The morning sky was slightly bright, the stars were receding into the night sky, and the moon was nowhere to be seen. The crisp morning breeze blew through the overlapping mountains and came to a small village.

At this time, the streets were sparsely populated, and many people were still asleep. But some people have already woken up early and are busy in the fields, and from time to time you can still hear the creaking of tricycles and the crowing of chickens.

The sun rose over a hill in the east, slowly peeking out of its corners, and the warm sunlight shone through the houses of the village, and through the windows on the body of a little girl who looked like she was fourteen or fifteen years old lying on the bed.

Min Lian felt the sun illuminating her face a little hot, and her consciousness was still a little blurry, she opened her eyes slightly, and some dazzling sunlight shone through her long eyelashes into the eyes with dark brown pupils.

She was born good-looking, with a somewhat fat face and round face, fleshy, and I don't know if it's baby fat or because of gluttony. The chubby face with a pair of smart eyes, a small nose and a small mouth are even better.

There was originally a mole on the lower right corner of the right eye, but she had removed it, but there were still some faint traces there.

Subconsciously squinted her eyes, she had just woken up with some confusion in her eyes, and after getting used to it for a while, one hand reached out to the table next to the bed and fumbled for a mobile phone that kept ringing.

After finding the phone, he propped himself up from the bed with his other hand, unplugged the phone from the charger and looked at the time, five o'clock in the morning.

Because the summer nights in Huayu City are very cold, she sleeps under the quilt at night. But it was very hot in the morning, so when she woke up, she kicked the quilt aside as soon as possible.

The eyelids drooped uncontrollably, and finally closed them again, turned off the mobile phone and put it on the table, and lay on the bed again with a plop, with his head resting on his left hand, and his waist-length long black hair scattered on the bed at will.

When she woke up again, it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon. She followed the sunlight and looked out the window at the sky: the sky was cloudless, and the afternoon sun was shining, as if it was bright but extraordinary... Hot.

Min Lian usually likes to stay at home. Besides, it's hot outside today, and she doesn't want to be dried alive.

Stretched, got up and got out of bed. She didn't tie her hair when she slept, and she didn't have the habit of sleeping in pajamas, her hair was scattered, and it was a little messy and scattered on her body as she got up.

She picked up the comb and rubber band on the table, combed it with the comb a few times, tied the rubber band, picked up her mobile phone and came to the living room, thinking about what to do, so she went to the door to take a look.

Her house has two floors. The living room, kitchen and bathroom are all on the ground floor.

In front of the gate is a vacant lot fenced off by her home. Half of it is a flat concrete floor, the other half is dirt and some roses are planted. Now it is blooming, like a delicate beauty with thorns.

It's a pity that there are a few places on the top of the flower where the flowers should be blooming, but there are no flowers in this abrupt place, leaving only a few empty flower branches.

A little further on is a small stream, from which the noise of children comes from. You can also see them holding a few bright roses floating in the water.

The grass didn't help pull out a single one, but the flowers were not picked less.

There was no expression on Min Lian's face, and he secretly cursed in his heart. She hadn't stopped her before, and she had told her not to pick the child, and then secretly picked it while she wasn't there. The parents didn't stop them when they saw it, and some even picked a few.

And often said bad things about her, because she didn't like to talk before, and when they saw that she was a bully, they often bullied her and said bad things in front of her, and they didn't return her things that they stole from her.

Later, she sued their parents one by one, but they still refused to admit it. She still remembers being so angry that she punched one of them on the head.

At that time, she was only eight or nine years old.

Although they scolded her more frequently afterwards, and even provoked her from afar when they saw her there, they didn't dare to bully her. She was a little angry at first, but then she didn't care about it.

The second floor is where her sister Fumo lives, and she lives on the first floor.

The sun was really hot, and the sun stabbed her eyes. When she got up, her mouth was a little dry, and she walked back to the living room to pour herself a glass of water.

As soon as she took a sip and thought about what to do, she wondered if she should go to her sister's room on the second floor.

Her sister's name is Fumo, and she is not at home most of the time, and she doesn't know where she has gone.

In the past, Fumo often accompanied her, and the relationship between the two was very good, but then she became busier and busier, because Lishan and her had no common topic, both of them were not sticky, and gradually the relationship between the two people faded.

The stairs to the second floor are not far and the living room is only a wall away.

Fu Mo said that she would try not to go to the second floor if she could, and that she could not enter her room without her permission, and she did so.

Try not to go to the second floor, but not to the second floor. Just don't go to her room.

So she drank the water from the glass, took another glass, and walked to the second floor, and the stairs came to the second floor.

The entrance is a floor-to-ceiling window, and outside the floor-to-ceiling window is a small balcony. On the left-hand side is a clean and tidy living room, usually by yourself or entertaining people who are more familiar. On the right is my sister's room, and in front of the room is a corridor. There is a window on the left wall of the hallway, where you can see the outside.

When you go up to the second floor, you can turn to the right to see the hallway, where you can see through the window on the right wall what the inside of her sister's room is like.

When she reached the second floor, she first looked into the hallway to the right. The corridor was very clean, and I didn't put anything because I was afraid of hindering myself and others from walking. At the end of the hallway hangs a picture frame on the wall, and in the frame is a picture.

A girl sits on a bench and holds a little girl.

The little girl in the photo is well-behaved and cute, wearing a white shirt and black pants, and looks like she is about five or six years old. A chubby face is also good-looking, and some of them are shy and are held by a girl.

The girl was about nineteen years old, and she was very good-looking.

There are a pair of Ruifeng eyes, the eyes are calm and gentle, the upper and lower lips are relatively thin, the nose bridge is straight, the facial contours are also angular, the expression is gentle with a hint of youthful youth, and there is a gentle smile on the face.

Wearing a white coat with what seems to be written on it. But ten years later, the words on it have become a little blurred, and you can still vaguely see the words "laboratory" on it.

This photo is a group photo of nineteen-year-old Fu Mo and her when she was still five years old.