The dizziness in his head became more and more severe, and he didn't care about the two people lying on the ground, Jinxiu closed his eyes and slowly recalled everything. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Those pains and despairs are so real, Wang Dagui's beating and scolding, Zhang Weihong's shameless face, and the indifference and ruthlessness of the Zhang family, as long as she thinks about it, she can't help but tremble. What she can't forget is that the child, the three-year-old child, he was lying cold in his arms, no matter how she cried or coaxed, he never opened his eyes to look at her again. It's that she's useless, she can't protect not only herself, but also her young son.

Although she hated Wang Dagui and didn't want to have a child with him, since the child fell to the ground, her desperate heart had hope and a home.

Since her mother Zhang Yulan chose to die with Li Cripple, she has lived alone in this world. The Zhang family is not so much her relatives, but more like a group of blood-sucking grasshoppers, after draining all her values, they kicked her aside, and no longer cared about her life or death. As for Wang Dagui, at the beginning, she also wanted to live with him for the rest of her life. It's just that Wang Dagui disliked her being broken before she got married, and often beat and scolded her for this reason, and trampled her, and the glimmer of hope in her heart was extinguished.

It wasn't until the birth of the child she didn't expect that she watched him grow up in her arms day by day, and her dry and dead heart was nourished and brought back to life little by little. However, she still did not keep the child, the child who did not even have a serious name.

Tears slipped from the corners of Jinxiu's eyes, and she thought that after so many things, she would never shed tears again. But when she thought of her weak child, her heart still hurt like a knife, which made her unbearable.

raised his weak hand, trying to wipe away the tears on his face, but when the hand was halfway out, it fell weakly and smashed to his chest. There was something her chest, and it hurt her. Curled up her hand and touched the object that hurt her, the familiar shape made her immediately distinguish even through her clothes, it was the jade pendant left by her mother!

The jade pendant that she sold at the beginning was still hanging safely around her neck! Jinxiu pulled the jade pendant out of her clothes in disbelief, raised her soft hand with difficulty, and lifted the jade pendant in front of her eyes. The warm and transparent jade pendant exudes a soft luster in the dim light.

This is indeed the jade pendant she sold in order to save the child. She carried it with her for more than ten years, and she never left it until she sold it. At the beginning, Wang Dagui didn't miss the idea of beating this jade pendant, but she hid it tightly, no matter how Wang Dagui beat her and scolded her, she didn't let go.

But how could something that had already been sold suddenly return to her?

Jinxiu was puzzled, and made some effort to put the jade pendant back into her clothes. She remembered that her grandmother and aunt were still playing with the idea of this jade pendant just now.

By the way, grandma! Jinxiu endured her dizziness, and took a closer look at her grandmother and second uncle on the ground, looking at their obvious appearance several years younger, and combined with what they said before, a bold idea gradually took shape in her mind.

Maybe she's really not dead, and maybe those painful memories are just a dream she had, a dream that is too real.

As soon as the idea came to her, she immediately rejected it. Those things weren't dreams, they really happened and destroyed her whole life. It was the deepest voice in her heart.

And now, for some reason, she is alive again, and she lived before she married Wang Dagui.

As soon as she thought of this possibility, Jinxiu couldn't help but get excited.

Reaching under the pillow, Jinxiu remembered that there was a small piece of lens under the pillow. That's what she asked for from Zhang Ruyu. She was in Zhang's house, and there was nothing else except a few patched clothes. That lens was accidentally broken by Zhang Ruyu in the house, ready to be thrown away. She was very rare about the mirror, even if it was broken, she was still rare, so she had the courage to ask Zhang Ruyu for the largest fragment. She still remembered the sarcastic and contemptuous look when Zhang Ruyu threw the broken lens to her with a charity.

Thinking of those unbearable pasts, Jinxiu couldn't help but clench her hands. This grip was bad, she had just touched the broken lens, and the edge of the broken lens was so sharp that it directly punctured the fingers covered with brocade calluses.

Jinxiu grabbed the lens painfully and withdrew her hand, and didn't care that her fingers were still bleeding, so she lifted the lens.

The small lens reflected the general outline of the splendid beauty, and her bruised face made her frown. However, she didn't pay too much attention to it, but carefully looked at herself in the mirror. It was a face that was so thin that there was no trace of excess flesh, and although the face was not good-looking, the facial features were very delicate. A pair of apricot-like eyes that are too thin because the cheeks are too thin, a straight nose and a small pale mouth that is not bloody.

Jinxiu's attention was on other places, forehead, corners of eyes, there was not a trace of wrinkles in these places. This is what she looked like when she was fifteen or sixteen! Or maybe sixteen or seventeen.

She really came back to life, living when she was not married to Wang Dagui, and living when she was not ruined by Zhang Weihong!

This realization made her even more excited, and the strength of her hand to hold the lens increased. The lenses plunged a few more points into the palm, and more blood slipped down the fingers, dripping onto the chin, and then down the chin and into the neck.

She didn't care, she wasn't afraid of pain, compared to the pain she had experienced, this little injury was nothing at all.

All her thoughts were now occupied by her own rebirth. Even God can't stand her miserable life, so he gives her a chance to live again? Then she will never let down God's special kindness to her! She will not let go of any of those who harm her, bully her, and insult her!

The expression on Jinxiu's face at the moment is particularly terrifying, she is the one who has killed two people with her own hands, and she has a ruthless energy on her body. In addition, I remembered my own painful past, and I hated it even more. Even his face is a little hideous. Combined with the blood that keeps dripping down to the chin on his hands, it is particularly eerie and terrifying.

Zhang Aiguo had just woken up faintly, and before he could react, how could he sleep on the ground? Glancing at the unconscious old lady not far away, he got up and prepared to help Wang Jiaqiao. As soon as he stood firm, he couldn't help but look around, and at this look, he was immediately frightened. I saw on the bed, the bruised splendor, holding something in his hand at the moment, the blood on his palm kept dripping down, and his chin and neck were bloody.

All the memories before fainting came back in an instant, Zhang Aiguo looked at the splendid scenery on the bed that looked like a life-seeking ghost, rolled his eyes again, and fell to the ground. Only this time he was not so lucky, and when he fell, his head hit the brick that Jinxiu used to pad the table legs. In an instant, the blood flowed like an infusion......