This is a man as tall as his father. The hair on the forehead is a little grayish. Looking at Ah Jing, there was some surprise in his eyes.

Ah Jing looked at him in silence for a moment. The words that came out were a little harsh: "My mother ......"

Ren Wutong looked at her. But two weeks. This tall girl is very thin. The circles under the eyes are all dark. There is a melancholy in the corners of the face. On the face, there are vicissitudes that children of this age should not have.

"Sit down." Ren Wutong looked at her distressedly. The eyebrows, the bridge of the nose. Everywhere shows the imprint of Song Yude. His heart twitched for no apparent reason.

Ah Jing stood straight. Inquiring eyes looked at him.

"Your mother...... It's just a matter of getting entangled with your father. Class, it's still normal. ”

Ren Wutong spoke very slowly, looking at the little girl in front of him. It hurts in my heart. Even if Yude is dead. Lan Ying's heart still pretended to be him. He never had a chance to get a kick in his life. There was never a chance at all.

Ah Jing put the bulging bag he was carrying on the table.

Ren Wutong looked at her in surprise.

Ah Jing turned the table. Plop knelt in front of Ren Wutong. Before he could speak, tears flowed out first: "Uncle Ren, please promise me that my mother will continue to live like this." Even if it is for her to be replaced with the least important class. As long as she can live as before. ”

Ren Wutong looked at the child kneeling on the ground in amazement. Bend down to help. His voice trembled a little: "Ah Jing, you get up and speak." ”

Ah Jing bowed down and cried bitterly: "You promise me." Please help me take care of my mom. ”

Ren Wutong picked up Ah Jing and wiped away her tears. Let her sit down. Only then did he slowly say: "Ah Jing, no matter what happens, whether I am the principal or not, I will take care of your mother without you begging." Do you understand? ”

Ah Jing nodded. Don't speak.

Ren Wutong pointed to the bag on the table: "What's that?" ”

Ah Jing walked over and tore open the bag, and stacks of money rolled out.

Ren Wutong was taken aback: "Where did you get so much money?" ”

Ah Jing smiled sadly: "Mom gave it, and she asked me to stay away from her." Go to college well. It's okay don't ...... Come back. ”

Ren Wutong stood up, speechless, and only spoke after a while: "Your mother...... She was confused. Don't take it seriously. ”

Ah Jing laughed silently. The eyes are very empty. What kind of strange hatred is this? When I see my daughter, I think of my dead husband, so I would rather not see my daughter again, and would I rather let my daughter go away?

"You take the money. Ah Jing, I will take care of her. Ren Wutong reached for the bag and tied it.

Ah Jing took a step back, looked at the bag of money, and was in a trance: "Uncle Ren, please accept this money, please don't tell my mother." Please help me take care of her. She didn't want to see me, so I stood and watched her from a distance, and as long as she was doing well, I ...... I don't care about anything. ”

"Ajing, there must be a misunderstanding, wait for your mother to calm down!"

Ah Jing didn't squeak again, turned his head and ran out of the principal's office. Uncle Ren was a friend of his mother for decades and the principal of Youyou Primary School. She believed him. Only when Ah Jing is there, when he looks at his mother's eyes, he will have the same pity as his father, but with a lot more amazement.

Ah Jing didn't know much. However, he knew in his heart that Uncle Ren would care about his mother. Although he has uncles and aunts, he is the most bearable person for his mother.

Ren Wutong chased out the door and saw the slender figure disappearing around the corner in a hurry. What a kid. How can you just casually entrust a bag of dozens to someone else?

Ren Wutong looked at the door for a long time in the direction where Ah Jing disappeared.

God, have you finally taken pity on me and given me a new chance?

Ren Wutong turned around. Raising his hands, he covered his eyes tightly and walked through the door.

Back in the dormitory, it seems that I have never experienced anything, as if it is a dream. Ah Jing regained his life and studied hard. She is still beautiful, tall and tall, with a straight nose. Clear eyebrows. When you see people, you smile faintly. It's just that a cold air emanates from all over the body. Even if you smile lightly, it will be very cold and bland, and you can't feel warm.

As his mother wished, Ah Jing was admitted to a foreign language college far away from home. Mother seems to have forgotten her. It's been three years, never called, never asked her. Ah Jing went back, far away at the mouth of the alley, watching her mother enter the house, but the neighbors did not greet her, and her mother ignored people. When they enter the house, they seldom come out.

Occasionally, Uncle Ren will be seen sending her. The car stopped at the intersection. Mother walked down. Uncle Ren sat in the car and watched her turn a corner and disappear before leaving.

Ah Jing slowly forgets. A lot of suffering, after experiencing it, is deposited. Accustomed to this kind of life, but often in dreams, seeing her father lying in a pool of blood, Ah Jing ran over crying, and her mother suddenly stopped her coldly, looking at her, her eyes were full of hatred. Ah Jing woke up crying, tears staining the pillow towel. It's quiet all around. Ah Jing sat quietly on the bed, no one to comfort or love. It's just that the nightmare told her again and again that it really happened. Ah Jing sat for a while, then lay down again. With tears stained, still sleeping deeply. The next day, still smiling faintly, still beautiful.

It's just that I didn't expect to meet Yang Benhu. Since having him, Ah Jing rarely dreams like this at night. I woke up crying once or twice, and was hugged tightly in his arms, and I was no longer afraid of anything.

She never mentioned it to anyone, including Yang Benhu. These are the most tightly wrapped secrets in the depths of the soul. I can't forget it, but I don't want to open it. There is no need for unnecessary sympathy, nor for innocuous comfort. She survived the most painful time alone. In that corner, she can wander alone strongly, no longer needing to be disturbed by anyone.

I thought that these injuries would be deeply buried by the happiness given by love. I never thought that when love was broken, old wounds would be cracked hideously.

Perverted family affection, deceitful love. What else can warm people's hearts in this world?

Ah Jing hugged the sofa and cried infantilely. She has always been strong on the outside, and if she doesn't cry when she's alone, she'll burst and die.

The phone rang insistedly again. Over and over again. Urging the same.

Ah Jing picked up the phone with tears in his eyes. It's Ah Jin. Pick it up. Ah Jin's voice was like thunder: "Are you out of the world again?" You're not standing on the top of the twenty-fourth floor and looking down, are you? ”

Ah Jing sobbed, and only this friend could still make her believe wholeheartedly and be defenseless.

Ah Jin heard her crying, and her voice immediately softened: "Jing obediently, don't cry." Isn't it just a broken love? I've known you for five years, and I'm afraid I don't shed as many tears as this time. Come to me. Our friends gather, just waiting for you. If you hide and be sad alone, I'm going to die of heartache. Shrewd. Come on. I'm waiting for you at the gate of the Tianchi Mushroom Garden. ”

Ah Jing choked. Ah Jin's voice became sharp again, both soft and hard with a threat: "Come over quickly." If you still cry like this, when I am angry in my heart, I will send people to beat Yang Benhu severely. I cut him beyond recognition, poured sulfuric acid on his face to disfigure him, and castrated him directly to you to vent your anger, will you come? I do what I say. It's a big deal to squat in the class room. ”

Ah Jing called out on the phone: "You are dead." You go, go, go. I'm afraid it's you who will be cut and splashed. ”

Ah Jin smiled: "If you can scream, you still have the strength, don't bother me to pick it up." Hurry up. We're waiting for you! ”