The sky was overcast and gloomy, like a black cloth covering the earth, making people feel sweltering and impenetrable. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Wu Fen lowered her head, her hair was messy and exuding a swishing smell, she was wearing a gray sweater on her upper body, a pair of jeans with an unclear color on her lower body, a pair of Danfeng eyes were slightly slanted, there were ten long scars from the corners of her eyes to the corners of her mouth, her eyes were dull and dull, and she was looking uprightly at the footprints left by the crowd walking by.

She wondered, is she going to be beaten again today, this place is not far from a construction site on Metro Line 1, yesterday I heard other beggars in the same house say that the construction boss and foreman here are more generous, and today there are many bosses who send building materials to come, here to beg for a day to catch up with the usual three days of money.

In order to beg for more money, fill her stomach, and no longer be beaten, Wu Fen got up early in the morning before planning to move from the original Huangxing Road to this side, she used to beg at the entrance of Huangxing Road Pedestrian Street, where there is a large flow of people, and there is a hibiscus tree next to it, watching the flowers bloom and fall every year, counting the scattered petals, she always thought that the time had stopped in July when she was 18 years old.

I will always remember that on July 26, 2000, the sun passed through the thick woods, shining on the hibiscus trees in the distance, she was wearing a beige dress, holding the admission letter of BGI, walking on the path home, jumping, flicking her ponytail, stepping on the layers of tree shadows under her feet, and playing Meng Tingwei's "Whose Tears Are Flying" in her Walkman, just like a river of hope that crossed in front of her, at that time, smelling the fragrance of hibiscus flowers, she felt that the sky was so vast and so blue.

Standing next to him was Yang Mao, who was as warm as jade, his single eyelids were full of tenderness, and I was young and full of vitality inside. Yang Mao is my bamboo horse, we are next-door neighbors, he is one year lower than me, he is the school grass of our county No. 3 Middle School, tall and thin, with a pimple on his left cheek, he is tearing the corner of his lips, and a hoarse and low voice came: "Xiaofen, take a good look at the road, don't you remember that your right foot kicked your left foot in badminton yesterday, if you are not afraid of pain, just run, don't cry when you arrive, I don't have so many hand towels." ”

"What, yesterday it was obviously your service skills that were not good, I ran fast, so it was not my fault, and we didn't say it was okay when we were in kindergarten, I am a girl, even if it is wrong, it is right, you have to let me." Really, I haven't been to college yet, so I'm not trustworthy. Wu Fen kicked the pebble next to him and pouted in dissatisfaction.

"I can't talk about you, who called you a talented girl nicknamed Bingxin, I found your work from the garbage heap last week, what a generation of romantic characters, I said that you have time to read more history books, and less books that are sad and sad." Yang Mao stretched out a pair of hands, white, slender fingers, worthy of playing the violin, and the hands were really well maintained.

"Ah, what do you mean, didn't people just admit that the person who said cross talk was wrong before, and you need to find fault again and again, really, be careful to go home and tell Aunt Peng to say bad things about you." As soon as Wu Fen heard Yang Mao's words, he immediately threw the pebble in his hand at him, Yang Mao couldn't dodge it, and was hit in the nose.

"Haha, let's see if you show off your pretty nose. Ha~" I held my belly, looked at the little red on his nose, and immediately ran forward.

"Don't run, the guy who runs away if you do something bad" Yang Mao touched the soreness on his nose, swallowed his saliva, and immediately chased after him.

The sun was sprinkled on the road, Wu Fen's giggling laughter stopped at the moment she stepped into the house, looking at her mother kneeling on the ground, the little brother who was crying next to her, and the grandmother sitting next to the stove bowed her head and sighed uncharacteristically, her heart was cold, and there was no father.

"Mom, Dad, aren't you accompanying Dad in the hospital, how is Dad" Wu Fen hurriedly clenched her mother's arm and asked panting.

"Fen Yanzi, your father, he secretly ran to your school to pick you up today, was hit by a car, and left us behind." Mom immediately cried loudly after speaking.

What, Dad left like this, obviously when he went to the hospital last month, he said that he was going for a physical examination, how could this be, Dad has always been in good health, and he said that he would be the first to see my admission letter. When she came out of school today, she heard her classmates say that there was a car accident in front of her, and she didn't pay attention to it, did she not have a big quarrel with Peng Juanjuan at that time, and would she be able to save her father sooner.

Wu Fen sat on the stone bench by the door and cried silently.

That day was the turning point of her whole life, that summer vacation, it was the happiest summer vacation she had, her heart was full of her father's figure, but she had to be strong, her mother could only rely on her, and her younger brother was still so young. From that day on, she became even less talkative.

When she got to college, in order to make a living, she had to work many part-time jobs, and she had to leave money for her mother to buy medicine, her mother's health has always been bad, since she gave birth to her younger brother, she has a dizziness problem, she can't do heavy work, even if she does some light work, she can't do it for too long.

That's how I met Wang Zhi in college, when he was a school grass in the school's computer department, he wrote a great calligraphy, and his voice was as clear and transparent as a mountain spring. This is how her miserable life began, and then she wondered countless times that if she hadn't answered that phone call at that time, she wouldn't have been so curious to participate in that calligraphy competition, if everything would have been different. It's a pity that there was no later...

"Hurry up, hurry up, otherwise we won't have our share" suddenly came a scream, interrupting Wu Fen's memories, she looked up at the fence at the subway construction site, it was Xiaohua and the dog who followed them, Xiaohua's voice was more sharp, and she was sold into this beggar gang in the same year, four years younger than her, everyone has been in this gang for fifteen years, usually begging on the overpass next door to a shopping mall, and will say hello when they meet at night.

Just thinking about it, Xiaohua and the others suddenly ran towards the fence entrance, Wu Fen immediately carried the money jar in front of him, lay on a wooden board and slowly moved forward, climbed a long way, and when he didn't have the strength to go any further, he saw a packing box being thrown towards it, and there was a "bang" sound, and some meat juice splashed on Wu Fen's face.

It's so fragrant, I haven't eaten meat for a long time, it's still the meat crumbs I picked up after a square dance last time, Wu Fen stretched out a pair of dry hands, black and thin, and the nails were full of mud, enough to reach the side of the lunch box, pick up a piece of fat and swallow it directly into the stomach, and was about to bring the lunch box over, but was snatched by the dog who came over, and was kicked into a deep pit next to him by him, hit a stone, and his forehead suddenly flowed blood.

Wu Fen touched the blood on her forehead, smiled bitterly, looked at the dog and Xiaohua who were frantically grabbing the vegetable root to eat, lowered their eyes, their numb eyes could no longer squeeze out tears, and the afterglow seemed to see a hibiscus flower on the edge of the foundation pit, white petals, like the light of the sun that summer, perhaps, it would be better to end like this...

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