Some people say that this is an era of looking at faces, and if you look ugly, don't expect too much.

Miss Orange is a netizen who can talk to me quite well, because of her fat physique when she eats, she has complained to me countless times, "Why, there are so many people in the world who can't eat fat, but it can't be me." ”

Miss Orange told me that she had reached more than 130 pounds when she was fattest, and with her short height, she was as fat as a balloon that was blown up.

Of course, just like every fat person wants to be thinner, Miss Orange also wants to lose weight, she has tried all kinds of weight loss methods, popular apple diet on the Internet, slimming recipes, weight loss products, but, tried and failed.

Finally, Miss Orange, she never talked to me about weight loss again.

I thought, maybe Miss Orange gave up on herself and spent the best of her youth chubby, and finally I left a sentence for Miss Orange, "You can be fat, but you can't be fat for this life." ”

After that, Miss Orange's avatar was always gray, so long that I almost forgot about this cute and kind young lady.

Until that day, I turned on my computer, and Miss Orange, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, told me a story.

She said that a few days ago, she met a little brother who lived relatively close, his family conditions were also good, his conversation was also very elegant, he was single and unmarried, and he was interested in finding a girlfriend.

The little brother said that he had 160 pounds, and Miss Orange immediately ignited the flame of hope, and quietly added this little brother's WeChat, thinking to herself, if the weight is heavier than me, you shouldn't dislike me, right?

But the little brother, after seeing the photo of Miss Orange, directly said the most hurtful sentence, "When you lose 110 pounds, I am sending me a photo, I am thinking about whether to see you, lose weight quickly, and it will be done in a few months." ”

Miss Orange felt that her self-esteem had been severely hit at that time, is this how the world looks at her face?

After listening to this story, I sighed and didn't know how to comfort this kind and poor girl. In the end, I thought for a long time, "Let's lose weight, in order to lose weight, give him a reply, he is not worthy." I believe that every fat person is a potential stock. ”

After listening to my words, Miss Orange was silent for a long time, and then replied, "You're right. ”

Three months later, Miss Orange sent me another photo, in which she no longer had that fat mass, her figure had become graceful, and the most conspicuous thing was the heartfelt smile on her face.

I know that Miss Orange has finally overcome herself and got the body she wants, but the process has been difficult and bumpy.

From the failure of weight loss to the present, a total of one year has passed, and the current Miss Orange has found the person she has been waiting for and set foot on the other side of the road to happiness.

Therefore, I think every fat man is an angel with folded wings, and now you may not be yourself in your mind, but you must believe that you will be able to fly again by yourself.

Wei Ruoyun remembered that there was a lot of snow in Wu that year, and it was endless, and the entire imperial city was covered in silver, turning into a snow-colored ink map, Wei Ruoyun stood in an inconspicuous corner of the imperial city, wanting to sell the flowers that had been frozen and wilted in the basket, and the goose feathers and heavy snow fell on Wei Ruoyun's thin body.

Wei Ruoyun didn't seem to feel cold, but her purple hands, which were already frozen, betrayed her heart. The family is supported by me alone, I can't be willful anymore, I am no longer the eldest lady of the Luo family, the pearl in my palm.

I'm just a humble flower girl now, relying on the income of Weibo to support the hope of living, Wei Ruoyun thought of the seriously ill old mother at home, bit it, and shouted at the top of her voice, "Does anyone want to buy flowers, it's cheap." ”

But what answered Wei Ruoyun was a silent street corner, a hurried and indifferent pedestrian, no one seemed to care about the life and death of this flower girl, and no one cared about the humble will to survive.

Wei Ruoyun looked at the increasingly heavy wind and snow, knowing that there might not be any guests today, and was about to brave the storm and snow to rush back to the small dilapidated house that leaked everywhere. Although it doesn't block the wind much, it's a little warmer than outside.

Originally, Wei Ruoyun was a small rich family who had just moved to the imperial city, which was not enough than the above, but it was also more than the bottom, but because of the violent death of his father, the relatives partnered to divide the money of the Luo family and drove Wei Ruoyun's mother and daughter out of Luofu.

Luo's mother was already in poor health, but at this time, the house leak happened to rain overnight, and as soon as she was driven out of Luofu, her condition became even more serious, lying on the bed, and she couldn't even get up.

Wei Ruoyun has been pampered since she was a child, she has never suffered at all, and she has no skills, so she has to sell some flowers on snowy days to make ends meet.

As soon as Wei Ruoyun entered the house, she saw Luo's mother looking at her with a smile on her face, "My Luo'er has grown up and will take care of her mother, Luo'er, if your mother leaves, you must take good care of yourself, I don't want you to be rich and rich, but please be safe." ”

As soon as Wei Ruoyun heard this, tears rolled in her eyes, "Mother, don't say these unlucky things, you will be fine, don't leave me, mother, I will only have one of your relatives left." Mother~"

Wei Ruoyun said, tears poured out, wetting her frozen red face, Wei Ruoyun couldn't stop sobbing, while sobbing, while holding Luo's mother's hand, "Mother~ Don't leave me." ”

Although Luo Mu was very reluctant to Wei Ruoyun, she still went gradually, "Luo'er, if we don't move to the imperial city at the beginning, it would be great." Luo Mu left this sentence and died.

"Mother!!!!!!!! Wei Ruoyun's eyes widened, watching Luo Mu's eyes gradually close, and she was already crying.

"Mother, don't leave me... Don't leave me..." Wei Ruoyun looked at the body that had gradually become cold, and began to have a feeling of despair.

After that, Wei Ruoyun had no money to bury her mother, so she knelt directly on the street and sold herself to bury her mother.

The pedestrians who come and go, some sympathetic, some disdainful, some indifferent, some resident, all kinds of things in the world, but that's it.

Wei Ruoyun knelt on the street with red eyes, her thin body was shaky, and it seemed that she would be blown across by the wind at any time.

"Miss, come and take a look, there is a person who sells himself to bury his mother~ Hey~ He is surnamed Luo like Miss, what a coincidence. Wei Ruoyun looked for the voice, and saw a fiery figure walking in front of him in the heavy snow, like a touch of warm sun in winter, which instantly disintegrated Wei Ruoyun's collapsed heart.

Luo Chunting, this name, Wei Ruoyun will remember it for a lifetime, and she will hate it for a lifetime, it was she who brought Wei Ruoyun hope and threw Wei Ruoyun into the abyss of despair.

"Since you all believe in Luo, then I'll buy you, I'm short of a maid, you're just right. Luo Chunting smiled and said innocuous words, as if buying a person was like playing.

Wei Ruoyun looked at this eldest lady with envy, knowing that this would be her master in the future, she humbly took 10 taels of silver, made an appointment, buried her mother, and went to Prime Minister Luo's mansion to report.

Wei Ruoyun took the hot 10 taels of silver, and her tears couldn't stop slipping down.

Three days later, Wei Ruoyun buried Luo's mother, and kowtowed 3 times in front of the grave, "My daughter is not filial, I can't keep my filial piety for my mother, I hope my mother knows everything, don't blame my daughter, my daughter is gone, and I will come to see my mother when I have time." ”

After Wei Ruoyun finished saying this, he rushed to the Prime Minister's Mansion, at this time Wei Ruoyun didn't know that this was the beginning of confusion and the beginning of a nightmare.

At this time, the heavy snow had stopped, and the bright winter sun was shining on the earth, Wei Ruoyun took his belongings, a few clothes, and a little broken silver, and knocked on the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Wei Ruoyun went from having nothing when she stepped into the Prime Minister's Mansion to later being glamorous and rich, all of which were given by one person, that is Luo Chunting, and because of her, Wei Ruoyun's final ending was extremely miserable.

The moment Wei Ruoyun finally closed his eyes, he asked himself, "Have you ever regretted it?"

Perhaps, the most regrettable thing is that I stepped into the Prime Minister's Mansion in the first place. ”

The housekeeper of the Prime Minister's Mansion is a very good person, and after asking Wei Ruoyun's origin, he directly arranged for Wei Ruoyun to be a rough maid, and he can serve tea and pour water every day.

Wei Ruoyun suddenly felt that it was not bad to stay in the Xiangfu, Wei Ruoyun was under the stove in the Xiangfu, thinking blankly.

"Mother, I have found a good job, you can rest assured, I hope my mother bless me, and the future is bright. Wei Ruoyun clasped her hands together and prayed silently.

Maybe this is a good start, but the development of things is far beyond Wei Ruoyun's expectations, the wheel of fate, as if it will never stop, desperately rolling forward, and Wei Ruoyun's fate, also want to papier-mâché kites, although beautiful, gorgeous, but after all, so fragile.

As soon as the wind blew gently, it was blown messily and crumbling, and if the wind was stronger, it might be like a kite with a broken string, flying to an unknown place. Never back.

Although this kite is cheap, it was once beautiful and loved by many people, but cheap goods, after all their value has been squeezed out, are usually abandoned, like throwing away waste, forgotten in a dusty corner, and waiting to be disposed of.

No one seems to remember that this kite also seemed to have been once beautiful, more gorgeous and brilliant than all kites, and was once the pearl in people's hands and the object of people's pursuit.

Fate seems to be like this, with no end in sight and no end in sight.

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