The truth is going around like this, when you think the truth has been revealed in front of you, the truth is slapped in the face and caught off guard.

If you are not afraid of the cruelty of criminals, you are afraid that criminals have intelligence.

Of course, the strong have their own strong players.

The door of room 1502 was opened, which may not seem surprising to Yunhai, but in Qi Nan's opinion, it was quite surprising.

When he saw Tong Yan and Bai Mei sleeping in the room, Qi Nan had an incredible face.

Fade away from the reserve of the day, tear off the veil of covering, the star of dreams, this is still a place where many people are drunk and dreaming of death.

The tall and handsome bartender is performing fancy bartending, and his movements are chic and cool.

When Xiao Mo and Yun Hai appeared in front of the bar, the work at hand did not stop, and his face was still unfazed, with a professional smile.

The good-looking skins are the same, and the evil souls are one in a thousand.

Tong Yan and Wang Jian, two people who seem to be incompatible, but there is an unknown side hidden inside.

Adler said that the lucky people are healed by childhood all their lives; Unfortunate people, who spend their whole lives healing childhood.

This life is also growing, and some potential influences and traumas can be constantly overcome and healed through practice and reflection in the process of growth. Although it is hard, there will be. Your efforts, your ascension, throughout your life are just healing the mark left on you by your childhood.

Some pain you can say is for self-growth, you tell yourself, it's okay, I have met a better self. Yes, we can always find a reason to justify ourselves.

However, there are some pains that we are powerless to change, and we are desperately trying to find a reason to justify it. It has been shattered, and collapse is inevitable.

Tong Yan and Bai Mei were poured with white wine with sleeping pills by Wang Jian and fell into a coma.

When he woke up in the hospital, Tong Yan was very calm, he said that since every time he got Luo Minmin away, he knew that there would be such a day.

He's been waiting too.

A good-looking and somewhat perverted face, extremely calm.

The sunlight reflected on him outside the window of the hospital room, which was so beautiful that he seemed to be telling someone else's story.

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Before the age of six, I was okay, although my father was always unreliable, but I had the love of my grandparents and mother.

Although they didn't give me a good material life, I never lacked it in terms of emotions.

Ever since my grandparents died, my life has been irreversible.

At first, I comforted myself in my heart that even if my grandparents who loved me the most were gone, I would at least still love my mother.

I often compare myself to the little fat on the other floor, although his family lacks everything, he only lacks a mother. A child with a mother is like a treasure, and a child without a mother is like a grass.

When I was young, nothing mattered.

But in the end, even the point of self-comfort became weak, and since my father had brought a woman back from outside, even the last point of support had collapsed.

It doesn't matter to me what kind of life I have when I'm young, as long as I have my mother by my side.

After her mother was kicked out of the house by her father, she had to get herself to live in two low utility rooms.

Where my mother is there, it's home, and of course I have to follow her. That father, who had played a dispensable role in my life, was able to leave him, and I was glad that at least I wouldn't be beaten up by him when he was drunk.

The utility room is cold in winter and hot in summer, but my mother is tidy. I started elementary school, and every day after school, when I walked into the alley with my school bag on my back, I could see my mother's pancake stand at a glance.

My mother's hometown is from the north, and the pancakes she makes are delicious.

She greeted me with a smile and handed me a pancake with two eggs, which I nibbled on at that time, and I was very satisfied.

Especially Erfat, when he watched me gnaw on pancakes with greedy eyes, he always said.

"Luo Yan, I really envy you for having a mother who can spread pancakes."

One day, when I came home, my mother took out a divorce certificate and told me that she would be the only one with me.

After that day, I didn't have the surname Luo anymore, and I was happy because that surname was worthless in my eyes.

When my mother stopped putting pancakes, I don't know when all kinds of men came in and out of the house.

There was a time when the most frequent patron of our house was the fierce-looking old bachelor in the village.

Every time I see him grinning and walking out of the threshold of my house with a mouthful of smoky teeth, I want to throw up.

In the beginning, my mother took care of me, and all kinds of men always patronized her business after I went to school.

Later, she didn't care about it, and many times, when I came home from school, the door was locked from the inside.

I had to crouch in front of the rocks in front of the door and do my homework.

Day after day, year after year, I don't know when this kind of day is a head.

Soon, I was in sixth grade.

That day, I got into a fight with my classmates at school.

It's just because he scolded my mother for being a broken shoe and came out to sell it, and I was living on the money my mother sold her body to.

Actually, I should have been used to it for a long time, and it wasn't a day or two for my classmates to point fingers behind my back.

At school I didn't have any friends, I didn't have a tablemate, and none of my classmates wanted to sit with me, and they hated me for being dirty.

But that day, the emotions that had been pent up in my heart for a long time finally poured out uncontrollably, and the boy was beaten by me and his nose and face were swollen.

The teacher told me to make sure I had to invite my parents to school the next day.

And after I got out of school, there was no accident, the door of the room was locked, I kicked the door with my foot, and it was my mother's loud voice yelling at me, scolding me, telling me to get out of the way.

When she was young, she was gentle, a very quiet woman, and life was like a knife, carving a beautiful woman into a hideous appearance.

In fact, I have that kind of thought in my heart for more than a day or two, no matter what method I use, to make this kind of life disappear completely.

I ran into the kitchen and got a lighter, and through the small window of the room, I saw the shameful scene.

If I had hesitated a little before, nothing could stop me from doing so at that moment.

I lit the windswept curtains and poured a bucket of oil on them. Then bolted the door from the outside.

That barrel of oil was put in the kitchen by Luo Damao, ready to give him the oil for the rotten motorcycle.

On that day, the wind was very strong, and the fire licked the oil and took advantage of the wind to instantly soar.

The iron door shook and clanged, and through the crack in the window, my mother desperately called my name and told me to open the door.

I stood motionless not far away, watching the flames catch fire first on the man's hair, then on the woman's.

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