Legend of Ravaging Dynasties: Sorrow Chapter 5

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There is such a girl in your heart. "Quick"

You would rather give her your morning milk.

You would rather buy pregnancy test strips for her to ride for an hour.

You would rather help her copy notes for her every day and send them to her home.

In the same way, you would rather trust a stranger than her.

And what you believe is that she is a bitch.

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Yi Yao pushed his bicycle towards home.

The prosperity along the road and the atmosphere of the city are entwined, rolling behind him like a movie set.

It's like standing on a parallel elevator in an airport, being rolled forward by the ground.

The hand on the faucet has white fingers because of the force.

Yi Yao suddenly remembered that her mother often said to herself "Why don't you die sooner" and "How can you not die", this kind of words, if realized, can be considered a relief. Only now, before he died, he still had the same reputation as his mother. At this point, the depression in Yi Yao's heart was like a snowball, rolling bigger and bigger, pressing heavily on his heart, almost unable to beat.

The blood cannot flow back to the heart.

The body is floating in the air like lack of oxygen. Can't fall down. Can not fall on the ground down to earth. All the joints were tied with shiny silver threads, and the joints were pulled by people like a puppet. They opened and closed like zombies and walked forward on the street.

The tears were constantly flowing from the eyes, as if someone had pressed a switch to activate the tears, so I couldn't stop. Like all the water in the body, it flows cleanly in the form of tears.

Until the car pushed to the entrance of the alley, in the dim night, when I saw Qi Ming sitting on the side of the road, the switch that was pressed jumped again.

The tears came to a stop.

Qi Ming stood in front of her. The street lamp at the entrance of the alley just illuminates his face. He rubbed his red eyes. He said, Yi Yao, I don't believe what they said. I do not believe.

It's as if someone pressed a switch in the dark, and tears came out without any effort.

"You just believe it!" Pulling the schoolbag in the basket, he fell over Qi Ming.

The pencil case, textbooks, notebooks, and mobile phones all fell out of the bag and hit Qi Ming on his body. A pen was drawn across the face, and a blood stain instantly appeared.

Qi Ming remained motionless.

"You just believed it!" Smashed again.

"You believe it..." smashed again and again. There was an empty schoolbag left, and it hit the body softly with the texture of cotton cloth. Qi Ming stood still, but he felt more pain than he had hit at the beginning.

Over and over again. Throwing towards him without stopping.

It was as if a small hole had been drilled in the body, and strength was continuously draining from that small hole. Yi Yao fell to the ground as if he had taken away his blood. He didn't even cry while crying, leaving only his shoulders shaking high and low.

Qi Ming squatted down, hugged her, and pulled her into his arms forcefully.

It's like holding an empty doll.

"You buy me, you give me money...I will sleep with you."

"I accompany you to bed, as long as you give me money."

Every crying word is like a sharp dagger, thrusting into Qi Ming's chest heavily.

She said, "I am different from my mother! Don't think of me as my mother!"

"I am different from my mother!"

Qi Ming nodded heavily.

The street lights shined down. The boy's black uniform looked like a smoldering night. On the heroic face, the blood flowing out of the gap had already condensed.

Pencil boxes, pens, and books scattered all over the ground, like disassembled parts.

Who broke a doll?

In the alley, Lin Huafeng stood in the dark and did not move.

Every sentence "I am different from my mother!" drew the oxygen around her drastically.

She clutched her heart, where it seemed to be rubbed into a handful of crushed ice, and it was painful from the cold.

It's like taking a big bite of a popsicle in your mouth in summer, and in the end it was so cold that I could only spit it out.

But, how do you spit out the ice that was rubbed into my heart?

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The same. As soon as the key was inserted into the keyhole, the door huffed and opened.

Mother's endless chatter was cleaned up by Qi Ming's sentence "Stay in school and ask the teacher some exercises that I don't understand, so I was delayed."

There are three sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table.

"Dad is back?"

"Yes, your dad just came back, he is taking a shower, waiting for him to wash...Ah! What's wrong with your face?"

"It's nothing," Qi Ming turned away, "It was scratched by accident on the bike."

"How can this work! Such a long hole!" The mother still yelled, "Wait for me to get the medicine kit."

Mother walked into the bedroom and started rummaging through the cabinets.

The sound of my father taking a bath came from the bathroom, and the water from the shower was loud.

Mother searched for alcohol and gauze in the bedroom.

On the table, father's wallet lay quietly. A stack of money can be clearly seen in the wallet.

Qi Ming lowered his head, feeling that the wound on his face was burning up, and there was a hot pain.

The second time the sadness flows against the river

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There are some things that are isolated between people, which can easily cut deep gullies between each other. After it rains, and then becomes a river, there is no way to cross it.

If there is another fog on the river...

It's like the first time Qi Ming, who was fourteen years old, soiled his underwear with nocturnal emission. After he got up in the morning, he tucked his pants under the pillow and then went to class. After going home at night, he took the morning trousers and went to the toilet. When I met my mother, my face blushed slightly.

Mother watched him holding his pants and habitually reached out to take them. He was unexpectedly rejected by Qi Ming.

"Which trousers are you doing well? Didn't I wash them for you? Today is a silly boy," the mother stretched out her hand, "Come here, hurry up."

Qi Ming turned sideways, his face was about to burn, "No, I will wash it myself." He bypassed his mother, walked into the toilet and closed the door.

Mother stood outside the door, listening to the sound of the tap inside, laughing thoughtfully.

Qi Ming came out of the toilet, waved the water on his hand, and just reached out and wiped it on the towel, he saw his mother standing in the aisle of the living room, looking at himself with a smile on his face, "Silly boy, you I thought my mother didn't know."

Suddenly, an uncomfortable sensation flows from the blood vessels into the heart, like drinking too sweet sugar water, so sweet that the throat makes a sad itchy. It's like being bitten by a mosquito in the throat.

"It's nothing, I'm." Qi Ming touched his face, making it uncomfortably hot.

"Oh, you and your mother are still afraid of being ashamed. Mom will wash it in the future. Good deed. Become a boy, haha."

Qi Ming closed the door of his room, fell on the bed, pulled the quilt and covered his head.

The voice of my mother outside the door was high-key and clear.

"Hey, Qi Fangcheng, your baby son has become an adult, haha, let me tell you..."

Qi Ming lay on the bed, covered with the quilt, stretched out his hand, touched the switch of the electric light on the wall, pressed it on, then off, pressed on, and then off. The light can't hit the quilt, it can only form a fuzzy light on the eyelids.

My heart seemed to be covered with a gray film, like the twilight in the alley in the evening, with the smell of hot oily smoke, which made my heart uncomfortable.

A few days later, when going to school one morning, my mother and a few middle-aged women happened to be chatting at the door. Qi Ming pulled his schoolbag, squeezed past them, and said in a low voice, Mom, I'm going to class first~IndoMTL.com~Qi Ming hadn't walked two steps far when he heard the voice of dialogue behind him.

"I heard about your son~ hehe." Yin and Yang smiled strangely.

"Oh, Li Xiulan, you have a big mouth, how can you tell me everywhere." Mother pretended to be angry. No matter how annoying the voice was, it was still smiling.

"Oh, this is a good thing. It's not good to have a grandson as soon as possible. Hahahaha." Annoying smile.

"The child now, really, has good nutrition. I want to be the old one in our family!" An older woman.

Qi Ming yanked the bicycle out of the stack, too hard, and tore down a row of cars parked at the entrance of the lane.

"Oh, shy! Your Qi Ming is really tender."

"What's so tender? Your boss is not young, how can you be so serious." Mother laughed with her.

Qi Ming wished that suddenly the alley was dropped by a bomb, which made the world peaceful.