What’s the flat, but flat, masturbation in the bones?
Mumbling max hope that my mother is a college student who my father bought at a high price.
The village said that the mother had been beaten to death too many times.
But I’m the only one who knows that mother is not stupid, she’s pretending.
She’s been waiting for the day she escaped, and I’m the one who helped her.
One.
From the moment I remembered, my mother was kept in a small black house.
I was raised by my mother.
Mother told me that people were free and priceless and could not be bought or sold.
People in this village have committed crimes.
We understood her, and we knew nothing but that it was wrong to buy and sell people.
But you cannot tell anyone in the village to hide in their hearts.
When I was older, my mother started teaching me to paint and write.
I’m probably not stupid enough to draw a complete map of the village at 6.
The mother then asked me to talk to the people who were sold to gather information about them.
I don’t know.
Mother was prepared to wait for the festival in the village in two weeks’ time.
Mother says they’re all fucking people.
But five days before the Episcopal Church, there were new people in the village.
It’s Aunt Lee’s new daughter-in-law who brought the dog and dad back.
Together with the two of them, the village now has a total of nine trafficked persons.
The word “trafficking” was taught to me by my mother at the black house, where she said that the buyers were animals.
I asked her. So did Dad?
Mothers are the most beautiful and gentle in the village.
But that day, her face was so twisted that it was almost insane to tell me that he was a monster.
I was four years old, and I didn’t know my mother hated Dad.
Until I saw my sister tied up by my father so Aunt Lee could take it away.
My sister was the first daughter born of a wife who had been sold by my father, 16 years old.
Villagers do not leave girls behind and are sold as wives at their age.
Dad sold his daughter to Aunt Lee, and Aunt Lee would sell her sister to whom, we don’t know.
All I know is that Dad bought a third wife the day after he sold his sister.
But only a month later, the woman was sold by his father.
This time it was the fourth and reportedly university students.
Dad’s a shopkeeper in a few villages, and anyone in the village who needs a wife is looking for my father.
And my father will call Aunt Lee, who will bring him in and sell the village girl.
Every time Aunt Li comes, Dad leaves her for dinner.
I’ll set up my ears while they’re cooking.
From the moment I remember, my mother made me do it.
And let me close my eyes and act stupid.
“Sam, this business is getting worse and worse, and I’m not selling it anymore, so they can make money for me.” Aunt Lee was bored with a drink.
Dad was in a hurry, almost whispered, and begged, “You are the man of our village, you are the man of our grace. If you don’t give us a hand, we will have to kill our children.”
Aunt Lee said, “I know how hard it is for you, and I know how hard it is for me. My son’s getting married and buying a house and a car costs money.”
“I sell people to you is a one-off business, and I earn too little. I’m going to have them pick up. That’s a continuous profit.”
Speaking of which, Dad was silent for a long time and said, “So, if you bring someone, we’ll add another 2,000 to the original price.”
“Well, I’ll take it as a good thing.” Aunt Lee’s voice is very happy with his reluctance.
I guess I’m having a good time. Aunt Lee saw me and asked me how old I was.
I looked at her like I didn’t know what she meant.
Dad picked her up and said, “I’m eight years old and I’ll send it to you in a few years.”
I’m afraid to look up to my father and feel fear.
Aunt Lee touched my head and laughed, “Looks like her mother, looks good, but the brain looks like her mother, it’s stupid.”
Dad’s face became a little ugly in a moment and apparently didn’t want to go on.
Aunt Li also saw it, and said, “This time, you break her leg and you can’t run away.
Dad’s nodding.
The women in the village who were to be trafficked were locked in the house at first, until they had children in their belly and no longer wanted to escape.
It is only when he escapes and is arrested that he breaks his legs, which are rarely broken at first sight.
I think Dad was scared.
Fearing that new students will run away like their mothers.
After eating, I brought food to my mother and told her everything they said.
She eats in peace and the chain rings with her movements.
And I sat on the side, scrambling my tears, and I feared that I would be sold and leave my mother, and that when I was sold, I would be broken, like the daughter-in-law of the village head, who could only climb on the ground.
Or locked in a dark room like a mother.
After eating, my mother held me in her arms and comforted me by saying, “I won’t let you be like them.”
I believe in my mother, even if she never let me call her mother.
Two.
That night, I slept with my mother in the dark room.
Despite the smell of sour and rotting in the house, in the arms of the mother, I think it’s the safest place in the world.
However, as I fell asleep, the sad cries and wakes me up next door and my mother is shaking with my body.
That’s Dad raping the new college girl.
Crying, tearing apart, became desperate, and finally, only father’s breathing and beating.
And I stretched out my hand over the ears of my mother, but her eyes were filled with hatred, and her eyes were weeping.
I covered my mother’s ears until dawn that night.
At dawn, I climbed up to do good work at home and waited for my father to go down with him.
After breakfast, Dad took a look at me and said, “You’re at home today, watch your four moms.”
I’m quiet.
Dad went out with the hoe and I pushed the door off the Fourth Mother.
She’s locked up like her mother.
She looked at her eyes and looked up to her bed with no eyes, and a thin body covered with humiliation was swollen from her ankle.
I called her, “Four Mom, eat.”
She moved, turned her face cold and looked at me, and looked at the porridge next to me, and took the bowl without an expression.
I looked at her in silence, and I saw the tension and the hidden hope of her pretending to be calm.
I know, she must have figured out a way to escape.
So I kindly warned her not to think about running away, she couldn’t escape.
The village is small and can see the head at once.
The village is looking at her.
She looked up and took a look at me and then she kept eating and didn’t talk.
I looked at her feet and said that her feet should be broken and she could never stand.
She seemed to have heard something creepy, looked up, threw the bowl and said it was impossible to try to get up.
She fell on the ground like I expected.
“Aah, aah, no, it’ll be okay, it’ll be okay!” She fell down and cried.
I slowly packed the broken bowl and tried to comfort her, “It’ll be all right, if you’re okay, you can go home.”
After that, she looked at me and said, “Can we really go home?”
“I’m going home, little sister. You’ll help me, right?” She’s like she’s got me in a life-saving place, and there’s hope in her eyes.
I’m sure it’s a nod.
She smiled and cried and laughed and believed me.
Before I left, I asked her details and how she was arrested.
She said to me, “My name is Song Nam, while I’m on vacation, I ride to Fujian to play with my boyfriend, I ride with someone at the station, I wake up in a room with some girls… and then this is it.”
And We took every word of her with Our heart, and went back to it, and recorded it all in the book.
It’s got information about all the people who were trafficked.
There is also a whole chain of business that the mother combs about Aunt Lee and Dad trafficking.
She said that handing them over to the police would help them escape.
So every time new victims of trafficking come to the village, I pretend to be curious to talk to them.
The people in the village won’t rush me for my father’s sake.
After talking to the Fourth Mother, I found the dog in her daughter-in-law’s room and I looked in the window, and it was dark and I couldn’t see.
I tried to knock on the window and suddenly I had a very sad face on the window.
I was scared to take a breath.
She kept shooting at the window and crying for my help.
When the dog heard the noise coming out of the house, he smiled at me and asked me, “Did you eat, I killed the chicken?
I’m my father’s second daughter, and my father named me Wang Er, and they called me the second sister.
But I know my name isn’t Wang Second Sister, it’s Rich.
Mother helped me up.
I haven’t eaten chicken in a long time. I licked my lips.
And those who stood in the window looked at me in despair, shaking their heads and crying with disappointment.
I didn’t say anything, Dynasty.
“Come on, Wang, eat more and help me talk to your sister-in-law and let her have some.” He hurriedly gave me meat.
He wanted me to tell his daughter-in-law about his mother.
Ever since I spoke, my mother has told me her story, and I have seen those who have been trafficked.
I was even taught to continue to tell the story of those who had escaped and had been arrested when they heard the story when their eyes were still good.
At first, the villagers and my father were wondering why I said this, and then they thought the story was a good one, and they didn’t care.
Only when I hear it from a crazy and stupid mother, and when I’m a fool who only repeats what my mother says.
I’ve been eating chicken and nodding my head.
Looks like the dog’s in a hurry and even the chicken can kill his wife.
“The rest I want to take home.” After eating a piece of meat, I erased my mouth and said,
The Royal Dog promised.
I went in with a big bowl of chicken and locked his wife’s house, and people looked at me with resentment.
I’m afraid she’ll break a good bowl of chicken and waste chicken soup.
I sat outside the range she could move and asked her the usual information.
She’s staring at me. She’s very alert.
I said, “Many people in this village were trafficked, and so was my mother, a college student, who had been trying to escape and managed to run out of the village before she went to the town police station to report the incident”.
3
Listen to me here. She’s got a good look.
I went on to say, “The town is small, like the village, and many of the police in the town are young people from the village.”
“My mother explained to them in detail what had happened to her, hoping that they would send her home.”
“So the police sent her back to the village and told my father not to let her go.”
“When I got back, my father beat her up and raised her for three months.”
“However, she did not give up to escape, and she managed to escape, and this time she decided to leave by car, but had already bought a ticket to the car, driven a kilometre away and was pulled off by the villagers who came to her house.”
“She called for help in the car, but no one spoke. She said she was trafficked, and someone in the car said to the villagers, “Why didn’t the good guys let her out?”
“When my mother was taken back, he was beaten by my father, chained to the house.”
“Since that time, the district police probably got word that they had led teams to search the village in order to rescue the trafficked women.”
“But when they arrived in the village, the police had to go back to the village without finding anyone.”
“So there’s no escape.”
“If you’re good, you can go home.”
After that, I looked up at her.
I’ve told this story many times, according to my mother.
After listening, several of those who were trafficked did not want to flee, to live in peace and to live with those who bought them.
That was the mother ‘ s aim, and she did not want them to try to escape and be subjected to more cruel abuse.
But there are those who don’t give up, who hear the light in their eyes and who refuse to give up.
Like her, the new daughter-in-law.
She smiled, “Do what you say? And then stay and give him a baby and be stuck in this hellhole forever? Stop dreaming!”
“Get out!”
4
The first step was to persuade failure.
I went on to tell her about the woman who got caught running away.
“The daughter-in-law of Wang Tei escaped and was taken back by a break in her leg, then cried, was muted and went crazy in a short time.”
“Five children were born and sold to other villages.”
“The daughter-in-law of Wang Tuk Army escaped and was taken back and thrown into the pigsty, beaten and beaten, and sold to the town’s mother-in-law to pick up the guests.”
I’m talking and watching her face change.
The light in her eyes gradually faded from fear to fear, and her lips shivering in the corner.
I know. She’s been hesitant to run.
I put a full bowl of chicken in front of her, “Sister-in-law, eat something or you’ll be weak.”
She looked at me, she slapped my hand in anger, turned on me with her red eyes, she choked me, she yelled at me, and she said, “You are not human!
She’s strong. I can’t break her hand.
Looking at her fierce and painful face, I wonder if Mother had been so hopeless.
I tried to wipe her tears with my hands, but there was a sarcasm outside the door, and she was slapped and then punched and kicked.
I looked on my side and she was lying on the bed like a dog on the side of the road.
When I came home, the dog gave me an extra bowl of chicken soup.
I was flying home and my throat was suffocated and I couldn’t shake it.
My father was in her house.
Dad rarely sees his mother during the day, sometimes at night.
The village people said that my father was obsessed with my mother, that he had run away so many times without breaking his legs, that he could not give birth to his son and not sell it, and that he was in the house for good and delicious food.
I don’t know if Dad’s fascinated. All I know is that my mother hates him and never gives him a good look.
Dad’s mother’s “crazy” when he comes in.
Today, however, the mother, by accident, did not go mad, but spoke calmly to her father.
Mother’s voice is very nice, even if it doesn’t have feelings.
Mother said, “Don’t touch her, I’ll live with you.”
She’s, like, four moms.
Dad was quiet for a while, wondering.
He said, “Don’t run away?”
Mother shakes her head and looks at his father and says, “All these years, I’ve given up my life and I want to live like a normal person for the rest of my life.”
I’m a little happy to hear this, but my mother wants to stay.
With a mother, can I go to school, like she said, and marry someone I like when I’m married?
However, the mother pointed to her head and said, “But I’ve got a problem here, sometimes I’m not awake, and if you mind, I don’t say it.”
“I’ll fix you as long as you don’t run.”
Mother follows the location.
I was happy to have a little something.
Mother didn’t tell Dad she wasn’t crazy.
She never wanted to stay. She still wanted to go home.
My father was a paranoid man, and even if my mother said no, he didn’t let her out of the house, only unlocked her chain.
That night, Dad made a meal for New Year’s, let her go out to dinner with us.
Dad kept making food for her mother, laughing at her, “Eat more, you’re too thin.”
Mothers talk and eat quietly.
Even so, Dad’s color never disappeared and he kept talking to himself.
After dinner, Dad couldn’t wait to take his mother back to the dark house.
And that night I was standing outside, and I heard nothing but my mother’s hysteria, as usual, but his father whispered softly and softly.
Until late at night, the dog and dog rushed into my door, “Big Brother Wang, Brother Wang, my daughter-in-law ran away!”
5
The daughter-in-law ran away, and the news spread in the village.
It was a dark village, and the lights were on fire, and the families came up to help.
My dad’s got a lot of prestige in the village, and if anything happens in the village, they’ll find my dad first and let him know.
My father said, “Two groups of men, three men, searched the village with women. There’s a group of people along the way.”
“It’s dark. She won’t be far.”
I don’t know how far a daughter-in-law can go, but no matter how far, when she gets back, she’ll have to beat up.
Don’t know if the dog will sell her?
When I was thinking about it, I was suddenly covered in my mouth and dragged into the dark.
I’m the one who said it.
“Take me down the mountain!” She put a knife behind me, and said, “Damn it.”
I’m not afraid to die.
But I took her through the village and went into the mountains.
There is only one way down, and it is almost impossible to avoid the villagers.
For there is no other way in the mountains than to go down; and if I go into the mountains, I will be lost.
She didn’t believe me. She said my mother had fled to town twice, so she could.
She said she wouldn’t take her life like my mother. She’d run away.
The stubbornness of not giving in to fate in her eyes touched me.
But I understand that fate will strike her hard soon.
I was thinking about telling her mother about her plan.
But when my mother said she couldn’t trust anyone, I stopped thinking about it.
With the moonlight, I brought her to the cave I found in the mountains.
I’m going to try to get her out of here after this night.
“Are you sure there’s no one here?” She was afraid to ask me.
I’m not sure, “They know the mountains well, and I don’t know if they’ll come.”
Listen to me, she’s anxious to keep looking out.
I’m trying to convince her to get some rest. There’s a leaf squeaking outside tomorrow when she runs off.
I had a bad tunnel and then a strong light came in.
“There it is, Brother Wang, really inside.” Someone shouted.
“Fuck, bitch, I see where you’re going!” As the light came in, the dog ran in in with rage.
The daughter-in-law grabbed me in a panic, stabbed me in the neck and shouted, “Don’t move! Or I’ll kill her!”
The King didn’t think I’d be here.
My father waved in a dark wave to get everyone back, “Don’t rush my daughter-in-law, go, we won’t chase you.”
Brother Wang!
My father looked through his eyes and he stopped talking.
“Buy your money, I’ll feed the dogs. Let’s go, girl. You can go down the hill all the way down the path that’s been stepped on, and then take a ride to town.” My father looked at the daughter-in-law to be honest.
“I let them go, you let her go, you run by yourself?”
After that, my father let the villagers go and paid.
She seems to be shaking, but she’s not stupid enough to let me go, “She’s coming with me. As soon as I leave, I’ll let her go.”
My father hesitated to say yes for a moment.
The daughter-in-law took the money, pulled me and ran away.
My father didn’t catch up, and my daughter-in-law and I ran out of the mountain before dawn.
I don’t know what my father’s idea was, leaving her alone so easily.
It’s too weird.
Because I didn’t believe my dad would put up that much money to save me.
When she arrived at the station in town, she bought tickets and was anxious to wait for the bus to arrive.
The car came and I saw her smiling, but I also saw the villagers in the crowd.
She smiled and asked me, “Want to come with me?”
I look at her head and say her name in silence.
That’s what she told me on her way to town hill, and all I could do was write her name on the book.
Six.
When the villagers caught Li Li Yin, the station was in chaos.
No matter how she cries, how she asks for help, no one on the side does anything.
She was easily dragged away.
That moment I saw in her eyes total despair.
I watched with my own eyes when they dragged her to a remote place, where she was still struggling at first, and then she stayed still and looked at the sky.
After that, she was sold by the dog to the town’s mother, and she got $5,000.
The king dog bought me a nice bag of candy to make it up to me.
I took the sugar, but I didn’t eat it, and I found an excuse to go to the bathroom to get away from them.
I went to a commissary with a phone, swapped a bag of sugar for five minutes.
The number was from the mother.
Yes, even without Li Li Yin, I’d sneak down and make this call.
There’s a low-intensity man on the other side of the phone, “Hello, who?”
“Ling Jia, Song Nam, Lee Liyan, Zhang Feng, Wang Chun-mong…” I read all the names on the book.
We’ll see you in town in three days.
And finally, he asked me, “Ligaja is okay?”
This is her mother’s name.
I don’t know how to count.
Dad hasn’t hit her in a long time, but she’s been chained up in a dark house and she never smiles.
“She’s alive.” I thought about it.
7
On the way back, I heard them talking and I knew why my father let Li Ying go when he was on the hill.
He was afraid that Li Li Ying would break a fish net if she were forced to do so, so he let her go and grabbed her while she was relaxed.
My mother taught me how to be a teacher. I didn’t understand before. Now I understand.
When I got back, I ran back to the mountains and buried the candy, and on my way back I met my father and a handsome man.
His feelings are as gentle and powerful as those of his mother.
He saw me with a flash of surprise.
My father waved at me and let me go, “This is my daughter, Wang Er.”
Men look at me and laugh.
He smiled so well, I saw the sadness he was trying to hide.
He asked me how old I was.
“3 months and 7 years.” I said.
And he stunned, and the smile was worse than crying, “About eight years old. Good boy.”
My father seemed to know something very well and laughed, “This kid looks like her mother.”
He was stiff for a moment, and he made an unnatural laugh, “Yes…”
8
His name is Chiang Zheng. He’s from a big city company.
The villagers were enthusiastic, but that was in addition to the guard, and the trafficked women were locked in their houses.
He’s been followed everywhere.
Mother probably heard voices in the house. Ask me who’s here.
I fell down on the window and told her about Chiang Zai, and when I said my name, my mother suddenly got excited and I couldn’t see the complexities.
She cried over and over and over again, and the sound of her sobbing was filled with grief, thoughts, sourness…
That was the first time I saw my mother cry.
Mother told me that Chiang can trust someone, so I can give him the book and the contact details with the police.
Let me give him another chance, as soon as possible.
However, when I was about to leave with my book, I saw my father coming home with Chiang.
I hid the book in my clothes.
Dad saw me and laughed at me to pour water to the guests.
And We poured water on them in fear, lest we should look at their father lest he might see my fear.
“The boy’s mother was a little confused and locked in that room.” My father suddenly pointed to my mother’s house.
I don’t know why he said that, but he was conscious. He said it to Chiang Zai.
I looked at him.
His sight fell on the window and the house was sealed with a small mouth, but soon he moved away from it and did not see the mood.
My father went on to say, “She was married from outside, and her family didn’t come when we got married. I can’t help her find her family.”
“You think my daughter looks like someone you know, and I think you’d like to see it, maybe you’d like to meet.”
I couldn’t believe I was spying on my dad. My dad was testing him.
Chiang Zheng looked down and said, “That man is dead.”
My dad’s silent.
After half a ring, Chiang Zheng laughed, “Where is she? My family is in the Northeast, in Shenyang while studying. If she’s from the Northeast, I can ask you.”
My father laughed and shook his head, “She’s far away from the South.”
My father probably believed in Chiang Zheng, and didn’t try again.
But I didn’t find a chance to give him the book.
Until I ate dinner, I saw the person who was going to help with the food stuffed the note into his hand.
And the stuffed man is the kidnapped woman.
9
In order to welcome him, the village set up several tables of food at Wang Er’s house and everyone ate and drank together.
However, time was running out and they had to get help from honest trafficked women.
Trafficked women are not allowed to leave the village and are not allowed to contact outsiders.
So it’s a rare opportunity, and there’s a little thought.
He didn’t seem surprised and looked at the calm in his eyes.
I knew then that he probably knew the secret of the village.
Soon after, he got up and walked out, and I snuck up.
He went to a remote place and stopped, turned to me, “Why follow me?”
“Mother asked me to give this to you.” I took the book out of my clothes and gave it to him.
He shivered and picked it up.
“Mother asked me to bring you a message. She said to stay calm and leave tomorrow to contact Officer Zhang.”
He looked at me as an eye full of pain and hope.
He was red-eyed and he was dumb and he asked me, “How’s your mother?”
I hesitated to head.
He laughed and his eyes were crying and his body was shaking.
He asked me to take him to see her.
I refused because my mother said she didn’t want to see him.
He seemed to understand something, he didn’t speak again, and he gave me a sugar wrapped in twilight, and he lost his mind.
The coloured paper is like the coloured paper the mother hid in the corner.
I didn’t know why my mother always looked at that paper. Now I get it.
Turns out the mother wasn’t in the mood, she was in the mood.
That night, my father came home drunk and came into the mother’s house.
And Chiang Zheng watched the night outside the house.
10
The next morning, Chiang Zheng left the village in peace.
The village has returned to its former state of mind, but I know it was calm before the storm.
Dad didn’t touch Mom and even asked me to take my medicine and put her on her feet.
Two days before the sacrifice, the people of the village had to prepare for food, and the sacrifice team had to rehearse.
There was a lively vision of the village, waiting for God to pay the greatest tribute that night and pray to God for the next year.
God has not blessed them.
That night, in the shuffled flames, men in black uniforms broke into the house.
Someone called for a police officer.
The crowd was in a state of chaos, people tried to escape, and people took out their knives.
I saw Dad trying to run home. Someone stopped him.
I knew it from the back. It was Chiang.
He was no more gentle, like a messenger of hell, and a chill.
The two of them swung together, Dad took over and put him on the ground, “It’s you!”
“Kingshan, you destroyed Ga and those people. You should go to hell.” Chiang Zheng’s hateful saying.
My father had a big hand and he strangled him so badly, “You knew him! I shouldn’t have let you out! Die!
A far-off policeman noticed the situation, shouting “Let him go or I’ll shoot!”
And that’s when I saw Chiang Zheng laugh, and he threw a knife out of his hand into his body and the blood came out.
My father looked down in fear, and for the first time, he showed fear and wanted to escape and was killed by Chiang Zheng.
One and two.
My father’s body is convulsing, bleeding, staring at me.
My dad’s dead.
But I don’t want to cry at all.
I think he’s finally paying for his sins.
And not far away from my house, the red flames are going up in the sky and seem to be celebrating.
Mr. Chiang
I’m Chiang Zheng, Ga Qa is my girlfriend.
We’ve agreed to get married after graduation, but she disappeared on her way home for the third summer.
Police investigations have failed.
Her family had failed several times, and her grandmother was in poor health.
And I don’t know how I went through it.
I’ve been on the streets looking for people all day, and I’ve been posting information online.
But she’s like a evaporation. She’s got nothing.
I didn’t get hope until I saw the news that the trafficked women had been rescued.
I think she must be waiting somewhere for me to save her.
So, after graduation, I entered some remote villages in the name of development.
Walking through several mountain villages, I learned about the real lives of trafficked women and risked their lives to save several others.
But I became more desperate.
I can’t imagine how much dark and hopeless it is to think about it, and I feel like I’ve been stung and cut.
I was hoping to find her and afraid to find her.
When I came to Caspian Village, I was on guard here, not even welcome.
Years of experience have made me see the anomaly.
I have brought out my forged documents, proving in many ways that I am here to examine the circumstances.
They finally believed me and let me into the village.
Turning around the village, I found the anomaly in the village, where there was almost no shadow of young women, but where there were clothes hanging from them.
And I’ll be followed almost anywhere.
When I proposed to go up the mountain, they approached Wangshan and asked him for advice.
Wang Shan seems to have a high standing in the village.
He nodded and personally took me up the hill.
And there is a clear view of the surroundings, and that is why I went up.
But I didn’t think I’d meet Rich, Gatsy’s daughter.
The first time I saw her, I was struck by lightning and my brain stopped turning.
She looks just like her.
Almost immediately, I knew she was Ga Ga’s daughter and she was trapped here!
I’m pressing on the mad anger and not showing any emotion.
Because I know that in villages like this, where women are trafficked, the villagers are a group.
I’m weak. I’m afraid I won’t get out once they find out I’m here to save people.
But Wangshan was suspicious, and he took me to his house and showed me the house that was locked up.
It was a completely closed house, only the corner of the window.
It’s locked up with people who love freedom.
I put up with my heart torn and pretended to be calm and chatting with him.
Finally, he dispelled doubts.
At dinner, I’m going to sneak out and see Ga.
But I didn’t expect anybody to put a note on me, and I didn’t expect Rich to come to me.
The note says, “Help me.”
Leahy told Katya that she didn’t want to see me and asked me to leave the police.
I know this is the right choice.
So, I didn’t see her, standing outside her house for a night.
Until the next day, I went down the hill and contacted the police according to the number given by Le Chi and handed over her book to him.
This section contains detailed information on women who have been trafficked to the village, and the chain of trafficking introduced by Gaja on the basis of the interview.
There are detailed topographic maps of the village.
I don’t know.
According to Officer Zhang, he had received a distress call from Katya, but by the time he arrived, the villagers had already moved him.
They suffer from lack of evidence, lack of familiarity with the terrain and lack of access to crouches and return.
I didn’t think seven years later I’d get another call and get such important information.
They say she’s great. She’s a hero.
However, I would rather she never went through all this.
On the basis of information provided by Gaja, the police arrested several human trafficking gangs.
From their confessions, the police had evidence that they could enter the village to arrest people.
On the day of the arrest, I mixed in.
Yes, I’ve planned to send Wang Shan to hell.
I let him attack me, then defend himself.
I don’t feel good about being in hell, though.
It’s not gonna offset the damage to her.
I saw her in a fire, and she turned to me with tears and said, “Chang, I’m so tired.”
Her words were like a knife in my heart.
I know she’s tired and she wants to give up.
She saved the women who had been abducted from the village and had the people in conflict with the law jailed, but she was already in a very bad mood.
Lin Jia-san.
I’m being watched on the train.
There were several of them, among them a mother, who put her and me near my trust, and then drugged me in my cup while I was in the bathroom.
When I felt something wrong, it was late.
Once again, he woke up in a room with a strange man taking off his clothes.
And I still can’t do it.
I begged him to let me go and I gave him the money.
He looked at me, he didn’t talk, he just turned on me.
That night was the beginning of my nightmare.
I was locked up in an unlighted house, eating and drinking and sleeping in one place.
That’s how it took days for me to hear the voices of outsiders to know that I was sold by traffickers.
In order to escape, I did my best to please Wangshan, the one who bought me.
And I have shown myself to be true to my will, and to be gentle and understanding.
He seemed to believe it. He started to let me move in the yard and slept at night.
So I started my first escape, and then again.
Both of these escapes ended in failure.
But let me know one thing: not only are the people in the village one of them, but the people in town are one of them.
They are numb, indifferent, ignorant, and they are all accomplices.
The second time I ran back, I was pregnant.
I tried to get rid of the baby myself, but it was like the kid had a root in my belly.
No matter how I jump, how I beat her, she’s fine.
When Wangshan found me, he locked me in chains, and I stayed in bed all day.
Like a loser.
It’s been a rough day, and there’s been a time when you’ve been unconscious.
Until I gave birth to the child and heard the child cry, I no longer wanted to flee, but to take revenge.
I pretended to be a fool, and Wangshan kept me safe and locked me in the house.
He thought he could trap me, but he didn’t know I’d figured out a way to take revenge.
As Wangshan’s family is alone, he can only leave his children with me.
I patiently raised the child, taught her right and wrong, taught her to paint, and asked her to collect evidence of evil by the people of the village.
She was smart and trusted to depend on me.
But I never thought she was my child. I couldn’t think of her as my child.
Only then can I not fall apart.
I named her Leah, but just to remind myself that dawn and hope will come.
Finally, I knew that time had come when I had put together all the information that Lich had given me.
But I didn’t think they’d buy people back in the meantime, and two.
Wangshan bought it this time by a college student who cried that night and reminded me of myself.
Leahy told me that Wang Shan would break her legs and let her have her baby at home.
I didn’t want it to happen again, so I traded myself for the girl.
I’m not a saint, and I’m just doing this to see a girl as me.
Wangshan was pleased with my compromise, but still suspicious, I was kept in the house.
That night, someone ran away.
It’s a mess outside, and Wangshan locked the door before he left.
I was lying in my house thinking about how to get Lehi to go down the hill and call the police without getting suspicious.
As a result, Wangshan came back and told me that Lehi had been taken away by the escapees and taken hostage.
He told me not to worry.
I’m not worried about Rich.
I even believe with her intelligence she’ll find a chance to contact the police.
She didn’t disappoint me.
But I didn’t think Chiang would come here.
I know. He’d have guessed I was here.
To get him out of here safely.
I gave him the message and gave him the most important evidence.
The night the police came, my heart didn’t fluctuate.
I know, even if I was saved, everything had changed.
When I was rescued, I burned down the house that was locked up.
The fire is bright and warm.
But I’m tired.
Many years in darkness, I have sustained with a little hope, without collapse.
Now I am free, but I find nothing in my heart.
Jiang Xi held me in tears and begged me to live for my parents and for him.
But it’s hard.
When I got back, Chiang was with me every day at the police station, and every day I came to talk to me and walk with me.
My parents were so happy that I could be saved. They were so happy when I first saw you.
They never asked me what happened in seven years.
But I knew that my mom would secretly wipe tears and my dad would smoke under the block.
I try to be normal.
By nightfall, I’d have nightmares, I’d take a knife and cut myself off.
But I put up with it.
Until I couldn’t help it any longer, I had a knife in my body and I felt a moment without pain.
My mom came in and saw me crying and screaming my name, “Gah, Gah.”
My dad came in and hugged me and ran and cried.
He said, “Gaga’s okay. Don’t be afraid, Dad will protect you.”
That was the first time I saw my dad cry.
Since he was a child, he’s been in my heart a giant who can’t beat down, and he’s crying so hard right now.
My heart is in his arms, like when I was a child.
Outside Richmond.
Mother was rescued.
Father’s dead.
The police asked me if I had any other family.
I shake my head.
I know my mother doesn’t like me, so I don’t want to bother her.
I was sent to the orphanage.
Chiang saw me and gave me a card.
He said he’d help me find good parents.
I laughed at him and said I didn’t want a new mother. I had a mother.
That’s all.
The spirits are old, hungry, hungry.
I was 18 years old when she died.
One of her favorite films before her life was ” Dreams Around ” , convinced that when people die, no one remembers, even in the world of spirits.
So Cheng Yingji wants a great death, especially in a good weather.
The day before, there was a heavy rain and lightning.
Cheng Ying Chi is out of the bedroom pouring water, the old lady is watching the news, and the voice of the hostess blows into her ears.
20-year-old fugitive, murderer.
The flowers on the windowsill were blown down on the balcony and the flowers were broken. The old lady yelled at Cheng Ying Chi, and the family started barking twice.
I fell on the ground, and that’s what the old lady had recently asked for in the temple.
Cheng Ying Chi looked at the edges of the plant and didn’t make a sound, leaning down and picking up the whole plant and throwing it in the trash.
On the other side of the balcony, a convenience store can be seen opposite the road outside the district. Very few people were on the rainy day, and one boy came out of a convenience store with a duck tongue cap on his head under the light of the road and heavy rain.
The boy came out looking around and he looked up. Cheng Ying Chi saw red light and he had a cigarette in his mouth.
The eyes fell here, the rain went on outside, the eyes fell at the convenience store, and mobile phones were drawn.
Hello?
The last thing Cheng Yingjie did before she went upstairs was to look at his cell phone, hot-searching the first homicide report, followed by a Boiling Word.
A number of people in the commentary have called him a man of fear and death.
Cheng Ying Chi flipped over, and some even pulled out the suspected murderer’s tweet.
Walk in, write I want to die, write I want to kill.
Words show him to be a psychotic.
The number of comments is increasing, the cursing of words is cumulative, and finally a sentence — well, he’s dead.
The cell phone was placed on the bedside, and she moved out of the room in her clothes and filmed her head before going out, closing all her voices in the door.
The world is quiet.
At 6:00 sharp, Cheng Ying Chi stood on the top 18 floor.
Looking downstairs, there was a woman in sight, with a big belly, with her waist around her, a compassionate mother for pie, and the man next to her was careful to guard her.
This was her parents, and the last time they came home to fight, it was always about having a son. When her grandmother’s ears were stained, Cheng Yuzhi began to enter a life that had been completely rejected.
They need a boy to pass on, to retire, to grow up with their love, to become part of the family, and to forget the girl who was born, with the mark of two men, a life of infinite possibility.
Her mother was diagnosed with a physical condition when she was seven years old, and she became pregnant again, and the fortune teller said that her first life was too hard. She was labeled a scavenger that year, and in the eyes of these people, she broke the fragrance of her family.
From childhood to age, no one told her that knowledge was useful and that the future would come. They only told her the girl was useless and not worth being loved.
There is a dark red cloud in the distant sky, and the evening is about to come, but the air still smells good.
In the writings, it is written that the rain is over the sky, that there is a fragrance of dirt and grass, and the city is completely clean.
Everything is new.
The clock in the opposite building is fast at 6:30, and it has taken 15 hours for the murderer to commit suicide.
Cheng Ying Chi crossed the penthouse rail. Falling from here doesn’t affect anyone, it can be seen.
The hard ground at the bottom is already marked by cracks and hair is blown by the wind.
Her parents don’t know if they remember her after they had a son.
If she was not remembered, and no one went to the cemetery to see her, would she disappear in the spirit world.
But it doesn’t matter. The four or seven will disappear in the spirit world because no one remembers him.
At 6:29, Cheng Ying Yi jumped.
At that time, her father asked her how her grandmother was doing, and her mother was sitting on the sofa, and the children in her stomach moved, and the family was screaming so badly, and the dog ‘ s food basin was turned over, and the kitchen was a steak just made up by the aunty.
The boom, it’s loud.
The cell phone in the room was lit up and the timing of the tweet was sent out the moment she landed.
The world is quiet. Quiet forever.
Zhang 47 was a murderer who killed two people, drank pesticides and killed himself at the age of 19.
Cheng Ying Chi and Zhang Zhang have known each other for nearly 11 years, and these 11 years have been written in a long microblog.
She was seven years old and no one loved her.
Zhang, aged 47-79, was kidnapped by a four-year-old trafficker because he couldn’t sell his six-legged feet and was finally kicked off by a trafficker, who threw them on the road and raised them by a garbage picker.
When he was four years old, he could not write but remember that there was a huge tree in his home town, and his name read “four” and “seven” and the old man gave him his name, Zhang 47.
Cheng Yingjie and Zhang Zhang, one rich, demented, one lacking, entertaining, and not knowing who is worse, but both.
Zhang Zhang Qianzhi was following the old man to pick up the trash, holding a plastic bottle with the last water.
Watching his eyes, Cheng Ying Chi drank his last sip and handed him the bottle.
Picked up the bottle and Zhang turned to her. The little girl looked and pulled two sugars out of her pocket, a little bit of her sleeve with a dark red bruise on her arm.
Zhang Zhang has not eaten such food for a long time, and he and the old man earn only the basics, and he is not aware of the scars of the young girl, who is always hurt a lot.
The little girl put sugar in his hand, and that was the second person in his life, except the old man, who set him free.
Zhang Qi and Zhang met some bad people who played him or the old man, kicked him in the bottle, fell into a puddle or fell into a mudslide, but generally the people they saw were far away from them.
He’s dirty, the old man is dirty, and the air around them may be dirty.
Zhang 47 always heard adults warn the children — that’s the result of not studying well.
It’s no big deal, but Zhang Qi will still be sad.
He has not read a book, and his three meals are provided for by the waste, but this should not have been his life.
He gave him two sugars. He gave him one for the old man. He didn’t want it.
Later, he met Cheng Ying Chi, who gave him food and even money every time he passed.
He did not know where her kindness came from, but she was always good to him.
Zhang has occasionally seen some bruises, which, by contrast, have always been felt much lighter, but the scar exists, which means that Zhang Zhao has something in common.
Old man’s life is bad, but being nice.
He told Zhang Qi to say thank you, remember and thank you. Each sentence is four or seven, but there is no place to thank.
The old man just said you remember. The favors are always paid off.
On the days when Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhi Yi Zhi, she was taken away by a man with a pair of twins and a school for Cheng Zhi Zhi, who came to pick them up from school and occasionally brought Zhi Zhi Zhi.
She mentioned it was the neighbor next door and her parents said it was a nice neighbor. In her youth’s sense, she’s still trying to please her parents.
She’s a good girl. She’s a good girl. She hoped that she would be free from the scolding and remove the label “Smuggle Star” and that her parents would hug her and take her to school.
But not once in her 18 years.
Only a month after the family came to Cheng Jia’s house, her father had asked for it not to send her, but to please the investor and to develop a relationship.
At the age of eight, Cheng Ying Chi did not understand adult business, but after her father had sent her, the dog had come to add to her lack of spirit, to create the false illusion that it was a gift from my parents and that there was finally a place for emotion.
The name was taken by her and Zhang Zhang Qing Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zhu, who met after school at 4 p.m.
When Cheng Yingzhi was holding a dog in front of Chang 47, he just picked up a bottle from his horn, and his clothes were covered with strange things, and he reached out and grabbed his hand and tried to cover up the dirty stains.
She had a big heart at the time and wanted to show her the love she had received from her parents by proving to them that she had received their gifts, but forgot to leave her for four or seven years, and even the parents’ voice smile was blurred.
But Zhang Qi and Qi always looked at her with a faint smile, and he never expected to live with her and to be sick, and he accepted her kindness and gave her only to pray for all the benefits of the world.
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The dog’s name was quickly finalized, and Zhang Zhang Qi always felt different from Cheng Zhi.
Cheng Yingzhi had no idea that she would take good care of the dog that her parents gave her and give her a meaningful name, which was her emotional attachment.
At the age of 12, Cheng Yuzhi successfully bid farewell to her primary school after summer inflammation, and to her most innocent, unnecessary and courageous young.
The trees on both sides of the road dropped a large shade, and the road from the primary school to the home was the last time Cheng Zhi was taken as a child.
She stepped on the leaves to dialysis the light of the sun and heard the sound of the summer and the sound of the sound in her ears.
Sunshine was spilling over the girl, with all the small furs on her face in yellow and yellow, and four or seven standing at the end of the road.
When Zhang was 14 years old, he finally became a loner, and the old man suddenly fell down and suddenly died. He was absent from Cheng Ying Chi’s four-point date for many days and appeared on the day he graduated from elementary school.
It’s like the first time he’s seen it like this, with a white t-shirt clean, clean face, no common weed bags behind him, and people standing on the back, holding their hands against the face on the left.
Fourteen-year-old Zhang Zhang Qi, with a strong face and a small box in his hand.
The old man died early in the summer and Zhang disappeared for a month.
How the funeral was done, how the hard times were spent, he didn’t say a word, except to appear when she graduated and put in her hand a small, fine-packed harmonica.
He doesn’t talk, but she knows– happy graduation.
Cheng Ying Chi spent two months in the summer, cheering Zhang Zhi to see no more small wounds on her.
In the first rain of the summer, Cheng Ying Zhi entered Zhang’s house.
The young people ‘ s home was very simple and had plastic bottles and broken cardboard in the corner, and the only thing of value was a mid-year-old television set on a short cabinet.
Cheng Ying Chi remembers the old man.
The first time he saw the old man, he laughed at her and said she was a good girl. It was the first time that Cheng Ying Zhi had received an old man’s compliment, and she called her grandpa sweet and head-on.
This is an old man who is completely different from her grandmother, some of whom are straight and poor throughout their lives, and who will also release good will.
It’s not the same for Cheng Ying, it’s not the same for Chang.
For the first time, Zhang and Zhang Ying Ji at dinner, Zhang asked her which junior high school she chose and the smile of the young girl was collected.
She had a very good first grade and no one at home cared for her, so it was easier to choose the nearest regular junior high school.
Cheng Ying Chi finally gave up love from his parents in 12 years of grinding.
Zhang Zhang Zhang is no longer in the business, and he works at a black net bar, works at a bar, gives tea and water, and learns how to fix his computer.
Zhang had a shift in the afternoon, and when she left with Ching Ying Chi, she handed her only umbrella, and Cheng Ying Ying said to him, “My neighbor and family have moved away.” I’m sorry.
Zhang Zhang Qiqi looked at her and Cheng Ying Chi said that the man was a good man, who thought she could not say the right words because she was sad because she was leaving and wanted to be comforted, and ran into the rain because she had not come out.
Zhang, aged 12, was standing at the door of the broken house and saw 14-year-old Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang & Zhang & Zhang damp with little rain. The neighbor’s uncle moved away just after the summer break, and Cheng Ying Chi and they moved away.
At last, two people were forced to grow up, and in separation and death, the seemingly happy childhood was separated from each other and a clear river channel was drawn.
During the whole holiday, the old lady became even more tormented by Cheng Ying, who was 12 years old, and had been given a bride price.
Her mother was scolded every day by the old lady at her nose, she had a three-day fight with her husband, and the strange side tried and tried again and again, still trying and passionately to have a son.
No one cares about how Cheng Ying is going to live, except when he is called to pay at the beginning of each month, when he is called to pay for money, he is not allowed to talk to her.
The whole house was broken from inside, but no one ever tried to see what life was like today.
The day before the start of junior high school, it was Zhang’s birthday.
Cheong Ying Chi was standing at the door of Zhang ‘Happy Birthday, Zhang 47’! I’m sorry.
The sound goes through the doorboard, with the sound of the hot kettle in the house.
Zhang’s birthday was counted on the day he was picked up, and the day the old man was there, he could eat chicken and drink broth.
He hasn’t been treated badly by the old man, except for his birthday.
I’m a young woman who can’t remember her life day, and she’s a good girl on her way home and she’s studying.
The 12-year-old Cheng Ying Zhi went wild in the early summer, and the first cake in his life came from Zhang Quan.
There’s a thin twilight twilight outside the window, and the leaves are floating around.
Since she was a child, she has never had her birthday and has never had a cake since she was a child.
In an environment where two young people were squeezed into a hot room, candles were inserted and the kettle on the fireplace sounded ” hissing” , two people ate their first birthday cake in an extremely formal manner.
Zhang Zhang was asked to make a wish at the moment when the candle was lit, and she looked at him with all due respect and looked forward to it more than he did.
The little girl smiled, and she did not know that Zhang Qi had made many wishes, even without a cake, even if it was not a holiday, and that every day before he turned 14, he looked forward to day and night, hoping for a day home.
The one who made the wish looked her in the eye and laughed. He always seemed to look at her smile, listened to her carefully and confronted her with the most sincere gestures.
Always be like I’ll be on your side.
Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhi and Cheng Ying Zhi are more deeply involved in each other’s relationship.
Cheng Ying Chi’s performance is still good, and she is beginning to look forward to going out and hoping for a brighter life, without having to marry early and to marry at her age, without lobbying.
The teacher, who often stood at the podium and said that knowledge changed destiny, said more than anything.
Zhang Zhang Zhao was with her for a long time, and many parents stood outside the entrance to the Middle School, among them a young man in a strong position.
She heard a lot of mother’s words for her children, softly sliding through her ears, and she stood in front of Zhang, and watched him slap her head, saying, “Come on. I’m sorry.
The summer breeze came, and things were shaking around, and some parents left to work, others stayed for their children, and Zhang stood for a long time, waiting for another exam, counting a second and a second.
If someone else is there, Cheng will have it.
From the examination, Cheng Ying Zhi went to Zhang Zhang, where he had a drop of sweat on his forehead and slipped through his nose. The young girls who were outside the door were loud and loud, and Cheng Yuji’s eyes crossed by four or seven and looked at the boy who was crossing the street.
The boy walked through the zebra line on the green light, through the crowd and into a supermarket. Cheng Yingjie looked at the boy ‘ s back and the horns of the wind blowing, and the speed of speech was slowing.
Zhang’s four sevens followed her eyes.
And the second that the sight was withdrawn, Cheng Zhi said, “Why are you waiting for me for every test?” I’m sorry.
I picked up her school bag, took the paper towel that she had delivered, “It’s all right, I’ll be with you when you’re high school. I’m sorry.
It’s half a summer, 15-year-old Cheng Yingzhi and 17-year-old Zhang 47.
It is I who look forward to the day of your high examination, leading to a wonderful life.
But in the end, no one can wait three years for a higher examination and no one can lead to a brighter life.
The take-in notice arrived in the afternoon and left the first thunder of the summer.
Cheng Ying Chi’s decades of indulgence broke out on the day he received his high school admission letter.
The old lady finally tried to stop her from going to school, and she remembered her bride price for her future marriage, in case she learned to read the book, so that she would not go back to college and listen to her.
When the old lady was screaming to her parents that she should not go to school and get married and become a child-friendly daughter, Cheng Ying Chi went to the kitchen and took a knife to her neck, with red eyes on the man. The man who was her grandmother in her legal relationship, who was only thinking about how much she could get in return.
Her father’s “do as you wish” is stuck in his mouth.
She said that she wanted to go to school, or she called the police, committed suicide, and was exposed online. The hatreds and disappointments of many years hidden in the shadows have finally erupted, and Cheng Ying Zhi has been shaky in her family, standing up to her back and trying to wage a vicious war with all her family.
Her dad finally chose compromise. His small company is so easy to move to higher ground that it looks clean and clean that it can’t get dirty at a critical juncture.
The matter of going to high school was finally finalized, and the old lady scolded her for a long time and burned her hand with hot water while she was cooking.
At the beginning of July, on the summer of Inflammation, on the sun’s rising sun, Zhi Zhi as if every cold winter in December had been seen.
In December, the cold winter came true, and Cheng Zhi gradually lost her desire to lead a better life.
In the winter of the second year of high school, Cheng Yuzhi learned to smoke and learn from Zhang.
Zhang Zhang Qi has stopped her many times and she always looks up to him and doesn’t speak.
Zhang Zhang learned to smoke in a smoke-smuggling environment at the Internet cafe, where the owner said something about life being too difficult to smoke.
Zhang Qi doesn’t know what other people’s lives look like, at least his life isn’t good enough.
Smoke is the cheapest smoke, and the smell of bad tobacco slips through the throat and lungs and chokes, and Cheng Ying Chi follows a 4-7 smoker.
Life will be better after smoking, but tears will come out of your eyes, at least in your heart.
Cheng Ying Chi was standing in the window smoking, and there were snowflakes falling out, four or seven reading her report card in her bag.
Since he met Cheng Ying Chi, she has never taken such an exam, a single digit of the chemical, but in 100 languages, the grade is 700, and Cheng Ying Xian looks like she can’t save anything.
Zhang 4-7 remembers that she is the first 50 years of first grade and is now the last 100 years of last grade.
If Chang doesn’t understand, look up at her, she’s still smoking in the window, one by one.
He took her to the old chair and sat down, looking straight at her and throwing her report card in front of her.
He knows better than anyone what she expects and what she wants to get rid of, and what she knows better than the young man she’s got in her heart, who has spent a lot of effort trying to match her.
She’s still biting a cigarette and she’s not talking.
The windows were not tightly closed, the outside wind came in and the report card was blown up.
“Is Zhou Bo-chul doing this too? “The name hidden in the heart is still spoken out and a blood stain is drawn out.
She told Zhang Zhang Qi many times, from first three to second grade.
“Don’t say that. I don’t want to go to school, Chang 47.” The idea of hiding for three months was finally declared, and she saw Chang’s eyes open.
Zhang Qi looked at her, and the snow was bigger outside, and there was a big piece of white through the window.
She said: “She shall go to college and leave, and live a good life, without the scolding and bullying of an old woman, or with a knife around her neck.”
She said: Zhou Bok-cheng is a good man and plays the piano, so envious.
She said to try to go to high school, to study hard and not to make her parents laugh.
Now, with her bad grades, she says: Zhang 47, I don’t want to go to school.
In fact, Zhang saw Zhou Bo-chul when he was in the middle school, and he followed her back and saw people crossing the street.
He was with her for 10 years, and she thought that he did not know, that he understood, so he could not accept her saying that she would not go to school.
In fact, no one has more life than he wants Cheng Ying Chi to live without humiliation.
For everyone in this world has the expectation that the young will meet the good, that they will be loved, that they will die together, that they will accumulate all their memories and that they will heal all their pain.
Cheng Yingji is like this.
Zhang 47, that’s what happened.
“Why don’t you want to go to school? Zhang four sevens down, same as her.
Cheap cigarettes were bit in her mouth and she was still looking at the ground.
It’s a cold winter this year, and the temperature forecast has been below zero, and the snow outside seems never to stop.
“Chang Ying Chi, you’ve got a knife against your neck, so you don’t go to school one year before you go to high school. Zhang 4-7 looked at her and suddenly looked red in her eyes.
The sound of the wind hitting the window was like a crotch.
He asked her, “Why, tell me, will you? I’m sorry.
He was sweating to her when she was in the middle of the summer, and I’ll be with you.
He knew it might be the last step of her life, and he was still looking forward to her going, going to a higher place, far from it.
The old man said you had to remember the kindness, and he kept it in mind, and her yearning was in his heart.
But Cheng Ying Zhi kept his head down, said nothing, did not tell him the future direction, nor did he speak to him about the suffering.
In the spring of the year, the Cheng Ying family hired domestic help to take care of the old wife, who stayed in school after a fight between Zhang and Zhang Qing Zheng Zhi, and the family remained indifferent, with only the old wife continuously scolding her.
In the second semester of the second year of high school, Cheng Ying Zhi rarely met Zhang Zhang, who spent half a day for two weeks and one day in January, as if she had entered the third year early.
Zhang Qi and Zhang became busy and each meeting with her came in haste.
He didn’t say what he was up to, but Cheng Ying looked at the injuries on his hands.
He knew that she was disappointed, but she never explained it. She looked down at his wrist, looked at the place where his arm appeared and recalled the bruises on her arm when she was young.
The housekeeper took a leave of absence for a few days. He came from a small place and was difficult to find on the map. His surname was rarely found, and his name was Guifang.
The housekeeper is very fond of the old lady, and he’s a good man and a good man.
At one weekend, Cheng Ying Chi saw the housekeeper talking to the old lady after work.
At the end of the night, Cheng Ying Chi went out of her room with things packed, and the housekeeper told the old lady about the tree of her home, saying it was a big tree, a few people couldn’t wrap it up, and every year people went to pray for blessing.
Cheng Ying Chi went to the driveway first, and Cheng Ying was forced to hear every word in order to take care of her ears.
The old lady was asking the housekeeper for a few sons, the housekeeper for three, and her daughter-in-law had just given birth.
The old lady whispered to her son, son.
I’ve been eating dog food in my head and screaming at her from time to time.
Cheng Ying Chi laughed at it.
The housekeeper talked and suddenly changed the subject, saying that several children had been lost in her home town over a decade ago.
The old lady was always looking for the boy, and she heard here a shout for sin, and Cheng Ying Zhi listened to her scolding the traffickers and took back her hand to feed them.
While changing shoes at the door, the housekeeper was saying how she lived in her home, saying that the trafficker still saw what he looked like and that he had no idea if he had been caught.
Cheng Ying Chi twisted the doorknob, opened the door and shouted at her, and the old lady’s lamentation stopped, and called for a little white, and asked the housekeeper to pour dog food again.
The door was closed and Cheng Ying Zhi walked in the night of spring, and the cold wind blew her hair and passed her neck.
Her mother and father listened to the old lady, and only Ching Yip and Zhang asked her to go for a ride. The old lady never listened to her. She simply said that the girl’s house was never the top pillar, much less that she could.
Before that, Cheng Ying’s love for her parents was in love with her, and after a year and an inch of her time, she was already flattened by that inch and she was more like her and Chang’s four or seven pairs of emotions.
Then, after that afternoon, when the young man who had picked up the bottle named him along with her, Cheng Zhi returned him to her group, giving him a close meaning.
The spring wind blows through the lake in the roadside park, and the lake goes up and around, in a circle of ripples, into many stories.
Cheng Yingjie escaped from school and watched the lake’s shiver in a small park. She had already escaped many lessons, picked up a rock and threw it into the lake, the water was scattered over the sea, the voices of the old wife and the housekeeper ran into her ears, and Cheng Ying Yeh suddenly opened her eyes.
In four or seven small memories, there is a tree in his home, and in his young words it is great.
Home Economics said that there was a tree in her home that could not be contained by several people.
Zhang Zhang Zhang Qiang said his name was from the beginning, saying that his name was “four” and “seven”.
The housekeeper said her name was Tera and her brother had lost her child.
The night of spring is getting colder, and there is a clock on the building just built across the street, with a light on it, pointing at the beginning of 7:40.
Cheng Ying Chi rises and runs in the direction of home, and the housekeeper leaves at 8:00 and leaves a little early if nothing happens.
It takes six or seven minutes to run, which is too close to get to the car.
Cheng Ying Chi has heard the sound of the wind, and since she met Zhang Zhang Qian, she knows that he has returned to his home town in his heart and with his parents.
It’s the only thing she can do for him.
When we arrived downstairs, the clock in the building was pointed at 7:50, and Jing Ying was standing at the elevator door, waiting for her to go upstairs and miss, and she counted the elevators down again and again.
After the third time, the housekeeper came out, carrying something from the old lady, saying he was going back to bring her grandson.
The housekeeper went out of the elevator door and Cheng Ying Chi stood by and followed her behind and called out an aunt.
The housekeeper turned back and saw her hair slightly disordered.
“What’s up, girl?” The housekeeper recognized her.
Cheng Ying Chi was still there, and she ran away without knowing how to ask.
The elevator went up and down, and Cheng Ying said, “What is the village you just told my grandmother? I… I met a kid on the Internet looking for a family. I’m sorry.
The housekeeper looked at her with a bit of a surprise, but it seemed like there was nothing to argue with. The name of the village was spoken and the housekeeper promised to go back and ask his family if he could find a clue.
Cheng Ying Tsai thanked him and sent home.
The night’s moonlight spills down, and Cheng Ying looks at the half-wheel of the moon, and it’s clear and cold and cold.
After another year of spring, summer, autumn and winter, the end of the winter ushered in a new year.
On New Year’s Eve, Cheng Ying Zhi was not at home, and she left the house and made a phone call with Zhang 47, followed by Zhang Zhi, who was riding a newly purchased motorcycle and waiting for her at the corner of the road outside the district.
On the evening of New Year’s Eve, the sun was fine, and there were stars in the night sky, and there were no leaves in the trees on either side of the road, and the bald branches spread out.
Two men were wearing helmets and Cheng Ying Chi was in the back seat of a four-seven.
17-year-old Cheng Yingzhi, 19-year-old Zhang 47. Lights were lit at home in the sparsely populated streets, and spring and evening began for more than two hours, counting the days of family reunification for another year.
The winter was so cold this year, Cheng Ying Zhi dragged a four-seven suit, the wind was on his helmet, and a four-seven looked at the front.
For the first time, he carried his girl to a place she had never been on New Year’s Eve.
This road is a rare memory of four or seven lives.
Their destination is an open area on the outskirts, with few people and a good place for fireworks.
Zhang 4-7 bought some fireworks and moved down to the open ground. It’s 11:00 p.m.
She sits in her seat, and the moon shines on her eyes, so she looks at the sky.
Hot water was sent to her, and Zhang Zhang Qi was sitting next to her, with her watching the bright day.
The wind is blowing, Zhang has never bought a good twilight, and his twilight is very poor and his neck is in the wind, but he still stands on his head.
At the countdown of 12 o’clock, the city’s first fireworks bloomed, and Zhang Qi saw the red light, and his eyes were covered.
Happy New Year, Zhang 47!
Cheng Ying Chi looked at the sky and shouted at him, and lit the fireworks he had bought, flying in the big twigs and flying over and over and over and over and over and over.
I don’t know.
Happy New Year, Zhang 47!
Happy birthday, Zhang 47!
On each occasion, the winter New Year and the autumn birthdays, each with her loudest voice, each with her first blessing.
Every time it seems like she’s going to prove her true feelings.
Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Zing looked at the passing of a pyrotechnic pyrotechnic and stood in a cold, empty ground outside the suburbs and heard a small echo of the girl ‘ s cry falling down.
“Happy New Year, Cheng Yuzhi. I’m sorry.
“Happy Year. I’m sorry.
The fireworks simply disappeared in an instant, the whole city was just half an hour away, and the last few scattered fireworks were blooming and disappearing, and the four or seven took out the bank card in their pocket.
“Here, Cheng Yingjie. The card is stuck in her hand, and Chang says, “Where you want to go, what you want to do, if not, add.” I’m sorry.
She stated that she did not want to go to school, that Zhang Zhang Zhang Qiang would not be persuaded, and that her grades were falling down to the last few years.
Zhang Qi doesn’t know what she’s hiding, and there is no sign of her losing her desire to study.
But he still expects her to live a good life, at least not here, being bullied by a son-in-law’s family, married by an old woman, placed on a life track.
She goes anywhere, she doesn’t want to be with him, whatever. Not here.
Four or seven people worked two jobs each day, four hours a day, carrying bricks and cement at the site, falling next to one injury and taking up some private work at the Black Net Bar.
He split his life in half, but either job is for Cheng Ying Chi.
There are many people in this world who do not understand, for example, how love can dominate human life.
How love can dominate four or seven lives.
Every wish for his birthday and his New Year’s wish before he was 14 years old was to go home, and every wish for his birthday when he was 14 years old was to be met by Cheng Ying Chi, so far.
The old man said thank you, he didn’t risk his life for someone else, but he was willing to die for the girl.
Just one year, plus his savings, he saved $80,000 in Kari.
The card was in Cheng Ying’s hand, and his biggest luxury for 19 years was an old-age machine, a second-hand motorcycle, a fireworks.
The winter wind never stops, and Zhang 47 will always be a faded cheap sling.
He lived in a small house, and the most valuable thing was an old TV, five years ago, and five years later.
She was always there when she looked at him when she didn’t want to compromise and didn’t say a word.
The sound of fireworks is completely silent, and a new year comes.
“Don’t give it to me, Zhang, I don’t need any money, I’m not going anywhere. I’m sorry.
Zhang Zhang stunned, and his words were stuck in his mouth and his pupils were magnified in an instant.
“You’re not going anywhere, you’re not going to study. What are you doing? He scolded her and yelled.
“Whatever you want, you can live. “Hair rises, and in the winter, a long arc is drawn, and Zhang Zhi is rounded up, but he doesn’t say anything.
“What’s the difference between this and dying? Zhang Zhang Zhu Zhang Zhang shuddered and shivering.
“Then die!” She stood before him, shouted louder than his voice, pushed him with strength, and looked at him with red eyes.
The whole thing comes out, and the head is down.
Zhang Zheng Zhi is still here, he and Cheng Zhi have never fought so much.
The two were silent, and Cheng Ying looked up at him and said, “Really, it’s not gonna work. I’m sorry.
On the night of the first year of the year, she stood in the wind and said, “You can’t live.”
Don’t worry about her, don’t give her the money, don’t just wish her well.
She’s not worth it.
She’s not worth it?
Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhi took her home on a car, the lights were off in every house on the road, and Zhang Zhi sat in the back seat, and two people were silent.
When he arrived, at 2:30 a.m., the hand of a four-and-seven hand was frozen red, and Zhang Zhi gave him the helmet and said, “I’m going back.” I’m sorry.
Zhang Qiang looked at her and twisted her handle.
He said nothing to her. Cheng Ying Chi stood behind and watched his back on the bike.
Cheng Ying Chi watched his back disappear, and the winds of the whole world came upon her, laminating her, and there was no way out.
Zhang’s four-seven-seven-year-old bellicose thought that she would no longer be cared for, that it would just appear in her head and that the first tears of the night would fall.
The sea of life, Zhang Zheng Zhi thought she said it wasn’t worth it, and who was worth it.
When the first spring arrived, the weather was still cold, the snow was still warm and the world was white.
Chang is in the hospital, exhausted.
A 19-year-old boy who was a legitimate and strong boy had been admitted to hospital because of fatigue.
When she came to the hospital with her meals, she heard the sound of her shoes on the ground, and she was squeamish every step of the way. A documentary about the crime was shown on the hospital hall television, and she walked through the hall and couldn’t hear the sound of the television, through a large number of people and stood in front of the ward.
When the door was opened, four or seven of them were sitting outside the bed looking at the sky outside the window, heavy, without a single light. He was wearing a medical uniform, pale, and two other beds were empty, and the patient had no idea where he was going.
Cheng Ying was standing outside the door, and he turned back and saw clearly that there was no blood on his lips, and the tail fell and the whole body lost its mind.
“Let’s eat. The kegs were placed on the table and Cheng Ying took his washing gear and changed clothes.
Zhang Qi looked at her, bowed his head and took a job without saying anything.
“You don’t have to work two jobs, you don’t have to work hard, you don’t have to think I have no way out. Life is a way to live. Cheng Ying Chi sat in a chair and watched him eat, “The neighbors who had moved out before, the twins, were beautiful, I met them once a year ago. I’m sorry.
Zhang Zhang Qiang, some live like this, and in the mud, they spend their energy and they don’t get away with it; some live in a world of beauty, from childhood to age.
“I saw the girl next door.
“They’re in love, they have a good life, they’re in good high school, they’re a good hobby.
“The uncle next door is in his 40s, and he smiles at his wife, and he talks to his daughter, and his family eats in the restaurant, and he’s happy.
“My life can’t count for anything, I can’t find a way, nobody loves it, nor is it clean.
“How could they have such a life?”
“How can they have such a life?”
“What makes them happy?”
“He stomps on the heads of others and deprives them of their lives. Why should I be the only one who is so miserable, and why should they not be justified?”
“I’m the only one who can’t live with all the suffering on me!
“Why?”
It’s snowing.
“Jan 4 7…”
Zhang 47, I’ve been ruined…
When I was seven…
Snow in the early spring is colder than winter.
The next uncle’s name is Qing-soon, and he was 35 years old when Cheng Ying was seven.
He had two beautiful daughters, dressed in a nice dress, who went out and were pulled by adults, picked up after school and delivered during school.
Cheng Ying Chi stood by and watched, and after they were behind her, her youngest sister called her sweet, and she would touch her head, and Dad would exaggerate that she was great, and Mom would smile and hug them.
Cheng Yingzhi was always looking at her back, and she was next, and this road was headed by a family and she was behind.
Walking alone for five years.
The uncle next door was very nice to her, and saw her call her Chi Chi, and when she came home in the rain, she took her, helped her with the umbrella and talked to her.
Cheng Ying looked at her head and wondered when her father would talk to her like that.
But the illusions didn’t bear fruit and the wounds were not delayed, and seven-year-old Zhijiang was blinded, with a flood of water in his eyes, looking at the white ceiling at his neighbour’s house, falling a tear in a never-ending sink.
At the age of 12, Cheng Zhizhi, on the first day of the rain, he stood outside the door of Zhang 47 and said, “The neighbors next door have moved away.”
My uncle next door moved, and if my suffering was over, my parents said he was a good man, but I was polite and no one was nice to me.
At the age of 17, Cheng Yingzhi spent her foot outside a window in a restaurant in the centre of the city, where the family was happy and the girls were wearing the best high school uniform in the city, talking to their father, with their mother’s hair tied up, smiling in their eyes when talking to their husband.
The girls’ boards are standing at the table, showing up, and Cheng Ying’s fingers are staring at men in their 40s, smiling at their lips, wearing gold-sniffed eyes, and the dressboard is the pie of the successful.
The heart struck in the chest, and she built a false castle for 10 years, and it collapsed at that moment.
Countlessly looking forward to a good life, she longed for a good person, loved a clean young man who could never dye a piano, stayed up late in school and struggled to get good grades, so that she could distance herself from what had long been destined to happen.
When I was a kid, I envied the most beautiful girl in my class to learn the piano, but I didn’t dare to mention it at home, and I looked forward to it someday.
But life was full of things, and since she was seven years old she had given up believing in the white world.
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She knew that those things were dirty and were naive when she gave them away.
Her goodwill does not come from anywhere, because she has no goodwill herself.
Cheng Yuzhi thought maybe she had broken it since she was seven years old, or, in the year she was born, with her family.
All the secrets were rotting in her heart, and she thought he was the last straw, so she looked at him and opened her mouth, and said to him: “I was violated. I’m sorry.
Five full years.
Zhang Four Seven looked at her head and looked straight at her.
The spring wind was in the window, in the heart, four or seven years in the heart.
Time is no answer, distance or pain.
Some of these pains have been flat for life.
So how did Cheng Ying go alone, how did he open his mouth so hard, and how did he sound?
The first spring of every year is cold, the end of every year warms, the spring of this year snows, and Zhang knows that the bright summer never comes.
When the tears fall, they fall into the bowl, and the food is often bitter.
Four or seven croaks of a sob, like the blood of Doo-sweet, hugged Cheng Zhi and shed tears on his shoulder.
Every time he saw her, he looked upon his injuries, and he weighed them more heavily in his heart, but for five years his injuries had become smaller and her wounds had been permanent.
When he was 19 years old, all the answers were revealed, and he finally realized that there were permanent scars in the world and the loneliness that could not be eliminated.
And the tears fell upon her shoulder, and he held her and said over and over and over, “I will always be here, and I will be with you.” I’m sorry.
In the end, the pain of the common world will crush and the next new year will never come.
The fireworks they saw were the last one in the world.
At the end of summer, heavy rain.
The old lady sat in the living room watching TV, and the sound was loud, and Cheng Ying Chi was standing on the balcony watching the golden gill that fell down the pot, and she was screaming all the time.
She looked at the convenience store across the balcony and set up the phone.
It was the day after Chang’s murder, the night he was wanted all over the city.
In fact, their original plan of killing is today, and Cheng Ying Chi is one of them, two of whom have been on a long-term pattern and have been in the alley for a long time, sucking on smoke while trying to figure out how to get their hands up and down, without leaving them alive.
There’s a lot of holes in the plan, and no one was going to live.
But the night before yesterday, Zhang Zhang broke all the crouches, torn all the discussions apart, and a man riding a motorcycle to set his target’s home, with a real knife up and down, blood on his hair and face, and he reached out and rubbed his hand and ran to another place in the hot summer of the morning.
The first one died at 1 a.m. and the second at 4:30 a.m.
Zhang Zhang Zhang Zheng Zheng Zhi has touched the terrain many times and stepped back and forth many times.
At first he didn’t intend to get her to touch her. He never tried to pull her to death.
He was 20 years old and he was 14 years old, and he was still hoping that all the benefits of the world would go to her.
The news of his death was not known until the next day, after a hot search, but after the news.
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When I saw the TV barking, Cheng Ying looked up and the back began to sweat.
Zhang 4-7 lied to her.
That was the first time he lied to her, and he made a fight for his life.
The first person to die was a pine, and the second was a homeless trafficker.
In a television documentary at the hospital, he saw this man leave prison, abducting many children, maiming many children, destroying countless families and spending only nine years in prison.
Even if the eye was hit on Marseilles, a mole with four or seven eyes on the lips, a ring on the finger, a blood flow, a brain flow, a four-year-old memory.
Beaten, starved, cut off the little toes.
Four-year-old Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang, who has just begun to live in the world, brought his deepest memories of the age at which the world began to be remembered, is an infinite exile and a nightmare of years.
So when he tried to help Cheng Ying Chi kill, he was counted and there was no difference between killing one and killing two if he did not want to live.
The trafficker lived in the neighbouring city, riding a second-hand motorcycle for almost three hours on a night with only street lights.
One night he stayed up all night, while he was tired, and he was just keeping his eyes open, and he was wondering what to do if he died.
On the night of the storm, Cheng Ying fell down the stairs, with the umbrella in her hand and another hand in her pocket and a pack of cigarettes in her protective hat, which she stole from her father, which was expensive, a cigarette that four or seven never expected.
Raindrops fell on the umbrella, and a loud sound, and Cheng Ying Zhi stood up to her shoulder and spinal cord, like going to a never-ending appointment.
She was lying in her arms, her cell phone was stuck in a bag, and a phone call made 10 minutes ago was the last one in the decade.
Four or seven standing under the roof of the corner of the road in front, wearing a hat, having no face, a cigarette butt in the mouth and a flash of red light.
Go for a ride to Chang’s four or seven and shout at him.
The eyes focus slowly and reflect slowly, with four or seven people crouching down, with beautiful white hair glued to wet air and eyes round and bright.
The smoke in the hat was taken out and hundreds of boxes of cigarettes were delivered to him.
“Smoking this. I’m sorry.
Zhang Qiang took a look at her, looked at the smoke in her hand, smiled, answered, took one to her.
She taught him how to smoke, at first they had to smoke the cheapest, and now she’s changed, but still in the same position.
When the fire was lit, the light was extinguished, the smoke came out, and Cheng Ying looked at him. He stood against the wall and looked at the window on the second floor opposite him.
The window was sewn open, and the light in it just came out and spilled.
All that light fell on him, no more.
After a cigarette smoke, Chang’s 4-7 is leaving and he’s pulling his pants and feet for the last time.
“Look, can you call it a ride? I’m sorry.
“Okay. I’m sorry.
“Isn’t it too hasty? I’m sorry.
“On this one, it’s okay. I’m sorry.
How old was that? She looked down at the rain, and she was eight, and he was ten, and he crawled into a narrow, dirty corner and looked at her carefully with the dirt on her.
Time is not clear, and these days seem to be fast and slow, and it’s still so big that someone else’s life is drawn for several decades and his life is stopped in a storm.
“I’m leaving, Cheng Yingjie. After he stood up, he spoke to her, came to her ear, whispered and said the last sentence.
I’m going.
I’ll never see you again.
The pocket runs to him, Cheng Ying has a dog rope, and there are two cigarette butts left on the ground, one of which has not been extinguished and is a weak Mars that can no longer shine.
Cheng Ying, I’m leaving.
No more.
The summer rain fell, the broken stork was in the trash, the old lady was watching the TV at home, and he hated her for taking the dog out so late, and the news was over and over and over again.
“I love you.” I’m sorry.
It’s the love he loves, and there’s only three words in his life.
There was a hot search for the news of the suicide and Cheng Ying Chi was hiding in the room and smoking one by one.
The curtains showed an angle, the sun came in, there was a long light on the floor, and Cheng Ying was watching, and the eyes were full of seven colours of light.
The hot-searched words were lit in, and Cheng Zhi looked at the sentence, saying that he was sick, and the button “Wibo” was lit, and the grey text on the page was “Sharing New Things…”
Cheng Ying looked and finally cried.
Zhang Zhang Zhang Zing died at 3 a.m., a dark night, and the rain went down to the end, and the sound of the “wow” turned into a “thing.”
Before he died, he said nothing but smoked with his head down, and ash fell on the ground and he bled thin.
The night outside the window was under pressure, and the dawn was not as smooth as the clouds, and this was the last time to look at the sky.
He waited many times at the entrance to primary school, and when she was absent, he complained in his heart until he reached out to the truth, thought in his heart how many times he was absent, how many times she complained, and how many years she slept in those afternoons she would never stop.
Zhang Zhang’s life was not a great regret, and in his knowledge, he thought about his parents for many years, but never returned home, how many abducted children were able to return home and how many were trafficked.
He is the latter, and the former is becoming less expensive.
Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhi Yi Zhi was lucky and unhappy, and the only reason for her life was to protect her.
He no longer expected his name, was there anyone who loved himself, was there anyone who could make him call his parents.
And the first of those who wandered for ten years, and met him with no end of good will, and with him was his return.
It’s just, there’s still a regret in 19 years.
The end of the rain finally ended and the rain fell under the roof.
Cheng Yingji liked someone else.
Zhang 4 7 listens to the raindrops and the last cigarette burns to the end.
I’ve been with her for 11 years. She’s loved someone else.
Even if it’s just “liked,” it’s a shame he’ll never get back to.
The pesticide bottle is on the table. It’s paraquat.
When he went to buy medicines, the boss said it was very toxic and insect-killing, he was nodding his head, the next door shop was playing songs, people were on the way, and young girls of the same age were laughing, with all their hopes in life.
There are many ways to die, but no one can save a bottle of pesticides.
There was a small ash on the ground and he went to the old man’s grave at night to say sorry and take care. He will never come again, and if we grow weeds and no one worships, ask him not to blame.
Because maybe no one worships him in this world.
The pesticide bottle was on the table, empty, the clockwise slipped three times, and 19-year-olds had two months’ birthday, but in any case they would never wake up.
When Cheng Ying was on the roof, she saw the most beautiful evening of the summer. The summers of the year were so bleak that it was only today that it was too clear.
She knew that Zhang Qi wished to keep her alive, but that it was painful, and that some people would be wiped out.
When she was in primary school, she had a pretty girl in her class who played the piano in the art fair, and she was so impressed with Mom and Dad. At that time, she wondered if her parents and grandmother would love her one day if she did too, but no one would pay for her interest classes and no one would condone her.
The dream of learning the piano is so planted in the heart that it becomes a commitment.
Zhang Qiqi knew all her wishes but could not give her a piano, saved a long time and only gave her a harmonica.
The harmonica was placed in a nice box and placed in a cupboard, where she blew at home the only time and her grandmother scolded her.
Cheng Yip wonders why no one loves her, why everyone owes her, why so many people in the world are willing to give her a harmonica, to say “happy graduation” to her on the corner of the summer, to put a fireworks in her new year, to save $80,000 for her life, to take a vacation on her birthday and go to a movie with her.
She went to the cinema once with four or seven of them, bought two tickets, bought one-person Coke and popcorn, on her eighteenth birthday.
The film they were watching was a re-enacted version of Dream Ride, a dark studio where both the Coke and the popcorn were hers, and Zhang Qi didn’t take it.
She couldn’t share the beauty of the movie, but she wondered over and over again whether people would disappear forever.
There was no answer to this, and there was no one to know about it, but there was no way. She wanted to remind her and Zhang 47.
If you don’t remember her, you can remember Chang 4-7.
Because she owes him something.
She knew where she was from.
It took a long time for the housekeeper to call her, one night of her life and death.
A year later, the housekeeper met her brother, and she was not relieved by what Cheng Yingji said, but only remembered when she came home on extended leave to see someone.
That was six months before they tried to kill.
She’s been thinking about not telling him, starting with the housekeeping.
If he leaves, she’s all that’s left of the world.
The earth is empty, the weight of suffering is on her, and he will be with her forever.
The weight of suffering can barely be met by two, but she will be crushed alone.
Every time she saw him, she read in her mouth what she wanted to say, but there were countless meetings, and countless times she failed to open her mouth.
She’s broken, and she knows very clearly that she’s cheating Zhang 47, whether she’s seven or eighteen.
Even though it was clear to her that Zhang Zhang Zhang would be with her in any way and would not leave her in any way, she knew that he loved her and buried everything in the ground.
But she denied him the right to know the truth.
Zhang has a real name, even though he’s dead, and it’s written on the account book that has been sold, and the end is a straight black print of two lead words — the temple period.
The family was looking forward to him, so it was called the Temple.
A regular tweet was sent for more than two hours and the top was hotly searched.
The comments are half-scolded and half-argued, but in any case, Tsang Zhi and Zhang Zhi can only live with each other, life is no longer the hope, death is the hope.
So they die together in the name of conspiracy.
In the commentary, they were accused of killing and violating the law, which could not be baptized in any way, and of having a hard life for both. But either way, they will never hear again, no matter what.
“They don’t treat me like a child, and I don’t treat them like a parent. That way, it’s even. I’m sorry.
“The two of us, not the two of us, are one to another, and it is called an act of adultery.” I’m sorry.
“That’s how people die. Too much evil and too much retribution to die. I’m sorry.
“Look, the world is like this. I’m sorry.
“His name is Temple Day. I’m sorry.
Cheng Yingji’s tweet was interpreted and hung on the hot list all day.
One day later, however, the withdrawal was finally slow, and different follow-up investigations proceeded in different ways.
The mother and father of Cheng Ying were beaten to death and the company’s share price was affected.
The old lady didn’t give up yelling at her and went to the door every day in her pocket.
Life is moving slowly, with a dark tide, death does not lead to repentance, and the lives of others remain in order.
Six months later, things were gradually forgotten, and four or seven parents took him home, set up a gravestone and visited him in the following years.
Zhang Zhang Qianji’s parents have been to Zhang Ying Chi’s house many times, and the old lady has been angry and ill, and has been living in a hospital with a breathing machine, and the mother of Zhang Ying Zhi has given birth to a child and has given birth to a child.
It is only this family that learns to recede.
Cheng Ying Chi’s grave was less and less visited, and no one loved Zhang anymore.
The floods of the world host many people, and so many are gradually forgotten.
But if there is another time, she wants Zhang to be safe and happy, and don’t be stupid and put in there for one life.
Cheng Ying Chi never thought about her and Zhang Qi.
Love is good, whatever.
It doesn’t matter.
At the beginning of the autumn, the clock struck at zero, on the birthday of forty-seven and twenty years of age, and on this birthday, no one cried happy birthday to him and no one looked at her smile.
It’s a dark day outside, the moon is blocked, and the light can’t go around the clouds.
It won’t be light.
On a wall of four or seven families, one by five, one by six, the blocked moon is hidden in clouds, a little white light comes out of the sky, red, bright, and half an hour later, dawn.
It’s gonna be light.
□ yellow time drug
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.