Volume 1 Chapter 11 Even at the expense of hurting others for the sake of victory
Fortunately, after staying in the hospital for three or four days, Song Tianming's card does not seem to be stopped, Su Lian has carefully studied this problem in the case of occasional insomnia, and finally came to a more reliable conclusion, that is, because of too many cards, Song Ershao did not find that he was missing a certain one at all.
Thankfully, fortunately!
Lai was in the hospital for a whole week, and under the repeated assurances of the chief physician and the guarantee of the doctor, Su Lian was finally ready to be discharged from the hospital. When she carried her only luggage to the toll office to settle the medicine bill, a flash of light flashed out of the corner of her eye, and she suddenly caught a glimpse of the person who could not be mistaken even if she turned to ashes.
Before this, Su Lian had conceived thousands of vicious words in her heart to attack her, but when she saw the empty trouser tube, all the words turned into stubborn stones, and they were blocked in her throat, and she couldn't enter or go out.
After a long time, she caught up with Mo Feifei and pointed to her right leg in disbelief and asked, "What's the matter?" ”
"Truncated."
Looking at Su Lian's questioning gaze, Mo Feifei's expression was indifferent, as if he was just talking about someone else's business, and that kind of indifference with a sense of alienation once made Su Lian think that he had returned to many years ago.
That year, she was six years old, and Su Lian was just four years old.
I still remember the feeling of seeing Mo Feifei for the first time, with a little nobility in pride, and a little disdain in indifference, she is a little princess who has been praised to the sky, and the first thing she said when she saw the chubby Su Lian was: "You also want to learn ballet?" ”
Su Lian, who had just spoken clearly, didn't understand what it meant to look at people's eyes at all, so she just tilted her head and asked with a strange face: "Why can't you?" ”
"Hmph, because you look like a little fat pig."
Under Mo Feifei's merciless blow, Su Lian blushed with shame, since she can remember, everyone likes to pinch her chubby face, and there will always be many uncles and aunts who smile and say to her, You look so cute. At that time, she was once proud and confident of her obesity, thinking that it was the so-called beauty, but in Mo Feifei's disdainful tone and the worried eyes of the dance teacher, her dream was finally shattered, and the four-year-old Su Lian understood for the first time that beauty was not the same as fat at all.
Although she was very fat and tired, Su Lian finally persevered with perseverance and arrogance, and her grandmother had three jobs for her to come here to learn ballet, even if she hit a wall again, even if she was wronged, she must not give up.
This insistence is a full eight years, when Su Lian was twelve years old, a foreign ballet troupe came to the city to pick seedlings, because of her excellent dance skills and perfect body proportions, Su Lian was finally selected and sent by Bao You, but unfortunately, when she was ready to show her dancing skills in front of the head of the troupe, a six-centimeter long nail was deeply pierced into the center of her foot.
The long nail seemed to drill into Su Lian's heart, the pain that pierced her bones and liver, when she covered her feet and her heart hurt until cold sweat rained, she remembered very clearly that it was Mo Feifei who stood in front of the head of the troupe instead of herself, for a moment, Su Lian felt that she hated her, hated her for snatching everything from herself, hated her for winning, and even hurt others.