In the subway, there is more of a biting chill in winter than in summer. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info draped in a down jacket that could not withstand the cold deposition underneath.

Many people clasped their arms around themselves and waited for the subway to arrive soon. Tang Xinling was alone, trembling and alone, in a relatively few people.

After a tiring day and more than a dozen stops of walking, she only hoped to get a way to relax her body when she got on the bus later. After waiting for a while, the car behind her arrived first, and she was a little nervous in her heart, but fortunately, the whistling sound of the car on her side had already reached her ears.

A cold wind blew, and the girl's weak body looked a little struggling. The car door opened, and she pushed through the pain of her stiff muscles and stepped inside.

She had only just stepped inside, and the people behind her rushed over and knocked her aside like monkeys, shouting excitedly.

Seat....... That's it, it's gone. However, she looked at the position by the door, where she could still lean in.

The car was running. She looked around, and most of the people in the carriage had just left home with their children after tutoring. Imagine that not far from the subway is an extracurricular cram school such as Xueersi, and it is right to take the subway here.

But. The wry smile on her face stiffened.

A parent in front of him sat down brazenly with Erlang's legs crossed, and let this child of Moyo Middle School stand and not let him hold on to the railing, what does this mean?

Is it just to hear the parents' 'bitter words' that they are not allowed to rest?

It would be forgivable to say that the children who are serious studying here sit down and take a rest and sleep so late. As a parent, why do you sit here and talk to your child about three or four?

The atmosphere in the subway was very hot, but Tang Xinling felt more like being in the boiling oil burning on the top of a Himalayan mountain. The surface is boiling, and it is still cold when you put your hand in.

She remembers that last month, Xiao Yusheng talked about all kinds of things he encountered when he was on the bus.

He said, "The essence of the form of society is that you compete for me, whether adults or children, they all step on other people's heads to get on the top, although it is clever to say one thing and do another, but it does not prevent many people from using this simple and practical method." ”

Therefore, on the surface, it is not selfish to think about the child. She snorted softly, and her head could not form the complete face of her parents, only an empty outline.

I don't know who else remembers her, she just remembers that there were so many people in the carriage that day. The man didn't know if he was joking, but he said he was dizzy.

Fortunately, when he was there, it wouldn't be so cold in the carriage.

She rubbed her hands unconsciously, feeling that she was thinking a little crookedly. After a few stops, she finally sat down as she wished, and looked at her watch to get home at about eleven o'clock. In this way, if you take a shower, you can sleep for another four and a half hours.

The carriage didn't shake too much, and she leaned back on the hard seat to sleep for a while, but she stumbled on the seat as she leaned over.

"It hurts!" She covered her head, her nerves that had been awakened would be so tense for a long time, and she decided to go home and sleep soundly.

It was about 10:40 when I got off the bus, nearly ten minutes faster than usual. She tried to smile a little more on her face, but her steps grew heavier and heavier.

Squeak~yah!

Pushing open the door, the screeching sound was as usual. She stepped on the withered lawn and the somewhat rotten wooden staircase. Pushing open the wooden door, he pierced his hand with wooden thorns one by one.

However, she was no longer as unbearable as she had been when she first arrived. I hid in the house alone and cried, and finally crawled to the hospital to make a big appearance.

She didn't turn on the light because her eyes were good, and the moonlight was barely able to see what was in the living room. The living room of this bungalow is very simple, a coffee table, three sofa cabinets have not been cleaned for some time, and the pendulum on the side has not moved for some day.

The carpet was the only thing in the room that was still in the past, and even then, every day she didn't bother to take off her shoes, and she stepped on them, and they naturally became dirty.

She habitually discarded the backpack that was not heavy on her back and threw it on the sofa. Walking up the stairs, there are always some disturbing noises coming out of this quiet haunted house.

She was accustomed to it, and she quickly took off the clothes she had been in all day and put her school uniform on the small wooden table and ironed it with an electric iron.

She stood in front of the bathroom mirror, examining her naked carcass. Use a critical eye to analyze the shortcomings of your figure little by little.

The boobs weren't big enough, the smallest in the house was a B-cup bra, and she had to put those padding that suppressed her chest every time. I wanted to go to the underwear store to buy something suitable for her to wear, but when she remembered what the boys in the class always said, "the breasts are so small and there are hoods" and the like, she couldn't help but question whether she needed to wear them.

"It's just discrimination!" She puffed out her cheeks and pressed hard against her chest.

If you have a waist, you can barely pass the test, your thighs seem to be a little thicker, and your calves are barely qualified........

Then she sighed, could it be that all she could praise was this snow-white skin and this face? You must know that her height is one meter and six meters, and even she thinks she is too short.

She ran into the hot water and looked up at the glare lamp.

I don't know, what kind of girls does that person like.......

She had never heard him mention it, this man just stayed there silently and did something to do, and read a book when he had nothing to do. Judging by his academic performance, he is not very good, but the crooked reasoning is one by one, and it is always so true.

"Hey! Wait a minute! Why should I think about what exactly he likes? She suddenly realized that there was a serious problem.

It is said that all men in the world are as black as crows, but this guy is a traitor in black. His opinion must not be consulted.

She made up her mind, and immediately realized that she had taken him out alone.

She decided to dive in and swallow everything she had with the bathwater.

As she sat in front of the bed, the heat of the electric iron burned the needles. With her slender little hands spread out in front of her, she looked indifferent and manipulated the tip of the thin needle to pierce the brown spot under her thumb, frowning at first, and then digging the needle into the flesh with her teeth.

This time it was deeper, and she pursed her lips tightly, and ordered her hand not to tremble.

The battle continued like this for about three minutes, and the thorn was finally pulled out, and she let out a moan that was not comfortable. Just a faint sigh of relief, put the needle back into the yarn, turned off the lamp, and lay down to sleep.

After a while, she opened her eyes.

"He confessed to me today....... Right......"

She was the only voice in the entire fifty-square-meter room.

"It doesn't look like he's a lie, and it's not really going anywhere." Obviously talking about others, but it's more like she's laughing at herself.

She burst out laughing, as if she was scolding herself for being stupid.

"Really, the three major illusions of life. I'm stupid enough to make such a low-level mistake. It's better to go to bed early. ”

She looked at the only clock in her room that was still running. She can sleep for four hours.

The day was no different from usual, except that there were a few more words in the evening and a little more time with that person during the day. She had long been accustomed to this kind of loneliness.

Gradually, her breathing evened out, and the moon jumped out from behind the clouds. It gently caressed Tang Xinling's delicate face through the window.

Inadvertently, the beautiful and moving face slipped from the corner of her eye with a tear......

To be continued.......