Chapter 2: The Best Life of a Coquettish Woman (Revised)
Early in the morning on the first day of the Lunar New Year
Su Zhiyi was sitting by the window and looking at the scenery outside, her gaze did not have a trace of focus, as if she saw something else from the scenery in front of her.
She never thought she would be reborn, and last night she didn't sleep all night, following people on New Year's Eve, and having a different Chinese New Year's Eve.
She can't remember how many years she hasn't had a proper New Year, and she can't remember how long she hasn't had such a comfortable and warm life.
She bent over her legs, curled herself up into a small ball, her eyes still clasped out the window.
Reliving a life, she was a little resentful that she couldn't know people clearly, she never thought that the 'sister' she was thinking about would actually send her to a man's bed, and now her curse is still in her ears, making Su Zhiyi's thoughts drift farther and farther away.
"Su Zhiyi, you can only be a chorre for me in this life! Yes on the set, even more so at home! Could it be that you still want to turn over today? You have no chance to turn over in your life, just like your stupid mother, if you want to turn over, go to the underworld to turn over!"
"Good sister, I'm here to help you get rid of it! Do you say there is any need for a person like you to live? It is better to go and see your stupid mother sooner. ”
"Good sister, don't struggle, otherwise tomorrow's news will only see the ugliness of your desperate resistance, it is better to die peacefully, but it will also respond to your depression. ”
As she spoke, she suppressed her, she was already weak, but now she was so tightly suppressed that she couldn't move at all and could only reach out and grab it indiscriminately.
But it still couldn't stop the unknown pills from burrowing into her mouth, and in her panic, she couldn't even feel the bitter taste in her mouth.
Eventually, her consciousness dissipated, her vision blurred, and she landed on the bed like a leaf in the wind and rain.
She took one last look at her arrogant face before closing her eyes......
Retracting her thoughts, Su Zhiyi took a deep breath, her fingers clenched the hem of her clothes tightly, her hatred arose spontaneously, she had known Song Yanran for so many years, and she didn't know that she was a wolf in sheep's clothing!
She tried her best to send her to the bed of the well-known producer Ma Ge, and poured her a bottle of sleeping pills, just to make the world think that she died of depression, and let her die in that embarrassing situation.
Thinking of this, Su Zhiyi bit his lower lip tightly, and the knuckles of his fingers that grabbed the hem of his clothes turned white.
But the strange thing is that the 'Brother Ma' that day seems to be a little different from the well-known producer Ma Ge she knows who is full of brains and can rest his stomach on the table as soon as he sits down......
At that time, she woke up in a daze, and took a hurried look in the dark, although she couldn't see his face, but her figure was recognizable, and that person was definitely not Brother Ma!
What the hell went wrong? Who the hell was the man that night?!
"Tang Tang, hurry up and come to dinner. Xia Wenfang called out to Su Zhiyi while holding the rice on the wooden round table.
Her thoughts were interrupted, and she turned to look at her mother, who was busy at the dinner table.
The first meal on the first day of the Lunar New Year was supposed to be eaten together as a family, but my father went to the countryside to accompany Su Zhiyi's grandparents, so only their mother and daughter were left alone.
He really didn't have much appetite, so Su Zhiyi withdrew his gaze and continued to look at the tree in the yard.
If she remembers correctly, the tree has probably lived for thirteen or fourteen years, and has had it since she was born.
It was also because of this tree that her mother gave her the nickname 'Su Tang'.
"Hurry up and come over for dinner!" Xia Wenfang set the tableware, walked over and pulled her by the hand, and pulled her up from the window.
Su Zhiyi is rare docile today, last week she had a temper for a week, and smashed everything she could in the house, and now this cold and sudden docility made Xia Wenfang a little unacceptable.
Although her heart was like beating a drum, her face was still unfazed, and she led her daughter to the round table and sat down.
The first day of the new year was so deserted, Su Zhiyi pursed his mouth, and only bored with chopsticks to pick up the rice in the bowl.
"What's the matter, isn't today's meal appetizing?" Although Su Zhiyi's face was covered by bandages, the coldness in his eyes was still impossible to ignore.
"It's not about the meals, I'm just not hungry. ”
"If you don't like to eat, go out for a walk. Seeing that she couldn't eat it, Xia Wenfang proposed.
In fact, as soon as this proposal came out, Xia Wenfang wanted to slap herself in the mouth, how could her daughter go out with her face wrapped like this now? How could she be willing to go out?
She avoided even her dearest grandfather coming to see her last week, so how could she go out and meet people now?
But as soon as Xia Wenfang's words landed, she heard the sound of the wooden chair on the opposite side rubbing the ground, she was slightly stunned and stopped her chopsticks.
Su Zhiyi didn't notice her mother's expression as if she had seen a ghost, and walked out by herself.
Xia Wenfang's jaw was about to fall in surprise, and she opened her mouth to snort at her back, but she didn't say anything.
It's rare for her daughter to want to go out, if she stops her again at this time, won't there be something like that? Besides, this is a big courtyard, and it's very safe, so she just goes out for a walk, and she won't go far.
Thinking about it this way, Xia Wenfang was a little relieved.
"No, no, no, I'm going to scare people when I go out like this, so I still have to wear a mask. Su Zhiyi turned back while muttering, rummaged through the cabinet next to him, and finally found a cotton mask and happily put it on and walked out.
Watching her walk out of the room door, Xia Wenfang was slightly stunned.
From the accident to the present, she has hardly slept a full night, in addition to the self-blame all night long, what worries her even more is the psychological changes of her daughter.
This sudden catastrophe can be said to be a bolt from the blue for a child who is only thirteen years old, and it is enough to ruin the rest of her life.
Forty percent of the moderate burns on the face are probably something that will never get rid of it in this life!
Thinking of this, Xia Wenfang couldn't eat anymore, put down the chopsticks, and sat at the table with a little crooked back.
She was born in a military family, and has been the backbone of the art troupe since she was a child.
Su Zhiyi walked out of his small courtyard and walked aimlessly along the path alone.
Twenty years have gone back in time, and the streets have changed a lot from before, and Su Zhiyi walked in chaos for a long time before he reacted.
There are no tall skyscrapers, only low buildings, but the air is fresh and smelly.
Before she knew it, she had come to an alley, and everything around her was so familiar to her.
Unconsciously walked to the alley, and there was a house number posted on the first door of the house, which said '23'.
“23?”
Su Zhiyi looked at the house number and was slightly stunned, as if he was searching for whose house this number corresponded to in his memory.
After all, twenty years had passed, and they had moved not long after she had been disfigured, so she wasn't particularly impressed by the place.
was standing at the door looking at the sign and thinking, when he heard a crisp voice coming from the small courtyard: "Mom~ Where is my floral dress?"
Why is this sound so familiar......