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City G. An ordinary family in the Fourth Ring City. A delicate young girl was sitting on the smooth floor and wistful:

On the snow-white wall opposite her, there is a summer mural of fish playing lotus flowers, look carefully at the fish scales row upon row, the picture is delicate and bright, if you don't look carefully, it is a pool of abyss, the fish are trapped in that small pool, can't get out, and the mood of sleepiness can be imagined. There is also a vertical line of poems written on the mural: "Jiangnan can pick lotus, lotus leaves He Tiantian." Fish play among lotus leaves. Fish play lotus leaf east, fish play lotus leaf west, fish play lotus leaf south, fish play lotus leaf north. 』

She suddenly remembered another poem: "The fish in the pool can have a hundred heads, and they are all like empty swimming and nowhere to go." Alas, it's obviously a lively artistic conception, how can you always think of sadness?

She moved to the mirror and stroked her face, her heartache spreading uncontrollably. It's already spring. The scar under the eye shows no signs of healing. She sighed: I am so bitter in my heart, and I am desperate and refuse to let me go. Even if there are 3,000 sorrows, there is no medicine to cure them. It seems that it is impossible to expect to be restored to the original state. The elbow hung down weakly and knocked off a book, and the words 'Luo Wenjun' on the cover were eye-catching, oh! She also has a nice name called Luo Wenjun?

She came to the door of the executioner's house with a desire for revenge.

"Papapapa" the soft and boneless little hand slammed on the door hard. "Open the door, open the door!" she roared through the bar. This is the house of the goddess who killed people and did not pay for their lives. He walked out from afar, "This is ...... What are you doing here?" "Open the door!" He was about to open but was stopped by the man behind him, yes, it was the old thief who was a goddess! The old thief stopped her husband from opening the door. Wenjun's anger reached its extreme. Yes, she hated her, she was the one who took the mole on her and caused her to leave a scar.

"What are you doing, go home quickly!" said the old thief, turning back.

Why do you want her to go home? She hasn't settled her account yet!"Papapa~" She continued to shoot, and her hands were soft and numb. They came out in the end......

As soon as the door was opened, Wenjun's small pink fist smashed into her face, and after a moment of joy, a powerful force pushed her to the ground, the husband of the old thief. Before he could get angry, he was forcibly dragged into the house.

A trace of fear swelled up in her heart at the moment when she heard the door slamming, after all, she was alone...... She's just a girl, after all......

"Why did you hurt me?!" she roared hysterically as she sat on the cold ground. No one knew how much pain she was suffering from this.

"Who hurt you?" grabbed her hand and carried her to the sofa like a chicken: "I didn't hurt you, I helped you." You have to thank me. She laughed, and the old face was contorted by the smile. The combination of facial features on Lahuang's face: sword eyebrows, rat eyes, honeycomb nose, sausage mouth, and provocative ears, plus this ugly expression is like an old witch who came out of the movie!

She caused her to have a scar, and now she says she helped her. Wen Junqi's heart hurt. "Bah, I have to thank you for making me like this, you old witch!" Wenjun struggled desperately to get up, but she was still imprisoned by her hands. The old woman has a strength that she cannot overthrow. "Listen to me, you've done a good job, and you don't have a scar, it's flat. She looked at her face and pulled out a hand to touch her, but Wenjun shook her head and avoided her.

"What a flat, this is a scar! Get me such a big scar, where is your conscience, you are a harmful spirit!" Wenjun still didn't give up struggling. "You said that a week would be fine, but it turned out that a week had passed, why didn't it get better, and then you said that you would have to wait for three months, but it turned out to be like this after three months, you explain it to me!"

"That's good, you see, it's flat. It's not a pit. "You said you won't leave any scars!" "When did I say that I would leave some marks at the beginning, and you want to get it yourself." "What you said at the time was that there would be no mark at all!"

"Xiao Luo, listen to me, everything will have a little mark, you see that the sleeves of your clothes are not the same as if they are stained with ink. Her husband chimed in.

"I don't listen, you restore me to the way it was. Wenjun howled angrily. can't recover, she has to live with such a scar for the rest of her life......

"Can't recover. "Then why did you do it for me? I just thought you were sure, why did you do it if you weren't sure?" "Why am I not sure? This is not good, how good is this achievement." You're going to thank me, I'm helping you!"

"Phew" In a fit of rage, she spat at her, she was really angry!"Shameless old thing! Aren't you afraid of retribution for hurting me like this?!"

Her face suddenly became hideous, and the strength in her hand increased, and she had a bad premonition in her heart, what was this old thing going to do to her?

At this moment, the doorbell rang, and Wenjun's heart relaxed. It turned out to be a mother and a dead old woman. Dead granny is the title Wenjun gave her grandmother. Because she brought her here to get the mole. So she was also full of hatred for her.

"Wenjun, what are you doing here?" her mother said to her first.

"People have said before that this is to leave a mark, and it is impossible that there is no trace at all......," the old woman said as soon as she came, and she was born to cover the mouth of the boat, and when she spoke, her lower lip covered her upper lip, and she had a flat mouth. She was the one who brought her to get the mole, and now she doesn't care about the accident and helps others talk. This is her own grandmother......

"That's not what you said at the time, you clearly said you didn't leave a scar!"

"We've never said anything like that," the old woman denied. She shows that she and the goddess are on the same page.

"Don't think about him, you don't care."

"I can see it every day, how can I not think about it, it's all your fault" Wenjun turned to the old.

"You can't say that, I brought you here because you wanted to get the mole yourself, and I was going to buy meat that day, but I didn't buy meat just to bring you here" The dead old lady can provoke her anger and want to kill her.

"Don't say it! I know you two are working together to hurt me! I hate you! I won't forgive you!"

Wenjun angrily kicked the things off the table, but unfortunately the plastic couldn't be broken. The old thief came over to try to stop her, but Wenjun smashed a fist at her, hitting her nose bone, and she restrained her arms with her ruthless hands. Wenjun tried to kick it again, but it was all empty. She was out of control at one point, and the scene was extremely chaotic. Even if everyone persuaded her to pull her, they couldn't stop her madness, she hated, and this hatred could not be erased, like the scar on her face, deep-rooted.

"Pop" A glass of water was broken to the ground by the old woman, and her emotions became excited, "You wanted to take it yourself, but now it's all to blame me!"

"Don't say it, I hate you!"

"You hate me! You hate me! You hate me. As she spoke, she walked over and reached out to her, and she bit down with all her might.