On a fifteen-moon full moon, I was born. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIt is said that when my father and mother saw the full moon hanging in the sky, they suddenly had an inspiration and named me Jin Manman. Although I have neither inherited my mother's big eyes, nor my father's eight-foot height. But my father and mother were still elated by my birth. Later, I saw a photo of myself when I was full moon, with small eyes, a big nose, and a small mouth, all of these parts were not delicate when viewed separately, but they were distributed on my round and slightly longer face, and the whole facial features became much more pleasing to the eye. That is to say, I belong to the kind of people who look ordinary at first glance, but are quite attractive when you look closely, and only people with good taste can appreciate my beauty.

As I grew up, I went to elementary school and junior high school like other children, but my academic performance was always not as good as I could, although I tried hard.

"Manman, a hard-working child, a little less flexible, as long as you work hard, I believe that your academic performance will be good."

This is what the head teacher of the parent-teacher meeting said to the old lady, probably to take care of me (in fact, you don't have to think about me) and the old lady's emotions, so it is not as obvious as the fact that I am stupid.

"Manful, you are a blessed child." Whenever I was depressed, my mother would always smile and say this to me, and suddenly I felt that grades and nothing mattered.

In fact, there is a reason why she said this, that is, on the day of the full moon, my family invited some relatives and friends to dinner, and one of them was said to be my uncle and grandfather, who had studied physiognomy quite a lot, and when he saw me, he twisted his beard and entered into contemplation: "Although this woman had twists and turns in her early years, she must have come to the world after hardships, blessed people, blessed people...".

Although it is a sentence that I don't know whether it is true or not, my father and mother think that I am a blessed child, and people always believe what they want to believe. My father and mother cultivated me very carefully. Although my wife is a tailor and usually helps the neighbors make simple clothes, and my father is a teacher, they always do their best to meet my requirements. At that time, there were not many people who learned to paint, because my academic performance was average, and the interest I occasionally showed attracted the attention of my parents, maybe they also thought in their hearts that I was actually not so smart, and it was estimated that I would not have any achievements in learning, so I began to learn to paint, and then I thought about it, I thought that my father and mother were really prescient.

"Mom, do you think this dress looks good?"

I wore a new miniskirt made by myself and walked around in front of the old lady's eyes, the old lady was washing the dishes, turned her head to look at it, looked at it again, and smiled with satisfaction, "My daughter looks good in everything, but are you making this skirt a little smaller?" ”

"Are you fat again? Full. ”

Although my mother kept giving my father a look, he still said what he wanted to say.

Am I fat? This can't be, I must have misremembered the size, the skirt was small, and I hatefully took off the poor little miniskirt and dismantled the seams. Now that I'm in my third year of high school, I feel pressured by my intense study, and I start making clothes at this time, because I feel that in the process of sewing and mending, my whole body will become relaxed, like a flower that is about to dry up, watering it, and then it shows extraordinary vitality.

In such a tense and busy day, I ushered in the college entrance examination, and I was in a bad mood when I came out of the examination room, so in the days waiting for the release of the results, my father and mother always tried to avoid talking about any topics related to the "exam". They even suggested that my classmates and friends go on a trip to relax.

Shangguan Youyou, excellent in character and learning, is my hair small, she is tall, with long hair and a shawl, and her eyes flow when she laughs, which makes people feel extremely charming, and even her voice is so good. What's even more outrageous is that she also has a rich father, who always goes in and out by car, and she is always surrounded by different handsome guys, but Yoyo looks gentle and lovely on the outside, but on the inside is an out-and-out female paper, which is a bit similar to me, which is the only reason I can think of for the two of us to play together.

"Manman, where do you think it's better for us to play? Suzhou, Hangzhou? Or is Tibet better? ”

"Can you please stop jumping like that? There is a difference of 108,000 miles between Suzhou and Hangzhou, okay? ”

"Then Suzhou, stay close to us."

It was late afternoon when we arrived in Hangzhou, and you read that right, women are always fickle. On a hot summer day, the two of us walked on the edge of the West Lake, with a gentle breeze and an indescribable comfort. Yoyo is a head taller than me, today she wore a close-fitting dress, the length of the skirt is just enough to cover the buttocks (I didn't dare to wear it at school), the uneven curves are unobstructed, I wore a modified version of the cheongsam (made by myself), a pair of high-heeled sandals, the whole person looks radiant, I can even feel the men of all ages around me unabashedly cast their eyes on us.

"Yoyo, let's rest there, my feet can't walk."

"Don't let you wear such high heels, you just won't listen, now it's okay, then sit here, I'll buy some water, there's a show over there, wait for us to see it, you wait for me here."

Although Yoyo is the same age as me, and she is also the kind of talker, but she has always taken care of me, and I am naturally used to her care, in her eyes I will always be a little sister character, and I even wonder if it is because of my height that has stimulated her motherhood to some extent.

I was sitting in a flower bed admiring the beautiful night, with the lights flickering in front of me and the sound of dynamic music driving the whole atmosphere, as if there were models walking the catwalk. From time to time, whistles and shouts were heard from the crowd below the stage, and the scene was boiling for a while. How could I miss such a lively scene, I looked around aimlessly, hoping that Yoyo would come over quickly. Suddenly, a white light crossed my eyes, and it was particularly dazzling compared to the hazy moonlight. When I tried to search for the source of the white light again, it was gone. When I turned my head again, a light flashed in the alley not far away, and the visual distance was only twenty meters. If I had gone over and looked around, it wouldn't have taken much time.

Go? Not going? … In the end, curiosity prevailed.

"Damn, it's pretty stubborn, where are the drawings? Say..."

I couldn't make out the faces, but I could see four or five people in a circle, and one of them kicked something under his feet, followed by a muffled grunt.

"Boss, if he doesn't say what to do, Madame..."

"Smack". The man who spoke was slapped on the head by the boss.

"Shut up Lao Tzu and bring the guy. Chop off your hand, I'll see how you still draw. ”

A person next to him immediately handed over a gleaming knife, which turned out to be a robbery.

I covered my mouth to avoid making any noise, and the music was audible in the distance, and it was impossible to hear their conversation if I hadn't been so close.

Let's go, that's the first thought that flashed through my mind, God, forgive me for not saving me if I die, no, it's not about dying, I'll dial 110 later. I turned around and ran, panicked, I had no way out of it, my legs were weak, my damn high heels were broken, I only felt a pain under my feet, and I cried out "ah".

"I'm the goddess of luck...", not far behind me, my mobile phone ringtone was particularly harsh, only to see a big man step down, my TCL turned into scum. The corners of the big man's mouth curled, and the look in his eyes seemed that my fate would not be much better than that mobile phone.

"Yoyo, I'm here", I waved into the distance. I'm really afraid that someone from behind me will give me a cold stab in the back and make me fall in a pool of blood on the spot. But if I were captured by them, the consequences would be unimaginable, rape first and then kill, corpse wilderness...

Let them stab me in the back.

"Boss, there's someone over there."

The boss glanced hatefully at the man lying on the ground, and squeezed out the word "withdraw" from between his teeth.

It felt like ten minutes, maybe only a few tens of seconds, before I was sure the people were really gone. What are you waiting for if you don't leave now?

"Are you just leaving?"

I paused and listened to the voice, and the man's voice sounded painful. I walked up to him, Rao was a little mentally prepared, but I was also shocked to see the person with a bloody face and an unclear face.

"How are you? I'll take you to the hospital. "I'm a little embarrassed that I had to walk away.

He stood on one leg and hung on the other. I reached out to hold him to keep him from falling. He only straightened his hair slightly, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his hand, his clothes had turned into rags and trembled in the wind, his whole face was swollen like a pig's head, and he looked a little funny, I wanted to laugh a little, and the condemnation of conscience made me not laugh.

"I'm fine, it's okay."

"But you're bleeding, I'd better take you to the hospital."

"No, you don't."

Somehow I don't think this person wants to go to the hospital, could it be that he is from the underworld, and it was the revenge of the enemy just now, and the scene in the movie appeared in my mind, so I won't be retaliated against by the underworld, right? Just as I was anxious, he handed me a business card.

"Here's my business card, it has my address on it, as long as you're not an idiot, I can make you live decently."

I subconsciously took the business card. Idiot? Who is the idiot? Why is this person like this, my anger rushed up, and when I was about to vent, the person was already limping forward. I looked at the business card with a trace of blood on my hand, Wang Zhiqiang, I read casually.

The person in front of me paused, looked back at me, and said, "Thank you."

Although this person is very hateful, but at this time, somehow, I feel that he is still very sincere when he says this, those three words I feel that he is from the heart, I want to say a few words of comfort, but the words came to my mouth and swallowed.

My phone, I just remembered.

"Manman, where are you?"

"I'm here." I tucked my business card in my pocket and waved to Yoyo.

"Where did you go? How dare you not answer my call? ”

Somehow, although Yoyo at this time was fierce and vicious, I felt that her appearance was very cute, and I threw myself into her arms and cried loudly.

I muttered, "You know what? You almost can't see me..."She wiped her tears and snot all over her body, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she quietly pushed me away, "If you have something to say, it's not okay now." After telling me about the scene I had just frightened, Yoyo decided to suppress my horror and bought two bottles of beer, as well as my favorite duck neck, and went back to the hotel. Because of the events of that day, I always suspected that someone was following us, and I was worried about hanging the bill, and the final result was that our trip to Hangzhou ended early, so as not to worry my family, I strictly ordered Youyou not to reveal half a word to my family.