Bai Bingyang naively thought that Kite Qianli would be moved by the help of the police, or seek help from the police to cure her family's alcoholic **.

In this way, life will at least be better.

Although Bai Bingyang has been in Jincheng for three years, although his salary has passed, he does not have a house of his own.

First, the housing prices in Jincheng are high, and secondly, his social security is less than two years, so it is not easy to buy a house in Jincheng. Therefore, he can't help Kite Qianli, so he can only understand her actual situation by visiting her family.

After Kite Qianli returned home, she heard the man's irritable and angry yelling and scolding from the alley, and she had already guessed that her father was drunk again.

Every time he went to gamble and lost, he went to drink on credit, and when he came back after drinking, his six relatives did not recognize him, and he would beat anyone who was not pleasing to his eyes.

The antecedents in their mouths are not because of their mother, but because of Kite Qianli's father. He made a mistake and blamed all the sins on the weak woman.

Kite Qianli hated this man from the bottom of her heart.

In the same way, she hated her mother.

knew that this man was not good to her, and she had to beg around him for nothing, help him pay back the money, and do his laundry and cooking. was beaten, a person cried silently, and after crying, he was like a nobody.

Kite Qianli's annoyance and distress, just like the four seasons, keep alternating, going through year after year.

She didn't know whether to go in or leave, and she had to endure the sharp sarcasm of men, rough abuse, and even beatings, and if she didn't go in or out, her mother was afraid that she would only have half her life left to torture.

Kite Qianli walked out of the alley with two extracurricular books in her pocket, and after walking a few steps, she heard the sound of beating, scolding and crying mixed together and burrowed into her ears. She was very repulsed, didn't want to listen, covered her ears and ran out.

Until, when the man threw the woman out of the alley and scolded her for when to give him the money so that she could go home, Kite Qianli stopped.

The rain was pouring down, blurring everything.

Including the woman's painful life.

Kite Qianli knew that she was going to see them again.

What they were, Kite Qianli really didn't know, but she felt that these masked people who existed like illusions would appear in front of her in another way sooner or later.

Kite Qianli ran over to help the woman up, saw that there were a lot of bruises on her face, a piece of skin was wiped off her forehead, her indifferent eyes shook slightly, and she felt out the only band-aid on her body.

Kite Qianli often prepares these.

The woman wiped her tears and explained spinelessly: "Your dad drank too much again." ”

Kite Qianli knew that she was unproductive, and she couldn't do without that man in her life. Therefore, she did not persuade her a long time ago. She took two hundred dollars out of her trouser bag and put it in her hand, and said, "I don't want to see you sleep on the street like a beggar again." ”

Kite Qianli flicked her long braid and walked away in style.

The woman chased after her and said eagerly, "Where are you going?" It's dark. Qianli, Qianli! ”

Kite Qianli didn't answer her, this question was too profound, she didn't know where she came from and where she was going.

Once upon a time, Kite Qianli had a friend. When she first met her, she noticed that she had a lot of scars on her wrists. One by one, densely packed, covering the entire arm.

Later, she became friends with her, and after getting to know her better, I learned that she not only had it on her hands, but also on her legs.

Her life is much more tragic than Kite Qianli, every time she is stimulated, she can't solve it, she will hide in a dark corner and scratch herself with a knife. The more it hurts, the more excited she gets.

At that time, Kite Qianli didn't understand why she tortured herself. What good is torturing yourself for yourself?

Kite Qianli enlightened her, asking her to be like her, whenever she wants to open up, don't choose to escape when she encounters problems, but have the courage to look directly.

One day, the girl suddenly took the initiative to smile at her, saying that she had figured it out, and Kite Qianli was happy for a while, thinking that she had become her life coach, but the next day, the girl left.

Kite Qianli's taciturn is partly influenced by her.

Although the clouds in Jincheng are the most flooded, it is hibiscus flowers.

In the April season, you can see hibiscus everywhere you go. They are not as elegant and fragrant as peonies, but they are very vigorous, and as long as the climate is mild, they will be flooded.

In the streets and alleys, you can smell a thick and stuffy smell.

The only hibiscus tree of a different kind has been attacked by its kind. It's as if being different is a mistake.

She slept on the tallest hibiscus tree in the school. This tree is the key protection object of the school, just like the school grass Zuonan. It is said that the principal cultivated and transplanted it from a certain gene bank, and the age of the variety is a bit old, probably hundreds of years ago.

There is no need to be particular about whether it is true or not, it is indeed different from other ordinary hibiscus.

An ordinary hibiscus tree, which is generally three meters high, is very good, it is eight meters high, and its branches are thick and vigorous. The flower color is all purple pink, and when it blooms at night, it will reveal a faint and unique fragrance.

This tree was separated by the principal, relying on the library, and every time Kite Qianli went to the library to read a book, she would secretly jump directly from the fourth floor to the branch that extended to the windowsill, and climb up along it.

Sleep on it during the day and at night.

If it rains, take refuge in the library.

The early morning sun shone on the side face of Kite Qianli, and the immature face was a little calmer.

She, like Fleur, exudes a unique charm.

The harsh sunlight pierced through the flowers and leaves and shone on her face. Kite Qianli reached out to touch the sunlight and got up lazily.

"Awake?"

Kite Qianli was stunned for a moment, turned her head sideways, and noticed the person sitting on the trunk.

Left South.

"When did the class leader learn not to obey the fatwa?"

"The headmaster asked me to find out who broke the hibiscus tree."

"If you want to tell the truth, you can tell it, you don't have to come and tell me."

Kite Qianli sat up, looking indifferent.

"Gu Nuan woke up."

Kite Qianli was slightly startled, and her expression returned to indifference.

"It doesn't seem like it's your business."

"Qianli, is it necessary for you to speak like this? Don't I have any trust in you? ”

"I'm sorry, I've never cared about anyone."

Zuo Nan pursed his lips: "Okay, when I'm full." ”

…

Kite Qianli went to the hospital to visit Gu Nuan.

To be honest, she didn't want to make this trip either.

Because the matter involves her and her mother, the school's mouthpieces are refreshing her cognition at any time, and if she doesn't figure things out, she will have to take the blame.

Yuan Wei quarreled with the relatives of the Gu family, saying that his wife was working as a nanny in the Gu family, and it didn't matter if he didn't pay his salary, there was such a big fire, and he was not in charge, so he had to compensate for mental damages. The Gu family had an argument with him and made a big fuss in the hospital.

The police officer in charge of Gu's case came to the hospital to adjust, and Yuan Wei got 500 yuan in compensation, so he scolded and left.

Kite Qianli dodged them and entered the hospital bed next door to Gu Nuan.