Chapter 122: Wine Accompaniment

In the KTV, Luo Qiong clapped her hands, gently shook her body with the rhythm of the music, and tried her best to make a good fan posture addicted to music, it is precisely because of this that no one cares whether she is on stage or not. No matter what level of singer you are, you need fans who are good at listening in order to better develop your talent, don't you?

In the other corner of the room, Lori's mother was whispering to the nurse, who was not good at singing.

"I heard that your mother forced you to go on a blind date again, what is the object this time?"

"How? I don't have to pick a good one at all, it's still the last one. ”

"So, your mother likes him very much."

"What's the use of just liking her, the person who wants to marry is me, and the person who wants to live with that person for the rest of my life is also me, not my mother. I don't like that man, it's as simple as that, but my mother just doesn't open up, saying that a filial man is the best. I think she is infatuated with the man's low eyebrows and ears to his mother, but even filial piety is classified. A man who is only filial to his parents, a man who lives to be nearly thirty years old, still listens to his mother like a puppet. I don't like him. ”

"How can you say that?" Little Lori's mother complained kissively.

"How can you say that, you didn't see that man's posture, it looks like only his parents are parents, and my parents are just fat sheep, it's really unhappy. Saying that he only married a girl who had no brothers, and before he got married, he was worried about the little money of his father-in-law and mother-in-law, he was really not a thing. ”

He took a low breath, glanced at his daughter, and saw that she was being held in her father's arms and singing "You Are the Most Precious", so he whispered: "You are only 26 years old, and you have only graduated for a few years and worked for a few years." You're still young, and you still have a lot of time to choose slowly, so there's no need to rush at all. Why is your mother in such a hurry, I remember that man was the first person you met on a blind date. ”

Speaking of which, the little nurse was out of breath. "Yes, I'm very young, by today's standards. However, my mother did not implement it according to the current standard, she said according to the old standard, saying that a woman is sixteen is a (stone skin) melon, and after the age of sixteen, a woman should be ready to marry. Saying that I had been married ten years late, that I had mistaken people in college, that I was too busy with my work, that if she didn't pay attention to my affairs again, I would be lonely and old or something. It's too much......"

Seeing that the other party was obviously excited, Little Lori's mother hurriedly stopped her. "Don't do that, she's your mother. It's not easy for parents to give birth. Didn't you talk to her about your feelings, and let her know what you really think?"

The little nurse flattened her mouth without hesitation, "I have talked about it, but the more my dearest mother talked, the more she became frightened, saying that the reason why I had such thoughts was entirely because of my immature relationship. She said that she didn't worry about me being so immature, walking with a man she didn't approve, and she must watch me hold hands with the honesty and reliability she recognized, so that she could have no worries in this life. ”

Speaking of this, the little nurse's expression really looked like she was drenching in blood.

Looking at Yao Jing, who was bouncing around the microphone, Luo Qiong sighed softly, another victim of forced marriage by her parents. She knew what it was like. When will the parents of the Celestial Empire not force their children to marry, and when will the parents of the Chinese nationality not excessively encroach on their children's lives?

For a while, Luo Qiong's heart was full of sadness, you must know that she was a girl who was forced to marry by her mother and had nothing to rely on.

At the end of Yao Jing's song in the audience, everyone raised their glasses to pay tribute to her, and then the next song was also her singing and dancing. Because she is an out-and-out rotten girl and otaku (anime fan), she sings a large proportion of the various Japanese anime theme songs, at least from these songs, Yao Jing shows her trilingual talent. But such a girl, in the eyes of the old-fashioned mother, is useless except to marry.

Ability is not dependent, victory is not glory, only the man who sleeps next to you is everything to you.

Woman, until the end of your name does not mean sorrow.

Immediately following the previous song, there is a song called the Immortal Divine Comedy in anime fans "Cruel Angel's Action Plan", before today, Luo Qiong heard two versions of this song from Yao Jing, the original song Yoko Takahashi, and Hatsune Miku's version. She likes Takahashi more than Hatsune. And now, Yao Jing's interpretation is undoubtedly close to the original song, and she is so domineering.

Indulge in the pain of being forced to marry by her mother's means.

"The dream ideal that is constantly being pursued

But even fate is not autonomous

Poor eyes

Someday you'll find out

Behind your back, there is

Born to fly into the endless future

Presence of wings......

Finally flew out of the window

Burst with warm emotions

Along with the memories, they are also lost with the wind......"

Su Ri'an couldn't understand Japanese, but because he had read the Chinese version in advance, Luo Qiong knew the meaning of the song. So, once again, she was lost in the lyrics.

Wings, do I have wings too?

Will one day, even if I am as small as I am, be able to fly out of the window and escape from my mother's terrible confinement?

At the end of the song, there was another round of raising wine glasses, and this time Luo Qiong, who was no longer subtle, directly gave Yao Jing a hug. Just like the most loyal fans hugging their idols, they shed tears to embrace the girl who has the same fate as themselves, but is far luckier than themselves.

At least Yao Jing has herself behind her, and she applauds her strongly, and she Luo Qiong, her name is even among blood relatives, and some people don't remember it. Because her mother's closure of her personal world is so terrible. Even at the annual New Year's party, she could only glance at her relatives from a distance, and there was absolutely no chance of direct contact.

For a while, the emotions rippling in Luo Qiong's heart were sadness and pain, but more were longing.

I hope that one day, I can fly high like a cruel angel.

After a new round of wheat grabbing action, Yao Jing won again, and a woman with grief and indignation was so strong.

Although she apologized to the little Lori who pouted and expressed her dissatisfaction, Yao Jing would not hand over the microphone she had gunned, but said to the little Lori seriously: "You know, girl, life is a competition." Even if you are as fragile as you, if you don't work hard and give full play to your abilities without reservation, then you are doomed to not be loved. ”

Yao Jing shook the microphone proudly.

The next song is the more intense "Red Lotus's Bow and Arrow", which is still a Japanese song.

"The nameless flower of life has been brutally trampled on

The bird that once fell to the ground was anxiously waiting for the wind to rise

Keeping your head down in prayer won't change anything

If you want to make a difference, you have to rise up and fight

We walked past the corpses

Laugh at this pig who will attack

The tranquility of domestic animals, the prosperity of hypocrisy

The hungry wolf would rather die than be free!

……

It is not the tools or techniques that are needed to slaughter the prey

It's just your own determination to sharpen ......"

It can be expected that Luo Qiong was really sung and cried this time. The tranquility of the livestock, the hypocritical prosperity, is much like the life she once had.

In my ears, at this moment, there was a whisper of my mother. Luo Qiong, you are happy, because you have always lived close to your mother. Look, Luo Qiong, do you feel honored and happy to have a great mother like me?

Whenever her mother said this, no matter how unwilling she was in her heart, Luo Qiong had to be grateful, otherwise she would be greeted with direct violence with death as the lower limit.

Why don't you die and say what you really think?

Why succumb to violence again and again?

Why did he give in so easily?

But, Mother, that's Mother. A mother who never dies and never lets go while she is still alive.

Because of the humiliation of being captive, he also fought back.

Do you want her to kill her own mother—

She stood up with a bang, and she could no longer control her personal emotions, so she rushed out with tears in her eyes.

If she can't do it, she will never be able to do something like the terrible murder of her mother. As Xi commented on her, Luo Qiong, you are a gentle person, and it is far easier for you to hurt yourself than to hurt others.

Yes, Xi, you're right.

I'm such a mud that can't be painted on the wall, so to this day, I still don't have the courage to see you again.

Standing in front of the mirror in the public bathroom, Luo Qiong tried her best to control her emotions. If another day, she returns to her mother happily or unlucky, and if she is imprisoned by her mother again, then this time her choice is definitely death.

Because mother is the kind of person who will absolutely hold on to her as long as she has a breath, and she can't do anything like killing her mother. So, the only way in front of you is to kill yourself.

This time, she would rather die than go to prison again.

At the door of the public bathroom, Zhen Yan stood there with her hands crossed, and it was really just like what Wang Aiyi said, this girl really wouldn't do anything for her except to ensure that she wouldn't be killed by others.

That's all it takes, though.

I wiped my tears with a tissue, took out the powder, and touched up my makeup not very skillfully.

No matter what kind of danger she is about to face when she stays in Sun Xiaoyou's body, it will be sweet for her Luo Qiong's own life. Relative to the terrible, decaying and static life of living with my mother. Like those days, although they were still alive, they were unfortunately sold by their parents to be martyred by rich families, and they were wrapped in quilts and stuffed into coffins, and they had to wait in endless silence and fear for death to finally come.

At least for now, in Sun Xiaoyou's body, time is flowing and the soul is free.

The one who hurts and wants to plot against her is not the mother who represents the source of life.

Then, she remembered the words of her middle school teacher: "Girl, be strong, be strong enough that two people can hurt you if you are free in this world." One is yourself, and the other is the person you love dearly. Aside from these two, don't let anyone else really hurt you. ”

In the corner of the hallway, there was a familiar and delicate figure, lying there vomiting wildly at the garbage can. Judging from the person's route, he wanted to go to the public bathroom to solve his personal problems just like himself, but it was obvious that this overdrunk teenager did not have the strength to go anywhere. At this time, even kneeling and vomiting, his body was trembling slightly.

This teenager has already shown obvious alcoholism.

He, isn't he the boy who provided Luo Qiong with a banquet after the auction?

Because he was about three or four minutes drunk, and the light was really dim, it took Luo Qiong a while to see the person in front of him clearly. Just as he was about to do something, a middle-aged man rushed out of the private room on the side, and said the three-character scripture to the young man violently: "What are you doing, little mongrel, do you mean to be lazy?" Believe it or not, uncle, I'll chop you up in minutes. ”

Although the whole world was still shaking, although he couldn't even kneel on his knees, the boy still shook his head strongly, trying to force himself to return to the private room. Even if he goes, he will really drown in the wine glass.

However, at this time, Luo Qiong took a big stride forward and blocked him behind.