recklessly, and asked again: "What did you do wrong that they beat you like this? They don't usually beat you like this, do they?"

"..." Xiao Yantu opened his mouth, he didn't know where to start, and finally nodded his head aggrieved, tears quickly appeared in his watery eyes.

"Hey, don't cry, don't cry!" Xiao Xiluo hurriedly hugged the other party and patted the back to comfort him, and then said, "Hey, no one can interfere with your family affairs, but you can protect yourself."

Xiao Yantu pinched the hem of her skirt and stopped sobbing: "Protect yourself?"

"That's right." Xiao Xiluo couldn't do anything else, but he had a lot of ghost ideas, "Be smart, don't wait to be beaten stupidly, aren't you wearing long-sleeved trousers, just right, I'll buy some for you tomorrow A softer mat, you secretly tie the mat to your body, so that you won’t really get hurt when you get beaten in the future!”

Xiao Yantu slightly opened his eyes and misplaced the key point: "Will you come tomorrow?"

"Hey, be serious." Xiao Xiluo patted her on the head, and continued to express her experience in a childlike voice, "And let me tell you, when you can't beat others in a fight, you have to pretend It looks like it's seriously injured... Come on, let me demonstrate it to you once, touch me."

Xiao Yantu cooperatively stretched out his index finger and poked her.

Xiao Xiluo immediately covered the poked chest and roared exaggeratedly: "Ah, it hurts me to death!!" Then he lay down on the ground and rolled around without fear of getting dirty, shouting, "Ah, I'm going to die, I'm going to die!" dying……"

The next second, she sat up again and explained seriously: "See, the person who beat you will not dare to touch you again, and he will be afraid that you will really die."

Xiao Yantu watched the whole process in a daze for a while, and then burst out laughing, "Hehehe..."

Xiao Xiluo glared at her: "Hey, what's so funny!"

"Hmm." Xiao Yantu immediately covered her mouth with her hands, and looked at her with big innocent eyes, "Can't you laugh?"

"..." Xiao Xiluo couldn't resist those eyes, she stood up and patted her skirt, "Laugh, laugh, as long as you are happy."

Sure enough, the corner of Xiao Yantu's mouth raised, and a bright smile bloomed: "Hahahaha..."

Xiao Xiluo was stunned for a moment, and then smiled infectedly: "Hey..."

The two looked at each other and smiled for a while, this time it was Xiao Yantu's turn to take the initiative to hold each other's hand, and invited softly: "Luo, there is a swing next to it, shall we go play together?"

"Okay." Xiao Xiluo followed her steps, took out a small biscuit from her skirt pocket, and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

"Eat." Little Yantu stretched out his hand to get it.

Xiao Xiluo took the biscuit away maliciously: "Call me sister, and I'll give it to you."

"...Sister." Xiao Yantu's tone was a little shy.

"Haha, so good!" Xiao Xiluo then handed over the biscuit contentedly.

Xiao Yantu happily gnawed on the biscuits, and from time to time glanced sideways at the people around him——

This girl in a bright yellow dress, like a bright shooting star, passed by Yan Tu's dark inner world since she was a child, leaving a warm and short afterglow of light and heat.

For more than half a month after that, Xiao Xiluo "over the mountain" every two or three days came to play with Xiao Yantu, until the end of the summer vacation, Xiao Xiluo went back to his own city, and the two could not see each other again.

On the last day, Xiao Yantu held each other reluctantly, and asked expectantly, "Will you come again next summer vacation?"

Xiao Xiluo replied at the time: "It should be."

It's a pity that later, the seasons changed, time passed, and after one summer vacation, another summer vacation...

Little Yantu sits alone on the bench in the community every day, always waiting for a sister Shen Xiluo.

??As she grew up year after year, Yan Tu began to hide her true emotions. She behaved calmly and calmly, and knew how to disguise herself by showing weakness at the right time. People will never know her way.

She showed her talents at a young age, and the Yan family began to respect her.

Her mother, Yan Mang, was sick in bed. At the last moment of her death, she held her hand tightly and asked, "Yan Tu, will you forgive mother?"

The expressionless Yan Tu promised: "Mom, don't worry, I will make the person who harassed you pay the price."

Yan Mang grabbed her tightly: "No, Yan Tu, answer quickly, will you forgive me? I am your mother, you will forgive me, right..."

Yan Tu silently withdrew his hand, covered the other party with a quilt, and said "Thank you for your mother's years of teaching, rest well", then turned and left the room.

Even though Yan Mang tried to persuade her to stay behind, she remained indifferent.

16-year-old Yan Tu came to Shen's house with a purpose.

On the first day when she entered the door, she deliberately missed other people, called Shen Xiluo in the corridor, and re-introduced herself in a vaguely expectant tone: "...Sister, my name is Yan Tu."

16-year-old Shen Xiluo gave her a disgusted look: "Bastard daughter, don't talk to me!"

After speaking, he turned his head and left, completely oblivious to the other party's instantly pale face.

A few more days pass.

Yan Tu was walking on the campus playground, and happened to meet Shen Xiluo.

She hesitated for a while, and finally stopped, and greeted the other party softly: "Sister..."

Unexpectedly, Shen Xiluo turned around, raised her hand and slapped her in public: "Who allowed you to call me sister? Disgusting!"

Then he pushed her to the ground...

That night, Yan Tu meditated quietly in the room for a long time, and as he adjusted his mind, his eyes gradually turned cold.

She picked up her mobile phone and dialed a number, and ordered: "Send me all the information related to Shen Xiluo."

"Okay." The other side of the phone asked curiously, "Didn't you say before that you wanted to contact me in person, why did you suddenly change your mind?"

"It's not necessary, it's over."

From today on, she and this person who never remembered her should be regarded as never having known each other.