Lin Tingting was young, although she was a little angry before going to bed, but after swiping her phone for a while, watching her favorite cosplay, she fell asleep after sleeping on the pillow for less than five minutes, and she didn't even hear Lin Yue turn on the hair dryer to blow her hair.

Lin Yue blew her hair dry, draped it loosely behind her head, turned on the computer, turned her head to confirm that Lin Tingting had fallen asleep, and then opened the document and began to code words.

Luo Wushuang looked at the person in front of him with an indifferent face, and the person had a hippie smile on his face.

"Hey, Luo Wushuang, long time no see, do you remember me? Didn't you like dead frogs before? I'll cut them down and give them to you, do you like it? ”

The person in front of her is very perverted, he used to send her dead frogs, but now he is frantically dissecting people's corpses.

Seeing that Luo Wushuang was silent, the man thought that she was still afraid of him.

More than ten years ago, Luo Wushuang was alone, and he naturally set his eyes on her. A white, isolated little girl walks alone in the dark night, and he can't help but want to sin.

Luo Wushuang, a good student at school, what would people think if something happened outside the school?

Thinking of the past, he couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick his chapped lips.

The girl had grown up, and her face had become no longer sweet, and even a little cold. But he prefers it. The woman who was imprisoned by him before was also cold and noble at first, but later under his torture, didn't she also kneel on the ground and beg him?

He held a sharp knife in his hand and approached Luo Wushuang quietly.

One step, two steps, three steps......

He was getting closer and closer to Luo Wushuang.

Luo Wushuang must have been frightened, and he didn't dare to move at all.

He suddenly became excited, thinking about Luo Wushuang being imprisoned by him and gradually losing his life in the dark basement, and his pupils couldn't help but widen with excitement.

"Smack." Luo Wushuang crossed his fingers with his hands and made a clear sound.

Then, before the man could react, Luo Wushuang's extremely hard leather boots kicked him in the neck.

……

Lin Yue's hand paused, looking at the computer screen, and his tense heart suddenly relaxed.

Luo Wushuang's experience of being bullied as a girl is also her experience in middle school.

Father Lin Quan ran long distances outside, so she stayed alone in Lin Yue Town to go to school.

Grandpa is patriarchal, and although grandma has the heart to take care of her, she still has several young grandchildren to take care of. And Lin Yue is already fifteen years old and is fully capable of taking care of himself. What's more, at that time, Lin Yue lived in the school most of the time, and in the hearts of parents, the school was very safe, what could happen.

It's not a big deal, but someone always seems to be secretly playing tricks on her.

At the age of fifteen, she is so focused on her studies that she wants to get into a good high school, and she doesn't care so much about the world around her.

Someone unplugged the air nozzle of her bicycle, and she dragged it home; Someone put a little frog in her drawer, and she threw it away. But those people actually took away her textbooks. She still remembers that class, always nervous, for fear of the teacher asking questions. Although the book appeared on the table inexplicably, it was pasted with the most popular couple stickers in film and television at that time, and someone wrote next to it: I like you, be my wife.

Neuropathy.

Lin Yue, who never swears, blushed for a long time, and could only hold back these three words.

She thought about it and thought about it, but she didn't know which neuropathy was pestering her like a madman. But thankfully, the books are back.

Two days later, during the school holiday, she went to the bicycle shed to see that the gas of the bicycle wheels had been let go again.

At that time, Lin Yue, a good student, did not have the consciousness of being bullied in his mind. She just silently dragged the bike, intending to go outside to repair the bike to cheer up.

The students who were on vacation dispersed quickly, and the town of Linyue was even more depressed at that time, it was winter, and it was not yet six o'clock, and the sky was dark.

The stall that usually repairs bicycles is empty.

Lin Yue dragged the bicycle silently, but it was not cold, but he was a little hungry. When I got home, I had to cook rice in a cold pot and a cold stove. Lin Yue thought, buy a bundle of rice noodles from the small store, and go home to cook rice noodles.

So she parked her bike outside the small shop, locked it, and went in to buy rice noodles.

Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, when she came out with rice noodles, the small shop was empty outside, and where was the shadow of a bicycle?

When she was young, she was so angry and anxious that she couldn't help crying.

Dad is a father and a mother alone, pulling her to grow up, it is not easy to make money, a bicycle also costs more than 100 yuan, and Dad has to be tired to earn back this more than 100 yuan.

Lin Yue hated the man who stole the bicycle to death.

"I'm only twenty-two years old, so I don't want to get married." Lin Tingting rolled over and muttered.

Lin Yue couldn't help laughing, blinked, blinked the tears in his eyes, turned off the computer, and got up to wash his face.

She opened the curtains and watched the persimmon trees outside stand quietly in the dark night.

Everything is getting better, Dad is no longer running long distances, and she can be by Daddy's side. Although the person who bullied her was not found, she was very happy to have retribution in her novel.

……

Lin Yue B&B in Linyue Town quietly entered a peaceful sleep. Thousands of miles away, in a mansion in Province B, a man in his thirties was looking at a computer screen, silently smoking a cigarette.

"Kai, why are you smoking again?" A delicate voice came, and the man remained silent, turning off the web he was browsing and replacing it with a movie that was playing.

The woman in her suspender pajamas had straight black hair and blinking her false eyelashes like two small fans.

She was holding a bowl of medicine in her hand, and the smell of medicine wafted out, smelling strangely bitter.

The man pressed the cigarette into the ashtray: "Kavin, I can't write, so I smoked half of it." ”

The woman frowned, put the medicine in front of the man, and snuggled into the man's arms: "The doctor has repeatedly instructed that during the period of taking medicine, you should not smoke or drink. ”

"Baby, just half a stick. It's going to be fine. The man said perfunctorily.

"Then drink it quickly. Today is my ovulation period, Kai, you have to do it tonight. The woman's slender hand painted red dancôme caressed the man's silk sleepiness. A trace of impatience flashed in the man's eyes, and it quickly disappeared again.

"Hmm." The man responded, "You go back to the room first and wait, I'm smoking, I'll brush my teeth." ”

"Drink the medicine first." The woman stares at the man's face. The man is not very handsome, he is twelve years older than her, but he has a lot of charm. The main thing is that men have money. It's a pity that the man's health is a little poor and he can't conceive her.

The man picked up the medicine bowl and drank it down.

The woman picked up the medicine bowl with satisfaction, and was about to get up, when she suddenly stared at the man's face tightly: "Are you reading her text again?" ”

The man frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about?" ”

The woman said: "Although she is now the blood of mosquitoes on the wall, it is reasonable that the blood flows in the bottom of your heart, and you have memories from time to time." ”

The man couldn't help laughing, and gently scratched the woman's white face: "She's just a disgusting mosquito blood, and you are a goblin that makes my blood boil." ”

The woman finally smiled, pecked the man hard, and got up satisfied: "Honey, as long as I am pregnant, you can rest." ”

As soon as the woman left, the man's smiling face faded. He opened the web he had just browsed again, and stayed on the familiar pseudonym—the shepherd boy. According to the webpage, Shepherd Boy was last updated at 6 p.m.

She is still as diligent as ever. He thought in a trance, Lin Yue, don't you know that men sometimes cheat on the spot?