Her heart collapsed, she was empty, the wind was cool, and it was so cold.

Zhang Erzhu heard the voice coming out, closed the door and looked at the quiet standing here without making a sound, but why was that look guilty and sorry?

Zhang Xiaoman thought of what happened during this time, and finally had to admit that she was recognized.

"Why don't you just sue me?" Zhang Xiaoman stood up straight and looked at Li Yuechan, "I will definitely leave what you say to me directly, and I will definitely not pester you." ”

"Woo woo woo ......" Li Yuecian covered her mouth and cried suppressedly, and sad tears flowed down her fingers to her chin, and then dripped again.

Zhang Xiaoman looked at her, those tears seemed to flow into her heart, she forcibly suppressed herself to be calm, and said strangely: "Do you think that I want to pester you for the rest of your life?" Am I with you in the sense of harm? ”

Li Yuecian was still crying.

Zhang Xiaoman inhaled and exhaled to look at the sky, the loneliness and loneliness at this moment came so strongly, can she say that she has been patient?

From the day she came here, from being cranky to gradually quieting down, from deciding to leave to wanting to be with her family, saying that Zhang Xiaoman was cowardly or humble, in fact, she really felt that things were destined in the dark, since she was the daughter of this family, she learned to integrate into the family, no matter whether she complained or was unwilling, as long as this was the fate she set, she would not feel sorry if she didn't want to resist.

On the way, the situation is always uncontrollable, but Zhang Xiaoman is already trying her best to endure it, she allows herself to accept and adapt at the same time, no one can listen to her inner thoughts, she really decided to accompany her family to old age and death, but why do they do this?

When did they find out? How was it discovered? Isn't it funny to supervise her all day and watch her jokes? Watching her struggle and self-inflicted affection, isn't it cool in your heart?

She also wants to be an outstanding farmer, to let her family live a good life, to work hard to invent and create zào, to make her father and mother happy and healthy, and to make her younger brothers and sisters rich and strong.

"Hehe......" Zhang Xiaoman sneered, took two steps back and stood between the two, looked left and right and said happily: "What are you going to do next?" ”

"Are you going to report to the police? Or do you want to hire a goddess? Zhang Xiaoman shook his head, "It's not proper, I think you should burn me to death, lest I hurt people again, and say that I may not be able to eat people......"

"Smack!"

Zhang Xiaoman's face was fanned to the side, and the distinct five finger prints appeared on the fair-skinned side face, Zhang Xiaoman even thought that this was not her face, so she could hit it casually, but she didn't expect to be hugged in her arms immediately.

"Son, big girl, ......" Li Yuecian lay on Zhang Xiaoman's shoulder silently, tears fell, a pair of rough hands kept running her back, crying and laughing: "Mother is wrong, mother is wrong, big girl is my daughter, is my daughter, which ** will kill her if she talks nonsense!" I'm going to kill her! ”

She was so scared and hateful, her weak body trembled like a leaf in the wind, Zhang Xiaoman clearly felt her unstable feelings, and in her rough panting, it seemed that she was about to explode.

Zhang Xiaoman patted Li Yuecian on the back, her eyes should have been tearful, but they were colder and lonely than ever, and her backwater eyes looked at her back motionlessly.

Zhang Erzhu burst into tears, hesitating and not knowing whether to come over, Zhang Xiaoman looked at him coldly, and he stood in place. Li Yuecian's love was slightly better, and Zhang Xiaoman said: "You go to sleep, and we'll continue when you wake up." ”

Li Yuecian's body stiffened for a moment, and then nodded slightly on Zhang Xiaoman's shoulder.

Zhang Xiaoman watched Li Yuecian staggering towards Zhang Erzhu, Zhang Erzhu helped Li Yuecian back to the main house, the curtain fell to block the two sides, and Zhang Xiaoman ran away.

The hands are clenched into fists, the two feet are constantly moving forward and backward, the breath is suppressed and the slight breath is spitting, the tears continue to spread, but the eyes are wide open to look at the feet, just keep moving forward.

She wants to run out, run out of Zhangjia Village, and see if the scenery outside is still this world, or she can go back.

Where to go back? Where is her home again?

Zhang Xiaoman stood on the edge of the cliff, the sunlight became very dazzling, sweat slid down his face, his palms were pinched very painfully, his body was very stiff, as if floating in the air, so unreal and unsteady, he wanted to do something to tell himself that she was real, and in the end all he did was a roar.

"Ahh

"Ah......hh Woo......"

Zhang Xiaoman greeted the sun, stretched her neck and held her head high, no matter where she was, no matter if she was her or not, no matter if she was reborn or crossed, whether she would die or not, whether it would be difficult to recover the consequences and release the greatest grievance and discomfort, and roared to her heart's content.

What if it's true?

What if it's fake?

What if it's not her? What if they found out?

What if no one likes to love? What if you don't have asylum?

Isn't it just that all the qiē are denied and start all over again, what can't be passed?

There is nothing that cannot be passed.

Zhang Xiaoman smiled and bent down on the ground, tears flowed more and more, and the smile became bigger and bigger.

The salty and wet taste filled his mouth, Zhang Xiaoman licked the tip of his tongue, and slowly quieted down......

I have been watching the sun set, watching the shadows change, listening to the sound from far and near to near and far, feeling the temperature lightening and getting low and cold, looking at my eyes blurring and clearing, my arms becoming sore, my legs and feet beginning to numb, and I moved carefully.

Hiss -

It's sore, it's painful.

Stretching his body from slow to fast, the flesh and blood that had been frozen for a long time slowly revived, and he tried to stand up, but he still stood up after several attempts.

Zhang Xiaoman stood halfway up the mountain, the cold wind blew at night, and a rancid smell lingered in the swollen cotton clothes at the end of his nose.

Zhang Xiaoman raised her hand again, bent down, and sniffed around, in fact, she hadn't taken a shower since she returned home, and she had done so many things up and down, how could it be that she didn't sweat or stink.

Then go back and wash it well, Zhang Xiaoman walked back, it was easy to wash it off, and it was still okay to live.

People will only hurt themselves repeatedly if they don't become strong, and if they want to be strong, they will hurt themselves repeatedly, they can only choose one of the two, they can only choose what they are happy about, and if they can't escape from hurting themselves, they must hold the initiative in their hands, at least the harm they give themselves is prepared and foreseeable, and what others give is waiting to wash their necks and wait.