Chapter 250: The Dusty Past

Xing Yu and I were stunned for a moment and looked at each other.

"You know, my tears weren't because of how much her slap hurt." Yao Yue said, and actually smiled: "It's because of her sentence, 'We evened it out'." ”

"This means that after this time, she doesn't hate me anymore."

Yao Yue looked up, the sun shook her eyes a little, and the scorching sun shone above our heads.

Four years ago......

At that time, I, Xiao Ning, and Lan Ling were only thirteen years old and just in the sixth grade of primary school.

When I was a child, we lived in the same residential area, and our homes were very close together, just in a triangle shape, connected together.

I remember that we have lived there since we were nursery students, and we have lived there for seven or eight years. There were a lot of children in that residential area, but the little 'girl' was just the three of us, and we soon got acquainted with each other, and the little 'girl' always had a lot of beautiful and unrealistic ideas, and we would also play some childish games like ordinary children, shoveling soil, pulling hooks, because we were ordinary children at that time, very, very ordinary children.

We started to be called sisters, and in order of age, I was the oldest and Lan Ling was the youngest. At that time, Lan Ling was like a little sister among us, and now she is completely two people, and Xiao Ning and I take good care of her.

At that time, Lan Ling would always run behind us, laughing and shouting mischievously, "Sister! Sister! ……”

Oh yes, Lan Ling at that time was not called Lan Ling, she was called Ying Ling. Her parents are not dead yet, nor have they been adopted by Lan Yan's parents, and the Wurm is also an ordinary little boy. Sunny, brave and vibrant. He also has a good relationship with us, not only Lan Ling, but Xiao Ning and I also regard him as their big brother, we often go to Lan Ling's house to play, and Pluto will also be very enthusiastic to entertain us, give us his homemade popsicles, and play the game console he picked up from outside.

I remember at that time, there were any little 'hairy' children in the neighborhood who bullied us, and they were all run away by the Stygian Dragon, although he was still an ordinary little boy at that time, but the fight was already very powerful, and he was a child-like horn 'color'. Once, four or five little 'hairy' children chased after us and pulled us by the hair, and the Wurm saw it, and one of them took the bricks and beat them all away.

At that time, I felt that he had the momentum of a king, and that momentum was innate.

Then he would caress Lan Ling's little head lovingly, and said, "Sister, who will be bullied in the future, tell my brother Oh, my brother will definitely help you beat him!" The wrasaurus patted his chest confidently.

Lan Ling also smiled sweetly: "Well, brother! ”

We lived and played together for seven or eight years, and the relationship between us got better and better, until the sixth grade of elementary school.

When I was thirteen years old, one winter night, Xiao Ning and her mother went to her grandmother's house, it was snowing heavily, and I went to Lan Ling's house to play.

It was very cold outside, the cold wind was blowing, Lan Ling's family was very poor when she was a child, and the windows in the house were leaking. But there was a big stove in her room, and we two little 'girl' children huddled together in the futon and fell asleep before we knew it.

I don't know how long I slept, I woke up in a daze, the stove next to me was still "buzzing", but Lan Ling, who was lying next to me, was gone.

I sat up and 'rubbed' my eyes, and called out a few times: "Xiaoling, Xiaoling? ”

No one responded to me.

I jumped out of the bed and wanted to go out of the room to take a look, but when I got to the door, I heard a discordant sound coming from outside the door.

It was the quarrel of a man and a 'woman', and the quarrel was 'quite fierce', and I could hear that voice, it was Lan Ling's parents. When she was a child, her parents often quarreled, almost once every three days, and Xiao Ning and I sometimes met each other when we went to Lan Ling's house to play, so I didn't think it was unusual.

So I chose to stay in my room and listen quietly.

Lan Ling's biological father is a gambler, who doesn't do his job all day long, and 'mixes' in the mahjong parlor and chess and card room outside every day, which is one of the reasons why Lan Ling's family is so poor. Lan Ling's biological mother also often quarrels with her father because of this matter, and her mother is also a pungent horn 'color', so their family is almost not at peace all year round, and they can quarrel for almost twenty-five days a month for thirty days.

Lan Ling once told me when she was very young that her biggest wish at that time was to hope that her parents would one day stop quarreling and live in harmony as a family......

The noise outside the 'door' became more and more fierce, I leaned on the 'door' and listened quietly, and I also heard Lan Ling's voice, she seemed to be persuading her parents next to her.

"Dad, Mom, don't quarrel......" Lan Ling's voice was already crying, as if she was about to cry at any time.

That day, Lan Ling's father drank and was drunk. I hid in the house and didn't dare to go out.

"You've lost it all again! You've lost it all again! So why are you coming back?! I went out to find a car and hit it and died! ”

"Damn, you still dare to count me?!"

After a while, there was the sound of beating outside the 'door', and Lan Ling's mother's scream: "Ah! - You bastard! How dare you hit me! ”

"What's wrong with beating you? You bitch, stinking bitch, you think I don't know your shit?! ”

The beating continued, and it grew heavier and more muffled. I couldn't help but be curious, and opened a crack in the 'door' of the room.

In the living room, Lan Ling's mother pounced on Lan Ling's father with her teeth and claws, and her red fingernails cut paw prints one after another on his face. Lan Ling's father was also angry, kicked her out with a big kick, and then kicked her hard and kicked her hard, without showing any mercy when he moved his hands, and he didn't care that she was a 'woman' or his wife.

Lan Ling cried and pulled the corner of her father's clothes behind her: "Dad, don't beat me, don't beat my mother......"

His dad glared back at him, his face was red because of his drinking, and his eyes were red, "Damn, little bitch born by a bitch, get out of the way!" He kicked Lan Ling's chest.

Lan Ling flew out for several meters and kept hitting the sofa before stopping. Lan Ling curled up on the ground, her face 'revealed' with pain.

I was in a hurry, and immediately pushed the 'door' and rushed outside the living room, ran to Lan Ling's side, and helped her up.

"Xiaoling, are you okay?"

She seemed to be too uncomfortable to speak, and lay in my arms crying softly, her body trembling slightly.

I was still a little 'girl' child at the time, and I didn't know what to do anymore, so I had to hug Lan Ling and whisper some comforting words. Our two children trembled and hugged each other in the corner, looking at the two adults in the hall.

Her father's beating continued, and the cursing never stopped.

Her mother screamed, clutching at her hands and smashing things at his father's body.

"Fuck you!" His dad pushed her mom to the ground again. At this moment, her mother finally couldn't get up, and her strength seemed to have run out, and she lay on the ground snorting and panting.