A tattered tricycle dragged a mess of old clothes to the door of a relief house and stopped, "New clothes are coming, come and move them." The driver shouted to the almshouse as he opened the door.

After shouting for a while, a bunch of people rushed out, many people who seemed to be in good physical condition climbed directly into the car, and some old, weak, sick and disabled people desperately crowded around the car to grab a winter dress.

"What are you robbing, you all get out of the way, these are our brothers' things!" Suddenly, several men in tattered clothes walked from the house to the tricycle and shouted, the men's murderous tone had made most of them retreat, but there was still a woman with a cloak and a hunched waist, and she couldn't see her face, and she was reluctant to leave the pile of old clothes that others didn't want and desperately grabbed a lot of clothes.

"Ugly woman, I want to die! Didn't hear us! One of the scar-faced men saw that the woman didn't get out of the way, so he stepped forward and pulled the woman up and threw her on the ground, kicked a few times in anger, and then turned away.

The woman curled up on the cold concrete floor and snorted a few times, not answering, her eyes full of hatred where Scarface could not be seen, and still clutching a few pieces of clothing in her hands.

"Snatch the clothes from her hand, and don't leave any of them for her!" A man in front of the tricycle shouts to the man who kicked the woman, and Scarface walks over to the woman and reaches for her clothes. The woman grabbed the clothes to prevent Scarface from getting her hands, and after Scarface couldn't get it, she kicked the woman's stomach fiercely with a fierce face.

The men on the other side saw that Scarface had been unable to do it, so they sent two more people to snatch the woman's clothes, and the men walked over and began to beat and kick the woman, and the ferocious appearance made the other people around tremble and retreat, and they had no mood to fight for clothes, but they were afraid that they would be implicated.

Gradually, the woman let go of her hand and did not move, and the convulsions became less and less obvious, but the men kept hitting her. The men next to the tricycle got impatient and sent another man over to tell Scarface to stop and kill them.

After persuasion, Scarface finally stopped but spat a few mouthfuls at the woman, and then left angrily, but the woman only had a faint breath left and collapsed to the ground.

No one wants to go up to a woman and pull her up.

After the pile of men had finished choosing clean and warm clothes, the others rushed to the cart of clothes, scrambling with each other as if they had seen a cart of gold. When everyone had snatched all their clothes and returned to the shelter, the driver drove the tricycle away, but the woman was still lying on the ground breathing weakly, and no one wanted to help her.

As the night deepened, the woman on the ground turned from curled up to lying on her back, and her face covered by her hair was revealed, half of her face was as uneven and frightening as wax tears, while the other half of her face had a breathtaking countenance. The woman lay on the ground and let out a foolish laugh, but there were tears in her eyes, which stirred everyone's hearts in horror in the dark night.

The next morning, someone in the shelter went out to work in "new clothes", and when he walked to the door, he kicked the woman's body, and the woman rolled in a half circle but did not react, so she leaned over and touched the woman's neck to find that it was cold and piercing, and there was no breath, and suddenly fell backwards in horror, and a scream woke everyone in the room. So someone ran out of the house, "It's early in the morning, I've met a ghost!" Howl Howl Howl! Neuropathy...! ”

"Dead... Dead, she's dead......" The man who went out to work stammered as he looked at the man who had just come out of the house.

Before the Plane:

A large ******* in a pink room, a woman with a nice face, lying in it, frowning and pursing her lips, 'It's so warm, it's, it's like a duvet when I was 16 years old. How could it be, how could they cover me with a quilt ... How is it possible' to move the body to feel whether this warmth is real.

Suddenly, there was a snap... Bang bang... The sound of knocking on the door kept ringing, as if urging life. Nian Sui touched the texture of the quilt with his hands, and suddenly stood up, and his eyes widened when he saw the familiar objects and scenes in front of him, "Is this my home?" How could I be here, how could they bring me back, they obviously wanted me to die, how could it...'

When An An was still immersed in her own world, the knock on the door never stopped, and there was a human voice, "Sui Sui, it's chuang, today is your first day of school, don't be late, go downstairs to eat!" "'This flattering voice is the voice of the vampire aunt Zhao Hongyu...' Nian Sui Sui turned his head towards the door and thought silently, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, although it was very beautiful, it was very mad.

The people outside the house screamed for a long time and didn't hear Nian Sui's answer, his face was slightly gloomy, it was better to sleep on the bed, but he continued to use a "gentle voice" to hypocritically say: "Sui Sui, have you gotten up, do you need me to ask the teacher for leave for you today?" How old are you? Age? Years old...?! ”

The year in the room looked at the door in a daze, his eyes floated, and he replied slowly, "I'll get up immediately, and I'm calling for souls in the morning!" ”

The people outside the house looked more and more bad after hearing the answer, and stood at the door and gritted their teeth and continued: "Suisui, then I'll go downstairs and wait for you to come down for breakfast!" The sound of heavy and light footsteps told Nian Nian Nian that the owner of the footsteps was unhappy, but Nian Nian didn't care.

Sensing that people were getting farther and farther away, Nian Sui hurriedly jumped off the chuang, and hurriedly ran to the bathroom in the bedroom without even wearing slippers. Seeing his face intact in the mirror, and touching his arm without the scars of abuse in the shelter, the shock in his eyes in the bathroom mirror gradually blurred, and a tear fell on the sink and splashed with water.

Nian Nian realized that he had really returned to the year when his parents died, and he had not made stupid and gullible words about his uncle's family, and gave everything he had to his uncle's family, let alone knew the scumbag......

Nian Sui wiped away his tears, recalled what his aunt Zhao Hongyu said just now, knowing that today was the first day of his high school, and he didn't oversleep with an alarm clock in his previous life, so he listened to Zhao Hongyu's words stupidly, and didn't sign up by himself, so that the head teacher's impression of himself was not very good, and his own learning was average, and the head teacher couldn't bear himself anymore, and he was picky about himself in school, and he was young and vigorous to work with him, and finally dropped out of school at home without even finishing high school......

Now she has made up her mind that she will not listen to others anymore, and she will work hard to learn to inherit the things left by her parents, so as not to let them be snatched away by people with ulterior motives, and let herself live on the streets and end up in a miserable end!

After thinking about it clearly, I started to wash up quickly, hoping not to be late and make the head teacher have a bad impression of me. Walking quickly to the wardrobe, I felt a warm current in my heart when I saw the blue and white school uniform, and the things I used to hate now seem very kind, and the straight version without curves has become beautiful.

Nian Sui Sui reached out and grabbed his clothes and put them on himself, and after putting them on, he straightened the collar and cuffs and walked to the door of the room, and then pushed the door at the moment Nian Sui silently warned himself in his heart and said: "A new beginning, you must cherish it so that you will not live up to the new beginning!" ”