Like a swallow returning to its nest

Brains buzzing.

Xiao Lai let go, and Zhao Lian fell to the ground limply, covering his head and curling up into a ball.

One afternoon half a year ago, she went out to throw out the trash, and when she turned around, the wind slammed the door to her face. The pain and dizziness at that moment were no different from this time.

Fang Jian staggered back two steps, but did not fall down, stood still and straightened his back.

If she must hurt others, she is willing to share the pain caused by the hurt. It doesn't matter if she is weak, worthless, stupid or stupid.She has always been such a person, there is no way.

The bottom line in my heart is that if I do the same thing as them: those who hurt me and hurt others.So what is the difference between me and them?

- I don't want to become 'them', that's all.

——Because of this ridiculous persistence, it doesn't matter if I bear everything.I'm just unlucky, unlucky be unlucky.

There are always some good-natured wimps in this world, who bear it silently, digest everything, and would rather hurt themselves than hurt others.

There is no way, they are naturally delicate, kind, and tolerant.Even if you suffer a loss and are deceived, you will never retaliate, and you will never do anything against your conscience.

Be a wimp, be a wimp.

The world needs wretches. They are the street trees standing silently, the guardian knights of the steel forest. They are everywhere, inconspicuous, but indispensable. They embrace the world with their unique and powerful endurance.

That "forget it" is only for the tranquility of life, to remove the focus on ugliness, to see the clouds, the rain, the silent change of the seasons, and the flowers grow into fruits.

Their retreat is not to declare your victory, but to be too lazy to argue with you.

All the bad things that have troubled you in the first half of your life, contributed to your present, and affected your future, in her eyes, are nothing compared to the burning clouds in the sky in the evening of August.

What makes Zhao Lian feel powerless is Fang Jian's patience and open-mindedness. The dirty body can be washed away, how can the dusty mind be restored to cleanliness?

Before the chaos started, Fang Jian said to her: Why didn't you continue to play the piano.

——She doesn't care that you lied to her or harmed her. What makes her feel sad is that you have obtained such good material conditions, but you still haven't continued to dream.You forget your original intention.

Zhao Lian felt ashamed and ran away in a panic, but was still held down by her little bodyguard and beaten violently.

Zhao Lian wanted to be Fang Jian, but at this moment, she found that the gap between them was like a moat, and no amount of money or status could build a bridge leading to her.

Her innocence did not come from her wealthy family. Her kindness and innocence are something that Zhao Lian can always hope for.

Xiao Lai leaned against the plane tree trunk and slid down to sit on the ground. His body was very hot, his forehead was throbbing, and the pain continued.Only then did she feel the injury on her head, her eyelids were heavy, and her eyelashes were covered with blood, making her sticky and uncomfortable.

Zhao Lian lay on the ground and muttered: "Children from rich families, children who drink milk and eat bread, have sturdier heads than children from poor families."

A thin layer of soft white sugar fell on her head, her skirt was torn, and her knees were bleeding profusely. She lay on the ground and pulled her coat to wrap herself tightly, crying "woo woo".

"The children of the rich drink imported milk powder, and the children of the poor drink thin rice soup. Am I wrong? The children of the rich grow tall and big. Nowadays, junior high school students and high school students all look like mountains. , our rural children at that time were dark and thin, and it was good to have money! How dare you say that money is not good?"

Xiao Lai closed her eyes, feeling that there was really no need to persuade her.

Everyone and every period of life has different sufferings. Of course, you can envy and desire others, but you should not use this as an excuse to harm others in order to satisfy your selfish desires.

Zhao Lian, stupid and wicked, hopeless, has nothing to say to her.

The original intention was just to vent out Fang Jian's anger and grievances.It is enough to achieve this level now, Fang Jian's wounds are healed so slowly and difficult with love, Jiang Xiaolai is not Avalokitesvara, and cannot save all sentient beings.They are irrelevant.

But the punishment wasn't over yet.

"Go, break her piano." Xiao Lai moved his fingers to order Fang Jian.

Zhao Lian stopped crying immediately, clenched his coat tightly with both hands, and held his breath with his eyes wide open.

Fang Jian straightened her head, with a somewhat relaxed expression on her face, Xiao Lai finally forgave her.Compared to "Go, go and slap her twice", "Go, slap her on the piano" is more suitable for Fang Jian.

Overturning tables, smashing TVs, dropping vases... Destruction is her specialty.Telling her to beat someone is really embarrassing for her.

She went to buy this violin with Fang Chun. She dropped a classmate’s violin. At that time, she felt very sorry. She used her mobile phone to check the information on the way. After a rough understanding of the production, timbre and materials, she tried to choose a violin that suits her. Hope to make up for her spiritual and material loss.

Zhao Lian's reward is to intensify the framing and murder.

She really doesn't deserve to use such a good violin. Her violin was broken by herself, from the time when her evil thoughts sprouted and she began to plan everything.

The violin case and the violin are also matching, and the money to buy the violin case is enough to buy an ordinary violin. This is a real and precious gift, and it is the spoils that Zhao Lian successfully captured in the first battle.

The metal buckle made a clear "click" in the night, the piano box opened, Zhao Lian turned over and got up, Fang Jian held the neck of the piano, Zhao Lian walked a few steps on his knees, hugged her thigh, and cried: "Please, don't !"

"I didn't want it first." Fang Jian said quietly.

"Please! Don't fall!" She cried unbeautifully, her face was covered with blood and tears, her facial features were distorted and deformed, and her cries were so miserable and loud in the quiet and empty street.

"I bought the piano, why can't I break it, I have already paid off what I owe you, and you can't just not pay back what you owe me."

Zhao Lian didn't listen, and kowtowed to her with both hands on the ground, his forehead hit the ground heavily, crying and shouting how pitiful she was.

"I also have a daughter who likes to listen to me playing the piano the most. I also have a grandmother! I want to raise them! Do you know how difficult it is for me..."

She said that the child is four years old, and the grandmother is over 80. This violin is with her family. How can she explain to her family without the violin?

She said I'm not honorable, I'm disgusting, I'm a villain, but I really can't live without Qin.

"The first violin was bought for me by my grandmother, and the second violin was bought for me by you. I won't have a third violin, I really won't have a third violin, I beg you... If I drop the piano, I really have nothing..."

Zhao Lian kept kowtowing and begging her, and the ground soon turned red.Fang Jian's right hand, which was holding the violin neck tightly, was still held high, distressing her experience and shocking her thick skin.

"But you still used the violin bought by grandma and replaced it with a new and better violin. Your grandma's frugality was ruined by you. You sounded good. Do you really have a conscience?"

"Of course you won't have a third violin." Sitting under the tree, Lai said, "You don't need the violin for a long time. You play the violin, and your actor status is just to package yourself and sell higher quality violins." Price. Even if you really have grandma and daughter, your price for one night is enough to support them for a long time. You should have never worked part-time. 4000 yuan, a total income of less than [-] yuan a year. After rent, utilities, and medical treatment, there is not even a hair left. And this money is just your income for a few nights. You haven’t lived in poverty since you were in college, right? , the skirt on your body is only [-] yuan smaller, and one of your skirts is almost three months’ wages for an ordinary person. It’s not that you can’t live without the piano, you can’t live without the vanity that the piano brings to you, just like what you get at any cost Being an actor is just your packaging."

She was silent for two seconds, unable to find anything to refute, and tried to change her strategy, "You are right, but I am not for myself, I am for my daughter."

She burst into tears, her body covered in embarrassment and blood stains, she was beautiful and beautiful, and she cried touchingly. She said that her daughter was less than four years old and had a congenital heart disease. She needed to have a chest surgery. To be sure, she had to save enough money. Go to the biggest and best hospital.I have to buy a house for my daughter and save her enough money to go to college. My daughter cannot be like her. My daughter must be clean and happy.I also want to give my grandma a pension and buy a cemetery with the best Fengshui...

Xiao Lai interrupted her, "So you were pregnant when you were in college, you are such a smart person, I don't believe that you just gave birth to this innocent little life because you didn't want to part with it."

Zhao Lian closed her mouth tightly, staring at her with blood-red eyes.

Xiao Lai believes that she has a daughter, but her purpose is not pure.

"You think that mothers are more expensive than children, but in the end it failed, and the man refused to admit it, right?"

Yes, it failed. Idiots like Fang Jian are in the minority after all.

She was so crazy, she fought a beautiful battle with Fang Jian, thinking that all the rich people in the world are big idiots, thinking that the child is born as a little Fang Jian, a little daughter, and from then on she can enjoy endless glory and wealth. All kinds of misfortunes are being taken care of by the family. The [-] yuan piano is given away as soon as it is offered, and the hundreds of thousands of tuition fees are just to make her shut up.

The piano is very good, the workmanship, material, and tone are all excellent, and the approximate price can be estimated without having to find someone to appraise it.

At that time, she was still cheap, youth and beauty were very cheap, [-] was not a small sum, in the dead of night, when there was no one around, she often hugged Qin and fondled it.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lian cried unsightly again, just as ugly as when she knelt down to beg Fang Jian, the child seemed to be grinning and crying loudly.

She also hated children. If it wasn't for the children, she might be able to turn back.As they said, find a serious job, enter the orchestra and perform all over the world.However, these are destined to be just an unattainable dream, and she has long since had no way of turning back.

One night, the child had a high fever, and it was raining heavily outside. She sat on the edge of the bed, and could clearly distinguish the child's weak and uneven heartbeat from the noisy rain. Seeing her face and body flushed from the high fever, her heart flashed. Some evil thoughts.

If the child dies right away, everything may be too late.

She hated the child for ruining her life.

At a certain moment, Zhao Lian realized how she became the same as the mother who stripped her naked and tied her to a tree to beat her!

When my mother grabbed her hair and pressed her into the water, hung her up to beat her naked, and squeezed out those vicious curses from her teeth, she hated her in the same way.

Every daughter will eventually become their mother, and Zhao Lian finds that she can't get rid of her mother's shadow no matter what.

Like a mother who suddenly came to her senses, hurriedly untied the rope, fished her out of the basin when she was dying, hugged her and cried loudly, Zhao Lian rushed to the hospital in the rain with the child in her arms, the story written in the composition when she was a child It didn't come true until she was an adult.

At that time, she was so eager for her mother to run in the rain with her high fever in her arms. She was so helpless and pitiful in the heavy rain and in her mother's arms.

No matter how she shed tears, she couldn't stop crying. At that time, she finally understood that her mother's tears were just guilt, guilt towards herself.

In the end, they all became the person they least wanted to be.

Saving money for the child to see a doctor is really just to hope that she will be healthy, or to pin a distant and vague hope on her, or to prevent myself from slipping into deeper darkness.These entangled and complicated thoughts can't be sorted out.

If the child knew that she had such a mother, would she resent it?How can she be a carefree little daughter?

She has a lot of money, but she still can't buy what she wants.

There was a bang behind him, and Zhao Lian's frozen white lips trembled, unable to stop it.

Fang Jian gripped the neck of the violin tightly, and smashed it on the flower bed by the roadside without hesitation.

Two more blows to break the bow, fall to the ground, slap back a few more kicks, pay back to the damned past, until it's a pile of useless garbage, scrap wood scum.

From now on, she is no longer fearless.

Zhao Lian fell to the ground, clasping herself tightly with both hands, crying over the dream of suddenly waking up.

The police arrived before 120. It wasn't that there was no one on the road, but they couldn't see anyone around them. When the police arrived, Xiao Lai leaned weakly in Fang Jian's arms with her eyes closed, and the tissue covering her wound was soaked with blood.

Zhao Lian was lying on the ground with his eyes wide open, staring at the rainy sky with death.

120 was pulled away by a cart, Zhao Lian had nasal mucosa bleeding, a slight concussion, and other skin injuries.Her concussion was definitely caused by her own kowtow, and it has nothing to do with Fang Jian. Anyway, Fang Jian's brain is fine, clean, without any bruises.

Xiao Lai was the worst wounded, with six needles on his head, half of his white sweater was stained red with blood, when he was interrogated by the police, he laughed nonchalantly, "It's a personal grudge."

The police went to ask Zhao Lian again, the dead woman couldn't get a fart with three sticks, and finally nothing happened.

At two o'clock in the morning, they walked out of the hospital gate, the rain was still floating under the street lamps, Xiao Lai bled so much, his palms were still so warm, and his soft and warm hands wrapped around Fang Jian's, "How about it, I'm out of breath, Gao Not happy. No matter how good she is, she was beaten to the ground by me. I said, with me here, you don’t have to be afraid of anything.”

Fang Jian had been crying all night, and now she cried even harder. What is she capable of, she has such a little Lai.

If it is said that all the hardships encountered in the first half of her life were just for Xiao Lai, her forgiveness and relief were not because of letting go and thinking through, but because of Xiao Lai's appearance.

She put her hot little hands on Jian Bingbing's face above, "Look, people like Zhao Lian are still alive, full of troubles, and you should live happily and happily. No matter how bad it was before, it will be over in the future. I'm gone, don't worry about anything, okay?"

Fang Jian nodded vigorously, tears blurred her vision, and held her pale, soft face, choked up: "Why, you treat me so well, I feel that I don't deserve to be treated like this at all, you..."

Fang Jian couldn't speak, avoided the injury on her head, gently wrapped her arms around her shoulders, and hugged her tightly.

"You are fine too, Sister Jian Jian. Although you have forgotten, I remember, I remember everything about you." Her clothes were fragrant and her arms were warm. Xiao Lai narrowed her eyes happily.

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It feels like there are not many chapters!write something easy

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