It was a humid October evening, and the grey sky was a little overcast in the darkening sky. The cold north wind was howling through the field and into a small wood. There were many fallen leaves in the woods, some of which were swept up by the wind and thrown into the air; Others slide cricketically on the ground. Between this field and the woods there is a not too wide concrete road. A calm and beautiful girl was slowly walking north along the road. Sometimes she brushed her long hair down to her forehead, sometimes she hugged her elbows, sometimes she stopped and looked thoughtfully at the end of the road that disappeared into the gray sky. She has a pair of clear and melancholy eyes, her eyes are beautiful like clear waves, and her long eyelashes are like dancing butterflies, making her beauty charming and vivid.

Her name is Yunmeng, and her home is in a village not far away (if that place can be called home). His mother died in a car accident, and three months later, his father took her and her five-year-old brother Yun Zhe to the widow's house, dozens of miles away. From the moment she entered the door, she was reduced from a little princess to a little nanny at home. From the pearl of the palm of his parents to the thorn in the side of his stepmother. At a young age, she experienced the loneliness, coldness, bitterness and bitterness of the world. Although my father also tried his best to protect their sisters and brothers, he couldn't stand the troubles of his stepmother for three days, and after a long time, my father was also afraid of my stepmother's tricks, and when my stepmother scolded the two sisters and brothers, he chose to swallow his anger.

Especially when her father died of a stroke two months ago, her stepmother felt that she was at a loss, and she tore up Yunmeng's college admission letter in anger. Let her go to work in a nearby brick kiln, the owner of the kiln is her stepmother's own brother, and she will hand over Yunmeng's salary to her stepmother every month. Moreover, the stepmother bought a few small-tailed Han sheep and drove them and Yun Zhe to the wasteland on the northern slope early every morning. How can Yun Zhe watch it when he is only eleven years old? Yunmeng couldn't bear it anymore and argued with reason.

Yun Meng shook his head vigorously, as if he could throw the sourness in his heart into the wind and into the humid air. She threw up her head and let out a long sigh, as if this would dispel the sorrow in her heart.

Suddenly she stopped, and something cooled her forehead. She held out her hand, and a white snowflake fell into her palm. A. Two pieces of ...... Melt into a tiny drop of water. The corners of Yun Meng's eyes were a little moist. She is the one who loves snow the most, and loves its whiteness; Love its fluttering; Love its beauty; Love her freedom...... How she imagined the snowflakes flying freely in the sky. Flying......

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the snowflakes were no longer visible. You can feel the coolness, but you can't see it clearly. Yun Meng put down his hand and stood on the side of the road, stunned.

At this moment, the headlights of a car not far behind her lit up, and in this warm light, the snowflakes fluttered again. Bring it to life. Yun Meng turned her head, and she saw an arm sticking out of the car window, this hand stretched upward, like her, drawing a graceful arc in the air.

It turns out that there are still people like him who appreciate and love snow. Her heart softened, imagining that this person must be a girl as sensitive as herself. She stepped back to the side of the road and watched the car slowly glide by, and a vague silhouette of a boy came into view.

A vague silhouette, a handsome silhouette. And now this silhouette is turning. Look at Yunmeng intently. The car stopped and parked beside Yunmeng. Yun Meng instinctively dodged, and then she hurried a few steps to the front of the car.

At this time, a crescent moon appeared on the horizon. The snow stopped, and at the same time darkness covered the world. Yunmeng shuddered. She ran, and the road under her feet was like a white line.

The car drove slowly behind Yunmeng, and the headlights illuminated her way home in the distance......

2. A home like a demon cave

The two black gates were hidden, and Yun Meng pushed them open and walked into the courtyard. From the north house came the sound of crackling mahjong. Yun Meng ignored it, and she walked straight into a dilapidated hut in the southwest corner, which was her and Yun Zhe's room. There was no light in the house, so she felt for a match and lit half of the candle on the windowsill. The candlelight flickered a few times before settling down. At this time, a woman's sharp voice came from the north house: "Dead ghost, no lamps!" Yun Meng didn't speak, she was already used to this call.

On the south wall of the house is an earthen kang, and Yun Zhe on the kang has fallen asleep curled up in the small quilt, his head shrunk in the quilt, and the whole person looks like an irregular sphere.

Yun Meng walked over and felt deep pity in her heart, she could imagine how her brother ate dinner tremblingly, washing the dishes tremblingly, and went to sleep in this dark room tremblingly. Her heart ached day by day. She took off her coat and gently covered Yun Zhe's quilt and patted it gently, as if this could dispel the chill on his body or in his heart.

A burst of irregular footsteps sounded outside the window, and Yun Meng thought that her stepmother had come to show her lewd power again, but she ignored it. Ever since her father left, she has decided to confront him with her dignity. She found the basin, scooped up a scoop of cold water, picked up a towel, and prepared to scrub her neck.

Suddenly, a large hand wrapped around her waist, and the other went to her chest. Yun Meng jumped up, she broke free and turned around to see Yun Ming (stepmother's son). He had a stiff beard on his ugly face. Squinting eyes are filled with lust and alcohol. Now he was about to rush over, leaning forward in a forward position.

Yun Meng stared at him, staring at him with disdain and anger. Yun Ming didn't notice this look, what he noticed was Yun Meng's fair skin, long eyelashes like butterfly wings, beautiful cheeks, and lightly opened charming lips, all of which had already hooked his soul.

He couldn't hold it anymore and pounced again on the man he should have called his sister.

Yun Meng stretched out his hand to block it, but was held by Yun Ming. In front of him, Yun Meng looked so weak and powerless. She had been controlled by Yun Ming, and Yun Ming was kissing her on the lips viciously.

"Bang dang" basin rolled to the side. It turned out that Yun Zhe, who was awakened, jumped up, raised the basin and smashed it at Yun Ming's head, and the water poured Yun Ming from head to toe, he shivered, and at the same time the wine was a little sober.

He wiped the drops of water from his face with his hands, then gritted his teeth and turned towards Yun Zhe.

"Hit someone!" Yun Zhe shouted, and the other party's hideousness frightened him so much that his face turned pale.

Yun Mingyuan glared and slowly stretched out his hand viciously. Yun Zhe screamed in fright. There was a commotion in the north room.

Yun Ming withdrew his hand in annoyance, holding back his anger and holding back his wet neckline. Then he kicked the door panel hard and staggered and disappeared into the doorway.

Yun Zhe was frightened, he was like a little rabbit who had just woken up. He knew that Yun Ming would not give up, and now he shrunk into his sister's arms and shivered.

Yun Meng hugged his younger brother, tears running down the tip of his nose. She thought of her father, her fearful brother, and herself who was in danger at any time. What should she do? Apparently they could no longer stay at home. She should leave, leave with her brother. However, where should she go? Where can she go?