After the blood-red summer of fifteen years old gradually withered in his memory, Lin Weisheng no longer dared to imagine that he was a lonely boat in the Tengjiang River.

She didn't dare to recall every word she had said in that pool of blood that summer.

The person who killed her parents promised her that she would get everything she wanted as long as she lied and helped him bury the truth.

In an instant, the glamorous life depicted in the book began to stink and deteriorate in her blurred vision, and she gradually began to wonder, is that really the life she wants?

She deceived others with her lies, and she deceived herself.

She is timid and cowardly, unable to see the light of day, but afraid of being deprived of the right to live in this world she hates. When her second uncle choked her neck fiercely, she flinched.

At the age of sixteen, she stood in the richest area of S City and looked up at the fading sky, and behind her stood a middle-aged man with a slight fortune, who had adopted her. It was customary to call her adoptive father Mr. A, a nickname he had before he won the lottery. He does embody the consumption patterns of the nouveau riche everywhere, such as the big gold chain that hangs around his neck and is as thick as his middle finger, such as the ring of more than ten carats on his thumb, and the Buffett trench coat that barely wraps his fat body.

Mr. A was satisfied with everything about Lin Weisheng, except for her past family and the cat she brought. He always tried to persuade her by various means to throw the cat away. As for the cat, it was also terrified when it saw Mr. A, and it didn't dare to forget its broken little finger.

One day, during dinner, Mr. A said that he did not adopt her to let her eat idle meals, he did not ask her to be as powerful as him in the future, at least, she had to have a proud academic degree, and in the future, she would marry a man with a lot of money to add glory to her.

"You go to Japan, study abroad. ”

Lin Weisheng put down his chopsticks and listened to him quietly. Obviously, he told the nanny at home the day before yesterday that he liked her very much and wanted to stay with her more to cultivate the so-called father-daughter relationship.

Now it seems that he is also a person with different hearts. She couldn't condemn him for hypocrisy, she knew best why she was here.

She was going to say something more to thank him, so that he would have tears in front of others in the future, saying how filial she was. Coincidentally, Mr. A's high-paid doctor's butler pushed open the door very gentlemanly and said, "Mr. Zhao is here, and he wants to talk to you about the last cooperation project." ”

Mr. A smiled from ear to ear, turned the exaggerated ring on his hand and said, "That old slippery head is finally willing to cooperate with me, if it weren't for his son's abnormality and need to see a doctor, we wouldn't have been able to take him." You go and contact Dr. Wang. ”

"Yes, Mr. A. The butler gracefully turned and pushed the door away.

Lin Weisheng casually packed his things in the room, preparing to leave for Japan according to Mr. A's wishes. But the soundproofing of the building was surprisingly poor, and she could still hear Mr. A's deep voice on the second floor. It seems that there is a certain basis for them to say that he was not born like a rich man, and it is not elegant at all, but can only be said to be vulgar.

But she still wondered who was the person who could tolerate Mr. A listening to him? She went down the side stairs barefoot, and vaguely saw a man sitting upright. The chandelier in the middle of the living room was so dazzling that she couldn't see his face clearly, and she was almost caught in the eyes by the light refracted by the man's watch.

Suddenly, someone grabbed the corner of her skirt, and she staggered and almost fell down. Looking back, the culprit was a boy in leather shoes and a tie.

"Hey, let go. She dragged him back angrily, pushed him against the wall, and reprimanded him in a low voice in a posture of wanting to teach people: "Why are you so rude?"

"Your skirt is too long to drag on the ground before I help you, who is not polite?"

"Heh, that's your dad downstairs?"

"How do you know?"

"I ask you, is your dad rich?"

The boy pondered for a moment, then looked up and asked, "What is considered rich?"

"How?" How would she know what was going to be? Thinking about it for a moment, Mr. A never let people who had no money sit in his living room, how could they have no money?

She played with the boy's neatly tied tie, and there was a sour air in her words: "Hey, do all the children of rich families wear such human and dog-like looks?"

"People look like people, not people like dogs. Also, my name is not Hey, my name is Zhao Yi......"

"Bang-" Mr. A's fish tank from Singapore fell from the second floor, smashing the statue of Venus that stood on the red carpet.

She actually had some inexplicable pleasure, indescribable pleasure. So he let go of the hand that was holding the boy and went upstairs to continue packing.

It was so loud that she didn't hear what he was called.

But what did it matter, she was about to leave, and she never expected to bond with anyone. Anyway, she's only going to lie to people, she's only going to disappoint them, isn't she?

In November, what day came, and she was so careless that she didn't even know what day she left.

The first time she took a plane, it was abroad. Before leaving, Mr. A specially instructed that she must be excellent, because there is more than one person who wants to become Lin Weisheng, and I don't know how many girls will envy her. In other words, as long as she is unqualified, then any girl who is favored by Mr. A can become Lin Weisheng.

She sat in her seat, half-squinting and looking out the window in confusion. All she saw was snow, goose feathers, sweeping all over the sky.

It would be nice if the plane could fly and fall.

If only that were the case.

She imagined it and fell asleep.

When you open your eyes again, you will see the bustling Haneda Airport.

She carefully tugged at her few bags and looked down at the piece of Girard-Perregaux that Mr. A had bought her, the most shining diamond on it had completely lost its color in the brightly lit streets of Tokyo.

This is not her snailing basement, nor is it Mr. A's suffocating villa.

This is Tokyo.

She thought she would never have the opportunity to fly far away overseas and enjoy landscapes she had never been able to see before. At that moment, the sixteen-year-old stood on the street and cried without any image.

Just because, she always thought that she would be a frog at the bottom of the well for the rest of her life.

In the heavy snow, she could still hear her parents crying, they didn't seem to condemn her, they didn't blame her for lying, they were even happy for her.

It was rare that they did not scold her, and they said, "Live well." ”

The wind was cold, but it made her more and more sober.

She stood up, continued to pull her luggage, and walked forward.

Her heart was even more clogged, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't unblock it. The heavy snow made her realize that her parents had never said anything like 'live well'.

Everything is, she is lying to herself.

She was suddenly scared and nervous, although it was prosperous, it was a foreign country.

When her second uncle brought her to Mr. A, he said that her English was great. That, of course, is lying.

Therefore, Mr. A naturally felt that it was okay for her to go to Japan by herself and not need to be accompanied by anyone.

God knows, she stumbled even the simplest of English.

Thankfully, she met him.