In the civilian residential area of an economic development zone in Qingcheng, the low and decaying small buildings are crowded together one after another, and rental houses made of plywood can be seen everywhere. Black high-voltage wires and ordinary wires are staggered and shuttled in the housing area, and from the sky, it looks like a black hunter's net, captive the people at the bottom here.

Turning into the narrow alley, the gray walls are printed with all kinds of small advertisements, there are ink prints, stickers, gas sellers, recruiters, and rich daughters who seek children with high salaries......

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IGHT, don't be afraid, I won't bear to leave......" The melodious singing voice resounded in the noisy residential area, the source of the sound came from a sixteen-year-old girl, who was sitting on the roof of a house with her knees crossed, ignoring the lumps of dust beneath her, looking up at the sky through the wires, the sun was a little dazzling today.

She lifted her palms slightly, trying to block out the bright light, only to find that her hands, which were only skin and bone, could not do such a simple thing. The singing continued, and a man and a woman were arguing about something downstairs across a cement slab.

"Wei Xianming, I can't live this day, divorce." The woman's heart-rending roar reached the ears of the little girl on the roof, and the girl shuddered for a moment, and then regained clarity in her eyes.

"Divorce? You say divorce, divorce? So what about Ziyu? What should I do? "The man is desperate to keep it, you don't need to look at it to know how hard his expression is, and every time he uses this method to keep the woman, he keeps it repeatedly.

"You still have the face to say that children, you don't want to make progress all day long, just go to gamble every month after paying your salary, this big family is all supported by my hands, your father and your mother want money from me, Ziyu goes to school by me, and I pay for the usual household subsidies, Wei Xianming, am I your mother or your money-making machine?" The woman cried as she spoke: "Enough, I can't live anymore, I'm tired, and it's much better to live alone than with you." ”

"Xiaoyun, I'm sorry, I don't bet anymore, I swear I won't bet again, you don't leave me and the child, have you forgotten how much we used to love each other? Didn't you say that as long as there is love, even if it is a little tired, what is it? The man grabbed the woman's arm and pleaded pitifully.

The conversation between the two was all taken into the ears of the girl on the roof, and when she heard this, the girl couldn't help but hook the corners of her mouth and laughed: "Love wants your beloved to be a cow and a horse for you?" Your love, she can't afford it. ”

"Wei Xianming." A woman's voice came from downstairs again, I was really glad that this time she was no longer hesitant: "You first see if you are worthy of the so-called love, I have signed the divorce agreement, hurry up and sign it and I will take Ziyu away." ”

"No way, you can't take the child."

"Why?"

The girl on the roof let out a long sigh, she was really a little curious about what her mother would choose, freedom or her?

"The child is the blood of my Wei family, how can you say that you will take it away? If you want to have children, you have to stay. ”

The woman thought for a moment and gritted her teeth: "Okay, the child is for you." ”

Good? The child for you?

The girl laughed again, she liked Liu Qin's "You A."

e Beautiful", because the lyrics say: The indifferent world, I can't hear your cry, the young body, how to resist this wind and cold. This is the voice of her heart, her sigh, and her sorrow. I don't know what the people downstairs are doing, she feels a little dizzy, her stomach growls, she hasn't eaten in two days.

Her name is Wei Ziyu, she came to Qingcheng with her parents three years ago, her parents are migrant workers at the bottom of the society, and her father Wei Xianming is an out-and-out gambler, as long as he has savings, he will get into the gambling house, no one cares. He wants to make a fortune from gambling, he says he doesn't want to stay at the bottom of society all the time, and he also says that when he gets rich, he will buy a mansion so that the two of them can live happily.

Wei Ziyu hated his father, very much. Because he never cares about his own life or death, because of the gambling money, her parents quarreled again a few days ago, and then her mother disappeared. But her father was still gambling, and even took the food money her mother gave her. Wei Ziyu has always felt that he is not worthy of being her father or a man.

Her stomach rumbled again, and the downstairs sound had stopped, and she stood on the roof, watching the woman walk out of the alley with a large bag of luggage, without the slightest intention of turning back.

After a long time, she sat down on the ground, and the sadness in her heart spread to her whole body, her scalp was a little numb, and her vision was also ghosted. She forced her body down the stairs, the already small living environment was messed up, and her father was nowhere to be seen, rummaging through every pot, let alone food, and even dust in that pot was rare. She had to climb back on the roof and find a relatively clean place to lie down.

"Sleep, you won't be hungry when you fall asleep." She comforted herself, her bony body couldn't hold up a washed white dress, and it wasn't the first time that something like this had happened to her for a few days of starvation, as long as she got through it, until her mother brought her food.

But she seemed to have forgotten that her mother had abandoned her, and she just lay down and waited like this, and there was no hope.

"All sad children...... "She is a sad child, a child who has been hurt so much that she has no heart.

"Hungry, so hungry...... chapped lips opened and closed slightly, and the murmur was like the sound of mosquitoes and flies, gently carried away by the breeze.

"Mom......'s eyes were red, and there was no extra water in her body for her to turn into tears: "Save my ......"

"I'm so hungry...... she shouldn't be a little girl who sells matches, because she doesn't even have matches, but she has a ruthless father.

She wants a chance to come back, she hasn't eaten anything delicious, she hasn't seen the beautiful scenery, she hasn't felt love, she wants a chance to come back, and she prays God to give her a chance to do it again.

She didn't want to leave with regrets, she didn't want to remember only the quarrels of her parents and countless memories of starvation.

At some point, the sound of the wind stopped, the sound of machinery in the factories not far from the residential area stopped, and all the quarrels in the world also stopped.

The sky was no longer blue, the clouds were not moving, the birds were not flying, she was unconscious.

Ridiculous! Wei Ziyu, a sixteen-year-old girl in the flower season, was starved to death on the roof of her house, oh, forgot, that was not her home. The musical genius in the mouths of the people died under the coercion of food.

Sure enough, the indifferent world couldn't hear her cry, and she didn't know where she was going.

Dissipate from now on or go to hell?

I don't know.