I don't know how many times she woke up in a nightmare, Yuan Fang opened her sour eyes again, feeling the darkness of the room at no different time. The "grunting" sound from her stomach reminded her that life went on.

She struggled to her feet and staggered to the bathroom.

Warm water was poured on her body, so that every clogged pore gradually showed signs of awakening, and I don't know how many times she smeared the shower gel, she always wanted to wash it cleaner, cleaner, she smelled her arms, her hair, she didn't want to smell something that didn't belong to her, wash it, she could forget everything that had happened.

In the bathroom mirror, she was full of bruises and shocking.

She hurried to the closet, and she almost tripped over it.

In a panic, he took out his long-sleeved pajamas from the closet and changed them into, hiding the visible bruises.

She didn't want the dark.

The curtains were pulled open with a "brush", and the light entered the dark room.

The light was extremely dazzling, Yuan Fang closed her eyes, felt the wind blowing, blowing coolly on her white and bloodless face, and her hair flew up and down, like her messy mood at the moment.

The fragrance of flowers outside the window, with the wind drifting for a while, take a deep breath, is the unique smell of fresh life;

The bored chirping of birds, the rustle of leaves in the wind, the sound of the cleaning staff downstairs sweeping the ropes on the cement pavement, the laughter and talking, screaming or crying or laughing on the slide...

The sound of one or two horns in the car, the sound of the neighbors chatting after meeting, and the sound of music playing on the piano on the floor..... The outside world is so alive.

What can she do now? What else could she do?

Is it a hundred deaths? What about her parents who have only one child? She wants to use her mother's temperament in case she can't think about leaving because of her departure? The whole house was scattered. It was not easy for her parents to raise her so much, she didn't want them to worry about her, and she didn't want them to be sad about losing her. She didn't want to take this road for 10,000 years.

Call the police, sue him? Uncle and father are in important positions, and grandpa is the most important face, does she want to disgrace the family? Let her family be fingered? Wait a little longer, this road is not the end, don't take it yet.

Moreover, Yuan Fang bit her lower lip: she didn't want to ruin him because of this.

In her heart, it's not that she can't accept King, not to mention that he got her, what choice can she have? The man is unmarried, the woman is unmarried, she can choose him.

However, when he got her, he actually told her that they were not suitable? Hehe~ It's really ironic and ridiculous!

Why did he hurt her and still live the life he wanted? Marry a wife and have children? There are people to love, and there are people who love him.

And if she meets a husband who cares about chastity, and her life is ruined, what happiness is there to speak of?

Why does she, a victim, still have to live and die, and she has to be sad and sad, it's not appropriate? Why should he tell her if he is not suitable? He, on what grounds? She, don't!

Yuan Fang smiled, and her eyes showed a sense of determination, which was reflected on the glass of the bay window.

Since this situation has been achieved, she will let herself go, love him, love him, and swear not to get this person, and never give up. Then, leave him and let him taste rejection as well.

She had nothing to lose, she was fearless, how could she be afraid of his rejection again? Her fate is in his own hands, and he is not in a position to decide whether to let her go or let her do?!

Yuan Fang stretched her sore waist, braced up her strength to clean up the room, packed the quilts, sheets, and pillows in a large garbage bag, tied the knot, and moved them to the entrance.

Then open the doors and windows large enough, light incense, and replace them with a new set of sunflower-patterned bedding.

The flower language of sunflower is faith, brilliance, pride, loyalty, and love, and the meaning of sunflower is silent love, and it represents the courage to pursue the happiness you want.

Although the sunflower is not as romantic as the rose and not as pure as the lily, it is sunny, bright, open-minded, and never abandoned, with its own unique charm, and it blooms not only love, but also dreams and love for life.

It just fits her state of mind at the moment, it's good.

Pull out a blue winter dress from the closet, pair it with flesh-colored fleece leggings, and apply lipstick to the dry, bloodless lips.

The newly opened lipstick was given to her by her second cousin, the color is gorgeous, and it is far from her usual outfit, life has changed, why doesn't she adapt to the situation and change?

The bright red lips made her, who was originally lifeless, instantly come alive.

Before going out, charge the phone that has been turned off by incoming calls and various messages.

It is estimated that her life circle has been messed up, and next, she still has a bunch of things that must be dealt with immediately.

In the days to come, it is not certain who will win or lose, she has to work hard to live, to live well, and she has to decide her own life. No one is allowed to decide for her!

Pull open the door and turn around and drag the large garbage bag.

A tall shadow blocked the view.

Yuan Fang raised his head and looked at King in front of him wearing a black and white sports suit, except that his beard had grown longer and his complexion was a little more sorrowful, he was still the same as always... Pretty.

Yuan Fang's eyes flickered.

A pair of hands took the garbage bag in Yuan Fang's hand: "I'll come." ”

Yuan Fang let out a light "um" and let go of his hand.

"You-" King asked hesitantly, "are you alright?" It's been a day since I saw you go out. I'm afraid of you...."

"Afraid of me, what?" Yuan Fang raised her head and chuckled: "Are you afraid that if I can't think about it, it will cause you big trouble?" ”

King did not deny Yuan Fang's question, and looked at Yuan Fang: "Will you?" ”

"Guess what, when a girl encounters such a thing, will she not be able to think about it?"

"I—" King paused for a moment, and said in a hoarse voice, "Yuan Fang, I sincerely apologize to you—"

Her name, coming out of his mouth, was prosaic ... But for the first time, she felt that her name could be called so nicely.

Yuan Fang's nails were deeply sunk in the palms, and the slightly long nails stabbed his hands. She forced herself to be sober, not to be uncontrollably tempted and influenced by him because she already had a relationship with him.

The pain is sobering.

"Not necessarily." Yuan Fang raised his hand to stop it, and said word by word: "I said: No need, I will be, I have found a warm bed in the cold winter, and I don't have to be burdened." ”

"It's that I'm too impulsive and we're not suited to develop other relationships, but we can be friends." King stared at Yuan Fang's eyes with a look of self-reproach.

Yuan Fang staggered his gaze, turned around, and closed the door. Covering her chest, she slowly slid down against the door and squatted, she thought her tears had dried up, but this time, her heart hurt so much, and tears flowed happily on her face like a stream: He's it, why can you be so cruel to her?! How much debt did she owe him in her life to make her repay him in this way in this life?

"May I come in?" King's voice came from outside the door.

Yuan Fang ignored him, wiped her tears, got up, and walked to the refrigerator, which was empty.

When I opened the cupboard, there was also a pack of Master Kong instant noodles inside.

She was hungry, she wanted to eat, she had to fill her stomach, and if she wasn't hungry, her heart would be better.

Turn on the fire, put a small pot on the shelf, pour a bowl of water, cover the pot, boil the water, put the noodles into the pot, wait for it to soften, break it up with chopsticks, put on the seasoning, fragrant instant noodles, eat a bite, sure enough, the cold heart warmed a little.

After eating a small bite of noodles, there is no original good taste, and the taste is the same as chewing wax.

Yuan Fang gulped down the noodles, lost her usual manners, picked up the bowl, and drank the soup into her stomach. There was a stain on the white undershirt.

Yuan Fang took out the paper towel on the coffee table and mechanically wiped the stain with the paper towel, which was stubbornly left on the clothes, which was conspicuous and irritating.

The knocking on the door continued, Yuan Fang got up, turned on the TV switch, clicked a movie at random, and turned the sound to the loudest.

Fold back to the couch, open the quilt on the couch, and curl up in a nest.

The body is warm, and the heart is not so uncomfortable.

Time passed little by little, and Yuan Fang was no longer as uncomfortable as she was just now. sighed in my heart: Time is really the best medicine to heal the pain of the heart.

She promised herself to be weak once, and tomorrow, yes, tomorrow, she would cheer up.