Legend of Ravaging Dynasties: Sorrow Chapter 14

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Plots that have been seen countless times in TV series. One by one on his own.

For example, in the middle of class, I will suddenly rush out of the classroom and start vomiting.

For example, when I started to like to eat the school canteen, Meimei. When no one sees them, they will eat one by one.

And there are more things that TV dramas cannot teach themselves.

Just like getting up this morning, Yi Yao stood in front of the mirror, and his skin became better than before.

And once heard from the woman in the alley, "If you are pregnant with a daughter, your skin will be much better." Such a topic used to be like dust floating billions of light-years away without a sense of reality, but now, it covers the face like a spider silk on the door.

His young and smooth face in the mirror. Like one

Porcelain.

But when the porcelain was broken, no matter how smooth it was, there was only one sharp and broken piece left.

Thinking about this, Yi Yao fixedly looked at himself in the mirror.

Lin Huafeng has also got up. When I walked to the table, Yi Yao woke up in the morning and cooked breakfast on it.

And the previous guilt for my mother has been wiped away day by day without any difference from before. The person in front of me still said when I was fifteen, "I hate her very much, but sometimes I love her very much."

"Who are you going to seduce after taking photos for so long? You still don't look bad after taking photos. Just like your dad!"

"My dad is unlucky enough," Yi Yao turned around, "How else would I meet you."

A slipper slammed over, and Yi Yao tilted his head to avoid it.

She sneered, then went to class with her schoolbag on her back.

Lin Huafeng's voice came from behind, "If you want to fall, you can throw me under the wheels of the car on the road. Don't fall into the alley, who are you going to fall to see you?!"

Yi Yao turned around and brought the door to him, and said flatly, "No one saw me anyway when I fell, but when you hit me, I don't know who you want to call to see me."

The door was closed by Yi Yao.

Lin Huafeng was left shaking in front of the table. The hand holding the bowl exploded several blue veins because of the force.

The daylight outside the window seems to be less pale. It has a slightly warm tone. Smudge the sky.

A flock of pigeons flew across the narrow strip of sky above the alley.

There seems to be a siren in the distance.

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The last class in the afternoon is geography.

A huge map of the world on the blackboard.

The geography teacher, dressed like a map of the world, stood on the podium and swung his pointer in the air.

Yi Yao even felt like it was drawn directly on the faces of the students in the first row.

But she doesn't care about these today.

In the pocket on the right hand side is the four hundred dollars my father gave me last time. Pinch it in his hand, because it was too hard, it has been softened by sweat.

And in the pocket on the left hand side, is an address I copied from the computer.

When I saw Qi Ming waiting for him at the school gate after school, Yi Yao told him that he had something to do and beat him back first.

Qi Ming didn't say anything. He stood and looked at her for a while, then pushed the car away.

The back figure is particularly conspicuous in the crowd. The white down jacket is blown by the wind, like a cloud of light.

Yi Yao watched Qi Ming walk away, and then rode the bike in the direction opposite to home.

It's also in an alley.

Yi Yao spread out the paper in his hand and slowly looked for it according to the address on it.

There are all kinds of shops around, selling raw fried, cutting hair, selling groceries, repairing bicycles, all kinds of world wells are entwined, like a net woven into a net, and the sweet and mundane flavors float In the air.

There are many dirty stray cats on the side of the road. Looking at Yi Yao with strange eyes. Occasionally one or two suddenly rushed out of the cracks in the wall on the side of the road, stood in the middle of the road, fixedly looking at Yi Yao.

I finally saw the "Private Gynecology Clinic" sign. The white background, black characters, and old-fashioned fonts, because they are hanging outside, have been washed away by the rain and sunlight, leaving most of the color, leaving a grayish appearance, indifferently on the wall outside the window. The chaotic sycamore branches and the jumbled antennas almost swallowed this brand.

It's already the bottom of the alley. Go past the main road.

Actually, I should have come from the other side of the road. A whole alley was worn for nothing.

Go up the cramped stairs, the more you go up, the less light you can see. When I walked to the second floor, only a small yellow light bulb was left hanging on the wall, and the stairs were illuminated as if they had been abandoned for a long time.

The thought of "Let's go back" was haunting my mind, but every time the mother's cold and vicious eyes forced it back. In fact, Qi Ming, who stood behind Li Wanxin in silence that day, was complicit with his mother's gaze. Every time I think about it, my heart suddenly tightens.

I haven't talked to him for many days.

The white down jacket was replaced with a black wool coat. Wrapped in a handsome school uniform.

Yi Yao looked down at his fat trousers. The waistband of the trousers ran out of the belt for a short distance, supporting them outside like a pocket. The deputy squad leader and Tang Xiaomi and the others gathered together proudly and seemed to be afraid that Yi Yao would appear, but they were afraid that Yi Yao would not show the same laughter, like glue poured on their bodies, sticky and painful.

Yi Yao shook his head, not thinking about it.

Raising her head, the light seems to be brighter, and a half-old woman with a big curl is sitting in the corridor. There is a table in front of him. Some yellow medical record cards, registration signs and the like were scattered on the table.

"Excuse me," Yi Yao's voice was so low that he could only hear him, "Look...the gynecologist...is the doctor there?"

The woman with a big scroll raised her head, scanned her eyes up and down a lot, and said without expression: "We are just a doctor."

A piece of paper was thrown over and dropped on the table in front of Yi Yao, "fill it out, and then go directly to the innermost room."

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The ceiling seems to be covered with something. can not see clearly. The window was closed, but the curtains were not closed. The light from outside the window came in and cast coldly on the surrounding white sheets and curtains.

In my ears is the sound of metal slamming from nearby. Yi Yao thought of the tweezers, scalpels, and even tweezers used to clamp minced meat in the TV series. I don't know if the truth is so exaggerated. Although the doctor has told himself that the fetus has not yet formed, it is almost impossible to use forceps to clamp it.

While lying on the operating table, Yi Yao smelled mildew. The icy white sheets gave a damp and cold feeling from under the body.

"Do you want to run away?"

I turned my head to see the doctor sucking a tube of needle medicine into the syringe. I don't know what it is. It's not an anesthetic anyway. If you use anesthesia, you need to add another two hundred yuan. Not so much money. In the words of the doctor, it is "just forbearance and forbearance."

"Take off your pants, what are you waiting for?" The doctor came over with a tray, Yi Yao raised his head slightly, and saw a little white light reflected by those stainless scissors and tweezers in the tray. .

Yi Yao felt a nerve in his body suddenly tightened.

The doctor turned his head and said to the nurse, you helped her take off her pants.

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Yi Yao ran down almost madly, carrying his schoolbag in his hand, and bumping against the handrail of the stairs.

Behind is the loud yelling voice chased by the nurse. The only sentence that can be heard clearly is "We won't refund the money if you ran away like this!"

Almost nothing is visible in the dim stairs. Yi Yao jumped down instinctively, wishing to have a fall, and then miscarry, just like it was played in a white TV series.

When he rushed out of the corridor, intense sunlight suddenly shrouded his head.

It's almost as tingling as blindness. Pulling the retina, casting a complex variety of white shadows.

Standing in the noise. Gradually, his heartbeat resumed.

The tears hung long on his face. It becomes cold when blown by the wind.

Gradually see the surrounding pattern clearly. Three-story old attic. In front of me is a big road with turbulent people. Above the head are the tangled branches of plane trees, and a few leaves that have not fallen in autumn, stay among the branches, and are dried into specimens by the cold air of winter. At the entrance of the alley, an old lady selling boiled corn raised her eyes and half-squinted to look at herself. There was no look in the sunken eye sockets, there was no light at all, hissing like a black hole absorbing his own vitality.

And these are not important.

The important thing is that three girls in brand new school uniforms are clearly projected on the retina.

The bow tie on Tang Xiaomi's head is dazzling red in the surrounding gray buildings. Like a red light, accompanied by sharp alarms.

Tang Xiaomi looked at Yi Yao who rushed down from the attic, tears still hung on her face, one hand was carrying a heavy schoolbag, the other hand tightly grasping the belt, the fat school uniform pants were blown empty by the wind Empty.

She raised her head and looked at the "Private Gynecology Clinic" sign intertwined by countless wires, and then at Yi Yao, who seemed to have lost her soul in front of her, and a bright smile gradually appeared on her face.

Yi Yao raised his head and looked at Tang Xiaomi.

His eyes are tight, tangled and pulled like strings, from a mess to a straight line.

No one looked away.

Familiar scenes and rival scenes. It's just that the characters are reversed in the script.

Until Yi Yao's eyes suddenly darkened. Tang Xiaomi raised his mouth slightly.

I didn't say it, but I can definitely hear the voice--

"I won~IndoMTL.com~ Tang Xiaomin turned her head, smiled at the two girls next to her, then turned and left, and did not forget to wave to Yi Yao when she left, and said something meaning The complex "take care".

Tang Xiaomi turned around, and suddenly felt that the hem of her clothes was caught by someone.

I lowered my head and looked back, Yi Yao's hand was firmly holding the hem of his clothes, and his pale fingers were already shaking a bit too hard.

"Please." Yi Yao lowered his head and Tang Xiaomi could only see a small piece of pale scalp exposed above her head.

"What did you say?" Tang Xiaomi turned around and looked at Yi Yao with his head down in front of him with interest.

Yi Yao didn't speak, but grabbed Tang Xiaomi's clothes harder.

The folds held tightly by the hands, along the clothes texture, showed two or three smaller lines, pointing to Tang Xiaomi's brilliant smiling face.