My infertile wife ran with the ball

"Brother, does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Li Zimeng rubbed her red and swollen eyes, packed up the small medicine box and sat down beside Lin Yi, leaning on the young man's not-so-generous shoulders, shedding tears all over her face after a while.

Just now, Lin Yi's right hand was scratched by a broken glass bottle, blood trickled down her fingers, and the bullies disappeared in an instant, and she was the only one left trembling holding her brother's bleeding hand.In the end, it was Lin Yi who carried her to the outpatient clinic not far away. After the wound was bandaged, the two returned home together.

Although it is home, none of them feel warm.

"Don't cry, you are going to high school, you are a big girl, how can you cry at every turn?"

Li Zimeng wiped the tears off her face with her sleeve, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm not going to high school anymore, I'm going out to work."

Lin Yi sighed, "Can you tell my brother why you want to go out to work?"

"I can't study well, I don't want to study anymore, no matter how much I study, I can't compare to you. It's better to go out to work early to earn money." Li Zimeng buried her face on Lin Yi's shoulder, giving only the back of her stubborn head.

Lin Yi laughed dumbfounded, "Why do you want to compare with me? You are you, and I am me."

"I don't want to compare with you, but my dad..."

"Anyway, I don't want to learn anymore. There is an Internet celebrity company in Y City who wants me, and I will go there in a few days."

Lin Yi patted Li Zimeng's head silently, and lifted a corner of the girl's collar. Several purple-red welts were burnt on the skin, winding down from the shoulders. I don't know how many more such marks are on the back.

He is very familiar with this kind of marks, because he often had such welts on his body when he was a child.

If childhood is composed of white rabbit toffee, [-] o'clock cartoons and the love of parents, then there is no childhood in Lin Yi's life.If I insist on talking about his childhood, the only thing that can be recalled is the dark wardrobe, the food that was swished, the bamboo board and the whip, the eternal first "spell", and the quarrel and indifference of his parents .

His mother advocated education with a stick, and believed that not only a filial son could be born under the stick, but also the number one.

That's why Lin was also beaten up. If he didn't get the first place in the exam, then he must be covered with welts on the second day when the results were announced. Li Wenya beat him very skillfully every time, and the welts were hidden under the school uniform. There is no trace on the outside.When he was a teenager, he never took the initiative to approach others, and he didn't have many friends, because the touch of others always made him feel pain. As time passed, he never wanted to approach people, and just sat alone.

Reading, endorsement, study, exam.

If he failed the exam, he would be beaten, and every night after that, he would be locked in the closet, reciting his homework while eating the rice that had been thrown away.

His father never said anything for him, or dared not say anything.

The mother has absolute authority, introduced the job for the father, gave birth to him for the father, raised him for the father, the mother said so.

In his memory a long time ago, his father would quarrel with his mother, and in the end he would leave in dismay under the accusation and crying of his mother. Later, he grew up slowly, but he could never hear his parents' quarrel anymore. His father seemed to have changed Ways to vent his dissatisfaction with this family, always taking pictures of the washing machine, TV, mobile phone, "papapapapa"... always haunting his 'home'.

He once asked his father why he took pictures of things, and his father said, "This thing is broken, you need to take pictures to make it better." He said why he didn't fix it, but his father just continued to take pictures, continued to take pictures...

On the day when he couldn't hear the sound of clapping, he saw his parents' green divorce certificate.

Father never appeared again.

Lin Yi put down the girl's collar, and his face became even paler.

So now, is his sister going through the same pain?

"It's not because of the comparison with me, is it because of this?" Lin Yi gently tapped the marks on her body through the clothes, his eyes gradually turned red.

Li Zimeng trembled like an electric shock, and burst into tears again, "Brother...I'm in so much pain...I'm in so much pain...I don't want to stay with my dad anymore..."

She admired him, wanted to be him, and even if she couldn't, that wasn't a reason for her to drop out of school, never was.

"You help me..."

Lin Yi's heart seemed to be frozen, it shattered into countless small pieces at the slightest touch, and it was cold in all directions. He had exhausted all his energy for Li Wenya, even sold himself, who else could he save now?

The girl's sobs lingered in the room, and it took a long time to calm down. Li Zimeng wiped away the tears on her face, sat up straight and said slowly: "I didn't grab someone else's boyfriend, and that man gave me a bottle of drink." ...I don't have any friends at all... They said they were going to work in the south, and I wanted to go with them, and I followed them every day, but they just went to the bar and surfed the Internet. Working part-time is just for fun.....They poured dirty water on me, and said that I was the one who took the lead in going to the Internet cafe to smoke...Actually, I didn't."

Lin Yi hugged his sister tightly with his left hand, "Well, brother believes in you, Mengmeng is the best child."

"Let me help you transfer schools, you go to another school to study hard."

"Don't...I'm actually...I'm not afraid of them...they just have a lot of people..."

Li Zimeng clenched her lower lip, no matter how hard she tried to hold back tears, big tears still fell down.

Lin Yi wiped her tears with a tissue, but as soon as he took out a few sheets, the little girl wiped her face with her sleeves, stared at her red and swollen eyes and asked him: "Brother, will it be fine when you grow up? What does it feel like?"

Lin also didn't dare to look at his younger sister's baby-blue eyes, he bowed his head in silence, and said after a long time, "Fester."

"Growing up is a fester that people must go through."

"Then are you rotten?"

"Ah."

And it's riddled with holes.

Lin Yi stood up and covered her eyes, "Don't think about the future, live the present. I'll take a shower, and then we'll go to school to deal with things together, and I'll talk about it with my uncle."