12. Pioneer grass

12. Pioneer grass

Miyagi.

Evil and evil: The closest, the sharpest.

Last night I dreamt about my sister again. As if the sky was snowy, as if the night sky were white, and as if everything had returned to the way we first met. I was young and she was just young. Most importantly, she was still alive.

One.

Twenty years ago, she killed two people in Yanpei.

In the snow, when a man looked naked at her, he took the stabbings of the rise and threw them down. They say they’re scratched to death, and they’re bleeding.

She was not afraid alone. When the sky was blindfolded, she put on two cloths, dragged the body out and dragged it to the mountains. If the blood leaks, it leaves a red on the snow. It’s bright and beautiful. It’s just that the wind blows and it smells.

The sister buried the body in the woods and, when she came back alone, threw up behind the house, as if she was going to spit out the gall.

Of those two, one was her father and one was mine.

When I met her, she was already the youngest building in Yan’s neighbourhood. The word “building phoenix” may not be accurate, but it’s coming from the south, because it sounds better, so it’s called.

In fact, Yan-bei had not built a large building at the time, but a small courtyard had gathered in the north. The men in the neighborhood are in line for fun.

In the north, it was dark and early, sometimes snowing and no one was seen on the streets. It’s always only on the way to the third sister’s room, with the greatest and deepest footprints.

My mother died early and moved around with her father. When I arrived in Yanbei, I heard very soon about my sister. One of the wives used to come to the neighborhood and bring some sugar to our kids and sometimes to give us a handshake.

Her name is Kim, and she’s actually the “mother” with her sister because she’s been through a fire, half of her face is burned and only her nose and eyes are visible. So she always wears a gray, high-collar sweater, pulls her collar up, and speaks with her hands in her face. As for the cause of the fire, it appears that it was the third sister.

She had a dozen girls, blind, deaf, unable to do anything else, and she was taken to this path.

Only the third sister must have all the tails and look good. It appears that she was not willing to do so, so she always tied her sister up with a chain and a lock. The chain is long enough for the sister to drag her feet to the toilet outside the door, sometimes with the snow coming out of the air and stepping on a piece of the ground, like the whip my father pulled on me.

I was 12 years old, a girl, but I was often beaten. Every time my father beats me hard, I sneak into his room and steal his modest allowance in retaliation.

My mother taught me that she was a thief before she was forced to marry my father. And when they cannot afford to eat, they live on a special embroidery needle in their hands. When she died, she held my hand tight and put a needle in my hand in fear that I would be left unattended and unable to live. She knew my father’s horror and had to do this seemingly dirty thing for me.

The first time I met my sister, it was a snowy day. That was when I got addicted, broke into someone’s house and got caught. Neighbors made generous gestures, but the father couldn’t get through my face, dragged me all the way, fell hard into the snow, and ordered me to take off my coat and to stand on the ice barefoot.

My feet are so cold and sore. And here comes the golden lady, with a big basket in her hand, with a hot white air. Wow, there’s a chain going on. When it was freezing, she took her sister with her.

I always remember that even if I was cold enough to almost lose consciousness, my eyes were still clear. In that blizzard, all white, all-faced weather, she’s like the only color that’s been lit. She’s wearing a thick black tampons, two black plumbtails, a red face, and a sweet and bright laugh.

“Mr. Chan, why haven’t you come lately? Did you forget all about me? I’m sorry. That’s what she said, as if she was free and not chained. My father laughed at her naively, and he was so relieved. The punch that was supposed to be on my face was loose.

The petals of snow fell in pieces, laid on the head and shoulder of my sister, and fell on my shivering body. Every time they say a joke, I feel pain and almost cry.

“Yo, whose baby is this? The third sister saw me, and at that moment, her pupils blinked, and her eyes tumbled, and she felt like, “Don’t freeze. I’m sorry.

My father looked at me like he didn’t know anything. I’m sorry.

“It used to be a girl’s house, and I thought it was a nice young man. “My sister came to me like that, and when she touched my cheek like snow, my strutted nerves snapped and cried.

“Poor little girl, need a hot bath. My sister turned to my father and said, “I’ll take her back to me and pick her up later, okay? I’m sorry.

“Don’t worry about her! I’ll die like her mother! “My father is so ferocious. Since the death of her mother, he has pushed all the incompetences to me, and I have listened to them countless times.

But she was not afraid of him, as if she were able to break through the great snow screen without any hindrance. She crouched down and picked up my cotton boots, which my father had left behind, folded them together and beat them so hard that the snow layer on them fell and gently lifted my frozen feet into the boots.

And when she took me from my father, she spitted out, “I’ll wait for you tonight.” I’m sorry.

In just five words, it was clear to me that my father’s face had suddenly melted and showed a kind of greed. But that kind of tenderness disgusts me. I don’t think she likes it either. When she comes back to me, her eyes are completely blind and there’s no focus. And then I knew that when she faced most men, it happened.

That night was probably the first time I felt the warmth of motherhood. Despite being so young, she did everything she could to take care of me. She burned the water and gave me a bath in the bucket. Wiped my hair with clean towels and touched my scars with gentle hands. The chains on her feet dragged heavily on the ground, but she was so light. I looked at her face in the air, and I remembered the image of my mother. When I came back, I cried my eyes red.

My sister wrapped me in loose cotton, and smiled at my hair, saying, “O you, it’s so sad to cry. Remember later, use it on the people you have to deal with.” When you face yourself, you have to swallow it. I’m sorry.

Before I finished talking, I heard a door tap. It’s true that my father came with a snowstorm on the night of the north wind. I was standing at the door looking. It was like he had been drinking and his eyes were red, and she was taken to the house on her back.

I heard her voice, “Be gentle, there’s a child next to her…”

But the sound was soon drowned. Then I heard only the heavy breathing of my father, the shaking of the bedbed, and the groaning of my sister, who tried so hard. And I covered my ears, and raised my feet, and pushed out the window, which had been frozen in half, and let the cold wind come in, and let the sound of the wind drown, until it drowned me.

Since then, my father has taken me to my sister. If someone asks me, he uses me as a cover to say, “Damn girls have no idea what they’ve been doing since they were little girls, running to women” and sounds like they’ve got a better name.

She knew that my father was a very generous man, that she was very busy with me, and sometimes she took me by her side. I saw her often lighting a small mud stove to make her medicine, a bowl like black water, and let her drink it with her frowning eyebrows, and the bitter strangling came up, and I followed.

I don’t know what it’s for. Then it became clear that drinking it could interrupt the menstruation. This way she can pick up people day and night for a long time. No wonder everyone else called her a human being. But she didn’t yell. She’s always talking to me about fun. She’s trying to make me laugh.

But I’m never happy. Although I tried to contain myself, it was no longer stolen, but my father’s hatred of me did not diminish, but deepened as I grew more and more like a mother.

When money was tight, I could not see my sister, and Father was increasingly abusing me, and even began to ask me to strip naked and kneel on the floor and let him yell. When his hand touched the chest I had just developed, my whole body spasmed and pushed him unconsciously.

Then suddenly the look of his father changed, and he retraced my body, and it took him a while to put down his voice and say, “Get on the bed.” I’m sorry.

“No, no. “I fought him for the first time because I felt indescribable danger.

And every time he laid hands on me before it, We were silent and patient, because it was clear that rebellion would not help, but we never asked forgiveness.

I’ve had a slap on my face, and my nose bleeds out in an instant, and my nose smells like blood.

I stood up and wrapped up my cotton so fast I tried to grab the door. But my father pulled me in one hand and then pulled me over and fell on the ground.

That night, which I will never forget, I did not know where I came from and could walk out of the room with a scar after my father slept. Walking through a yard with heavy snow, over a fence covered by barbed wire.

The only thing I remember to take away was the needle that my mother left me. When I came to the door of my sister’s house one step at a time, the sky began to shine. A long blood trail has been dragged from behind me from the back of my hand and the cracks on my feet.

The third sister was blue, and as she looked at me in the snow and grabbed a bouquet of blood to wipe her wounds, she ran to me and held me in her arms. Then suddenly I felt the snow was warm, and it was not only so bright and clean, but even so gentle.

The next afternoon, my father called.

Before that, my sister told me a lot. She stated that she was also abused by her father and kept in a cattle shed like an animal, with the only pleasure of raising a small group of chicks.

She tried to run on several occasions, but her father brought her back.

Every time she ran, her father strangled a chick in front of her.

And the sister said: Then it became clear to me that there were some people in the world who, as long as they were alive, would not be able to live, and my only hope was for them to die. I’m sorry.

Her hopes had not materialized, but rather her father had heard that she was going to sell her.

Just that night, she decided to make it happen through her own hands.

So she did. The body was buried on a snowy hill, but the blood was not clean.

In a hurry, she set fire to the fire and set fire to the fire and a large amount of it.

The golden woman who lived across the door came on fire and took her out. That’s how she burned her face.

My sister owes her her life, so she has to be chained here, from one fire pit to another. But she said she didn’t regret it. At least she didn’t sit there and she did.

My father’s banging on the door, my hands on my knees, and twitching.

I feel like I can hear my heart and hold my hand tight, “This time, I’ll help you. I’m sorry.

Two.

I broke the iron lock on my sister’s feet with a needle left by my mother, which made it easier for her to move. When she went down, the blood splattered. I replaced her with my tampons, and she insisted that she drag the body out and not let me know where it was buried.

After a day after my father died, my father’s friends came to me. The Golden Lady talked to them with smiles for a while, and finally sent them away before coming to see her.

She lit the smoke on her hands and took a sip of it. I’m sorry.

Third sister bites her hand and laughs, “How do I know what’s wrong with him?” He spent the night with me and left before dawn. I’m sorry.

“Boo! “You think I believe you?” What about your dad? Don’t think I can’t take care of you if your wings are hard. I’ve got your handle! I’m sorry.

And it was a moment when I saw the eyes of the three sisters shaking, and then something came down with its stripping, and it fell into the cold ground with a frost. Once upon a time, she was silent and she endured being chained by a golden woman. I feel like I owe you a debt here. But now she thinks she’s still in love, and she’s never thought she’d be in business.

Third Sister hasn’t spoken yet, and the Golden Lady points to me standing in the corner, “And she?” You’ve got such a big living man! How dare you say you have nothing to do with Chen’s disappearance? I’m sorry.

My sister came to me and put my head on my chest, and one hand covered my ear, and said, “This child is mine, come to me, it’s not illegal. Leave her alone. I’m sorry.

“You mean to keep her? “You’re going to teach her a lesson about men? I’m sorry.

She didn’t answer, she just laughed and rubbed my head.

Her smile made me feel safe.

In the early morning hours of yesterday, when she returned from the body, I was seen standing in the snow in my father’s cotton shoes. I’m trying to get people to think that their father left on footprints, so that they could get rid of the suspicion.

After the snow, it was cold, and I stepped on it, step by step, and came to her.

And at that moment, when the face of her sister was very moving, she looked me in the eye and said to me, “Whoever is any more evil to you from now on, I will make him die. I’m sorry.

I thought so too.

When the sister-in-law got up, and she didn’t know what to do, a neighbor who knew my family came to see me at the police station.

But my sister hid me in a small room and told them I ran away.

“The boy, too stubborn to say he was going out to find his father, couldn’t stop him, and ran away. And when she said that, she cried, and no one could believe it, and said, “When did she come back? I’m sorry.

It is clear that neighbours do not want to add to my burden. There was no one to worry about. Just leave some of my father’s stuff and leave, say we’ll keep in touch.

She’s standing by without a word. She’s just laughing.

When everyone else left, she simply told me that she had decided to take me in to work with her and that she didn’t need me to thank her.

I can’t help but be alarmed at what it means to myself. Or did she gently press my shoulder?

I was able to untie my sister’s feet and she never told me. I secretly felt she was planning something.

In the middle of the night we slept on a bed with our heads facing our heads, and she said in my ear, “Our life must not be buried in such a place.” I’m sorry.

Yanbei, a small town, happens to have a new leader for inspection.

That night someone came to talk to Kim. Zhao is known as Zhao Secretary and works in the town.

A few years ago, he played here with Kim for a while, and he was impressed to come and ask for her help.

He said that the new leader came to Yanbei this time, which was a very cold place, and that it was hard to travel, and it was dark and snowy, and nothing was going on. I wonder if Mrs. Kim can find a way to get some girls to be happy with the new leader.

Needless to say, she thought of her sister first.

The next day, she was given a walk, followed by Secretary Zhao in the middle of the snow.

I gave it to you to look good.

I didn’t expect it to be a few hours before it came back.

Secretary Zhao was swinging his hands at her mother-in-law, saying that the new leader had a special hobby and that he did not want the normal beautiful woman.

“The Third Sister is already the best in the world. “If not, I can’t help it.” I’m sorry.

“I know it’s good to have a third sister, but everyone knows she’s number one here and there’s a lot of customers.

How can a leader like this one that too many people have played? Zhao’s voice is getting lower, “The leader means that he likes the ones he hasn’t been touched by a man, preferably young. I’m sorry.

“Who’s gonna let a young girl do this?” Neither will the beast ”: Zhao’s secretary kept his mouth shut just after the exit. Then she turned her eyes and looked at me.

I was standing next to them and pouring water, like a rabbit staring at a vulture, with a vibrator.

Then there was long persuasion.

First, Secretary Zhao persuaded Mrs. Kim to say that the Yanpei area was where she was the largest in the meat business. If the new leader is offended on this occasion, the new officer will be given three fires, and the first fire will be burned to the head of Kim.

Then she came to talk to me.

She said she had no choice but to let me suffer, but whoever has me here and ate her food must follow her rules, and will pick her up sooner or later, not even a few years earlier.

Besides, it’s a “officer” thing, and if I could make him happy, then my life would be over, and even my sister wouldn’t have to worry.

This is a saliva, and all I feel is a gruesome picture of me running out of my father’s hand the other day, crying and crawling on the road and asking for help from my sister.

But if I think about it, I haven’t said a word. It wasn’t until Mrs. Kim put her hand on the table and let her make a statement that she took a picture of my wrist and showed an unexpected smile of understanding, “Well, since it’s all here, don’t hold it, I’ll see you go. I’m sorry.

At that moment, I only felt cold.

It’s as if the wind and snow are blowing into my body in the air. And the sight became blurry, and she heard nothing but three sisters saying, “Take good care of the leader, and be not afraid; I will send you.” I’m sorry.

I was mechanically pushed by her to bathe in the bathroom, and mechanically she was pressed to brush my hair in front of the mirror.

When she pushed me out, I noticed she had a little package in her hand.

Secretary Zhao asked: “What is this? I’m sorry.

She smiled and said, “Get dressed when the girl is finished.” After all, she’s too young to take it. I’m sorry.

Her tone was so light, as if she were talking about something normal.

And on her feet, she’s wearing a chain that she’s actively demanding.

In this scene, I was shocked and angry, and I did not expect her to change so quickly. I had been promised protection a short while ago, but now I’m in the abyss. I hate myself for believing in her, and I hate my power.

The moment I got in the car, I was thinking about running or dying.

It was freezing, and the old car was shaking in the snow.

Where should I go? Did you run all the way into the mountains like your sister buried her body? Will it freeze to death in the mountains? Or should we run to a place where there’s a station?

It’s just the twilight sank, and I can barely see the direction. The more I think about it, the more I start to shake.

Just as the car had just taken off the road, the sister in the co-pilot’s position suddenly turned around and made me look and raised her feet to signal to me that I would unlock her.

My heart beats rapidly, and my hands are shaking, and I can only bite my lips, and the whole human body leans down and puts the embroidery needle into the lock.

For a second, when the chain was loose, the sister pulled out of the small package, “brushing” a silver light flash, which was a small knife.

The third sister put the knife on the neck of Zhao’s driving secretary.

Secretary Zhao was surprised that the steering wheel had slipped and the car had slipped into one side without control.

The third sister threw the package to me, and it came out in pieces, with a man’s watch, a ring, money and a leash.

Girl, hurry up!

I’m very impressed with the fact that I took that leash and put it around Secretary Zhao’s neck from the back.

He screamed, “What do you want? I’m sorry.

My sister laughed, “Drive! Take us to the station!”

Secretary Zhao has taken the wheel by surprise, “You don’t know what’s wrong…”

“I think it’s you who doesn’t know what you’re doing! After a cry, the red blood came up.

I pulled the rope in my hand, and I seem to know my sister again.

“Why do you have to say this?”

“Shut up! I just let you drive! “The third sister drove a window and, with the snow pouring in, made two noises.

And at that moment she returned to the innocent young woman whom I knew, even though the knife of her hand was covered in blood, but she laughed.

“Men are all paper tigers! You see, as long as you’re heartless, they fall! Third sister looked at the front, and she broke his face. Is this for the station? I’m warning you, don’t slip in front of me, or I’ll stab you right now. I’m sorry.

“I, I didn’t see the way, I changed it immediately…” Zhao’s secretary started sweating on his head, and he looked at her like a monster and looked at her with fear.

The car stopped by the road at the long distance station.

Secretary Zhao was right.

There was no one above the platform and the road was closed. No car today.

But she didn’t move at all. She didn’t relax for a moment with her knife on Zhao’s neck. I’m sorry.

I pressed her to pick up everything in the back seat and shoved it into the bag and pushed the door out. However, just as I untied the rope, Secretary Zhao was able to see the moment, and one of his back hands was torn by her wrist, and then her hair was torn to the window.

Boom, that was loud. I was standing outside the car and I saw it, and I was rushing to open the co-pilot’s door. But she’s not afraid. She died with a knife, and the blade has been cut into the flesh.

Zhao’s hand with her hair was too late for her to let go, and she bit her teeth as bright as her shell turned into a sharp weapon and was born with a skin removed from Zhao’s hand.

“Shit, fuck you…” Secretary Zhao’s in a hurry.

The third sister grabbed the moment and lifted her knife up and stabbed him to the shoulder.

That’s a tough one. Zhao’s secretary has his mouth shut and his whole body is paralyzed.

My sister pulled his shirt, rubbed the blood on the blade with a nasty face, then folded it in her own cotton pocket, jumped out of the car, grabbed my shoulder and whispered, “Let’s go!” I’m sorry.

I don’t know where we’re going, but my heart is full of excitement.

I understand you won’t take me back to Kim.

To this day, my most memorable and beautiful memory continues to be the moment to walk into a thick snow curtain with her hands.

That’s like a freshman to me, too.

For the following two days, instead of leaving by car, we were hiding in a temple behind the station.

You’re thirsty and you’re hungry and you eat candy and beef jerky.

We’re afraid to make a fire. We’re afraid to be found.

Secretary Zhao will certainly make the whole matter known to the leader, and she will certainly not let us go. But as long as my sister smiles around, I’m afraid of nothing.

The three sisters croaked in their heads with great cynicism, with dust and sound recordings.

She said that she had a dream in which she was spoken to by the mother-in-law and specifically said something she would not tell me. But she is convinced that the Buddha will understand and will not blame her for what she has done.

The last night I slept in a broken temple, I leaned by my sister. It’s dark outside the window, it’s beautiful outside the snow.

I said, “What do we do now?” I’m sorry.

She said, “Don’t worry, I have begged the Buddha, and she will surely protect us.” Even if it’s always snowy, we can walk out of here. I’m sorry.

She’s right.

3

In the years that followed, my sister took me into town.

We moved from this town to that town, we served as waitresses, we washed our hairs, we stole meat in the market, and we kneeled down and asked for money.

It is also heartbreak, and whenever we see someone coming in police clothes, we turn and run, and we can hide as far as we can and move around.

It was a very turbulent time, and almost all the good things she saved were sold out. But even if I was poor, my sister wouldn’t let me steal.

It’s been a long time since she confiscated the needle my mother left me.

But I don’t hate her, I know she’s for my good. Every bus we’re on is going south, until it’s completely gone.

It’s been two years since you’ve been settled.

Third sister went to work at a bathing centre, cashed in the front desk during the day and danced at night.

She’s still pretty, and the things she’s been through leave no trace of her face, a black and white eye, as clear as water.

I lied about my age, washing dishes in the back of a small restaurant and going to night school.

I went to school with kids of my age in Yanbei for a few years, and I learned a lot.

My sister was very proud of me, and took me to dinner in the dining room of the bathing centre, and said to others, “This is my sister. I’m sorry.

The owner of the bathing centre is Wong, and he wants to be called Huang.

He’s got the big guy in the Hong Kong movie. He always wears a black suit, he wears a black sunglasses, and his hair is polished.

I can see he likes her. He only takes his sunglasses off when he’s talking to her. He has a little green bean-like eye.

Third Sister had already seen clearly in men and women, and there were certainly 10,000 ways to catch Huang. So I often watched Mr. Wong bring her all kinds of gifts and drive her for a ride.

The sister was only naively smiling, beating him up with that original cocoon, and smuging his face with a tanned black hair.

I whispered, “Do you like Huang?” I’m sorry.

Sister, smile, “What do I like about him?” Do I like him? I’m sorry.

I was wrong, I was never loved by a man, and I have always treated this loving praise as something precious. But it’s obvious to my sister that none of this matters.

She’s beautiful, full, like she’s supposed to be born with a lot of love. And I’m dry and thin and mediocre.

I used to imagine what it would be like to have a man talk to me like that.

I’d be happy if he really liked me.

Remember, my sister said to me, “Men can’t be trusted. What they call love is nothing but “sleepable” or “no sleepable”. Don’t think of them as noble. They’re all the same in bed. I’m sorry.

I listened to her whispers and felt nothing but sweat.

And she had some sad smiles in the mirror, wearing only the upper half of her underwear, white and full of skin, and a good-looking red rose.

I don’t think I’m enough to understand what she’s talking about, but it’s only superficially felt that Wong doesn’t deserve her. And she has the right to pick and choose from others.

One of the most hateful words of people is that it is not long, but it is always so true.

At night school, I recommended good students for regular high school studies, and I took the exam and was soon eligible. However, it is necessary to complete a detailed civil registration and to obtain an identity document.

Third Sister and I were just panicking.

Once upon a time, we ran all the way out of our homes, forgetting everything we had left behind. Now trying to prove who you are again becomes the biggest problem.

For me, giving up this opportunity is nothing.

But she’s upset, and she keeps saying that even if it doesn’t work out now, the future must be a creep, so it’s hard to get through.

I couldn’t think of a way to do that, but later I knew she was begging for Huang. According to others, Huang is a man who can “go to heaven” if he wants to do it, whatever his identity, background, that’s how much he wants.

My sister asked him, “Doesn’t it really work? I’m sorry.

Mr. Wong smiled on her shoulder and said, “It’s so common to talk about money. There’s so many things in the world that can’t be solved with money. I’m sorry.

Despite the fact that she was laughing and opening his hand, she actually had a bright heart.

In a few days she took Mr. Wong back to our rented room. In the middle of the summer, the gentle night wind blew a large part of the white veil open, and I saw her in the door.

She did not cry or laugh, and quickly spread her soft body, like a living vine, bound the ugly and clumsy yellow boss.

Her mouth was moving, chewing something, like candy, like beef jerky.

She tastes like she’s got nothing but food on her hands, except that her body barely moves with Master Wong. After this, she stretches her hand over the bedside cabinet and stuffs it in her mouth.

The moment she raised her eyes, she noticed my eyes. She didn’t hide. She just turned around and smiled at me.

“Son, did you see the book that says, “You’re color-eating.” And the next day, when she brushed my hair, she said, “Your sister and I took both. Are you happy? I’m sorry.

And I bite my lips and do not speak, and verily in the mirror there is My shadow.

She’s not happy, I know.

Re-use the body to meet the man as if she had been pushed into the pit again. But then it seemed to be the fastest way to do it, and in a month, Huang took us to the photo studio to take a picture for the ID.

Third Sister and I are very nervous, and when we look at the camera, we’re not gonna be able to smile like everyone else.

It’s just that my picture is ugly, and she’s different, and she’s sad and her eyes are still so bright.

The identity card was kept in use. It’s called “Li Wanrong” and it’s my mother’s last name, and it’s my mother’s name.

My sister’s name is Liu Xiaoxiang, and I asked her if it was her real name, and she didn’t answer, but when she was asked, she always answered, “Just call me Sister. I’m sorry.

Mr. Wong is increasingly taking care of her.

He didn’t like the place we rented, he just found another house, in the luxurious part of the new city, under the window of the street, a new, built-up tarp road, which looked like a hot day.

I like to look in the window, sometimes down. Every time I see my sister back from outside, it’s like a scenery unfolds in front of me. She was wearing a ginger-coloured dress, and her hair jumped with her feet, just as she walked to me in the snow across Yanbei.

About three days a week Wong will be here overnight.

He’s got a couple of girlfriends somewhere else and he’s not shy enough to talk to her. I’ve never been angry with my sisters, but I’ve been very happy to ask about them, and I’m groaning behind my back: “They’re stupid girls.” I’m sorry.

The division took place one year later in the morning. I just got up and I was ready for school, and I only listened to the sound of a key sticking in a lockhole outside the door.

The sound was so busy, it was like a bit of a stupor, and it just gave up, and it was like, “Boom-Boom-Boom.” I was too scared to make a sound, or did the sister close her hair and come out and open the door.

She was not feeling well the other day, lying in a room, pulling the door open for a second, and the whole person seemed to be blown by the outside wind.

It’s not someone else who’s taken the door, it’s Huang. He’s not wearing sunglasses today, his little eyes are swollen and he’s angry.

I can’t tell you what to say. The third sister had not been able to stand on her heels and had fallen on the ground in an instant after being so beaten up.

“Good girl! I know you’re not a clean house girl, and who would have thought you were still carrying this? “The yellow boss is raving madly, his voice is high and low, and he hears a lot.

Third sister lies on the floor, thick hair covers her face.

After a minute of stunned failure to get up immediately, she suddenly jumped on the floor with his mouth full of dirty words and tried to keep punching and kicking her.

I screamed, but I was pushed back by my sister and pushed the toilet in a few steps.

It didn’t hit him, but scared Mr. Wong. He must’ve never seen her now.

Keep your mouth shut! “I haven’t been looking for you yet. Did you bite first? Now get the fuck out of here!”

“Let me go? This is my house! He stepped in a few steps and grabbed his sister’s long, white neck and then pushed him to the window.

My sister struggled so painfully as a swan in distress. The whole of her head was pulled out of the window and her hair was in the air.

“If you don’t listen, I’ll throw you out of the building!” I’m sorry.

On one side, he slapped his sister again. At this point, I can hardly bear to pick up another chair from behind. My sister saw my move, and at that moment she had a machine on her face, and her mouth was squealing, and she looked down at Wong, “I know you wouldn’t dare! I’m sorry.

“You… you’ve made me sick and humiliated in front of others! I’m gonna throw you out of here today. I’m gonna kill you! He’s always screaming, but he’s so nervous, and he’s stopped.

I aimed at the timing and raised the chair and hit him on the shoulder.

He was hit in the ground, and his whole back collapsed and he went down on one side. The third sister had her hands tied to his collar, a sharp flip, and she had him on the window.

Little by little, little by little, the sister moved his neck out of the window so he could just hang his head. Mr. Wong was terrified and he was holding his breath because the pain was only so loud as to make the noise.

If you don’t listen, I’ll throw you out of here. I’m sorry.

She had opened her hand softly, half of Huang’s body fell back in an instant, and his legs were tied to the windowsill and a sharp sarcasm was sounded.

The car is flying on the road, and once it falls, it is likely to be run over to the ground. Even when I was watching, I felt the feeling.

However, the sister quickly pulled his collar and pulled him back. Mr. Wong fell on the ground and he was breathing in his mouth.

The cold sweat has dipped in his shirt and the sister looks at him, “Do you understand? I dare. I’m sorry.

That day, Mr. Wong slipped away. Despite all the swearing.

The third sister fell in my arms in the second he left. I realized she needed to see a doctor. I didn’t understand what it was. It’s always a mystery for me whether she’s infected with Mr. Wong or if he’s infected with her.

It was just that night that we packed up, moved out of that house and went back to a small rental house.

I went to school as usual, and my sister stayed in the hospital for a while. Master Wong left her some money and now spent it on medical expenses. So she’s in a hurry to get better and get a new job and feed us both.

I always feel like I’m a burden to my sister, so I feel guilty. But she never thought, but she said, “You little girl, when you hit a man with a stool, you have the guts, and you are not the one who used to cry when you were scared. I’m sorry.

I told her that everyone would grow up and that one day I could protect her. Whoever bullys her, I’ll let that man die.

“Don’t be so mean. She touched my head, “I’m so angry, I’m done with a beating.” I’m sorry.

After a while, she said, “Remember my words, never count on men at any time, but on us.” I’m sorry.

I tried hard to nod my head, and she smiled and reached out her hand, and we had a nice high-five.

I didn’t think of it at that time. It was our reunion. It was about to fall apart.

4

I went from a first reading to a third grade, and I didn’t have a single delay in school fees. I thought I was the child of a normal family.

One time, after my parents’ meeting, my sister went to work at the ballroom and ran into the father of the classmate who was paid to go there.

It’s coming out fast. There was talk all over the place about “yellow gambling” and “dance halls” and so on, in the eyes of the students, it’s like hell, and it’s dirty.

He even brought me a written bond to read it at an early meeting, stating that he was clear from his sister and would never bring society to class.

Of course I wouldn’t, so I was despised by my class, and they all had a mean look and kept their distance from me.

The class is under pressure, and I’m trying to steal again.

Once upon a time, my sister knew my passion and kept staring at me. But then she came down in this ballroom and became a leader, so she didn’t think so much about me.

There’s a very decent guest in the ballroom, Lin, called Lin Li, who comes here to talk to her and gives her tips. I’d love to see him, not for money, because he looks good.

I’m curious, too, to hear from my sister. But I can’t believe that the first time I saw Lin Li was in the mall’s security room.

Because I stole a box of imported chocolate from the shelf and the boss caught me and called the police.

Two of the men came, one of them got old and was standing out smoking, one of them came in to lead me. As soon as he took his police hat, he showed his face with clear lines, and his black eyes were as if a meteor had crossed in an instant, and the light was a shock to me.

I was 16 years old and I’ve met a lot of men. Even now, he is the only person I have ever met with that look.

And We bathed in his gaze, in fear and shame, and there was no escape.

Lin-Liun did not reprimand me, but he came to me in gentleness, and struck me on the shoulder. And I was at that moment, again, being the most cowardly of myself, and I cried.

“A little girl, just a box of sugar. I’ll pay for it. So he said to the store owner, “Then he pulled out of his pocket a black wallet that was worn out.

I can’t see anything since then, tears blur my eyes. Lin Li would just pull my wrist and take me all the way out. I cried until he got in the car.

The old cop who drove the car asked.

I can’t even talk. Lin Li didn’t have a hurry. He took the chocolate candy paper off and put it in my mouth.

His warm fingers touched my mouth and couldn’t say why I suddenly got blushing.

“It’s not illegal to eat, but to pay. Lin Li said he didn’t notice my plight, but he rubbed my hair in the face, “Remember, little girl? I’m sorry.

I jumped off a police car at the entrance near the school. There’s chocolate in my pocket, but I can’t eat one.

When I’m sitting there, I feel like my mouth is burning and my eyes are out, as if Lin-Ling were still with me. I couldn’t sleep that night. Close my eyes and I see images that happened to my sister, in the bedroom where the curtains flip and the man presses the woman to the bed. It’s just that it’s not Huang and San, but Lin Li and me.

In the days that followed, I was unable to stop thinking about my rivalry.

How can I see him again? Maybe he can only arrest me again.

So I walked into the mall again and put my hand on the shelf.

It’s really my luck. It’s him again.

He’s still like that. He’s good. He’s straight.

My face is red and I can’t help it.

Maybe I should cry. Third sister said my tears are my best weapon against men?

But I couldn’t even cry, and I covered my face with my hands until Lin held my wrist with warm hands, and he cried, “What is wrong with you, little girl?” I’m sorry.

I lied to him.

I told him I had a disease, I couldn’t live without stealing.

It was in a TV show, and the leading actress had a similar mental illness, and it was my best pretext.

He hesitated for half a day, then pulled out his pen and wrote a line of numbers on my hand, “If he wants to steal later, call me, remember? I’m sorry.

Big brother just got popular at the time, and he had his number that made me feel richer and more attractive.

I carried that number down very clearly and went to the pay phone booth every day after school.

I can’t wait for him to pick up, and I’ll hang up. Because just thinking about calling him, it’s enough to turn me on.

Only once, he picked up the phone first.

“Li Wan-Yong?” his voice was clear and firm, “Is something wrong?” I’m sorry.

I have answered in my hurried breath in place of words, and it seems that he soon guessed my mind and said, “Where are you?” I’ll find you. I’m sorry.

So I met Lin five times before and after.

And the sixth time, when I went to the ballroom to find my sister.

The lights flashed, and he was in civilian clothes and easily turned on high-foot chairs.

My sister’s saying some jokes in his ear. He listened with a smile, but it was not until he saw me that the sight became firm.

“What are you doing here? She was surprised and turned around and looked at him, “Sorry, this is my sister. I’m sorry.

“Sister,” he immediately accepted my new identity, showed a big smile and quickly reached out to me, “Hello, my name is Lin Li. I’m sorry.

I was scared, I held out my hand, and I felt like a bowl of milk, and I had to spill it all over him.

He held my hand softly and cautiously, shaking twice, and then he blinked at me with one eye as if he had reached some kind of mysterious bond with me.

He didn’t stab me through the theft, and I didn’t poke him through the police. We accepted each other’s new identity in front of their sisters, as if we were each other’s minds.

After all, I’m afraid to call him again and again. But you can help her and actually go to the ballroom.

Most of the time he talks to her, sometimes he takes me into consideration, and he makes me some harmless jokes.

As long as he talks to me, then it’s enough.

I’ll never find anything brighter than him. Though I was with him, there were beautiful and happy sisters. What am I?

I’m tired of my jealousy.

Two months later, my sister told me that Lin Li was going to help her celebrate her birthday and ordered a famous winehouse. She took the night off at the ballroom, and that night they went to the romantic two-person world. Maybe Lin will confess to her.

“But you said you don’t remember the day of your birthday. “I spit out a sentence pale.

“A silly girl, that doesn’t matter. It’s the day I got my birthday on my ID. “Maybe he really took my relationship seriously, and I should take it seriously.” I’m sorry.

I saw my sister freshen up, blow her hair out of a layer of flowing waves, put sweet skin on her body, and put bright red on her toes.

She’s like a flower that won’t be opened easily, and at this point she’s ready for the midnight flash. The air was filled with excitement. But it upsets me.

Yes, Lin Li will confess to her. For so long, every day, I went to see her, I spoke to her, I never had a soft move, and I chose her place for her birthday.

Everything points to a clearer end where the two of them will come together! And I can’t bear it. I can’t believe I’m angry about the happiness of my sister.

“You go out tonight and eat yourself. Don’t be hungry. The third sister put a hundred bucks on the table and got a little shy in her tone, “Close the door, I don’t have to come back sometime.” I’m sorry.

I didn’t say anything, I just stood by the window and watched her walk and walked out. I didn’t take the money on the table, I was going out.

That winter night, I opened the door of a shop, and the sound of a strangling alarm went off at the moment when all the money was out of the closet. Somebody comes up and pulls me all over me.

Angry shopkeepers started punching and kicking me, bleeding my nose, swollen left eye and crying in despair. Until he was taken back to the police station and saw the familiar old policeman, who quickly recognized me.

He must have spoken to him about me, and he took off his glasses and lamented and said to the police, “Call Lin Li.” I’m sorry.

When I sat in the interrogation room, I understood that nothing could be hidden.

My theft, and Lin Li’s profession, were all revealed at Lin Li’s point of return.

When she saw me, the sister burst, and she came up to pick up my collar, and she slapped me, “I let you pry!” I told you to steal! Why are you so slow? “Why is the cry starting to drown? I couldn’t stop crying. A few years ago she wept because I could break the chains on her, and she couldn’t have imagined that one day she would so hate it.

Lin Li La opened up a mad sister and asked her to follow the police officer outside. Sitting across my face, stretching out my hair, looking carefully at the wounds on my face, making an “hush” exclaim.

“I thought you wouldn’t mind me. * I don’t know where the courage came from, I whispered *

He’s like, “So you’re testing it this way? I’m sorry.

“I thought you only cared about me. I speak to myself, but my eyes do not look at him.

“Are you jealous?” I’m sorry.

That moment, it was as if I was going to burn.

I thought he didn’t know it!

I can no longer speak, and we are so silent that we can only hear one another’s heavy breath.

“Stop messing with me, okay? Or did he open his mouth with this tender, near-sought-up tone?

My heart is sore, my eyes are red.

Promise me you won’t steal again. He whispered, “Put my face up and wipe my forehead, “If you can’t help it, call me and I’ll be with you. I’m sorry.

When We were forced to look at his face, his pupils, and his gentle and vivid look. I wanted to say “good,” but there was no sound in my throat. So I went forward and I kissed his mouth.

God, I kissed him.

I can still remember the touch of my first kiss.

I almost forgot the wounds on my face, the mistakes I had made, the pain and the helplessness that I had just been blamed for, and the feeling that my heart was beating out of my throat, and everything around me changed colours, including the trees before me.

He’s stuck in his eyes with a confused tide. So it’s my turn to smile.

If this is a battle, then I am the greatest winner. For a few seconds, Lin touched his mouth and laughed.

Then I guess I fell in love with him.

He paid me a fine and took me to dinner in the liquor store. Although the angry sister is with me, I understand deeply that Lin’s eyes are different. How can you not look at those changes as smart as your sister?

She looked carefully at our relationship, and over a long period of time, little effort was made.

For example, she will dress up and deliberately ask Lin Li to dance with her; even dare to invite Lin to our house, the look of her heart, the seductive body, seems to prove one thing, and she wants to take Lin Li back from me.

But what makes me happy is that Lin Li has never wavered.

He seemed to enjoy being with me, and enjoying my beauty and my nonsense. He took me for a ride and took me to see the sea at night. We park under a dark light and kiss. Long, gentle kisses.

He’s got a nice, clean smell that reminds me of the snow. I told him that I often imagined that we were slamming each other in the snow and stepping on a long line of snow on our knees.

“Do you like snow so much? Are you from the North? I’m sorry.

Of course I won’t tell him what happened in Yanpei. It’s always between me and my sister. But Lin Li told me many of his secrets.

For example, he wanted to be a good cop and save the poor. I was one of the ones he saved, so he loved it. He had also been to the dance hall and had actually heard reports of yellow-related activities and wanted to investigate the situation.

“Did you come near her just to get some information from her?” I can’t help but ask.

Lin-Li put his hand out on my nose and scratched it gently, “You know what I like best? Smart. You always act like you’re weak, but you know better than anyone. I’m sorry.

My mind was so tense, “Are you serious? You’re just using her as an investigative tool? I’m sorry.

It was probably my shock, and he laughed twice, and said, “The third sister is the head of the ballroom and knows all about the people there, and it’s natural for me to say something about her… She’s beautiful and makes men happy, but sometimes it’s misunderstanding because she knows her strengths too well. I’m sorry.

Speaking of which, he looked at me, and looked at me, “But you’re different, euphemism. Since the first time I saw you in the security room, when you were so pathetic, I thought you were different. I’m sorry.

I can’t describe how I felt at the time, it’s a profound statement that I should be happy about. But why do I feel like I can’t breathe because of what’s sunk in the middle?

The light suddenly went dark that night and our hugs seemed a little weird. He tried to unbutton my shirt in the dark and I held his hand.

5

I have rejected Lin Lian many times, and I don’t know whether it’s fear or disgust.

The shadows that used to be imposed on me by the father could not be overcome. But it seemed like she noticed something, and one night she offered to talk to Lin Li.

“You can fall in love with my sister, but as a parent, I have something to say. In the cold, my sister pulled out a cigarette. The winter in the south never snowed, but the air was wet and cold. Third Sister smoked a few times.

Lin Li is still very open, and he says, “What is it? I’m sorry.

“You can’t take her out for the night,” she looked at me and said, “She’s too young, you know? I’m sorry.

Lin laughed, “I will respect her wishes. I’m sorry.

“In this case, my opinion must be respected. I realized at that moment that she had given up the fight over the forest, with cold eyes and no emotion.

“All right, listen to your sister. “Linley says, “I promise, okay? I’m sorry.

My sister grunted in her nose and pulled my arm and left.

It was once again the night of winter when, years passed, we left the dark-eyed Yanbei and thought we could keep the road wide, but I was still looking at the wrong maze and wondering whether it was the right direction.

My sister whispered in my ear, “You have a boyfriend. How does that feel? I’m sorry.

I don’t know how to answer that. That’s not a concern, but a real question.

Although she had experienced many men, she had never had a boyfriend, so she must be curious. I can tell her I’m really happy to be with Lin Li, but it’s transparent, fragile and impenetrable.

Since the last time I learned of Lin Li’s real intentions to approach her sister, cracks have begun to appear, and my happiness has always been a matter of concern.

Once again, towards the end of the year, Lin Li, as a representative of the young police, participated in the recognition conference. Upon his return, he told me that a new leader had come to take up his post from Yanbei.

He was told his jokes behind his back, saying that he had asked the secretary to pick up the prostitute, that two girls had run off on the way and that the secretary had been seriously stabbed.

The impact of this is so bad that it’s a few things to cover up. So the leader seemed particularly sensitive to the meat business and quickly issued a directive requiring a thorough investigation. A fixed number was even allocated to each police station, and it would not be complete without full arrest.

I’ve almost heard his description with fear, and I’ve been thinking about it for half a day.

Me and my sister left behind, and now they’re coming after me. What if the secretary Zhao is here? What if he meets her and turns us all in? I’m so scared. I can’t imagine what that would be like.

Lin pulled me in and said, “The catch quota is right in front of me, but I don’t have a clue. Wan Yung, can you help me?”

“Me?” I was like, “Oh, my God.” I thought he wanted me to ask my sister about it.

I didn’t think he was going to say anything more than I expected, “I’ll give you some little cards,” he said, “I’ll take them out of my pocket and put them in my hand, with a rough ink mark of a young girl naked on top, with a line of contact calls, and Lin told me, “You go, put these little cards in your sister’s bag, and I’ll bring someone in.”

“You want me to insult my sister? The moment my voice trembles, and the fear that lies in my heart is about to burst.

“It’s not a scandal, Lin has been so busy putting me in my arms, “The ballroom must be a problem, but I just haven’t caught it yet. Besides, she’s just an employee in there, and the big charges have nothing to do with her! Even if you take her in, don’t worry, I’m here. I’m sorry.

I was lying on his chest trying to calm my breath. Yeah, he’s right. Even if she gets caught, Lin Li won’t stand by.

“You will help me. As soon as you’ve done your job, the Bureau will give me an award, and I’ll invite you to my award ceremony! No matter what they say, I’m gonna show them that you’re my girlfriend…” Lin’s whispering in my ear.

“Girlfriend,” the three words are like magic, and they make my heart beat.

I was the daughter of a man who abused me. From then on, I wish I had a brand-new identity, something for others.

Lin Li didn’t tell me he loved me, nor did he take me to his family and colleagues. But right now, he admits to my new identity. I’m his girlfriend. Maybe this is my new kid?

Do you want to do it? I asked myself vaguely. But I haven’t figured out the answer yet. I put that card in San’s red bag.

I didn’t know that the night of Operation “Smacking the Yellow” was called the most dramatic search in the city. Numerous halls, dance halls and bathing centres were involved, and each group of policemen broke into the house and came in prepared to arrest hundreds of people.

However, a few years later, when the leader was arrested for corruption, a voice came forward to defend this action –

It is clear that more than half of the population is trapped as a result of such acts. For some, they are just a number of shocks to the mission, but in fact they have lost too many lives.

Third Sister is one of them. She stood there as if she had witnessed a snowstorm when her bag was torn to shreds and her filthy cards were flying around.

It was too late to look at me, and she was put on the table and handcuffed. Her white sweater was dirty and one of her heels was dropped. I picked up that shoe heel in the back and ran all the way to the police car. There I saw Lin Li.

“Let me put my shoes on, it’s too cold!” “I hit the window hard, and I showed my cry.

Lin Li looked at me indifferent, then turned around to the driver and spit out two words: “Drive. I’m sorry.

The police car ran away like I was crushed alive. I ran behind for a while and soon realized my stupidity and futility.

I didn’t cry that day, and I finally learned what my sister said, that most of the tears are useless unless you use them to exploit others.

In order to satisfy the leaders, those caught in the “sweeping” were sentenced to particularly long sentences. Because the cards were found on the sister, the owner of the dance hall insisted that it had nothing to do with his business, and the sister was targeted and sentenced with severe penalties.

I went to Lin Li, and he promised me to do something, but he was just touching my head, and he said, “Son, I’m doing my job.” I’m sorry.

And when I went to the police, he got impatient. And there’s a little bit of gossip coming out around, saying that he might be selfish. This was undoubtedly a fatal blow to the ambitious Lin Lian, who found me and told me personally that I should not come back.

The strange thing is that when he says these words, I hear the voice of my sister.

Third Sister once told me that men are unreliable. I thought I believed it.

It was only in front of Lin Lian that I realized that all warnings and alerts would be lifted at once, that love would breed a constant stream of self-righteous trust, and that it would break everything. Maybe she’s right, Lin Li’s right, and I’m wrong.

I looked at Lin-Li, no matter how determined his eyes may be, and I bit his teeth and said, “I am sincere to you.” “That’s right. I remember that.

“Well, give it to someone, and I don’t need it. Lin Li’s eyes are red, but he says, “What you do to me, what you do to others, what you do to me, what you do to me, what you do to me, what you do to me, what you do to me, what you do to me, what you do to me, what you do to me, what you do to me, what you do to me, what you do to me, what you do to me.” I’m sorry.

I left the police station one by one, and I felt black in front of my eyes.

It’s like I pushed a door after a door, and it says, “This road is not working,” and I can’t walk out without my sister.

When I came home, I took out the savings of my sister, and I did everything I could to ask for help.

She said to me through the glass: “Don’t steal until I get out.” I’m sorry.

I bit my lips to keep myself from crying. I was the only one who had her bag that night. She must have known that I had planted the card, but she did not blame me.

Look her in the eye, I remember my promise, and whoever abuses her, I must take revenge.

Three sister was sentenced to five years. The night she was officially in jail, I broke into Linli’s single-person dormitory.

I didn’t steal anything. I just smashed everything I could see. After all this, I left, and in the cold night, I ran alone and cried, warning myself that that would be the last time I would open someone’s door.

The days of my sister ‘ s imprisonment, life had suddenly stabilized. I graduated from school and found a job as a librarian. Every day, nine to five, just to be with a silent library, which makes me feel safe.

Every weekend I’ll go to a pottery class, make some handicrafts and sell them on the market, and bring nice little things to my sister.

She was still in prison, and she quickly took over most of the people with the ecstasy of her body. From security to discipline, everyone loved her, and she was more tolerant. Not only did she do the least of the work, but I was allowed to bring in food on a regular basis.

She still likes candy and beef jerky, and she hides it in the pocket of a prisoner, sneaks one into her mouth and shows a smile like a child.

I think she’s doing fine, and she’s getting better.

At the pottery class, I knew him, and I heard that he worked in the office, that he was so quiet, that he went alone, like a hard stone.

Since Lin Lian, I have become a bit isolated and hard to trust, so I’ve been in the corner in silence. And the other part of the corner is the lookout. This has given us an incontrovertible understanding that it will be a long time before we meet to greet each other.

I thought he was a difficult man, but unexpectedly gentle. When I speak to you, I feel ashamed to keep my eyes down.

After the pottery class, he hesitated to invite me to dinner, and I promised. The smile of surprise appeared on his face, and since then the talent had grown.

I told Shen I was 25 years old, working in a library, with only one older sister at home and now working in the field. He was convinced of this and opened his heart to me.

“I’m six years older than you, and if you need anything, just come to me. After dinner, he said, like, “I’m, I’m a reliable person.” I’m sorry.

“That’s great. I’m not sure what I’m saying.

“I’m too scared and my parents are very disciplined so I only have a girlfriend in school. “Don’t you laugh at me? I’m sorry.

I can’t help but laugh. He looks panicky. Why does he panic when he sees me? Is it just like when I saw Lin Li?

And then this thought came up, and I suppressed my emotions, and I took my head a little.

Six.

I went out with Shen Shen for two years.

My sister once said to me, “Smoky, too,” which seems to be a pleasure. But it didn’t work for me.

At some point, my sight is suddenly blurred, as if I had seen my father who had fallen on me, and then I saw my sister, who stood by with a shovel. Her hands were full of blood, while the father’s head was bloodied.

And at the end I looked in my arms and fell asleep, and I looked in my eyes in the night in horror, and I began to return to my mind that night, when I realized that I needed someone to save. Soon after, I moved into the flat of Shendrie.

We’re trying to remember marriage. My heart is full of excitement, and if I had been in love in the past, I had always lacked the necessary enthusiasm for him and even worried about our feelings.

But now I’m about to be his wife, everything’s different. The freshman I’ve been waiting for, seems to be starting from here.

But I still have a creep in my heart that I’ve never told her about.

The day I went to pick up my sister, I lied to her and said that she was coming back from outside the country without knowing what I was in love with him.

In fact, I have been able to tell her about what she was looking forward to in the course of her visit.

My sister asked me if I liked him, and I deliberately imitated her reply of the year: “What do I like about him?” Do I like him? I’m sorry.

My sister laughed and I laughed.

But it’s really worth loving, but I didn’t understand until I lost him.

Just two days after I got out of prison, I took my sister to live outside the rented house. She’s obviously a little unfamiliar with everything out there, and she’s become a little timid, and she’s always asking me that question and not letting me leave for a moment. The Internet evolved so fast that she was in a bit of a state of discomfort with the new phone I bought her.

On the third day he showed up as a gentleman, not asking too much about her, but willing to be our driver and take us around.

I bought a lot of new clothes for my sister that day and took her to her hair. She’s fat, she’s not as fast as she used to be, but she’s still beautiful, and I can see it in her eyes.

Third Sister seems to be more interested than she is in a cell phone.

This seemingly unattractive iceberg when you don’t speak is a shy boy in private. The third sister kept laughing at him, laughing over and over.

I was only laughing and shaking my head when I looked in my eyes. Leave her alone. In prison for years, she misses the air of freedom.

I don’t know if it’s my fault, but the more she hides from her sister, the more she’s on fire.

“I’m going to sit in the co-pilot” and I’m going to the restaurant to eat with her in the bathroom because I’m afraid I’m lost.”

I look around and I look at it, and I get a different feeling: Sometimes it’s like seeing my third sister making out with my father, and sometimes it’s like seeing me in front of my third sister, in the face of Lin.

Finally, one month later, my sister offered to move into my home and that of Shen Shen.

She had not found a new job and said that it was a pity for me to pay an extra rent, so that we could live together and take care of each other. He said that he had been separated from me for too long, that he wanted to be close and that he had vowed that he would never disturb my life and that he would not disturb me.

When she said that, she looked at her eyes for a moment and smiled at her face.

And I looked at it, and I had a shadow in my heart, and I didn’t say no, so I said, “I’m not a stranger, so let’s move in together.” I’m sorry.

I soon began to feel different. She used to worry about her sister.

Third Sister is more of a person of concern than I often do not care. She doesn’t like the food I cook at home. She always says I’m not good. And when it comes to eating, she always says, “This doesn’t like,” “That doesn’t taste good,” and eventually she has to look at her to smile again.

Whenever she wanted to sit on the couch in the living room and watch television, she had to crawl to the side, either to blow dry and wet hair, or to put nail polish on her head.

After she had learned to send messages on her cell phone, she was in constant contact with Shenzhen, and sometimes two people, even in their rooms, used their cell phone to chat until they could not stop sleeping.

They have a common understanding and a secret, often saying things I don’t understand. The eyes look at each other as if a meteor had crossed.

I can’t help but feel that I have something to say to my sister because I’m afraid of my heart.

I know that she is trying to balance that feeling, but the three sisters are already entangled in him, and two are getting closer and whispering together.

Is that the nature of the Third Sister? Is she trying to decompose herself to men? Or is she just trying to get back at me? I don’t get it.

Once upon a time, I looked red for my eyes, and when I was in my arms, I sang with joy. But now these are all diluted.

Every time he smiles for his sister, I think about it. Am I not good enough, or am I not cute? Isn’t it my destiny to be as bright as my sister’s?

And if that’s the case, I’m secretly, guilty, but I can’t help but think: I’d rather keep my sister in prison.

Winter will soon come.

Winter in the south is wet and cold, and the rain in the sky does not snow. Third sister got cold and soon got sick.

I’m going to take her to the hospital, and she won’t, like a little kid, just wait and see her.

Of course, Shen-Sun came and stayed in her room for a long time, then went out and looked like shit and started looking for me. I couldn’t even get a bowl of porridge to prepare for my patients’ meals.

It’s the first time he’s given me that I can’t hear everything. All the language is just a sign.

I cried, I looked in my eyes, and I let the tears fall, and I let him see my poor face.

I didn’t think that the hope had just pushed me away, “Don’t pretend to be pathetic. Isn’t that the cop you stole from her? I’m sorry.

That moment, my heart was stunned.

I never thought she’d tell her story after a little distortion, even though she was so upset!

As if the anger had thrown me back into the maze, and the back and the back were obstacles, and each of them had its face on it.

“She told you? I lifted my chin and turned to my sister’s room.

It was a breath of silence.

“Do you want to believe the dirty water she poured on me,” and I walked down that door and I went, “and I didn’t want to ask you myself?” I’m sorry.

And when I opened the door, he came, and he smiled, and he showed up, “Don’t get mad, she’s still sick…”

Yeah, he’s so gentle. She’s sick. I’m scared of her, but what about me?

The better he is to her, the less important it is to me. I thought I was laughing. I was crying. I was so strong, I pushed the door and walked to my third sister’s bed. She was like a child of only a few years old, and the whole person was stuck in a blanket, with a fever on her face, and she looked at me with the innocent.

“Don’t be a wiener” came in and pulled me in.

The third sister said, “What’s going on? I’m sorry.

“You asked me what happened? I look at her, and it’s a little bit of a war, “It hasn’t been better since you came back! I’m sorry.

“What do you mean? One of her eyes turned up, and her eyes moved, and she turned to the other’s eyes, and she realized, “Oh, you’re angry that I told you and Lin Li.” I’m sorry.

“This is revenge! “What do you want?” I’m sorry.

Sister smiled, “What can I do? I can only pray to God that my sister will not betray me for men! I pray for good and evil! I’m sorry.

Her voice had not been heard, and I had grabbed a glass of water from the tea table and poured the hot water in her face.

It’s hot. It’s just the ones that splattered on my hand, and it gives me a sting. My sister didn’t respond, she was punched in the face, and a squeaky cry came out in the air, as if the wounded cat had broken his intestines into nine knots.

“You’re crazy! * I’m looking to rip my collar and drag me over. * But he was so strong that I fell on the ground with a tight glass in my hand.

“I see your sister’s right, you look soft and weak, and you’re actually more daring than anyone! “I don’t care about my face anymore, but I have a towel. I was lying on the floor and I put my cheeks on cold tiles and I didn’t get up for half a day.

She soon took her to the hospital with her coat. The two of them passed by my cheeks, and I felt everything falling apart, lying on top of a floating ice that was about to melt, and falling into the deep sea.

I don’t cry anymore, and the whole people are exhausted. When I finally stood up and started packing my luggage in my room, my anger seemed to have disappeared, leaving deep frustration.

Three sisters never stopped hating me for a moment over the years, but that’s her right.

She hates me because the pain I brought her is still, and I may not be worthy of the so-called happiness until the pain disappears.

I left with simple luggage and stayed in the library ‘ s temporary dormitories for a while, and then rented a single room to stop seeing Shen-Sun.

Third Sister came to me a few times, almost to be a guest of hope. She’s got a bit of a face, and she’s just kidding and telling me that she slept with Shen-Sun.

I told her it’s her business to like it or not.

She was in a bit of a hurry, raising the tone, and she said, “You and me, you and me, we’re in a relationship. Are we really going to do this for men? If you rob me once, I rob you once, okay? I’m sorry.

To tell you the truth, it’s funny that she’s so upset.

I wanted to tell her I never thought about taking who was next to her. It wasn’t a fight for Lin-Ling, it was a fight for simple love. Too bad I couldn’t say it. So she left.

I stood in the window and looked down, and I saw her walking a bit of a clumsy and hesitant step, and I didn’t know how to describe it, and I saw that she was a little old.

But by the way, who can always be young?

7

I’m three years away from my sister.

She has been informed throughout this period and has called each other. After all, it’s her logic that our relationship, if it’s just one man, can’t be justified. But it’s impossible to go back to the intimacy.

Every month I deposit a living allowance in her bank account, which I owe her, and she never resigned. I greeted her on the occasion of the New Year, when there was no other family. Both felt better.

As a salesman in the mall, she soon found herself in a place where she lived well with everyone around her. I’ve changed a lot. Work in the library has given me a lot of opportunities to read and study, and I have studied on-the-job graduate studies and started writing a few words.

It’s been a good couple of years, and I’ve been selling more and more, and I’ve got my own column in magazines, and I’ve been getting popular. A magazine editor named Mao Yong, who is often in charge of my articles, and we’ve been so much in touch, it’s natural to come together.

Mao Yong packed me like a star. He often said that there were a lot of people with ideas, but less beautiful people with ideas. I laughed at that, but it was a compliment.

I’ve grown up over the years, I’ve got a much more balanced body, and the five officials have spread out, and I’ve cut my shoulders off. A lot of people say I’m pretty, and I can’t. But We have seen the brightness of the eyes, and the light is scattered, and it is not until We know that there is a cold in the back.

At 31, I was pregnant. Mao Yong thinks it’s a good thing to marry me.

There’s nothing to refuse. I’m not the one who likes to hurt people. I didn’t plan on having any weddings, I was afraid of red tape, and I was just going to invite friends I knew to dinner, even if I did. I’m still going to ask my sister to come and find her at her store.

In the crowd, the third sister is still visible. It’s still a fluffy black hair, tied to the back, and somehow it’s thin, and the butterflies’ bones come out like they’re ready to fly.

I look at her face with wrinkles and a bit of heartache, but it can be seen from the laughter of the people around her, where she remains the focus of being chased by the opposite sex. I think that’s a little comfort for her.

At the time, she was selling handicrafts, and the counter was full of gadgets made of emeralds and stuff. I told her I was getting married and having a baby. She smiled and wanted to give me an audio-visual “happiness” and bring down a piece of the table.

I saw her cuffs showing a worn-out raisin that was amazing.

The third sister was the most delicate and beautiful person I’ve ever seen, and now she’s dreary. It scares me to think that she’s gone away from me and that she’s very strange.

I didn’t want her stuff, but I couldn’t help her, so I picked a tile with green grass. Third Sister says I have a vision. This is the bottle in the hands of the Buddha.

Take the bottle home and get some water to live. It’s called “sitting grass.” It’s a good thing to be safe from disaster.

My sister and I agreed to drive with Mao Yong to pick her up at the door of the mall on our wedding day, and she said yes with joy. And he wringed my waist and said in my ear: “Beware, I am sure that I will remain true and will not affect your happiness.” I’m sorry.

The more she said that, the more sad I felt. He came out in haste and ran into a man without wanting to face him. He didn’t hide, but he stood still and said, “Li Wan-yong? I’m sorry.

I’m freaking out. The man in front of you is blessed, his hair is cut short, his eyes are dark and a bright light is cut off.

God, I haven’t seen him since my sister went to jail. He’s been here for years. I can’t believe it. I almost ran away with my head, but he had blocked my way. He said he wanted to talk to me.

We walk shoulder to shoulder on the streets of the dead, and countless images of our past have crossed our minds. I wondered how to speak, but I heard him whispering: “Your sister killed, right? I’m sorry.

Lin Li is still a police officer and has been hardworking, unfortunately, not making connections. He had been subjected to serious punishment for deliberate planting during the previous capture operation, and is now only a regional leader. However, a recent case had fallen to him, and the city of Yanbei had recently flourished and found bones while digging its foundations. Because of its location in the mountains, it is inevitable to start from nearby residents. Testimonies were received that, over a decade ago, two girls there stabbed someone and then ran away without a trace, probably in connection with the body.

Lin-Ling was reminded of his former leader from Yan-bei, saying that his secretary had been stabbed by two girls. The leader is now in prison for corruption and went to the secretary and asked about the situation. It took too long, and many leads are now unverified. But the Secretary made it clear that he said that the two girls who ran out, one of whom was a local famous phoenix, were called “the third sister”.

And when he said these words, Lin Lian looked at my eyes, but I was unable to look with him openly. The cold of the fingertips has been spreading upwards and I’ve been fighting. He asked if I knew anything. I’ve been shaking my head. I can’t say one more word because I’m stupid and I don’t know how to react like my sister.

For me, it’s wrong to say more. Then I even started crying on my own. I felt guilty about Lin’s opposition, and he stopped asking questions, and just slapping me on the shoulder, saying, “If you’re doing well, don’t go out with your sister.” I’m sorry.

I’m starting to get scared. Lin Li has already started investigating the third sister. The secretary may remember the looks of her sister and add that if she were alive, everything would be over. Third Sister is the main criminal, so I can’t escape.

My peaceful life today, with almost foreseeable future, will be destroyed once again. Will I live in this nightmare and never escape?

These speculations make me desperate. I want to go and tell her everything and ask her to help me find a way. But I was afraid to be seen by Lin Li, so I began to suspect me. I spent so much energy crawling out of the mud that I didn’t want to go back to that mess.

In such a contradictory mood, the time passed day by day. When Mao Yong asked me if there were any relatives to invite me to the banquet, I did not name my sister.

Maybe she shouldn’t have come. I’m looking at the sauna I got from my sister, and I’m trying to justify myself. If she’s here, maybe bring Lin Li, who’s investigating her. That’s the man I used to love as much as I could, and I don’t want him at my wedding.

And my friends today, and those Mao Yong would invite, are pretty much the best. I’m afraid she’ll be surprised to be here.

That’s how I convinced myself to keep my sister away from me. On the morning of the wedding, I sent a message to my sister that the wedding time had changed.

I’ve waited a long time to get back from her, and I’m holding on to her, and Mao Yong is calling me. I followed him. I forgot about Third Sister.

The day passed easily. All our friends have blessed us, and the food is delicious. On the way home, Mao Yong and I were laughing, just taking out my cell phone to see if there was no response from her sister.

Is she mad at me because she knew I’d let her come? Or something wrong with her phone? After all these years, she’s still using the one I bought her when she got out of prison.

I got a call from the police early the next morning saying that the sister had been arrested. I’m her only contact. I need to send some clothes over. Before I got back, Lin Li picked up the microphone, and said, “Back up, bring more, I’m afraid he won’t make it. I’m sorry.

I almost fainted when I was dark. It’s just a matter of time. I forced myself to be strong and went out to buy clothes and send them to the police station.

Lin Li came out to pick me up and said that the sister had killed everything, admitted that she had killed a guest for fun, that the body had been buried on the hill, admitted that he had stabbed the chief’s secretary and forced him to drive himself to the station, but the secretary insisted that there were two people in the car.

Another man, is that you?

What do I say? In that moment, my brain was blank.

What did I do in the car? Am I hurting anyone? Am I guilty? If I admit it, will I go to jail? What about my kids? I held my stomach unconscious and couldn’t speak.

“The sister who escaped with her has no idea where she is. Lin Li said, “The Third Sister said that after they left Yanpei, they split up and split up. I’m sorry.

I met with my sister under Lin Li’s arrangement.

I met her again in the prison, and she was ashamed, and Eai said, “I didn’t fight, I didn’t have your wedding, and I got caught.” I thought I’d call you, and the phone was taken. I’ve been thinking these days, you pick me up, but you can’t find me. I’m sorry.

I can’t hear anymore. I’m almost covering my ears. It’s like a word to me that’s stabbing my skin.

My sister went on and said, “I told them you were an orphan, and I saw you as a sister.

I have nothing to do with you. Don’t worry, your life will be over. When I die, you’ll have the ashes. I heard the people on death row are cremated, the country is set up, and you don’t have to worry. I’m sorry.

“No,” I cried, “You’re not gonna die. We’re in a lawsuit. I’m sorry.

“Do you know the two things I believe in most of my life? I’m in tears and I’m in tears. There’s no escape.

Now give me my life, I admit. It’s just that you don’t want to get involved. I’m dead and I’m giving you a good life, and my pain is worth it. If I’m not good, you’re not good, then I’ll spend my life doing this for nothing. I’m sorry.

That day I cried until I fainted, but my heart was awake. I know I have to listen to my sister, and the sacrifice of one person often requires the success of another. If I were to cause trouble, there would be no benefit but to make her more painful.

I was summoned as a witness during subsequent investigations and hearings. But because she chose me out of her story, the police only asked me about my relationship with her over the years. These irrelevant questions allow me to preserve myself.

When Lin Li was in charge of the case and asked her in court why she wanted to kill, she replied, “Because that man abused me. I’m sorry.

And Lin Li asked, “Why did you kill him when you were in the flesh business and there were many people who abused you? I’m sorry.

Three sister-in-law, straight up, says, “Because he also abused my sister. I’m sorry.

I can’t believe someone really killed for their sister?

At that moment, my sister smiled, “That’s the man,” and she said, “Always looking down on women and always on friendship among women.” I’m sorry.

It was as if there was yet another scene of me and my sister holding hands and running into a snowstorm, the scenes where we were living together, the scenes where she laughed at me and said, “No man can trust me,” and the scene where we beat each other.

Living images, madly crushing me.

I got up and walked out of court, Mao Yong followed me, and he was so nervous he asked me if I was okay. I told him it was okay, as if the breath of my sister had suddenly taken root in me, and I even laughed and told him not to underestimate the strength of women.

Third sister was sentenced to death. We met once in the meantime. It is not a gap between two people who are relatively silent, but who are really in common and who think it is enough to sit together.

When the time came, she asked about the grass, and I told her it was good. The grass in that bottle was so lively and probably some magic.

She laughed and said that she had heard that the grass in the hands of the Buddha had been used for the life of all. If a man is to become a Buddha, there will be grass under him, and when there will be a fire, the sound grass will suffer for him, and he will suffer for him, and he will remember.

And when I moved in my heart, We said, “You are like my parable.” But before I finished, my sister laughed and put her finger in front of her lips, making a “shh” gesture. Then she left before my eyes. That’s the last of us.

It belongs to my sister, as she said, and it’s already a small box of ash.

When I was due to give birth, Lin didn’t want me to go to collect the ashes, so I informed Mao Yong. Mao Yong doesn’t know I’m in a relationship with my sister. He’s just a friend, but he’s a relief.

As the ashes were delivered together, there was a letter from the third sister to me in prison, which was short and very lively, and she said she lived a good life.

It’s good to talk about it, bad news. The proudest thing is to live a word of “bold” and to do it with revenge.

She said that she was still worried about me, that I was scared, that she only wanted to wait for her to die, that she could grow on me. So I can live bravely and be a mother.

At the end of the letter, she asked me to bury her ashes in the ground. “You don’t have to buy a good cemetery, find a good dirt. * And I’m going to bury the embroidery needles that I used to pry the locks with, as if they were left to her. She said I broke her chain with that needle and gave her freedom. So that’s what she wants most.

I’m pregnant to do these things, and Lin’s driving to help me.

He digs and digs and stands next to smoke. It was particularly windy that day, blowing it back to his face. He was choked and coughed up as if his eyes were wet. I didn’t cry. If he wants to go, he doesn’t seem to have any good reason to be sad, but people, in the face of death, are often infected by that emotion, so that they are born vulnerable.

I looked at Lin Li and he seemed to want to say something to me, but I did a “shh” move. It doesn’t matter what I tell him. The important thing is that whatever you say is already late.

Once upon a time, I broke the chain on my sister with an embroidery needle, giving her a chance to be free. I don’t know, the chain on my heart, but my sister helped me untie it. For the first half of my life, all those who loved me, hated me, hurt me and protected me, were probably my paranoia. They seem to have left me, but they have become part of me.

Third Sister taught me something, I understand. Other people’s love is no longer the standard for me to define, and I will live in my own law.

When my daughter was born, I took her back to Yanpei to see the snow. She’s so open, she’s rolling on the snow, she’s not scared.

“It’s not like it’s a bold thing to look at her and laugh at her and say, I’m sorry.

I’m glad, I hope she’s been like that. Then I’ll tell my sister something and tell her. Maybe at least half, and the other half, wait for her to grow up and learn.

Author: Cats.

Record number: YX01REYOpd70Ppo9R

Wills.

Evil and evil: The closest, the sharpest.

The nucleo. Wait.

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I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.