simba and sean

"I loved him"

The enthusiastic atmosphere and shouts of the audience in the audience quieted down after hearing Xu Qiong's answer.

"The first time I saw him was when I was five years old. He was very white, and his facial features were so exquisite that I, a girl like me, felt ashamed to see him. Everyone surrounded him like a crowd of stars and wanted to be with him. play"

Seeing the atmosphere, the host was a little embarrassed and hurriedly asked, "Uh, does Mr. Shen only want to play with you?"

I pulled my attention from a distant memory and exchanged a glance with the host, then replied "Well, he only wants to play with me"

When I was a child, I was ugly, dark and skinny. Mr. Shen liked to pester me. Besides singing, he sang. Pushed it directly into the mud pit in front of my house.

Finally one day, I couldn't bear it anymore.

That day my mother picked up a branch and raised it round and rounded me and hit me. I didn’t know what made her unhappy. I was so scared that I stumbled and howled and ran out of the house.

I was in a hurry, and I forgot the big hole full of mud at the door, and stepped into it. I have never been so scared, not even when my mother poked my arm with scissors. been afraid.

It was late autumn at that time, and the cold and sticky feeling of the mud made me stare with dry throat but couldn't open my mouth...

My mother snorted at me mockingly, turned around and threw the twig into the house, without looking at me again, as if I were the same as this mud puddle, which made her feel bothered and disgusted.

I watched her enter the house and froze for a while, then began to struggle to climb up, but I didn't expect that when I looked up, I saw Mr. Shen standing beside the mud pit and looking at me in surprise.

At that time, I just felt like the sky was falling and I was at a loss.

Of course it was only a few seconds, and then I grabbed his ankle and dragged him into the pit.

He fell down and sat next to me that day...and scratched his head and gave me a slightly embarrassed smile.

I thought to myself that he is such a fool, he can still laugh when he is so dirty.

But since then, I've often stopped and waited for him to walk up to me and listen to him sing good luck.

Everyone said that he was with me because he was curious about how I survived being so poor and ugly. I thought, if I got rich one day, I would know the truth.

There are often men who come to my house, some of them are young and some are older, and I gradually understand why people don't want to play with me, and why adults treat me like a snake and a scorpion.

Because my mother is a whore, called a bitch in our place, who would like me?

By the way, there is also that fool Mr. Shen, well, I am still very satisfied.

When I was 15 years old, I found that I became more beautiful, and my body shape gradually became more girlish, and my eyebrows and eyes were opened, which meant that I had a delicate eyebrow. People began to rumor that I had an affair with Mr. Shen, because Mr. Shen was always clinging I.

When I heard someone commenting that I was not good enough for Mr. Shen, I stopped and listened to the general idea, then quietly ran away quickly.

Mr. Shen...why are you clinging to me?

That day, I stared at his youthful, mature and angular face and hesitated for a while before asking, "You...why do you like to follow me?"

He suddenly scratched the boy's never-wrong note.

He... blushed.

I heard him say, "I'm curious why your mother is so beautiful and you are so ugly? And how did your mother treat you so well..."

I said, "Fuck your grandma! You are really saying that I am poor and ugly!"

He avoided my slap in embarrassment, "Hee hee, no, just kidding... I—— like you"

I paused for a moment, and I heard the chirping sound from the branches near the window. There are a lot of house sparrows here every year. I always feel that it is very noisy, but now it is not so noisy.

I didn't speak, and my expression should not have changed. I felt like a big tree with tangled roots was punched by someone, and it was dropping its leaves rustlingly.

"What did you say?"

I heard my voice say this.

Mr. Shen changed from anticipation to disappointment, and finally frowned helplessly and smiled, "I said I forgot to take my homework, so I'll go back first."

I nodded my head and watched him leave blankly as usual.

My mother hit me again. She is 45 years old and it is menopause. I can even hear her chanting some strange words in the middle of the night. The calmness and silence made her a little annoyed.

I was about to run and found that the door was locked. When I turned around, I saw her walking over with scissors and disheveled hair. The windows of my house were low, and the weather was not very good that day. It seems that she really looks like A murderous ghost.

I think I'm afraid I'm going to hang up today, and suddenly I find a person squatting by the window!Carefully preparing to come in.

well? !Mr. Shen? !

"Uh-why-why abandon me-ah~ I am the only one who suffers~ That would be too unfair-good daughter, let mother-kill you!!"

I was afraid of panic, so I closed my eyes and covered my head and chest with my arms, but I knew it was useless.

The tingling sensation didn't hit me, but I clearly heard the sound of scissors piercing into the flesh.

Mr. Shen was placed in an advanced ward, and his mother and father just looked at me coldly.

"Stay away from my son in the future, and learn to seduce people before he grows up—"

The man dragged the woman into the ward.

I stood at the door of the ward for a long time, as if my feet were frozen, and even if I moved, I needed to soak them in warm water.

Apparently no one was going to save me. The only family member in the house was sent to a mental hospital.

I was waiting for him, one day, two days, three days, one month, one year, and he never came back.

A month later, the Shen family moved out.

That night I sneaked into the courtyard of Shen’s house, and there were strips of white cloth everywhere. When the autumn wind blew, I tugged at the collar of my shirt.

Then walked out of the yard.

It's another autumn, but the boy is afraid that he won't be able to say he likes me anymore.

I suddenly discovered that I am actually not a tree but a grass, which has been drifting with the wind and growing without direction.

"I am willing to keep singing the song Good Luck, because I like to sing, and I also want to give Mr. Shen a sentence... I like you, regardless of time, name, life or death"

When the host took the curtain call with me, he asked me, "Is what you said true or false?"

I said, "Your grandma has such a leg, my name is Zhu Yilong's little wife Xiao Xiaohong"