All at once the sky cracked, and the dark clouds fell into the cracks.

When I looked up and saw the sky, it was cloudy and clean, and there were no impurities, but it was not cloudy at all.

Like a canvas splashed with ink, it exudes gloom unbridled at this midday hour.

Ouyang Lai's father finally appeared, followed by Ouyang Lai's uncle and aunt.

They first talked to the hospital for a long time, such as whether there was a delay in the condition, whether it was a medical accident, whether the hospital should compensate or not, etc....

Ouyang Lai just tugged at the corners of his clothes tightly, lowered his head and wept silently.

She looked at the group of strange relatives and felt for the first time that there was no hope for life anymore.....

finally got dark, maybe his father still had a bit of intellectual backbone, and he sent a message to bury Ouyang Lai's mother, but his uncle and aunt were still unwilling, and they were always unwilling to leave the hospital under the guise of their sister's inexplicable death.

Ouyang Lai glanced at them through his bangs, and erased the appearance of the two of them from his mind one by one.

Ouyang Lai thought that he would no longer have an uncle and aunt in the future......

That night, his father took Ouyang Lai back to the family compound in the west of the city, and his stepmother made a small room for Ouyang Lai, and his father touched Ouyang Lai's head and said that he would clean up the house in the factory on the weekend, so that Ouyang Lai could listen to Aunt Xiaoou in the future.

Ouyang Lai nodded, tears falling again.

That night, Ouyang Lai curled up, hid in the corner of the bed, looked in the direction of the door, and turned off the light in the room.

She was waiting, the mother who came from another space, but she waited all night, and she didn't wait, until Dongfang wiped a touch of blue, Ouyang Lai licked his lips tiredly, and muttered: "It turns out that there are no ghosts in the world......"

Then the whole person rolled into the quilt and fell into a deep sleep.

's father did the funeral for Ouyang Lai's mother, although it was not very decent, but it was not shabby.

When Ouyang Lai was eating with them, he heard his father say while serving vegetables to Aunt Xiaoou: "I have done my duty." ”

Aunt Xiaoou took a bite of the dish and didn't raise her eyelids: "Don't forget that the cemetery is still for someone sent by our father, otherwise you won't be able to get such a low price, it's all for you, you have to treat me better in the future!" ”

The father smiled, and put a big chopsticks on the garlic sprouts to stir-fry the meat: "You are the most virtuous wife in the world!" ”

Time and space were in a trance, and a mist rose in front of Ouyang Lai's eyes.

It was a small house in the factory, my mother brought a bowl of steaming rice balls, I was still young at that time, I was still very young, my father was still very young, he was taking off his dirty work clothes outside, laughing, while saying: "You are the most virtuous wife in the world...."

Somehow, the ear tone weakened, but Ouyang Lai cried while eating.

This provoked the father and Aunt Xiaoou to look sideways, and the little sister on the side also learned from Ouyang Lai to purse her mouth.

The father immediately became serious: "Why are you crying again...."

Aunt Xiaoou glanced at Ouyang Lai very unhappily, and cursed in a low voice: "Crying and crying..."

At this moment, the little sister on the side also cried, and the white rice in her mouth was stained on the collar.

Aunt Xiaoou hurriedly picked it up and glanced at her father: "How many adults are and crying all day long, look at what makes Tongtong provoked!" ”

The words fell, and he turned around and took his child into his arms: "Good, Tongtong, mom is here, don't cry, don't cry....."

The father also threw away the chopsticks in disappointment and pulled Ouyang Lai into the hut.

His father sat on the edge of the bed, and Ouyang Lai stood upright with his back against the wall.

The father frowned, lowered his voice and said, "Lailai, you are living with your father now, you have to be sensible, and you have to think about your father...."

"Aunt Xiaoou is now Dad's wife, you have to take care of her emotions, she is already very good to you, don't make her unhappy, okay?"

Ouyang Lai nodded again and again, but his eyes collided with sadness, and his tears kept pouring out like a flood, and he couldn't stop it: "I, I just miss my mother.... Father... Don't you want her? ”

Father's face froze, and his voice suddenly became weaker: "When people die, they die, there is nothing to remember...."

Ouyang Lai cried even more fiercely, fifteen-year-old she was not white at all, Yin Yin is her father, even if she is divorced father, how can you say that if you don't love, you won't love, if you don't want to, you won't want to, and even nostalgia has become a luxury...

Her mother didn't do anything wrong, why is this life short and tragic....

Seeing that she was crying even more fiercely, her father reached out and tugged her vigorously: "Why are you still crying?" Don't cry! ”

Ouyang Lai was dragged and staggered, almost not standing, only to see her stumble a few steps, and then put her back against the wall, tears covered her eyes, and she couldn't open them.

At this time, Aunt Xiaoou's voice came from outside the room: "What are you doing?" The rice is going to be cold! ”

The father glanced at Ouyang Lai complainingly, and went out by himself.

After her father left, Ouyang Lai plunged into the bed, no matter how hungry she was, she could no longer eat the tofu and braised pork cooked by her mother.....

In this kind of life, Ouyang Lai stayed up day and night.

Until one day, one Saturday, Ouyang Lai, who was still sleeping in the cabin, heard his father getting up in the living room.

There is the sound of pots and pans, and the smell of fried eggs.

Ouyang Lai glanced at the clock on the wall, it was only a quarter past 8.

Ouyang Lai hesitated to get up, but after thinking about it, his father would always come to call him after making breakfast.

So she waited in bed.

She heard the sound of Aunt Xiaoou getting up, and also heard the sound of Tongtong shouting "Dad", and then heard the sound of their family of three eating breakfast, followed by the back and forth steps, Tongtong excitedly read "Park, park play", and finally a "bang" The door closed.

There was silence in the room.

Ouyang Lai lay on his back on the bed like this, as if his soul had floated in the air.

It was as if at that moment, a girl who had not yet reached the age of 16 grew up overnight......

She is white, in this family, only she is superfluous, and her father is no longer her own......

It was also from that day that Ouyang Lai began to study hard, she wanted to be admitted to the best boarding high school, and she had to go to the best university, she wanted to leave this cold house, she wanted to enjoy loneliness, not be tormented by loneliness.....

Ouyang Lai remembered that from the day of her sixteenth birthday, she began to learn perseverance and indifference, put on a pair of impermeable armor, and from then on, she became a real orphan in this world.......