The snow fell all over the sky, and the ground was covered with a house of knotted white clothes, so white that people couldn't open their eyes, like a newborn baby, how beautiful the white was.

In the early morning, the sun has not come out, the slightly bright sky, so that the snow becomes yearning, in this quiet early morning, in the alley of Chaoyangmen, there is a compound, there is a group of people in the courtyard, Yan Ziyu was dragged to the backyard of the compound by several big men, and there were two people next to him who were also dragged to the ground like something and walked forward, Yan Ziyu At this moment, looking at the sky, looking at the snow on the ground, but laughed.

Also dragged to the ground is her father's wife, another is her younger brother, one is the wife of the Yan family, and the other is a concubine, Yan Ziyu is just a concubine born to her aunt.

And Yan Ziyu's eyes were aimed at the person behind her, a woman walked with a vicious expression, and there was a young man beside her, this woman was Yan Ziyu's biological mother and the aunt of the Yan family, and the young man was the eldest son born to the main house, her half-brother.

Yan Ziyu wanted to laugh even more, the eldest son followed his aunt and cleaned up his biological mother and younger siblings, and what made Yan Ziyu want to laugh even more was that their two sisters and brothers were born to their aunts, and their eldest son came to harm their children, is there such a mother in the world?

Yan Ziyu once wondered if the eldest son of the Yan family had an unknown secret affair with his aunt, so that they could work together to deal with his mother and child.

This answer is incomprehensible, Yan Ziyu knew from them that her aunt and brother did not plan to let them live in this world, so they had to give them a ride, and in the backyard of the mansion, a firewood room was prepared, which was specially prepared for them.

Not long after, Yan Ziyu's body was dragged to the ground, numb from pain, she couldn't even feel the pain and cold, okay, just die like this, she didn't want to live for a long time, every day, every hour, she suffered great pain, but for her younger brother, she gritted her teeth and lived like a walking corpse.

Heaven is not fair at all, the dragon and phoenix fetus born at the same time in the Yan family, the eldest son and the eldest daughter got the best of the Yan family, while she and her younger brother lived an inhuman and ghostly life.

In this mansion, it is wide and gorgeous, but there are the most unsightly things inside, her so-called mother is the murderer who caused all this, and she is also born, and her mother let her die, I only hope that in the next life, I will not be reincarnated in my mother, and the mother-child relationship in this life will end here.

I don't know how long it took, Yan Ziyu was dragged to the firewood room in the backyard, and the eldest son of the Yan family, Yan Zizheng, commanded the strong man to move the firewood.

Aunt Zhu Yurong Lian's steps are light and steady, but she is easy to maintain when she is middle-aged, and she is full of the demeanor of everyone's housewife between her hands, wearing gorgeous and bright, wearing gold and silver jewelry, jewelry, just the look on her face, revealing the viciousness in her heart without concealment, slowly squatting down in front of her wife, leaning over and whispering in her wife's ear, the voice is very subtle, Yan Ziyu's half-dazed eyes, only to see his wife's face, instantly like being struck by lightning, extremely shocked, eyes to the maximum, extremely unbelievable, difficult to slowly raise his head, looked at Yan Ziyu and her younger brother Yan Ziye.

Yan Ziye closed his eyes all the way, Yan Ziyu couldn't know whether he was dead or alive, his wife used all her strength, struggling to crawl over, Yan Ziyue couldn't support it.

At this time, everything became unimportant, thinking about the life of the past thirty years, it can only be described as hell, Yan Ziyu unconsciously shed a tear, opened her mouth, but did not make a sound.

If there is anything to remember, it is a young man who had a face in the Dazhao Temple at the age of sixteen, when the love first bloomed, in the spring season of March, when the flowers were in full bloom, he looked at each other when he was wrong, and chased himself when the flowers fell to the ground and asked: "Is there a girl who has anyone?" ”

If there was no marriage match at the beginning, and there was no Yahuan by his side to come out to explain, Yan Ziyu might have fled all this with the young man, and there would have been no more painful life later.

Yan Ziyu touched the blue on her arm, which was a man's face, the face that remained in Yan Ziyu's heart that year.

The aunt smiled proudly, got up and came to Yan Ziyu, stepped on it, and said in disgust: "Haven't you always wanted to know why?" Wait and let the wife tell you the truth. ”

Yan Ziyu couldn't bear her aunt's kick, and she thought that her body would no longer feel pain, but she still screamed for pain, and when Yan Ziyu fainted, she saw a burning fire in her misty eyes.

Woke up from the bed all of a sudden, Yan Ziyu wiped the sweat on her forehead, she couldn't figure out the reality and dreams for a while, and looked at the place where she was, it was the boudoir where she had lived since she was a child, and it was empty, with only a table and a stool in the middle of the house.

It was another snowy day, the snow outside the window was white, Yan Ziyu was chilling, the charcoal fire in the house had long been extinguished, and the house without charcoal fire was colder than the snow outside.

Yan Ziyu supported her weak body and climbed out of bed, in such weather, her younger brother must not be able to stand it, the two sisters and brothers hugged each other, at least they could warm each other.

Walking all the way forward with something, when passing the washbasin in the house, Yan Ziyu looked at the face reflected in the water, stopped, and looked at her face seriously, she was still a ten-year-old girl, with a pale complexion, but she had a sense of beauty beyond ordinary people, and she could see the beauty on Yan Ziyu's face since she was a child, and she was a beauty embryo.

Yan Ziyu walked in the house for a while, then stopped to rest, she was weaker than others when she was born, and in the past ten years, she spent more than half of her time lying in bed to recuperate, and she survived several times at the threshold of life and death, and it was also her fate.

Younger brother Yan Ziye was in the small building next to him, Yan Ziyu gritted his teeth, walked to the door, pushed open the door, there was no one outside except for the vast snow, Yan Ziyu sneered, and there was a look that should not appear at this age.

The second lady of the Yan family has never had a special maid-in-law around her, and when she is sick and bedridden, there is no one to stay by her side, and her mother will not come to take a look.

Speaking of which, the Yan family is still a big family, his father Yan Liangci, took the road of official career, rose all the way, and worked abroad for many years, Yan Liangci's wife, the wife of the Yan family, after giving birth, has been bedridden, Yan Liangci lost his father and mother in his early years, the Yan family has a big business, but it is a thin person for several generations, and when it comes to Yan Liangci's generation, he will leave a single seedling.

Yan Liangci was not at home, and his wife was bedridden all the year round, so the Yan family handed it over to his aunt to preside over the feed.

It stands to reason that as the second miss of the Yan family from her aunt, Yan Ziyu should not be thrown in the corner like this, and no one cares, but the truth is that her mother will never look at her.

No one has the benefit of no one, Yan Ziyu can move freely here, and she can walk to her brother's room with her eyes closed, Yan Ziyu faced the snow, her eyes were a little painful, so she simply closed her eyes and walked in the snow, every place was so familiar, Yan Ziyu could still feel it, and she had walked this road countless times in her dreams.

When he arrived at Yan Ziye's room, Yan Ziyu opened his eyes, the room was very cold, but the closed windows could not prevent the cold outside, in the empty room, only the quilt on the bed showed that there were people living here.

Yan Ziyu walked over, pulled out the quilt, and saw that on the bed, Yan Ziye's face was red, Yan Ziyu secretly screamed badly, and tried to shout: "Brother Ye'er, my sister has come to see you." ”

Brother Ye didn't move, I don't know if he fell asleep or fainted, Yan Ziyu is very experienced in this matter, Brother Ye has a fever at a glance, Yan Ziyu reached out and tried Brother Ye'er's forehead, it didn't work, the redness on his face was not a normal flush, it was caused by a fever.

Yan Ziyu shook Brother Ye and rummaged in the house, hoping that there was something to reduce Brother Ye'er's fever, but there were no tables and stools in the house, except for a bed, which was empty at a glance.

Yan Ziyu shed tears, covered her lips, and didn't let herself cry, now is not the time to cry, if Brother Ye doesn't have a fever, he will burn his brain, and he will be an idiot in the future.

Thinking of this, Yan Ziyu was stunned, how could she suddenly think that Brother Ye had a fever since she was a child until now, it was not once or twice, each time it was going to burn for several days, and the fever was very serious, Yan Ziyu sat on the ground in shock, thinking carefully, at what point did Brother Ye become an idiot?

Yan Ziyu thought of the dream, in the dream, that is, at this time, Yan Ziyu hurriedly went to check on Ye Ge'er, and really found that Ye Ge'er's hands were tied to the bed, if the dream was true, Ye Ge'er should have not eaten for two days, he was tied here, cold and hungry for two days, and finally had a high fever and was unable to treat him after he came, Ye Ge'er burned out his brain, and then became an idiot.

The horror was covered instantly, Yan Ziyu tried hard to recall the plot in the dream, in fact, there was no need to think about it, Yan Ziyu's head clearly showed these plots.

Regardless of whether the dream is true or not, Yan Ziyu will not let Brother Ye burn like this, Yan Ziyu thought of her mother, smiled coldly in her heart, and directly rejected it, Yan Ziyu now has a full hatred for her mother, and this hatred is brought from the dream.