The rain outside the window hasn't stopped, and it looks like it won't stop anytime soon.

The glass windows were already devastated, and the ravines outlined by raindrops were densely packed.

The scenery from the windows is chaotic.

Because of the raindrops.

The minds of people sitting at the window are also confused.

……

"It's a familiar feeling......"

Placing his palm on the windowpane, which should be as cold as ice at the moment, Lan Xin didn't frown at the uncomfortable temperature coming from his palm.

At the moment, she was expressionless.

It was as if the soul was no longer in this shell......

Suddenly I remembered......

Or never forgotten......

"Woo!"

Traditionally, Lan Xin's background is extremely bad.

She was the product of a failed safety measure, perhaps just the result of her dusty mother's second or more use of a used condom to save trouble.

No, it should be said that it is just to save money.

For these people, it is extremely rare to be able to save even a penny.

Whatever the reason, Lan Xin was born.

Born in a dilapidated house in the corner of the city, it was born on a bed that had not been started for months.

The crying was tiresome, but her mother was rare in tenderness.

"Just call you Lan Xin. She said this, because she had not received a 'job' for several months and was pregnant, she did not get much nutrition and nourishment, and she was unusually thin at this time.

Because of a birthmark on her back that looked like an orchid, Lan Xin got her name.

There is only a first name, no surname.

No one knows who her father really is.

Maybe it's just a migrant worker who got drunk and inadvertently walked into Fengyue place, or maybe it was a white-collar worker who worked weekdays and was under pressure for a long time......

Who knows?

The women who worked in that kind of place were so used to it that they couldn't even remember how they had spent the last night.

It's like a small white-collar worker who doesn't remember some of the business he did yesterday.

Life is just that.

The place where Lan Xin was born is not filthy, this room is actually very clean.

The plain white sheets, although there are tears in some places, are still enough to keep a newborn from the infestation of germs.

Lan Xin's crying mouth was quickly gagged.

It was her first meal.

"Mom, can you just throw these things in the trash can below?"

Mother and daughter were not the only ones in this small room, but two boys who looked to be five or six years old were also standing.

They each had a large bag in their hands, and the bag was bulging, and a smell of blood emanated from the bag.

The boys looked at the half-disheveled woman in front of them without shying away from it, and there was something in their eyes that shouldn't belong to their age.

"Well, by the way, let's see if there are any roasted sweet potatoes sold at the entrance of the alley, and if there are, buy three and come back. ”

There was no response, and the boys simply expertly pulled out a few crumpled coins from a women's coat hanging on a nearby hanger.

Obviously, the amount of coins that were taken out greatly exceeded the allotment of 'buy three roasted sweet potatoes'.

The woman half-lying on the bed didn't seem to see this, or maybe she acquiesced to the boys' small movements.

Don't look over, don't watch the boys leave.

Those were indeed her children.

It's not the first day she's done this business, and it's not the first year either.

Even she wasn't sure how long she had been doing it.

Maybe as long as you take off your clothes for the first time, you won't mind having a second or third time......

She didn't care how many years she had been doing it.

All she cares about is things like 'how many more years can I do it'.

She seems to have a reason why she has to do this line of work.

It's like she stubbornly chose to let Lan Xin come to this world.

"Alas......"

Sighing softly, listening to the sound of the boys coming down the stairs, the woman burst into tears.

Silent, her crying was silent.

Large tears rolled out of her eyes, and raindrops fell on Lan Xin's sheets.

Is this lamenting his fate?

No one knew about the woman's tears, for she had already wiped away a trace of qiē when the boys returned.

"No. ”

The boy, who looked older, handed over a sweet potato.

There was no change recovered, not every time.

……

No matter how bad the surrounding environment is, it is still tolerable for those plants with tenacious vitality.

As long as you give some water and some sand, the seemingly delicate orchid can have a chance to grow slowly enough to bloom into flowers.

It's just that......

The man who provided Lan Xin with sand and gently watered her left when she was only five or six years old.

Left and never came back.

It is said that he was approached by a big donor the night before, and he thought he could earn enough money for this month's expenses.

But she didn't come back until the next evening.

Not even a single phone call to the next door neighbor's house.

Three days later, her body was found in the grass in the countryside, and the deformed body frightened the thrill-seeking couple who had found her.

I heard that they broke up later.

Because of unspeakable reasons.

Again, for some unexplained reason, the case did not come to fruition, and the police just made a pretentious investigation of the scene and dragged the body away for cremation.

Afterwards, she also took away her residence in a corner of the city as a cremation fee.

The sand is gone.

The waterers also left.

Barring any accidents, the orchid, which has not yet bloomed and is dumped on the concrete floor, should gradually lose its moisture and wither.

At this time, the eldest of Lan Xin's brothers had already mixed with society, but the font of this 'society' was generally black.

But she finally had something to rely on, and when the two brothers who hadn't been home for months picked up Lan Xin, who had been living in a neighbor's house since the incident, she really thought that her life would be better in the future.

"The brothers should take care of me, right?"

That's what Lan Xin thought at that time.

So you can say goodbye to the kind neighbor aunt without the slightest hesitation.

In the first month with her brothers, everything was good, Lan Xin was already able to cook at a young age, and the brothers were able to get a small room because of their 'work' efficiency.

The so-called 'job' is to get a bunch of people to collect protection money.

Lan Xin didn't ask about the jobs, and it was only after this month that she found out what her brothers were doing.

Wine is really not a good thing.

The income of the brothers that day should have been good, with a few bottles of wine and some lo-mei that I don't know if it was extorted or bought.

Rare meat.

It's just that these two people really don't drink very well.

Wine is even worse......

Alcohol will allow a person to reveal a side that has been hidden in their daily lives, and will unravel some beasts that have been trapped by certain shackles in their daily lives.

A person who is drunk is sometimes no longer considered a 'person'.

It was a tragic night.

"I was born to do this......

Lying on the bed weakly, Lan Xin was only five or six years old at that time, and her brothers were already in their teens, and they were even more precocious when they had been mixing in society.

Or rather, it was pulled into the tissue because of its precocious growth.

A girl who is only five or six years old is unable to protect herself effectively, and the full consequence of working in that direction has only led to more violence from her brothers who have become beasts.

No one noticed the wailing and beastly laughter that night came from a corner of the city.

The whole city is like a black-and-white movie, and the film depicts a silent world.

Who would want to live in such a world?

……

The rain was very rhythmic, and the biting cold crept against the glass and into the girl's heart.

"I've always been an orphan......"

In the empty room, she slowly uttered such a sentence.

As if to state a fact, there was not a trace of fluctuation in her eyes

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