Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Lonely Sandbar (Part II)

Grandma Tan knew that there would be a day when this eliminated dilapidated building would disappear on the horizon, but she didn't expect that day to come so suddenly.

When she was ruthlessly kicked out of the dilapidated building by the demolition team, she still had soft wet clothes and underwear hanging on her hands, which was one of the few changes she had to make, and the original beige shirt was washed a little white, and the rusty iron clothes pole had not yet been dried, and the iron clothes pole no longer belonged to her.

She glanced at the ruins in front of her with some confusion, this was her last residence, to be precise, it was a gift from her parents before they escaped, she had been treated unfairly since she was a child, because there was a "hated" brother in the family, he occupied everything she should have like a black hole, including the small luxurious little room that should have belonged to her, which was now probably turned into a grocery room used by her cute brother to stack small toys.

Perhaps in the eyes of her dear parents, she, like this dilapidated building, will be ruthlessly abandoned when the usable value is exhausted.

"Forget it, it's not the first time to ...... anyway" Grandma Tan muttered to herself, and her fifteen or sixteen-year-old young face actually revealed an adult-like mature expression.

She didn't want to be like this, she also wanted to be like other girls, wearing a small dress with many pleats at the skirt, wearing a muslin bow sold by the vendors on the food street, and being as beautiful and light as a little princess to win the attention and love of passers-by.

But it seems that all that has accompanied her for so many years is the beige shirt in her hand and the white coat on her body.

Perhaps this was a good thing for her, as she finally did not have to stay in this place where the sea breeze blows, and instead of complaining about loneliness and the abandonment of her parents, she could go to the window of the big city, put her face against the glass, and admire the dreams that she could not realize.

The sea breeze blew again, and it blew more violently on the emptier land here.

Grandma Tan tucked her shirt to her waist, patted the sesame-sized dust on her head, and stepped into the unknown with a hint of excitement.

The vicissitudes of life finally found that his ordinary life made a little waves.

He stood up suddenly, stuffed Su Shi's poetry collection into his belt, and neatly stacked some poetry collections that were usually relatively insensitive to him, and carefully placed them next to the messy roots of the old tree, before starting to set off to see the excitement.

"Hmm...... vicissitudes of life the man covered his hips, "It's really terrible." ”

He doesn't know when the hidden disease fell, when he had this chronic old disease-like pain, and he doesn't do anything dirty between men and women, it stands to reason that it won't hurt if it hurts, but it just mocks and hurts all the time, without any signs.

He gasped, and his mouth made a "hiss" sound of air rubbing between his teeth, but he still struggled to stand up from the ground, the expression on his face gradually turned purple, and gradually turned relaxed, like the whole process of a yoga ball being ravaged, a stomach of grievances but unable to make an explosive complaint to the world.

Grandma Tan's building is closer to Baiyue Beach, and now that there is no such windshield facility, the sea breeze is even more presumptuous, and it is so ruthless to everything.

"It's really not a good material. The vicissitudes of life, the man's already messy hair was blown even more unsightly, "Is it also here to see the fun?"

He stripped his messy hair with his tiger's mouth, but a UFO pounced on his face directly when he opened his eyes that were fascinated by the sea breeze, and it was like a long-lost lover.

"What's it?, what's coming?" the vicissitudes of life The man desperately pulled the UFO out of his face as if he had seen a ghost.

He was scared of it, after so many days, the scythe of death still came after all, he didn't want to die like this, he hadn't experienced the taste of love, he heard people who had come to Baiyue Beach say it was the pink strawberry flavor, he still had Su Shi's poetry collection not to appreciate well, he still had too many things to achieve......

"I don't want to die so inexplicable...... Let me experience the despair of dying......" said the vicissitudes of life, trembling in his heart.

"What are you doing?" a delicate female voice came, and the anger in her tone was even more angry, "Look at how you look like Sven, how can you do such a dirty thing!"

The vicissitudes of life finally ripped off the UFO, and he couldn't turn around for a while, but he remembered that he heard a woman's shouting when he was in a trance that was half asleep and half awake, but the sea breeze was too strong, so he had to ask politely again, "Girl, were you just telling me?"

"Please look at what you have in your hands and use your messy head to think about whether I just said something to you. Grandma Tan said.

"I'm not dead?" thought the vicissitudes of life.

The wind around him seemed to have suddenly calmed down a lot, but this time he could hear it clearly, so he followed the trail, and suddenly his hands trembled, and the UFO that had just landed started another part of its adventure in the wind.

"You did it on purpose!" Grandma Tan scolded coquettishly, chasing after her legs like a cheetah, the sea breeze seemed to be provoked, teasing her and blowing her head hard, and even the two clothes she originally hung on her forearms were about to leave her, but Grandma Tan struggled to keep them, so she clamped the two traitors tightly around her waist.

The vicissitudes of life froze in place, and involuntarily popped out a sentence "What a fierce girl".

Grandma Tan didn't hear clearly, but just tiptoed upward, and her footsteps gradually moved towards the brown and black sand mud that became slippery after being slapped by the waves......