When I came back, I didn't see Sister Meng's figure, and I usually heard her voice as soon as I entered the door. Ironically, vitriol, or deliberately slanderous.

The boy was packing up his wine and about to take it off, and a few other people were cleaning up the table. There was very little silence in the bar, there were no customers, and the usual choking smell of tobacco and alcohol was much lighter.

Xiao Tong was about to put the wine back when she grabbed her hand and asked, "Sister Meng, is it uncomfortable, is it because of me?"

Xiao Tong shook his head and said, "No, not long after you left in the morning, another woman also came here and talked to Sister Meng in the room for a long time, and then the woman left, and Sister Meng locked herself in the room and refused ......to come out."

Thinking about what was going on, she asked a little confusedly, "Then do you know what happened?", and her voice was a little loud.

Xiao Tong immediately covered her mouth and whispered, "Sister Meng is angry, and we don't dare to ask,...... Don't go up and provoke Sister Meng, do you hear?

Beware of getting into trouble...... You see that all the people here are pretending that nothing has happened, but they are all very shrewd," she told her a few words from the experience of those who had come before, and after she had finished speaking, she went to the cellar with the wine.

She looked around, and sure enough, as the boy said, no one paid attention to the lives of the people upstairs.

Some are muttering melon seeds, and some are busy shopping on their mobile phones, all entertaining themselves. His face was filled with snickering, snickering, and falling into a rocky expression.

She still remembered that yesterday, when Sister Meng was not like this. Those people were eager to circle around her like honey, which could be said to come and go as soon as they were called, how dare there be a trace of disobedience.

"You still call her Sister Meng, an old and immortal woman, maybe how many married men have been seduced behind your back?",

"This is not the main owner of the family to come to her, she doesn't want to think about it herself, she is half-old, what are you pretending to ......be tender" There were faint voices of swearing and mockery, and they were covered by a burst of laughter.

It's the same situation, so why kill each other like this?

But these people like to fight in the nest like this, because their hearts are dark, and they wish that there would be one more person in the world!

The funny thing is that she is also one of them, and she is afraid that she will one day become such an abominable face.

As soon as she went upstairs, she could hear the sound of smashing things and thunderbolts, after all, everyone has a day when they are emotionally out of control.

It's just that I endured it for too long on this day, so I couldn't help it, so I simply released it without any scruples. She tried to push the door, but it was unlocked, so she walked in, turned around and locked the door.

The smell of alcohol in the room choked her a few times, and she immediately opened the window to ventilate. She even doubted that after a while, Sister Meng would die of suffocation due to poor breathing.

Sister Meng saw that the people who came in were all upside down, and staggered towards her. She thought she was hallucinating, and took another gulp of wine, her face drunk and slumped on the table, her mouth still cold-blooded

"You're coming back to see if I'm dead or not, but unfortunately, I'm still alive......" she said, pointing at her, retracting her hand as she spoke, drunk and vaguely recognizable that the person in front of her was her.

"Do you have to talk like that?" she saw her lying on the table, her hands supporting her head, and she poured the bottle into her mouth vigorously.

Drinking like this, I'm afraid that how much is not enough, and no one comes up to stop it after drinking like this.

After all, there are still many people in the world who watch dramas. Some of them were still spilled on the table, and everything that could be dropped in the room was thrown all over the room, and if it weren't for the fact that she was a living thing, I guess even she would have thrown it out with her.

She snatched the bottle from her hand, and she came up to grab it again, and yelled at her with some dissatisfaction, "Who are you? Why do you care about me?" , the table on the ground is upside down, and the lying is full of wine bottles, and she is about to snatch her wine bottles.

She softened her tone and persuaded, "Sister Meng, let's stop drinking, it's okay to go back to sleep, no matter how sad it is, it's good to sleep......", no matter how much coaxing worked.

"You're really ruthless, don't drink yourself to death, don't you feel sorry for yourself?" , she held the wine bottle and threw it towards the corner of the table, and the sound of the wine bottle falling to the ground was "popped". She also dropped the wine bottle in a hurry, and Sister Meng was only slightly awake at this time.

Finally stopped making a fuss, she wanted to help her back to the room to rest, and she began to cry "I deserve it, I am cheap, I am amorous ......", so hysterical and angry, as if her heart had been torn thousands of times.

No matter how ugly the words were used on herself, even her face twitched when she cried, and when she heard her words, she only watched out of sympathy.

So there is no exactly the same harm in the world, you think there is no point in worrying, how do you know that people don't hurt?

She has never seen a person before and after being drunk, if she wakes up, she must not admit that she has cried, how can someone like her cry?

She was mixed with something under her feet and almost fell, and she subconsciously lowered her head. The torn red piece of paper, soaked with the spilled wine, if I guessed correctly, it should be a wedding card, and when she picked up the pieces, she probably knew something.

It turns out that there is a saying that is really true, the same is the end of the world, why should we have known each other when we meet. No wonder even the encounters are so similar.

The next day, when Sister Meng woke up, she was already lying in the hospital, and the operation was still losing a hanging bottle, where was she?

She bought millet porridge from outside for her, and when she pushed open the door of the ward, Sister Meng was about to pull out the needle. "Are you really not giving up? are you still ready to go out, so why didn't you know to drink less yesterday, now it's okay, stomach and stomach bleeding, now, has it stopped?" she said angrily.

"You don't cry and fake mercy, don't think I don't know what's going on in your head, I wish I was dead."

She put the millet porridge aside and helped her to lie down, and Sister Meng wanted to turn her back to her side, adding to her heart.

She was not angry, found a chair and sat down, picked up the millet porridge and blew it. said to the person on the bed, "Get up and drink porridge, only when you are well can you have the strength to scold me for not being, and you look at me, don't you all come over well?",

Sister Meng almost broke the bowl in her hand again, if she hadn't said that she had bought this porridge after waiting in a long line, I am afraid that she would have been dropped again.

She also followed Sister Meng's temperament and said, "Then fall, don't you still have the strength, don't drink, then you are hungry, anyway, starve to death, it's a big deal, I'm kind, help you collect a corpse, this can still help..."

Saying that, he scooped a spoon and handed it to her mouth, she took the bowl directly, "I'm not so hypocritical, I don't need you to feed me, I have my right hand, I can come by myself"

Saying that, she picked up the bowl and drank it clean, leaving some rice grains stuck to it at the corner of her mouth, she Sister Meng hadn't noticed it yet, and she looked unaware, she couldn't help laughing when she looked at Sister Meng like this.

She took out the paper and carefully wiped the corners of Sister Meng's mouth, and the corners of Sister Meng's eyes instantly overflowed with moist liquid, "No one has ever cared about me like this, and it feels ......so good to be cared for", she bit the word when she said this, for fear that she would miss a word.

Her eyes subconsciously swept over Sister Meng's deliberately hidden fingers. In fact, she already knew that on the first day she came, she felt that there must be a lot of stories behind it.

She looked at Sister Meng, "The burn on her finger is also because of someone, isn't it?"

The hand is a woman's second face, which is now disfigured. Sister Meng subconsciously clenched her hands, as if she could hide something.

She directly held Sister Meng's hand in her hand and held Sister Meng in her arms, "Everyone should have a chance to live again, the first half of the life is for others, and the second half of the life has to live for yourself, right?", comforting others' words, but unable to convince themselves.

Sister Meng seemed to have plucked up a lot of courage and looked at the hideous scars on her hands. I remembered the past, "I used to be happy and looked forward to the future, but later for his career, I also tried a lot of work before."

But real life didn't give me the opportunity to be a man, and I ate what was left over from other people's people on the street several times.

I had to starve to death several times, so I ended up doing this kind of work that the world hated the most, because it was hard ......to live at that time."

Sister Meng was afraid that she wouldn't believe it, so she explained, "I used to look down on such a person the most, and when I saw such a person, I would salivate at her disgustingly, and I wanted to ask her why she was so cheap?"

Good people don't do it, they have to practice themselves,...... But then it became the most disgusting thing for me."

"I gave him all the money I earned to invest, but I was so stupid that I forgot to keep a living money for myself, and he actually thought I was dirty...... , looking at me with disgust and disdain in his eyes"

We must never test human nature, it is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages! People are willing to accept good things and sneer at bad things.

He despised such a woman to be his wife and the mother of his children, and he despised such a woman to become a stain on her career! Such a dirty woman still had to sleep on his pillow side! Bear him children! He felt despised in his bones!

"Until yesterday, his fiancée handed me a wedding invitation......

In the end, she couldn't cry anymore, but fortunately she was by Sister Meng's side. Otherwise, if it was too late, she would have seen a stiff corpse.

She gently put the burned part of Sister Meng's hand, and said comfortingly, "Actually, you can prick a flower called Asahei on it, it is the most beautiful variety of dahlias, and it must be beautiful to thorn ......."