Liao Jiayan Xu was paralyzed by alcohol, his eyes became erratic, his fingers lightly put on the bottle, and he whispered: "Can this wine be exchanged for your story tonight?" ”

"I'm afraid I'll scare you by saying it." The corners of Meng Chuyuan's lips were slightly hooked, and there was a faint smile in her eyes, her smile was obviously very gentle but distressing to watch.

"You say, I'm not afraid." Liao Jiayan held his blurry and sleepy eyes, and with the little consciousness he had left, he looked at Meng Chuyuan firmly.

Seeing that Liao Jiayan was so persistent, Meng Chuyuan simply summarized: "I am an orphan, and the grandmother who raised me is not my own grandmother." ”

Liao Jiayan, who didn't wait for the following, looked at her with a little dissatisfaction: "This is gone?" ”

Meng Chuyuan smiled: "It's gone." ”

"It's boring...... Your story isn't scary at all......" Liao Jiayan read it in pieces, and after a while, he lay on the table and slowly closed his eyes.

Liao Jiayan fell down drunk, completely unconscious, and couldn't wake up, while Meng Chuyuan was still awake, and the topic just now had not passed from her heart, which directly affected her current mood.

Meng Chuyuan reopened the can of beer, instinctively approached Liao Jiayan and touched the glass, lowered his eyes, stared at her sleepy side face and said, "I suddenly changed my mind and wanted to exchange my story with you." ”

She knew that Liao Jiayan would definitely not hear it at this time, and it just so happened that it had been hidden in her heart for many years, even in front of Lu Qingye, she had never confessed.

Meng Chuyuan first took a sip of wine to brew her emotions, and several times she wanted to open her mouth and then held it back, until she drank half a bottle of wine, she had the courage to speak: "My father is deaf and mute, my mother has mental problems, and they are not normal people in the eyes of others." ”

She had never seen her father, and she had heard from the villagers that his father had been killed in a mudslide and had missed the opportunity to be rescued because of the remoteness of the disaster and the inability to call for help normally.

Her mother was mentally ill, and she often had some excesses, and the villagers called her crazy, and then her condition became more and more serious, and the villagers were worried that her mother would hurt the innocent and did not let her go out, and discussed sending her out of the village.

Mother was very vague in Meng Chuyuan's impression, at that time Meng Chuyuan was young, just remembered, his mother was crazy, and she would grab candy with her to eat.

Later, her mother was trapped at home, and while she was waiting for her to be sent out, she ran away without permission for several days, and then heard the news of her death after she had fallen into the river.

Meng Chuyuan sighed softly, and said: "The one who adopted me was a grandmother from the family next door, and she insisted on bringing food to me and my mother every day, and I naively thought she was my own grandmother." ”

After his mother left, Meng Chuyuan completely lived with that grandmother.

Born in that kind of family, it is inevitable that the people in the village will look at her with colored glasses, and a child who is about the same age as Meng Chuyuan will say in front of her all day long that she is the daughter of a madman.

At that time, she was young and ignorant, and this labeling behavior seemed to emphasize that she was crazy all the time.

Because of this incident, Meng Chuyuan had a dispute with several children of the same age, among which a neighbor child fell in the process of heaxing and broke the skin on his knee.

It wasn't until that time that grandma was in front of her, and she would rather offend everyone than let everyone take Meng Chuyuan away, and in that dispute, Meng Chuyuan knew the truth of the matter, it turned out that the person she had been calling grandma was not her own grandmother.

"Grandma said that I was a normal child, and my mother's mental illness was stimulated after my father left, and it would not be inherited." Meng Chuyuan's eyes were invaded by tears, and tears flowed, hot tears slipped down his cheeks silently, and his voice became a little vague: "But among the little madmen, I don't know if I'm crazy or not." ”

She didn't know if her grandmother's words were true, or if they were just to coax her, so she didn't dare to define herself, let alone guarantee that she would become like her mother one day

Meng Chuyuan's eyes were red, and he squeezed the can in his palm and clenched it tightly in his hand, "They don't like me, they can't tolerate me, and they want to lock me in the house and not let me go out...... After my grandmother died, I ran away, ran as hard as I could, and I vowed never to go back there. ”

She has been smart and sensible since she was a child, and her mind is more mature than that of ordinary children of the same age, and no one has taught her such things as dealing with people.

Growing up in such a family and environment, she had some resentment in her heart.

Obviously he didn't do anything, but he was ostracized for no reason.

Later she learned to accept.

You can't change what happened, so let yourself accept it.

Relieve yourself and yourself.

Whether you are sick or not, live the rest of your life first.

Meng Chuyuan was holding the jar of wine in her hand and there was still half a bottle left, and after she pinched it flat, the yellow liquid also flowed out of the bottle, spilled into her hand, and wet the sleeves of her clothes.

Suddenly, at this moment, a faint shadow suddenly fell on her side, leaning down, and a faint hormonal breath mixed in the air.

Meng Chuyuan raised his teary eyes, saw a familiar face appear in front of him, and was stunned: "Why are you here?" ”

"Doesn't your hand hurt?"

Lu Qingye bent over, his gaze was parallel to her, and suddenly lowered his eyes, he stretched out the hand in his trouser pocket, covered the back of Meng Chuyuan's hand, slowly broke her fingers, and took out the deformed can.

He took out a piece of paper and wiped Meng Chuyuan's hands clean.

Meng Chuyuan's eyes kept staring at him, trying to see something on his face, but Lu Qingye was a person who was moody.

"When did you show up?" For his sudden appearance, Meng Chuyuan was really taken aback.

"Does it matter?" Lu Qingye put the tissue ball on the table, raised his eyes to look at the tears on her face, and said slowly: "Or don't you want me to show up when?" ”

She narrowed her eyes, deliberately avoided Lu Qingye's gaze, and whispered, "No." ”

It's just that she really wasn't mentally prepared to let others know about those things.

Meng Chuyuan told him that he was going to have supper before he came out, but he didn't come back for a while, and he didn't answer the phone, and then Lu Qingye followed the location of her mobile phone to find it.

When Liao Jiayan lay down, he just arrived, and he originally wanted to come up and ask Meng Chuyuan to go home, but he unexpectedly heard her say that she wanted to tell a story, so he stood behind Meng Chuyuan and listened to the whole process.

Meng Chuyuan blinked, squeezed out the tears that remained in his eyes, and returned to his normal vision.

With a little surprise in her eyes, she pretended to be calm and said, "Did you hear it all?" ”

Lu Qingye raised his hand, with a little warm fingers, and wiped the tears from her eyelids for her: "I am your person, what are you afraid of?" ”

(End of chapter)