Tonight's street market, as usual, the narrow streets, the dim lights, still can't stop the bustling bustle, but it can't arouse half of Xia Lian's enthusiasm.

Because he was afraid that Uncle Meng would be worried, he didn't say hello, and went straight to a place not far from the stall that couldn't even be illuminated by a street lamp, and curled up in the corner weakly with red and swollen eyes. I have no time to pay attention to the imminence of life, and I can't get out of my loneliness and indulgence in my own emotions.

Maybe it was because he cried too hard all the way, his head was splitting, he took out a lighter and cigarette case from his waist bag, skillfully lit a cigarette between his lips and teeth, and when he puffed to the unbearable bitterness, he was willing to spit out a faint smoke ring, swirling in the dim light, drifting farther and farther away with his heart, and finally drowning in the empty night, struggling to lose something, but suddenly found that he was so barren that he had nothing, and he wanted to grab something, and it was a futile effort to stretch out his hands.

His eyes closed weakly, followed by a soft sigh and a sneer with mixed feelings. Thinking of the rash marriage proposal that Yin Tian had known for three days, Xia Lian felt that she must have had a bad brain or been blinded by lard at that time, so she would believe in the legend of the black swan meeting Prince Charming, and nodded without asking, thinking that happiness fell from the sky, but she turned around and was thrown into the abyss. Sure enough, there can't be a little greed in feelings, otherwise retribution will come abruptly sooner or later, like her, who was hidden in her marriage and was unknown, together with Zimo, she became an existence that even Yintian's parents didn't know about. Of course, Zimo was just an accident, and it was Yin Tianyi's mistake by accidentally making a mistake by Li Dai.

I still remember the night when she was taken to the wedding room by Yin Tian after receiving the certificate, the owner excused herself and left the room. At that moment, she regretted it, if she hadn't recklessly ripped off a marriage contract, she might have fled, but if she was **, what choice was there. So, servilely, in response to all the requests of Yintian, he took the initiative to resign from Hairun, confined to a cold marriage, and never went out of the boundary where he drew the ground as a prison, except for the occasional data transmission with the Shengqin Group twice. At that time, the reason given by Yin Tian was that there were not enough people, even if she was pregnant.

When it comes to pregnancy, it's like a dream, and it's a nightmare that still haunts me when I think about it. In the early morning of two months after the marriage, Yin Tian, who rarely appeared, smashed open the door full of alcohol, and asked her why she wanted to marry him with scarlet in her eyes. She was stupid, she froze there and didn't know how to answer, she wanted to say some beautiful love words to make him happy, but she couldn't say anything, so Yin Tian was furious, locked her throat like crazy and forced her into a corner, confusing her and another woman's name, asking questions over and over again, and using all the foul language over and over again, until finally she did her husband in the name of marriage. That night, he was like a beast breaking through the trap, hot and cold, and he ran through her body again and again, despite the desperate resistance and pleading of those under him. At that moment, she cursed herself that she might as well die, she wanted everything, but she couldn't keep anything, not even herself.

"The card on the table is kept for your living expenses! No passwords! At dawn, Yin Tian's usual indifferent and cold voice sounded outside the locked bathroom, "Don't worry, I will quit drinking in the future!" Then there was a "bang" of the door closing, and she shivered.

The lower body is constantly oozing red, tearing and hurting, but the injured person can't cry, and the grief is greater than the death of the heart, at that time, she was. When he woke up and wanted to divorce, he couldn't contact Yin Tian, and the days passed day after day, delayed.

Then, the menstrual period did not come, and she became pregnant. At first, she was not very welcoming to the arrival of this little life, and even went to the hospital to want to have an abortion. It's providence, in the long queue at the outpatient registration office, there is just behind a young mother with a baby in her arms, and the baby boy who is about six or seven months old is lying on his mother's shoulder, looking at her face to face, and every time his eyes meet, he will always grin at her. That smile melted her heart......

The days when he returned to his dwelling were peaceful. Yin Tian fulfilled his promise and never appeared again until she had a difficult birth and needed the signature of her family, and she was seen in the hospital after several twists and turns.

In fact, regarding Yintian, love is not love, hate or not hate, it cannot be denied. I have imagined countless times that if the original suitor was plain and ragged, she would still agree, the answer is no, so she doesn't love him, as now, maybe she doesn't hate him that much at all. What I have always been unwilling to forgive in my heart is that I am right, it is the ignorance and vanity greed of the girl Huaichun who buried her ten years, and it is she who has to fill the vacancy of Yintian's loneliness and emptiness, thinking that the place where the handsome and golden man is will be in spring......

"Girl, take two packs of balls!" At the stall opposite, someone shouted to her through the darkness, not loud, but it sounded very clearly in the street where peace had been restored.

I heard the older voice, but the person hiding in the corner was still motionless, and even deliberately shrank back into the corner, as if he was afraid of being discovered. When loneliness becomes precious, tonight, she just wants to be extravagant once, just once, it is a memorial, a tribute to the bitter fruit brewed by less than a little thing, a tribute to the dark years when there are illusions but after all, the bamboo basket is empty, and all the past is self-reliant......

"Girl......" thought that Xia Lian didn't hear it, and the other party raised her voice and called again. The hands are not idle, constantly slapping the paving countertop, the rhythm is tight, and the sound is clattering.

Afraid that the paving would fall apart, Xia Lian had to get up and rush over, and saw an old couple with gray hair, and couldn't help but feel a little sorry: "Grandma, do you want two bags of balls?" Which one? She confirmed. Self-operated, almost grocery stores, mostly based on the single purchase of nearby residents, rarely "wholesale", and recently neglected to purchase, some goods are temporarily out of stock or a small amount, and business is even more deserted. Two packs, which is considered a big customer.

"Ouch...... Nong, the little girl, thought that Nong's ears were not good and ......" quite dissatisfied, the grandmother turned on the blame mode, "It turns out that I don't pay attention to people when I hear it...... No wonder ......" In the middle of the conversation, the grandfather next to him poked grandma's elbow in time, and grandma subconsciously stopped.

"Excuse me...... Grandma ......, "It's not to blame for many people, she apologized again and again."

"How do you sell it?" Grandma seems to have been spoiled by her grandfather, and she is willful like a child.

"Grandma, five dollars a piece, here is a pack of ten, two packs of twenty, a hundred yuan!" Picking up the two small bags on the pavement, Xia Lian explained succinctly, after all, one hundred yuan is not a small amount, and she can't help but worry that the old man will regret it tomorrow and blame her for cheating.

However, if you don't say it, it will make the old man even more unhappy: "Stupid is stupid...... Who wants you this? "There was another chatter," I said two large bags...... "Grandma said, pointing to the two large woven bags on the floor.

"This?" Looking around, there were already sparse people from the street to the end of the street, and Xia Lian seriously suspected that the old couple was sleepwalking.

"Yes......" Grandpa stood beside him silently, and Grandma was obviously a little impatient and impatient.

"Grandma...... It's two big bags ......" she swallowed, and she kindly reminded.

"You know...... grandma's voice raised an octave, "you little girl, do you see that my old woman can't afford it?" ”

"No, grandma...... I'm afraid that you won't have a place to put ...... at home", and I feel speechless, what if grandma says that she thinks her family is small? It's just too much to say and so wrong.

"Nannan, you are young, so annoying......" The old man is still strong, but he just wanted to count down, and suddenly he was crossed by something, and in a blink of an eye, he was full of joy, "Forget it, my good grandson likes it, it's good to ......" That's it, although it is a little difficult, but also a little cute, and she, thanks to the blessing of her grandmother's good grandson, also escaped a catastrophe. Based on age, it is not wrong that it should be a great-grandchild, she guessed wildly.

"Alright, Grandma!" With a horizontal heart, Xia Lian finally stopped obstructing, since the old man insisted on buying, naturally he couldn't let the cooked duck fly away after a circle in front of him, "Sell a single five yuan, a small package of ten is Wu Shiyuan, a large package of twenty small bags is a thousand yuan, and two large bags are a total of two thousand yuan...... After speaking, he pursed his lips, a little weak and a little expectant waiting for the old man's decision. Having said that taking so much money to buy these things at once is indeed a bit arrogant, a local tyrant, but it is also completely in line with grandma's style of acting. Although he has tried his best to restrain the little joy in his heart, he unconsciously holds back a smile on his face.

And the old man was not ambiguous, without blinking his eyes, he neatly counted twenty hundred-yuan bills from the small bag he carried, and then slapped them on the stall with a "snap": "......" Grandma rarely kindly motioned her to put it away.

Such a big business is tantamount to a timely rain for her, but in the face of the two old men, even if she adheres to the principle of small profits and quick turnover, she is also uneasy: "Grandpa......" stuck there staring at the stack of banknotes in front of him, although his eyes gradually glowed green, but he wanted to take it but did not dare to take it, so he could only turn to another old man for help, and a "grandpa" shouted very intimately.

"Collect the ......" is not a family, not entering a family, and grandpa is so bold.

"Or else...... You take back two hundred ......," Xia Lian said, pulling out two large bills and trying to stuff them into her grandfather, but her grandmother cut them off halfway and threw them back to their original places.

"My old woman doesn't rely on the old to sell the old and take advantage of you...... grandma's face is comparable to a June day, and the clear sky and lightning and thunder are simply seamless.

Xia Lian snickered, the knife mouth tofu heart is not like this, today is considered to have seen it: "Then I will help you send it ......home" Although the thing is not heavy, it is huge, and the lights in the old city are dim, she is not at ease.

"We're out of use enough to hold two bags?" He turned his head and asked Grandpa, who was angry again.

"Carry it......," Grandpa chimed in.

"Oh......" couldn't be provoked, she didn't dare to say more. Consciously taking a step back, Ren Erlao hung the bag on his arm and left on his own. From a distance, although the figures of the two people are a little rickety due to their age, their steps are steady, and she is much more at ease; is also because this "big business" is much more practical, at least temporarily.

Sitting on the small cushion in front of the paving, with her knees slightly bent, Xia Lian couldn't help but light another cigarette, which was counted as a celebration......

In life, when there is nothing to ask for, luck is inadvertently patronized......

She smiled, brightly......