There are so many people in the world, how can you find the person you want at a glance?

Liu Jiaying was lying on the ground, I don't know whose family poured the leftovers on the ground, most of the people who live in the alley are not very particular, the environment dictates, the people who are particular at the beginning can also be put two meters away from Shanruliu.

The rain melted the slimy soup, seeped through the clothes, and into the skin.

It's dirty......

She collapsed with a layer of skin peeled off her arm from the rough ground, stinging from the sour water.

The man, he brought a knife.

He covered her mouth from behind, her ears pressed against the angry muscles of his arm, and her skin was damp and hot to the touch. Before she could struggle, she was like a fish without siblings, slapped the board, dizzy, and the lights at the intersection dragged a long line in sight, as dazzling and magnificent as fireworks.

He pressed down, his palm clasped the lower half of Liu Jiaying's face, only the nostrils could get air from the edge of the palm, and his eyes were useless in the dark.

He used his knife to cut open her skirt, and the cold blade against her body gave her the illusion that she was going to be burned.

She thrashed her chest in fear.

He shook his hips in her fear.

A fiery breath slid from her forehead to her neck, cutting her flesh and blood.

Why me?

She thought.

In the extreme fear, she didn't feel despair for a while, but her limbs stiffened, and she was pushed to turn her face.

The crowd outside the alley was turbulent, and the alley was as silent as death.

How do you see who you want at a glance among so many people?

She stuck in the corner of the wall and saw the tall, thin man.

The streetlamp added light and shadow to the man's face, making her look not so good-looking, and the sharp bones outlined by the drooping clothes at the shoulders, the arms were so thin that the elbows were bulging, and the flesh was so thin that the flesh could not cover the skeleton.

Liu Jiaying watched her talk on the phone, watched and communicated with the person next to her, holding bamboo sticks in her fingers, turning leisurely.

Liu Jiaying didn't know if her gaze had enough power to burn others, but the person under the street lamp seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly turned her head to look here, her eyes focused on her as if she was looking at herself.

Help me......

She let out a weak cry for help from her nose.

Help me......

"What are you looking at?"

He found out.

Her heart fluttered, and she fluttered down something belated called despair.

There are so many people in this world, how can you find the person you want at a glance?

Unless it was premeditated.

The demon clapped her cheek, and he sweated, his palms unusually wet, leaving heavy water stains on her delicate skin. His breathing turned into a hideous gasp, and he pressed his upper body to his own and leaned into her ear: "Look, isn't she good-looking?" ”

Liu Jiaying's eyes widened, and a ho-ho sound came out of her throat.

It turned out to be because of you!

She looked at the people at the mouth of the alley.

Everything that happened to me was because of you!

He left, so calmly when he came, but he walked very quickly, and ran into the alley in a panic.

Maybe even past her doorstep.

She climbed up against the wall and straightened her clothes, the front of her skirt cut open, and the wind passed through it in the bitter winter cold.

Liu Jiaying limped back home, her parents were watching TV on the sofa, and the heroine had a miscarriage yesterday, and she was kicked out of the house by the evil mother-in-law today.

They watched and commented, "These people...... I will never be considerate of other people's ......"

"TV series......

TV series, life will never be so cruel.

"Alas! What's the matter with you? Ye Jing saw her first, threw it away and ran over, took her hand and took it to the center of the living room to face the light, looking nervous but there was a trace of hope that she didn't notice, she trembled her lips: "What's wrong with you?" ”

When she returned home, the hard shell that Liu Jiaying was holding on to was shattered, she was shivering from the cold, crying and shouting: "Mom! I was ...... I was ......"

Ye Jing sighed, hugged her in her arms and cried.

Dad Liu was stunned for a long time, but the first thing he did was to close the door: "What's the noise?" What is it like to be heard by others! ”

"Do you have a conscience?" Ye Jing exploded when she heard this, hit him a few times, crying and scolding him: "Your daughter was bullied, you ...... like this"

Father Liu was aggrieved, looked at Liu Jiaying quickly, and suddenly shouted: "I know!" ”

Ye Jing was shocked and speechless for a while.

He tried his best to suppress his voice, his face flushed: "I don't know? How can you go out to meet people after you shout like this and others know about it? Isn't there a shame? ”

Who can't go out and meet people?

Who should be ashamed?

Liu Jiaying was still at an age when she was looking at right and wrong, and she was broken in an instant.

She stood dumbfounded, seeing that Father Liu said that Ye Jing didn't dare to say anything more, so she could only hold herself and cry with sighs.

He didn't know whether he was angry or sad, and pointed the finger at Liu Jiaying as he spoke, "You deserve it......"

Liu Jiaying was stunned and forgot to cry.

"You deserve it, you want to go out at night, you want to go out with those friends who don't care, how old are you, you wear such a dress, you go out to seduce people, you deserve it, how can you see people if you want to spread it......"

"Don't scold her......" Ye Jing covered her ears and pressed the person into her arms, "What now?" ”

Now what?

Call the police.

Liu Jiaying thought.

Don't you know......

He left his things behind and the police could inspect them.

Liu Jiaying thought.

No one cared what Liu Jiaying thought, they made up their minds.

Don't say anything about it, as if it didn't happen.

Don't let people know.

How should I raise my head and be a man in the future?

Liu Jiaying mechanically took a shower and lay down in the bed, the quilt was as cold as iron, just like this home, which became an emotionless nest overnight.

She stared at the ceiling, and there was a glimmer of light outside the window that made her see the hook in the center of the ceiling.

With the air conditioner, the ceiling fan was removed and only a hook remained.

She stared at it like a demon.

"No one cares about you at all, they don't love you, they don't care about the hurt you suffer, they only care about their own face, they don't even ask you a word, they don't have comfort, they don't have anything, even if you die now, they won't even shed tears for the sake of face."

That old lady, when did she show up?

Why squat at the head of the bed?

What she said made sense.

Liu Jiaying sat up.

Nobody cares about me anymore......

She ripped the sheets off, and the old lady handed her scissors.

Will they be sad if I die?

She stood up in her chair and put her head in the rope loop.

The old lady gently pulled away the stool at her feet.

……

There was a knock on the door.

Ye Jing spoke cautiously outside the door: "Jiaying, are you up?" What do you want to eat in the morning? Do you want to eat the dumplings that Dad bought? We...... Have you ever felt unwell? Dad and I will accompany you to the hospital, right? Good no good? ”

The rope was at the base of her tongue, and Liu Jiaying couldn't speak.

She grabbed the rope loop and took her head out, her body falling to the ground, the scissors she had discarded last night sticking into the soles of her feet.

She didn't feel the pain, blinked, and pulled it off with her hand.

She looked at herself in the mirror of the closet, her face a little purple, and she rubbed her hard face vigorously, hoping to make it look whiter and have a little effect.

Ye Jing was still outside the door to explain to her what happened yesterday: "Jia...... Jiaying, Dad didn't blame you yesterday, he was just too sad, let's go to the hospital first to see, okay? ”

The door opened a gap, Liu Jiaying was wearing a shirt, the button was buttoned to the top, the light in the room was dim, Ye Jing couldn't see too much abnormality about her, but felt that her tone was cold, as if it was because of sadness and resentment, she opened her eyes weakly.

"Mom, I'm fine."

Sent Ye Jing away, she closed the door and sat on the bed, muttering to herself: "I'm going to find her." ”

The body made another person's tone: "Then let's go find her." ”

At night, she stood in the alley and felt the breath of the person from yesterday in a girl at the entrance of the alley.

She returned to her old life, going to and from school as usual, with no exception to being more silent. The parents were worried, but they did nothing more than sigh.

A part of her soul detached from her body and followed the girl to find it.

On Friday night, Liu Jiaying finally found it,

But the next moment she was pulled back to her body.

"Why?" she asked. ”

Another voice in the body was afraid: "Can't go anymore, can't go again!" ”

"Why?" She asked again.

"You're going to be eaten by her......"

"I'm going."

"I want to know why, why should I bear the ordeal that should have been hers?"

This time, Liu Jiaying poured out of the nest, because the person was not there, she could enter the bedroom with confidence and leave a message for her.

Then, here she came.

"Wang Yunhua?" She kicked away the clutter on the ground, made a ping-pong sound, and swept a route to herself.

She came too late, and the first thing she saw wasn't herself.

She tilted her head, her black hair gently swept her neck, Liu Jiaying didn't dare to look up directly, there was an innate sense of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil, preventing herself from looking directly at this person. All you can see is black tobacco floating out of her collar, wrapped around and hidden in her hair.

"Ahh

Liu Jiaying saw her heroic eyebrows slowly frowning, and there were three more doubts in her tone: "What's the matter with you?" ”

The old woman trembled: "I don't know...... I don't know ......."

She looked at Liu Jiaying: "Look up." ”

Liu Jiaying lifted it up.

Her fingertips were pasted up, groping carefully, it was hot, soft, dry, there was an arterial pulse at the very end under her thumb, and the vivid touch seemed to wipe away the slippery hot flashes that had once stayed on the skin, Liu Jiaying blinked, and her lips trembled: "Help me." ”

I want to go, I want to get out of here, I don't want to see my mom and dad scared every day because of me.

Her gaze fell on Liu Jiaying's bloody wrist, and she asked in a gentle tone that she had never felt before, "Are you sure?" ”

Liu Jiaying felt her fingers on her neck hook something.

"I'm sure."

The wind rose, blowing through the leaves, rustling, like the sound of rain, like the gentle kneading of a bag, like crispy meat fried at low temperature and slow in an oil pot.

The sound was warm, slow, and wide, accompanied by a deep sleep.