"Girl, you ......"

In the hall, at the table, the old man looked at the middle-aged woman, opened his mouth, and wanted to say another comforting word, but he didn't seem to know what to say.

The middle-aged woman was still smiling, and the lights on the roof were reflected on her face.

“...... The next day, when he woke up, he looked at me as if he felt disgusted, looked at me as if he had touched something dirty, looked at me with disgust, kicked me again, beat me again, and then went back to the house. ”

Smiling, the middle-aged woman said, and turned her head again,

"It hurts, it hurts to hit me...... You say, why, why does my dad feel disgusting, why does he feel disgusting......

Turning her head, she seemed to be puzzled, but she was still smiling on her face, and the middle-aged woman asked at the old man and at Lian Ge.

"Eh......"

The old man looked at the middle-aged woman, sighed, stood up, walked towards the door of the hall, and closed the half of the door that was exposed to the cold wind.

Listening to the words in his ears, Lian Ge didn't turn his head or answer.

The smile on the middle-aged woman's face grew, and she said again,

“...... That's right, I'm such a brute, how can I not be dirty, look at me like this, how can I not be disgusting......"

The middle-aged woman raised her hand, stretched out her hand and touched the half of her face with the birthmark, and with a smile on her face, she continued,

"After being kicked and beaten a few times, I curled up on the ground, and it hurt for a long time, as if it was noon, and then I got up again from the floor of the hall, and I got up, one by one, and I got up from the ground with my clothes on, and I crawled little by little, and propped up, and got up from the ground. It hurts...... It hurts, it hurts more than ever...... I moved a little bit, a little bit to the kitchen, I found a broken mirror, I wanted to see, and I wanted to see, and then look, why my dad, why my dad was so disgusting...... Then I looked at the face in the mirror, it was disgusting, it was disgusting, it was so disgusting, I never thought it was so disgusting......

Smiling, the middle-aged woman stretched out her hand, gently rubbed half of her face with a birthmark, and said,

“...... How can I be so disgusting, how can I be so disgusting...... I don't want my dad to be so disgusting with me, I don't want my dad to be so disgusting with me......"

The fingers rubbing the half of her face became heavier, and then there were traces on her face, and the middle-aged woman was still smiling,

“...... It's because of this half of my face that I'm so disgusting, so if I don't have this half of my face, then I'm not, isn't it not so disgusting......"

The fingers rubbing on the half of the face paused on the scar under the eyelid, and the middle-aged woman's hand seemed to be heavier, pressing the scar like a twisted worm, laughing, and continuing,

“...... I put my feet on it, little by little, little by little to move to the kitchen board, and picked up the kitchen knife, I want to cut off this half of my face, cut it off, it will definitely not be disgusting, my father will not be disgusting with me......"

The middle-aged woman smiled and said,

Beside him, after covering the door of the hall a little bit and taking a stool to block it from being blown open by the wind, the old man walked back to the table, listened to the middle-aged woman's words, and looked at the scar on the middle-aged woman's face from the curtain to the upper lip, and couldn't help but sigh again.

“...... I took the knife, I took the mirror, and I cut it down little by little under this eye, along the side of this nose, and along the side of this disgusting face......"

It seemed to be a little forceful, the middle-aged woman's fingers pressed the scar, from the eyelid down, a little stroke, still smiling on her face, and said aloud,

“...... It hurts, it hurts...... It hurt so much that my hand couldn't stop trembling, and my hand holding the knife couldn't stop trembling, but the more I trembled, the more it hurt......"

“...... I cut it little by little, little by little, and I wanted to cut off all this half of my disgusting face, but it hurt...... It hurts, it hurts......"

“...... My hand trembled uncontrollably, and the kitchen knife I held in my hand became more and more unstable, and I wanted to cut off this half of the disgusting thing, but it hurt...... It hurts......"

The middle-aged woman said, her eyes looking ahead, her eyes seemed to be pleading, and her fingers paused on the cracked lips,

“...... The kitchen knife fell to the floor, and I couldn't cut off the disgusting half...... How could I not have cut it off, how could I not have cut it off......"

“...... I don't want my dad to disgust me, how can I make my dad disgust me, how can I make my dad disgust me...... But it really hurts, it hurts......"

The middle-aged woman looked in front of her with pleading in her eyes, but the smile on her mouth and face grew, and her hand clasped the scar and kept grabbing it.

“...... Girl, I know you're uncomfortable, but don't ......."

The old man looked at the middle-aged woman's action of grabbing his face fiercely, and couldn't help but say something out loud.

“...... How can I make my dad disgust me, how can I make my dad disgust me......"

The middle-aged woman seemed to be unconscious, her hand was still tightly grasping the scar, the smile on her face gradually increased, and the pleading under her eyes gradually faded, and she seemed to laugh.

“...... How can I make my dad disgust me...... I don't want my dad to disgust me...... I bent down a little and picked up the kitchen knife that had fallen to the ground. ”

The middle-aged woman's hand that raised her head paused, then put it down again, smiled with a scratched face, and said,

“...... I was holding a kitchen knife, moving my feet a little bit, walking into the house a little bit, and my whole body hurt so much, and my face hurt so much...... I grabbed the kitchen knife and walked into my dad's room.

I shouldn't have been in my dad's room, how can the brutes run into the bedroom, my dad will be angry...... However, I don't want my dad to disgust me, how can I make my dad disgust me......"

With a smile on her face, the middle-aged woman looked in front of her and said,

“...... I took the kitchen knife and walked into my dad's bedroom, my dad was lying on the bed, asleep, maybe tired, sleeping so soundly...... I took the kitchen knife and walked to my father's bedside, and the blood on the kitchen knife, the blood on my face, all dripped onto my father's face...... Such a dirty thing, how can such a dirty thing drip on my dad's face, he will be unhappy, it will be disgusting, I don't want him to be disgusted, I raised the knife, I don't want my dad to be disgusted......"

The middle-aged woman was still smiling and said,

"Girl......"

Next to him, the old man listened to the middle-aged woman's narration and couldn't help but call out loud,

“...... The first knife was not cut accurately, I was so painful, my hand couldn't stop shaking, and it hit his face, it was okay, my father's blood was cleaner than mine, and the blood he shed washed away the blood that I dripped on his face......"

Smiling, the middle-aged woman looked in front of her, and continued,

“...... Then, my dad woke up, it seemed to be in pain, and he screamed a little hard, so I quickly asked, Dad, does it hurt, bear with it again, it will be fine soon...... I raised my knife again and slashed him again. My dad stretched out his hand to block it, but he was addicted to alcohol, and his whole body trembled so badly that he didn't have the strength, so I slashed his hand and he stopped moving. Then, I aimed at him again and slashed him in the neck......"

“...... There was so much blood, and even I was rinsed off. Slowly, my dad didn't move......"

“...... That way, my dad won't be disgusted with me......"

“...... How can I make my dad disgusted with me......"

Under the incandescent light, the middle-aged woman's face with twisted scars and birthmarks smiled, and her voice echoed.