Chapter 122: Getting along with Yeon-yeon
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"Uh, okay. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info I scratched my head, not knowing what to say for a moment, and then Yeon-yeon walked into the house, surrounded by cute stuffed animals, which looked very cute and warm.
I looked around curiously, and followed behind Yanyan mechanically, "Eh, Yanyan, you live here by yourself?"
"Yes. Yanyan walked to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of drink and handed it to me: "Brother, you live in the room inside." Yeon-yeon pointed to the innermost room and said, "I'll clean up everything for you." By the way, brother, you can see what you still lack in a while, and we will go together tomorrow and buy it back directly. ”
I took a sip of my drink and felt a sense of loss.
Now I realize that the distance between me and Yeon-yeon is really getting bigger and bigger, and it is this house that I may not be able to afford in my life.
The flickering neon outside the window couldn't be reflected here, only the faint moonlight was scattered on Yanyan's body, and her pale face, which was already a little pale, was even more dreamy at this moment.
The flickering neon was no longer reflected in her eyes, and her eyes stayed higher.
And I'm still chasing the neon color, the faint light.
Lighting a cigarette, I said bitterly, "I don't lack anything." "I'm looking around for an ashtray or something.
Yeon-yeon took one look at me, walked under the TV stand, took an ashtray from one of the drawers and handed it to me.
"Brother, I'll buy you two clothes tomorrow. Yeon-yeon said, sitting next to me.
I could clearly taste the smell of her that intoxicated me, "No, I'm pretty good in this dress." ”
Yanyan looked at the clothes on my body, there was a hint of gloom in her eyes, the black pants had faded for me to wash, the color was darker and the color was lighter, these white sneakers also made me wear dirty, the front was a little open, and there was a hole in the side, but it was so cool.
"I'm going to take a shower." Yeon-yeon sighed, then walked into the room, changed into a cute pajamas, and walked into the bathroom.
I sat on the sofa and felt melancholy for a while, and my heart was filled with bitterness and sadness.
The cigarette in my hand had burned out, but I didn't take a breath for a long time, took a deep breath, snuffed out the cigarette in the ashtray, stood up and walked to the window, and looked down, the flickering neon could only see a faint light and shadow, which was already very blurry, and it was a little difficult to see.
Even as I stand here, I still follow the faint light, which is always in front of me.
Standing high, looking far, but all this is blurred.
How far can a person's eyes see? Maybe it's just the distance that their own eyes can see.
In the perhaps, one step forward, we can see a little further, and then endlessly, chasing the hope in our eyes, looking for the light ahead.
It's just that how many people are always looking at the same place, and all they can see is the things around them?
He smiled self-deprecatingly, and raised his eyes to look at the stars, shining with an unstoppable light, forever high above.
One day, the stars won't be able to cover my eyes.
"Brother, what are you thinking?" I don't know when, Yanyan was already standing next to me, constantly wiping her hair, she had just taken a shower, like a hibiscus out of the water, her skin that could be broken by blowing, her black and white eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, the beauty was unreal, giving people a dreamy feeling.
I was a little crazy for a while, "I didn't think about anything, I was thinking nonsense." ”
"Brother, go take a bath, I put the bath water for you, and you have a wound on your head, don't get wet. Gauze or something, I've got it here, I'll change it for you when you're done taking a shower. Yeon-yeon instructed me as she wiped her hair.
I nodded, and walked to the bathroom, where the faint fragrance reverberated and the bathtub was already filled with water, I smiled and began to undress.
Slowly lying down in the bathtub, it feels really comfortable.
No wonder so many people like money, having money is enjoyment, and not having money is uncomfortable.
Having money is life, and not having money is survival.
After soaking in the bathtub for a long time, I slowly stood up, picked up a bath towel from the side, wiped my body, then put on my pants and walked out bare-wand. Cool (craftsman $ net f yong u2 long; b free m5 fee 2a look % small i / say u#
Yanyan went to the sofa halfway, eating potato chips, watching TV, looking a little lazy, as if she was a cute cat.
She gave me a faint look, her eyes lingering on the tattoo on my chest for a moment, she stood up and took out gauze, tape, and disinfectant from another drawer, and said to me, "Come here, I'll change it for you." ”
"Oh. I answered, hurriedly walked over, lowered my head, and gently untied my gauze: "Does it hurt?" she asked softly.
"It doesn't hurt. I smiled, the smell of Yeon-yeon is the best painkiller, the smell that can make me addicted.
Yanyan blew softly with her mouth, "It won't hurt if you blow it." ”
I was stunned, and the long-ago memories hit my heart again, and once upon a time Yanyan said the same.
She wrapped a new gauze around my head and bandaged it carefully.
We sat on the sofa for a long time, speechless, and didn't even know what to say, and we watched the advertisements on the TV with relish, and I smoked five or six cigarettes in a while.
"Brother, have you ever been to see your adoptive parents?" asked Yeon-yeon suddenly, her eyes flashing with a hint of intense sadness.
I smiled bitterly, "No, I haven't been back since I walked out of the house. "For me, it's not home at all, and of course I don't have feelings for my adoptive parents. It's good that I don't hate them after so many years of torture under them.
"Did they kick you out of the house too?" Yeon-yeon said with a sigh.
After thinking about it, I picked up another cigarette and lit it, "After you left, I applied for accommodation, and I rarely went home at that time, and when I went home, I asked for your news. "At that time, my adoptive mother told me that you were dead, and then I fought with them, and at the end, they told me that you were sold as a child bride." ”
Looking at Yeon-yeon, I asked, "By the way, Yeon-yeon, how did you escape, when I met the man who bought you, and he said you were dead." ”
After being silent for a long time, Yanyan shook her head: "Don't talk about this." There was a strong sadness in her eyes.
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