Chapter 1: The Wedge
The two heavy blue curtains that were next to each other did not completely cover the corresponding windows, and a gap of about 10 centimeters wide remained.
At night, when viewed through that gap, it looks like a bottomless sea. In the unbearable heat of summer, there is a sense of suffocating oppression.
This is in stark contrast to the bright lights in the house.
There was a large bed in the room, and a thin light blue sheet on a white sheet covered with daisies was ravaged and thrown haphazardly on the edge of the bed.
In the center of the bed is a clear plastic bag containing some old-fashioned pastries.
There was only one trash can next to the bed, and there was nothing in it.
There is a high chair opposite the bed with a neutral electric fan on top of it.
At this time, the electric fan was working with his maximum strength. The plastic bag containing the pastry blew up, making the only sound in the room.
And just across the plastic bag with the pastries, there was a girl who hugged herself.
The girl lowered her head, and her neat short wet hair was messily rubbed under the blowing of the electric fan.
A wide white nightdress unfittingly enveloped the girl's entire body. The wide neckline exposes the girl's deep collarbones and emaciated shoulders.
The girl's arms were tightly wrapped around her bent legs through her skirt. Lean your back against the back of the bed with your back against the pillow.
The wet bangs are split into four and drooped in front of the girl's forehead. The girl had a pair of beautiful almond eyes, but now they were red, and their black eyes reflected the bright light, but they were gloomy and unbright.
The girl was biting the nail of her right thumb, which had been bitten and bloodied, and the front of her thumb and her nail had become white.
It complemented the girl's pale lips.
The girl frowned and stared at the pastry in front of her.
Truth be told, these old-fashioned pastries don't look very tempting. On the contrary, there is a little cheapness.
These pastries are all powdery, yellow, white, and green, and you can see at a glance that they are all infected by the color of some low-cost pigments.
All of them were the size of half a hand, and they were unadorned, revealing their own shameful appearance.
Even the cake itself is densely packed with some large and small pores.
It looks even rougher, and it's not so pretty.
The pastries were still greasy, and the plastic bags were stained with his oil.
These colorful pastries just snuggled up to each other, and a few of them were deflated.
This was bought by the girl when she ran home at night and passed by the night market.
It was an open-air stall with no customers.
In the bustling night market, compared to the other stalls with a steady stream of customers, this unattended stall is even more deserted and inconspicuous.
However, when the girl passed by the stall, the pastries caught the girl's eye.
The girl couldn't move her steps for a moment, so she turned sideways, stared at the pastries, and stood in front of the stall for a long time.
After all, it was the stall owner who broke the situation: "Little girl, do you want to buy it or not?" ”
The girl was startled and struck a spirit.
She looked up at her boss.
Maybe it was the girl staring at the pastries for a long time, which made the boss angry.
The boss's eyes were full of suspicion and impatience.
The girl was suddenly embarrassed, and her face turned red in an instant, and even her ears were blushing.
The girl approached the stall and casually pointed to a few pastries, "I'll buy them." ”
The girl quickly paid the bill, picked up the pastry handed by the boss and ran away in a hurry......