Like a swallow returning to its nest

Time went back to ten hours ago, Xiao Lai smashed the French windows of Fang's villa and ran out.

On the straight asphalt road, on the left is a whole row of square buildings neatly stacked, and on the right are flower beds, trees, and trash cans in turn, and so on, the same black outline, regular and orderly, but not interesting.

Walking in this copied and pasted steel forest, Xiao Lai looked up at the sky, the light rain fell on his face, mixed with tears slipping into his collar, feeling homesick.

Wanting to throw herself into her father's arms and cry, the dogs circled around anxiously, licking her toes exposed outside the sandals, her brother picked pokeweed purple juice to help her nails, the sour and sweet white after the rain A berry stuffed into her mouth...

These city people conspired to bully her, even Fang Jian bullied her, and they didn't like Fang Jian anymore.

Her heart was broken, her face was full of tears, half of her face was numb, and she was full of grievances and didn't know who to tell.

People in the city don't have a damn good thing.

Xiao Lai walked out of the community with snot and tears. The dozing security guard in the sentry box looked up at her, then buried his head in sleep again, raised his head half a second later, opened the small window, poked his head out, "How are you, owner?"

"I'm not an owner, so I can't afford to buy a house in your city."

"What's the matter with you, owner, are you okay, owner?"

Xiao Lai took a sharp sniff of snot and walked out the door without looking back.

This kind of high-end residential area pursues a quiet character. There are two rows of tall plane trees on the side of the road. The canopy of the trees is dense and blocks out the sun.

They want the tranquility of the mountains and the convenience of the city, damn rich people, they want everything.

Choose any direction to walk, and keep the satchel on your chest to avoid getting wet from the rain.

I put on light makeup when I went out, and I wore the white cotton skirt, small black leather shoes, and white socks with wavy edges when I met Fang Jian for the first time. Fang Jian’s mother is a university teacher, and her father was a soldier before. If there is a chance to meet them Xiao Lai thought, this attire should be perfect.

Now that I think about it, she's an idiot.

She doesn't want to take you home at all, and she still puts her face up in a shy manner, hiding everything from you, not telling you anything, the nanny seems to hang around her all day long, eating and drinking to her mouth, coaxing everything to go along with her. So, in the end, I have to say, it's just a female friend.

Jiang Xiaolai has no shortage of female friends, nor does he need female friends.How much love is not love, let alone take two steps, this half step will be fragmented before it is taken.

She was mad with anger, she was wronged to death, and her mind was full of swords and swords.

The white skirt was soaked and stuck to the two thin shoulders, the left arm had drawn a red line at some point, the shoe had mud on the calf, and the body could not tell whether it was rain or sweat, and it was damp and hot.

Walk along the main road, turn left after 10 minutes to an old street, I am hungry, Xiao Lai wants to find something to eat, the breakfast shop should open.

Walking past a clump of chrysanthemums in the green belt on the roadside, I saw a steamed stuffed bun shop in front of me, and there was a sound of messy footsteps behind me, Xiao Lai suddenly turned around, a short and thin middle-aged man stopped three meters behind her, muttering "The ground is so slippery", he slanted past her and walked towards the steamed stuffed bun shop.

The strong smell of distiller's lees hit his face, Xiao Lai held his breath, took two steps back to stay away from the polluted air, put his satchel on his back, turned around and walked back to the street.

She took out her phone from her bag, turned on the video, and adjusted the angle to observe through the screen of the phone. Sure enough, the man followed him crookedly again.

Several taxis passed by the side of the road, hesitated for a while, estimated the strength of the other party, put the mobile phone in the bag, and Xiao Lai turned into a downhill narrow alley next to him. No bricks were found on the side of the road, so she hid behind a fence in the angle.

The man turned into the alley crookedly with two meat bags in his hands. One leg stuck out from behind the fence and kicked towards his hip.

The other party was unprepared, and fell sideways to the ground. She jumped out from behind the wall and kicked the man's pants twice.

The little girl looked slender, and her strength was astonishing. When she was a child, she climbed up hills and led three hounds to patrol the mountains without panting.

"Why are you following me?" Xiao Lai asked him.

The man was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, he covered himself and curled up into a shrimp on the ground.

The so-called strike first is the strongest, the most taboo and cowardice in a fight, this is what Jiang Jianjun taught her.

Compared to Jiang Zhishu, who is honest and honest, Jiang Xiaolai is the one who is the least worrying. He is extremely courageous. He fought with boys at school in the first grade of elementary school, and secretly rode the family's horse to school. A wooden sword, tied with a bed sheet, pretending to be a martial arts hero.

Pi Guipi, his daughter is Jiang Jianjun's treasure, and he was reluctant to let her suffer, so he told her not to cause trouble, and also taught her some self-defense skills.

Preemptive attack is the trick. If you move slowly, you will be at a disadvantage. You must not be hugged from behind. If the difference in size and combat power between the two sides is too large, you must run, and run to places where there are many people.

When the other party didn't have time to react, give him a slap. Most people don't have such strong willpower. One hit is enough for him to slow down for a long time. fist.

I didn't want to cause trouble at first, but I hit her with a gun, didn't I?

"Call your mother a bitch, will you follow me again?"

The man was drunk, and when he saw a pretty girl pitifully drenched in the rain on the road, he wanted to touch a couple of mopes, maybe he didn't really think about doing anything.

But many of these cases may not have thought of doing anything at the beginning. Once it starts, the evil thoughts will skyrocket, and the consequences will often be disastrous.

The nerves relaxed for a moment, maybe he thought of Fang Jian, maybe not, just for a moment, the man seized the opportunity to fight back, grabbed the long braid at the back of her head with his left hand and yanked it violently, and grabbed her neck with his right hand, turned over and knelt on the side, switching hands Grab her and hit her on the ground.

A sense of suffocation accompanied by severe pain, tears burst out instantly, and the poacher corpse I saw in the mountains more than ten years ago flashed through my mind. It was devoured by wild animals. It fell out of the body bag, rolled off the cliff and fell to pieces on the rocks by the side of the road.

He lifted his left leg up to the center of his forehead, hooked his knees around the man's neck and pressed down hard. He turned over and fell on his back, and had to let go of his hands.How could she have the guts to just find someone to practice Sanda on the street, she immediately gained the upper hand, sat on his chest, grabbed his hair and slammed it on the ground twice, got up to straighten the hem of his skirt, and gritted her teeth to shine on him. He has two feet in his belly, teach him a lesson.

Feeling that the zipper of the satchel was not opened, and the mobile phone was still there, Xiao Lai limped and ran out of the alley, stopped a taxi on the side of the road and went home.

Looking at my red eyes from crying in the bathroom mirror, I felt a big bulge on the back of my head, and the slap marks on my face still haven't disappeared. The old lady looked at Wen Wen as a weak one, so she was really willing to put in the effort.I don't know if Fang Jian has ever been slapped like this.

Xiao Lai was sore and tired, and fell asleep after taking a shower. She had already thought about it before going to bed, and when she woke up, she found Fang Jian's tatters in a bag and threw them back to her.

When she woke up, it was four o'clock in the afternoon. She subconsciously stretched out her hand and touched the empty, cold mat. She turned over and sat up. The satchel and the dirty clothes she changed were still thrown on the floor, confirming that the experience last night was not a dream.

The black mud on the skirt and the bulge on the back of her head told her that she was indeed the one who fought with someone in the alley that morning.

The little body curled up in Xia Liang's quilt and cried into a ball, and fell asleep drowsily after crying.

Woke up again at [-] o'clock in the evening, Xiao Lai got up with disheveled hair, brushed his teeth, wiped his face indiscriminately, and cooked himself a bowl of noodles.

Saozi is shiitake mushroom meat mince, fried the day before yesterday, because Fang Jian wanted to eat the same taste as in the restaurant, and said she wanted to eat it every day, so Xiao Lai fried a big bowl for her and put it in the refrigerator.

There were many bowls soaked in the sink, and I didn't have time to wash them. This was all Fang Jian's work, and now I added another one.

She didn't come back, Xiao Lai put on her apron and silently washed the dishes.

In this house specially prepared for Fang Jian, her rags are pitifully small. She doesn't know how to live, so she has a mouth that can eat, and lives so-so, wearing clothes and pants mixed with others.

Her shadow is everywhere in sight, lying on the sofa with bare legs and reading a book, holding a mobile phone to dismiss entertainment, squatting on the ground facing the trash can to eat watermelon, standing by the window to study the newly grown green onion seedlings...

Waved her away and sat by the bed with a canvas bag. Jiang Xiaolai, who was always brave and decisive, dared to fight with the wretched man in the alley, and did not dare to take down Fang Jian's pair of socks hanging on the balcony.

It rained again at night, Fang Jian's canvas bag was thrown on the sofa, and the socks were still hanging on the balcony in the corridor. Fang Jian opened the curtains at this time, and they would see the same scenery in different places, the scenery through the security window.

The downstairs garden is thriving, but Fang Jian's room does not have any green plants. The curtains in this room are closed all year round. When she lived here, she also mixed day and night.

As a fleshworm living in an apple core, don't ask too much, don't distinguish between night and day, and be careful not to gnaw through the resident apple.

Be careful, when you've seen the outside world and come back inside the apple core, it's a hard time.

Fang Jian opened the drawer, and Aunt Jiang had put those capsules and pills away. She never knew what kind of medicine she was taking. There were too many and complicated ones, and the names were very awkward. do not eat.

For the first time today, Fang Jian took the initiative to eat.

I didn't bother to read the instructions, so whoever the little rooster clicked on was the one. Fang Jian picked a small white medicine bottle, picked up the teacup and walked to the wash basin in the bathroom, opened the medicine bottle, and swallowed them in groups of five with tap water.

After emptying the medicine bottle and drinking enough water, the medicine bottle was thrown from the bathroom window into the garden downstairs. Fang Jian opened the closet and found a white dress from high school.

Hanging on the far side of the cabinet, the fabric has been slightly yellowed, with a blue-edged navy collar, which is knee-length.

Fang Jian changed into a skirt, turned twice in front of the full-length mirror, and smiled stiffly with the corners of her mouth. She began to feel tired and her eyelids were heavy.

She went back to bed, lifted the quilt to lie down, and soon fell asleep.

She slept well, with a smile on her lips, as if in a dream. Aunt Jiang had come into the house several times to see, but she didn't notice anything unusual, and couldn't bear to disturb her.

The next morning, at exactly 9:12, which was the [-]th hour after Fang Jian fell asleep, Xiao Lai took her canvas bag and took a taxi to her grandma's old community.

Grandma Fang Jian's house is easy to recognize. There is a large piece of crab claw orchids hanging on the roof, which is the house on the left hand side of the top floor.

Xiao Lai knocked on the door, but no one answered. The old man doesn't use a mobile phone, and the landline at home is connected randomly, so she can only wait.

The neighbor of the old lady's house went out to throw out the garbage, and when she saw the girl dozing off at the door, she yelled, and upon hearing what she was doing, she lifted a small bench out of the house for her.

"Just sit and wait. The old man and the old lady went shopping on the street after dinner in the morning, and they won't come back until noon."

Xiao Lai thanked the neighbor, sat on the small bench and continued to wait.

When footsteps were heard on the stairs, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. The old man was carrying a four-wheeled cart, which was full of things. The old couple went shopping and came back late.

"Grandpa and grandma!" Xiao Lai stood up and yelled, and ran downstairs to help the old man bring up the car. Grandma Fang Jian recognized her two long braids and pointed at her, "Who are you? Little one, Xiao Jiang... Oh, Xiao Lai, I remembered, Jiang Xiao Lai!"

Grandma still remembered her, she took her hand and stood at the door of the house, looking left and right, "Fang Jian, I didn't come with you, she called me a few days ago and told me that you two rented a room outside , I packed pickles and chopped peppers for you two, and I’m waiting for you two to get them!"

Xiao Lai said: "Fang Jian was locked up by his father. When we went home to get things, Fang Jian's father locked her in the room. When we wanted to leave, Fang Jian's father beat her, forbidding her to leave, beating her The skin was torn apart, and the ground was covered with blood! Her mother even slapped me!"

Grandma looked at her stupidly, a little in disbelief, "Why did you hit you?"

Xiao Lai is silent, and grandma is not easy to lie to.

She could only go all out, "Because I am gay with Fang Jian."

It's also to check on grandma by the way, she hasn't given up completely, if she has grandma's support, would Fang Jian still want to be with her?

Either way, you have to give it a try.

Grandma looked blank, "What is homosexuality?"

Grandpa Fang snorted, "You don't even know about this?" He stretched out two thumbs together, "It means that men get along with men, and women get along with women, like a couple, living together. "

Grandma agreed with "oh oh", "I got it, I got it, so you two are alright?"

Xiao Lai said: "Okay." Grandma didn't care about the point, she jumped up and down, "Grandma, you go and save her, Fang Jian was really beaten to death tonight! Her father was mad and drove her Chained to the bed and whipped! Fang Jian is covered in blood!"

Grandma glanced at her and knew she was talking nonsense. Didn't her own son not know?Fangzheng has a weird temper, and his whole family has a weird temper, but it's not enough to beat the child, let alone beat the child to bleed.

"I'm serious." Xiao Lai lowered her face and lowered her voice.

Grandma looked at her. No matter what the child was thinking, Fang Jian would definitely not feel well at home. She is a patient, especially if she can't be stimulated. Don't really make a fuss.

Grandma took her hand, "Come on, I'll go and see with you."

Well, grandparents go together, Fang Jian will not be locked up.The rescuers have moved in, and the rest depends on her luck.

Xiao Lai took a taxi with them. The car drove into the community and stopped in front of Fang Jian's house. It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon.

Grandpa and grandma got out of the car and went straight to the gate. Xiao Lai pretended to settle the fare, and was two steps behind. He looked around and saw that the glass that was smashed by the cobblestone had already been replaced.

She opened the car door, sat in the co-pilot, fastened her seat belt, and looked ahead, "Master, let's go to University City."

Kindness to justice.

The author has something to say:

this book may not be very long

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