When my boyfriend was found, Jiang Xiaoming choked my neck and confessed to me.
And We were the dolls in his hand, and were dominated by his paranoia.
I always thought he hated me, but he said he did it all because of love.
People around him are moved by his affections, even my mother says, “He loves you so much, what do you want?”
One.
At the age of 8, my father had been deceived by more than 50 million in business, left behind an ass of debt and jumped off the building, leaving me and my mother in fear every day in a dilapidated old house.
At that time, it had been a long time, and every day, different debtors came to the house to collect their debts.
My mom’s always been a lovely rich wife. How come she’s been so miserable? That time, as the sky fell, she cried every day, complaining about a bad life and about my father’s hastyness in throwing her hand away.
Until three months later, Uncle Jiang appeared like an angel in our lives.
He took me and my mother out of the old house and put them in a villa, laughing at us.
“I’ve been friends with Kang for more than ten years, and I can’t let his wife and his daughter do this.” I’m sorry.
I looked at him behind my mother’s back, and the man of the year was well-manufactured, well-dressed and well-regulated.
Uncle Jiang smiled and touched my head, and swore to my mother, “Don’t worry about the debt that Kang left behind, I’ll settle it.” I’m sorry.
No more hard days, not even debt, and the good news is that my mother is a little dizzy, like a pie in the sky.
But out of one last question, she asked, “But I have nothing to give you back…”
“You don’t have to pay back. “You shouldn’t have had such a hard time.” I’m sorry.
This is enough to save Mary Sue, not least for someone like my mother who’s never had a good taste for the sun, but who’s a good uncle.
That’s it. In the second year of my dad’s jump, my mom took me and married him.
Uncle Jiang, like my mother, was married in second marriage, and the previous marriage left him a pair of children, his older brother was two years older, and his younger sister, Haiju, was one year younger than me.
His ex-wife was in poor health and left for two years after he was born, and uncle Jiang has been fighting alone with his children.
On the day of the official showdown, my mother deliberately left me alone with two brothers and sisters and went out with Uncle Jiang.
I have a vague feeling that the two brothers and sisters before me seem unfriendly and uncomfortable sitting on the couch.
“Do you eat fruit? “And he looked at me for half a day, and suddenly he spoke.
I’m stunned, I don’t know how to respond, I just nod my head.
“Then go wash yourself in the yard. “There’s watermelon in the canal, and it’s delicious at this time.” I’m sorry.
I thought he was trying to get along with me and ran to the garden.
Turns out I can easily reach a watermelon and just wake up.
I was pushed hard behind my back, and I hit the bottom of my forehead and choked a couple of sips before I turned around.
The watermelon in the pool has been crushed by me, red watermelon juice dyes my clothes, and fruit and melons are hanging on my hair.
Jiang Xiaoming looked up at me and smiled at me, and Haiju was lying on the window.
He’s pretty, even when he’s young, but he’s like a doll in a window and can’t be liked.
“Your mother is shameless, you are shameless. “He’s a good-looking lip, he spits out sharp words, and I’m in pain, “Don’t think you’re in my house. I’m sorry.
Two.
I also complained to my mother that day, but she touched my head and comforted me: “Your Uncle Jiang will take us in, and we owe us so much. We are sorry. My brother and sister just couldn’t accept you at once, so let them have some.” I’m sorry.
I felt the wounds on my head, and I looked at my mother’s eyes with tears, but I didn’t say anything.
‘Cause I’m a messenger under the fence because Uncle Jiang is the one who saved my mother and I.
And Uncle Jiang’s family had a problem with my mother’s identity before he got married, except that the words were words, words, ears, and none of them came in front of my mother.
For that reason, my mother was the guardian of Uncle Jiang and also of his children.
They don’t just hate me, they hate my mother, but my mother, in order to get them to accept her new “mom” faster, has spent a lot of time studying the two brothers and sisters’ preferences, basically saying there’s nothing to be done.
Plus my mother was a grown-up, and they didn’t dare say anything, so all the hostility came at me.
Uncle Jiang on the table didn’t mean to change my name to Jiang, so he threw his chopsticks at me and said, “I knew you didn’t hurt me and wanted another daughter!” Think I’m dead. I’m sorry.
After that, he ran back to his room crying.
As soon as my mother saw it, she said, “No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. I’m sorry.
In this way, she persuaded the embarrassing Uncle Jiang to stop crying after having gone to his door for half a day and promised many unreasonable terms.
But from the beginning, she didn’t even think of my own daughter sitting at the table with a grain of rice.
I whispered and apologized to Uncle Jiang for coming down the table to wash up in the bathroom, but Jiang came in at the moment before I closed the door.
“Ginge’s age. * He frowns, he chokes my cheeks, he hates me * Don’t think your mother’s married to you. I’m sorry.
Jiang Xiaoming was much more powerful than me, and I couldn’t save my cheek, no matter how hard I struggled, and he squeezed me to cry.
But the tears were pouring, and he threw me away like he saw something worse.
I didn’t stand firm, dumped backwards, fell on the floor and scratched my elbow.
I remember when my mother said to let them, and I thought I did something wrong to make them all so unhappy.
So I tried to keep my head up and say to Jiang: “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
And he paused, and left a terrible sentence: “Don’t come out of there today until you have cleaned up.” I’m sorry.
Then he fell and left the bathroom.
It’s also the day that Jiang Xiaoming likes to make me cry, but every time I cry, he gets impatient.
I’ve had more injuries than a day, and every time I tell my mother, she just touches my head and let me let them.
Then again, it became more and more consoling, and the next minute it was going to prepare a novel toy or a delicious toy, without looking at my wounds.
And for a long time, I stopped telling my mom about my beating, and I was hoping to get to middle school and get out of school and stay away from the house.
3
But it wasn’t until junior high that I realized that my nightmare had just begun.
I did take the school I wanted, and I got the qualifications to move out of my home, but the people I least wanted to see followed me.
On the day of the packing, Jiang Xiaoming showed up in front of me with his suitcase and got in the car with me.
And my mother sat in the front row, and turned back, and said, “I’m so upset that you’re going to live alone, or your brother is so well-informed that you don’t want to come to live, that you don’t like living in a dormitory, and you’re going to go to a school with you, and you’re going to stay with you. I’m sorry.
A smile on the part of Jiang Xiaoming, who was playing with him, seemed to be a compliment to my mother.
He’s been in this attitude for years, but my mom’s always been very active, and she’s always been more powerful, as if she had a little response.
My blood is cold, and my God says, “Can I not stay in school?” I’m sorry.
“You son of a bitch, don’t you find it more comfortable to rent a house outside? My mother frowns, “How come you don’t know how to take care of your brother?” I’m sorry.
Take care of me? What is Jiang Xiaoming taking care of me, taking care of my day-to-day whereabouts or taking care of all the atrocities that have been committed against me?
I wanted to rebut my mother’s words, but soon she came up with that kind of statement that I could never refuse.
“Your Uncle Jiang has rented the house for you, and his business has not been easy these years. I’m sorry.
I shut up.
The luggage was put in front of the apartment door, and I stood face to face with Jiang Xiaoming, without a word.
I’ve always heard the grown-ups say that the boys are growing up fast, and Jiang is growing up fast.
He’s tall and he’s like Uncle Jiang.
Even if Jiang Xiaoming always said a lot of impatience, I could always see a lot of chocolates and love letters from girls in his school bag.
Every day, however, when he was packing his school bags, he asked where they were going, and he waved with his frown and impatience.
“Loss it, it’s rubbish. I’m sorry.
Yes, he has never taken the hearts of anyone but himself.
“What are you waiting for? Jiang Xiaoming kicked in the suitcase next to his foot, “Put something in for me.” I’m sorry.
I was hoping for a few years of things that would be broken, and I squeezed my school bag, and my eyes were sore.
I know he hates me to cry, but the tears fall out of one drop.
I wonder how many times I asked the question: “Why do you always refuse to leave me alone?” If you hate me, I can stay away from you. I can’t go home, even if my mom calls me. Why are you following me? I’m sorry.
Jiang Xiaoming looked at me with his head on his head, and he didn’t know if he was angry or thinking about something else.
And he was good-looking, and I do not deny his good-looking, but he never made a good look at me, and for a long time it was demonized in my heart and became a sign of fear.
“Ginge’s age. “You think you’re in charge? You think I’m your dog? I’m sorry.
He bites his teeth and breathes hot and spits in my face: “You will never get rid of me.” I’m sorry.
4
And it became clear to me on that day, that it was nothing but a plea to the river and that there was no point in crying.
He will cry to him, he will hate him, he will beg for his forgiveness, he will increase his strength, he will silence him and he will do everything in his power to refocus my attention on him, in words and in hands.
He’s like a hunter who hangs a little hope that he won’t be completely mad, and he looks up at me like I walked into the river for the first time many years ago.
To keep myself from going crazy, I left my mother’s side without her words stopping me, and I started to resist.
Jiang Xiaoming is much taller than me, and I can’t beat him, but I can bite him, kick him, I can learn to exercise and I can go crazy.
I’ve thought about taking him out of the world a hundred times, but when I came to him with a knife, or with poison enough to kill him, Kang would laugh at me.
“You dare not. I’m sorry.
Yeah, because my mom’s still here, I wouldn’t dare.
Even since I moved out, she hasn’t been in touch for a long time.
But sometimes when Jiang Xiaoming is in a good mood, I can still hear the sound of the phone coming out of his cell phone.
“You’re not in any trouble, are you? I’m sorry.
As always, she had a slight smile, a loud telephone background, and the admiral of the river had never stopped asking for it.
In the suture of the door, the eye of the river looked straight at me and eavesdropped.
“You’re a good boy. I’m sorry.
My wrist was lifted, my bite marks on his body were hanging out under the light, and Jiang Xiaoming was not drugged, but simply allowed to pulverize his wounds, as he had been holding on to me for years.
Fifteen-year-old Xiaoming, who was wearing his home clothes, could not hide his big body, and looked at me like that until the phone was hung up and his eyes were not turned away.
If this man was not my brother, and if he had never done anything like that, I think he would think he looked like a doll in a window and just wanted to hold him in his arms.
“You’re going to be a good boy, Goose, you hear me? He asked, “Don’t give me any trouble. I’m sorry.
5
When I got into high school, I finally got bipolar under the torment of Kang tomorrow.
I need a lot of pills to sleep, sometimes excited enough to run a dozen laps on the playground and sometimes sad enough not to leave the world now.
Because of the increase in high school, in order to take care of us — to be precise, it was me who went to the same high school as Jiang Haiju. My mother called Jiang Xiaoming for almost a month and finally bothered him to agree to leave.
After all this time, he and Jiang Hae-joo still took me and my mother to the outsiders of the house, and, although they looked good on their faces, I could hear them laughing when my mother left.
My mom always felt that Uncle Jiang was in debt to each other when he married her and paid back that debt, and that he had returned to the lives of rich wives over the years, thus valuing the family more.
I wanted to ask her when I was in pain. Do you remember Dad?
Think of the father who once treated me like a palm bead, put me on a camel’s shoulder, beat me up when I was bullied, and think of the father who brought you flowers every day, with a anniversary every month, and spoiled all your behavior?
“Honey, do you think it’s good to buy this for Haiju? I’m sorry.
My mother relied on Uncle Jiang’s side, pointing to a bunch of jewelry in a magazine.
Uncle Jiang was probably dealing with something, just looking at it and saying two words, but my mother was smiling and sitting back and talking to him about buying jewelry.
I’m sitting on this side of the sofa and I’m trying to try a TV channel, and I don’t want to get out of here at this time.
I’ve had them for a long time, so I don’t envy them.
Sometimes I think I’m probably a very scared person, or why haven’t I really done anything for years?
Because my mom’s still here.
But I’m more precarious than she looks.
“Sweet age. I’m sorry.
When a magazine was over, my mother probably remembered my existence and cried out to me.
In my mother’s eyes, I’ve always been a good kid, not to study, not to live, not to worry about anything. Since my dad died, I’ve had nothing from my mother, so I’ve lowered many of my demands, so I’ve really looked a little bit extra.
“You son of a bitch, you’ve moved home without a smile. I’m sorry.
Seeing me lazy with no face, she wrinkled a bit.
“You’re not happy because you’re in my class, are you? I’m sorry.
My mom’s brows are wrinkled higher.
I don’t really have the strength to explain it, but a pair of hands that I feel sweaty covered my shoulder.
“How is it? You’re the best. “Jang Xiaoming laughs, “Right? I’m sorry.
My response was to beat his hand off his shoulder, to stand up from the couch, to walk back to his room, and to drop the door loudly.
I heard my mom complain before closing the door: “What’s wrong with this kid?
And the voice of Jiang Xiaoming.
“It’s all right, as long as you’re happy. I’m sorry.
And when I was buried in the covers, I thought, as long as the river was far from me, I would try to be happy.
Six.
In order to make our relationship easier, my mother deliberately placed me in the same class as Jiang Hai Joo, but because he was crying, she promised not to admit that I was a family member in front of teachers and classmates, but simply left the homekeeper’s phone number and even the family name blank.
Before the form was turned in, I secretly filled my father’s name with pencils, and the panicful paper was put back in the file bag, praying that no one would find my little move.
I watched my mother pick up my registration form and took it out for a quick check and put it back in and handed it to the staff.
Throughout, she didn’t notice anything, or she didn’t look at it.
I was relieved and lost.
On that day, I sat in the last row of the classroom, squeezing documents, watching my mother talk to the headmaster, and from time to time, the headmaster had to signal in the direction of Jiang Hai Joo, showing a more exaggerated smile, which seemed to be a compliment.
And when my mom listens to this, she smiles better.
They were surrounded by a group of classmates.
She wears a new dress for the season, like a princess from the attic, and whispers with her head down and whispers to others, and from time to time looks at me with the light.
I didn’t look back at her, I squeezed the papers in my hand, sweated almost into the paper, I was restraining, and I couldn’t go crazy in the new environment.
But Jiang Hae-joo didn’t let me go so easily, and her fine fingers went in my direction, and she gave me a hand: “Let’s not leave our fellow students alone, let’s talk about it, maybe for three years. I’m sorry.
“And it’s kind of sad that she doesn’t have any parents. I’m sorry.
After a fake speech, she moved her lips and said three words.
That’s my dad’s name.
She saw it.
It’s like there’s a string breaking in my head, and I can’t control my emotions in a very restless situation, and I can only let my heart burn and drive my body.
I lifted the table, grabbed the collar of the river and pulled her hair.
Before we could do more, the students who reacted grabbed my hand, and my mother came running in the screams of Haiju and threw a slap at me.
My mother cried in her arms, and occasionally saw the eyes of mocking and heights.
She despised my mother, her father, and the wildlings who refused to bow to her knees.
So, on the first day of school, she wanted me to be hated by everyone.
It’s hot on the face and it’s like a fire in the heart. I knocked down all the tables and chairs I’ve been able to kick lately, but nothing can be said.
The teacher vehemently accused me, my classmates whispered about me, and my mother stopped the security guard who tried to crush me, saying he wanted to deal with my parents in private.
My parents? Isn’t my parents in front of me?
But until I got to the ground, I had an unconscious wound on my hand, and I was in a mess, and only one person came and handed me a handkerchief.
“Burn it. I’m sorry.
A young man wears a uniform that no one wears, looks at me and looks at me.
When I saw nothing, he gave me his hand and gave me his hand, and if I raised my head with any sense, he stood at the front of the crowd and looked at me in the dark, his stepmother and his sister.
He doesn’t know how long he’s been standing, but I think he’s always watching me, being hated by everyone, being beaten by my mother.
Jiang Xiaoming didn’t reach out to either side, but looked at it in cold blood and, after seeing my eyes, turned his head and laughed.
I think he must be happy to see these.
7
The matter was brought to the fore because of the impunity of Jiang Hae-joo and my mother, but the teacher changed his vision.
My mom went back and apologized to me and Haiju and beat me in front of her, crying and asking me how I could do something like that.
The second time that he was ready to fall, Jiang Xiaoming stood in my way and fell on his shoulder.
My mother was so scared, she apologized again, and Jiang Hae-joo turned my attention away from me when he saw his brother being beaten.
“Come on, take Go home to rest. I’m sorry.
My mom took me back to my room.
In a closed room with only me and my mother, she seemed to remember my own mother, who held me and cried and touched my face with heartache.
“You’re a good boy, I know you’ll be a little upset, but Uncle Jiang has given you a good life and a good future like this. I’m sorry.
And I fell down, and I sucked my nose, and I asked my mother, “Are you my mother? Do you believe me?”
“Of course! My mother’s face, “What are you talking about,” but soon, she seemed to think of something, and she said, “But the sea beads don’t like it and you put up with it, it’s only a few years, college is fine. I’m sorry.
She was called again outside the gate, and the woman rubbed her tears and touched my head and walked out the door.
The world returned to darkness, and I touched my red and bloated face without a tear.
In the end, my mother took the matter of the school, and I was transferred to the regular class, far from the river, as if I wished to separate us from each other.
But my mom was so naive that I would avoid Gang Hai Joo, but she wouldn’t let me get away with it so easily, and because of the story, I had a name in school.
Everyone knows Kang-ho is crazy.
At the junior high school level, it was possible not to be in a school because she was not at home, but people came to her, and in her character, how could they be safe?
The school is beginning to give me the ability to go to a nobility school, after all, when I’m dressed in real simplicity, when parents don’t come to school, and the effects of bipolarity make me ecstatic, and occasionally violent impulses that look like nothing but a face.
And even more so is the fact that Jiang Xiaoming, in the sight of men, always comes to me in my class, sometimes for food, and sometimes for practice books.
Looks like a detour. I know he didn’t mean well, so he threw everything he sent out and almost fought him.
Private schools, which are not too restrictive in their dress and hair, and Uncle Jiang, who donated $2 million to build new experimental classrooms for our better studies, are the masters of the teachers’ minds at the school.
The two men’s faces, together with their clothes and clothes, have long been the focus of socialization for many of their classmates, chasing after them.
Everyone believed that it was the madman who seduced him, and because every time I threw his things away, I whispered that I was trying to get away with it.
Jiang Hae-joo hated me even more, my reputation was worse, and he cared more about me. She thought I was trying to rob her brother because I was living with him in junior high.
So any subsequent retaliation seems to have been justified.
I’m locked in the toilet, and I can’t help but shake with cold water.
Outside the locked door, Jiang Hae-joo was wearing a nice little dress and smiling with a few friends.
“Blow your dirty air! A little follower shouted.
A few people laughed for a while, and soon they were singing, and I was down in the toilet breathing for two breaths, trying to calm myself.
8
The power of the river has increased.
She’s smart and hardly single, so even if I wanted to grab her hair and hit her back, I couldn’t beat the hand that someone close to her had.
In the beginning, there will be people in the class who will be angry at me because I’m being bullied, and for a long time, no one will dare say anything.
Just one more person.
Hand me over the hanky at the start of school.
He happens to be the only person in my mother’s regular class who treats me differently.
I was isolated from the team, and he would have accepted me after being left behind, and I was locked in the gym, and he would have taken the key from the teacher and let me out.
I’m covered in dirty water, and he’ll hand me the uniform and let me cover my body.
I asked him why he helped me, and he just smiled.
“You’re being humiliated. I’ll help you if I see you. That’s it. I’m sorry.
And every day after I was eight years old was dark, and it was only after I met the bells that a ray of sunshine broke through the clouds and shined on me.
The attitude of those who meet each other does not make any difference to me, but it is.
Just like that.
I feel like I’ve got a little more fresh air and a lot of fresh air every day before me.
It’s like I’m coming back to life, and the brain feels so relieved.
Even if Jiang Xiaoming were to roll milk to my table, I would finally be able to control the mood inside, instead of slapping the milk in his face, I would have chosen to ignore it.
The students whispered about me, but if you think about me, raise your hand and throw the milk in the trash.
“Now that you don’t want to drink, forget it. He laughed, “I’ll pick you up after school today. I’m sorry.
After he finished, he knocked twice on my desk and left my classroom.
That’s the signal he used to have when he wasn’t happy in junior high.
I counted the change out of the bag without an expression, and I was wondering if I could go outside today for a night.
The little girl on the side is talking about my attitude, and it’s all abominable.
“I don’t know why Kang is so lucky when he’s older.
“I thought I’d hang her with a face for a long time. No wonder Hae-joon didn’t like her.” I’m sorry.
“She’s a bitch and a son of a bitch. I’m sorry.
The sound of a banging book crashing at the podium, the bells moved from their offices to work, and they piled up on the podium.
“The teacher is coming. “Read early.” I’m sorry.
I looked up to the eyes of the clockkeeper, and he was careful to draw out an exercise book and blinked at me.
9
“Did anything happen at school lately? I’m sorry.
It’s just me and my mom at home on the weekend, at the dining table, and she’s asking.
I added a meal to her and added to my own: “No.” I’m sorry.
It’s just the usual day, when I’m out of my class, when I’m out, when I’m out, when I can fight, when I can get revenge, when I’m out.
More and more people are being helped, and me and Zhong are becoming more familiar, slowly, as if there was a feeling that both of us knew it.
I was careful to be friends with him, and he didn’t understand, but he was careful to defend all my moves.
In almost 10 years of entering the Gang family, all my joys and joys, all my social friends are in the hands of the Gang.
My mother’s presence has shaped the vast majority of my social circles, with connections to Uncle Jiang, who can manipulate me almost everything.
But he probably didn’t think he’d show up.
It is not a good place for a family to enter this private school on the basis of merit, and it is the opposite of the grumpy river.
He is gentle and impatient, patient and temperate, and possesses what I long for from others, but he never gets.
How can I not desire a man whose nature always chases the good?
“If anything happens, you tell me.” I’m sorry.
“What can I do?” I answer.
I told my mother when I was bullied by Jiang Xiaoming, it was only you who endured and they’ll love you.
Then Jiang Hai Joo hated me, and I got sick, and my mother thought I was playing games.
I do have a lot to say to her, but when there is a real chance to say something, I can’t say anything.
Listening to me, my mom didn’t let go, she wrinkled.
She kept working on the food in the bowl, and she put it in her mouth four or five times, and looked ugly like she was eating something toxic.
“But I heard your brother say you” and my mom finally said, “You’re young, don’t be fooled by boys. I’m sorry.
What did you say?
I was alert, but I didn’t make any look, but it was just a light way: “Does he not see that I have enough time to study every day, that I have no time to do anything else, and if it is true that Jiang will come tomorrow?” I’m sorry.
“Siho, he’s your brother. Isn’t it nice that he cares about you? “My mom’s long breath.
Brother? Where would you wish to have a sister like me?
But I don’t want to argue with my mother about this, or talk about it, and she’s going to cry about what happened, and she’s going to shut me up.
I didn’t want to see my mother cry, but I couldn’t get along as she wanted.
It wasn’t long after dinner.
He was talking to my mom when he went out to pour water, and his eyes slipped over me, with the implication that my back was cold.
When I went back to my room to close the door, his hands were sewn to the door, and he was squeezed in.
“What, you don’t welcome me?” Jiang smiled.
The idea of pouring all the water out of my hands, “No welcome, get lost.” I’m sorry.
“It’s too bad you’re not welcome. It’s my home. I go wherever I want. I’m sorry.
Jiang Xiaoming closed the door and leaned against it.
“You want to fall in love? I’m sorry.
As I guess he’s making some bad ideas again, it’s soon again.
I’m just staring at him and not answering.
It’s like you don’t want me to answer.
He’s taller and he’s more oppressive in front of me, and I need to stand up to my back very rigidly and tighten my muscles to make sure I’m not shy in front of him.
I don’t know what he means, and I don’t know what Jiang Xiaoming is doing.
But I don’t want him to guess what it means to me.
It’s so easy to shine a ray of sunshine on me, too warm for me to be taken away again.
“Don’t fall in love, Ho. “I think you know what happens when you don’t listen.” I’m sorry.
It’s funny, I’m a bipolar man, and he just feels more like a psychopath than I do.
He rots from the bones, blood is black, heart is black.
As long as the river is here, I’ll smell the ulcer.
It’s like being reminded that I can never escape.
10
I’ve been thinking for a long time and finally decided to stay away from the clock.
I can’t hold it, nor do I want him contaminated.
Fortunately, there’s just some fermented fermentation, and it’s not yet out of my control.
Just make him hate me.
I don’t know.
Just make him hate me.
When I think of that, I can barely breathe.
Jiang Xiaoming went up to senior year and came to me with a lot of time, which also gives me a lot of room for activity.
I evaded the invitation of the Zhong team and his proximity.
I have rejected all his help as though I had been mad, and I want to expose all the terrible faces I had hidden before to the bells, to make him hate me and to make him fear me.
But Zhong’s reaction was unexpected and unexpected.
He was not far from me, and he did not even ask me why I had done so, and when I had been locked up again and again many times, Zhong helped me quietly to open the door and would not appear before me.
It’s like being very careful to break a lot of pieces of me, pick it up one by one, stick it up a little bit, and put me under the sun.
But the better he is, I don’t know how to face Chung.
I’ve been trying to keep an eye on what is going to happen in the river, away from the clock, trying to read, but not thinking of a year of peace.
Jiang Xiaoming went to college and went to study abroad.
People who fear each other day and night suddenly leave, as if all my vigilance was ridiculous.
My mother and Hae-joo were all red when they took him to the plane, and I was the only one who looked at him like he had a heart attack.
He’s gone.
Is he trying to spare me?
I’m a little confused, but I turn around, and the river has seen nothing of regret on my face, and it blows up.
“My brother’s been so good to you, and you’re not sad when he first comes out this far! She’s pointing at my nose, and she doesn’t care if my mom’s in the back. I’m sorry.
She’s always been a spoiled girl, so I don’t know how much I’ve heard since I got into the Gang family.
But I underestimated her resolve this time, when it was just a little bit of a scene that made me look bad, but this time, Jiang Hae-joo wanted me to be completely discredited.
When she entered the school, she was followed by swelling and becoming less and less sensibly, thinking that she could control the fate of others.
Jiang Hai Joo didn’t know where to get something, put it in my medicine, tried to get someone to destroy my innocence.
I was stuck in the park’s woods with a stick in my hand.
But it didn’t work, and the picture was getting blurry and blurry, and my clothes were scratched and disgustingly touched between necks.
The skin is driven by the cold air, and my stomach is gushing and almost vomiting.
And the next moment, it seemed as if I had seen the bell.
I’m a little funny, and I’ve been chilling for so long, trying to force myself to forget him, but I still want Chung to save me when I’m hurt.
All these years, he was the only one who reached out to me.
But it was not until I was taken out of my hands and brought into the arms of a stranger, but comforted, that I found it not a fantasy.
Zhong knocked me out, tried to invade me, surrounded me with a coat, held me up.
“Ho, it’s okay, I’m here, it’s okay. I’m sorry.
He rubbed my cheek with his fingertips.
It was not until then that I realized that my tears were full of tears and that I was cold and terrible.
The warmth of the bell warms me with contact, and I have no strength to lean in his arms, and he takes a step by step into the sun.
Eleven.
After being rescued by Zhongqing, I refused his escort, called the police and arrived with the police.
As a result of my father ‘ s repulsion to a debt-seeking career after his death, my mother was scared to death when she saw the police and was barely able to stand.
She wanted to rely on me, but I had just eased, and it was difficult to support herself, let alone come to her like before.
“Ho, you’re back. “My mother didn’t notice that I looked ugly and barely laughed, “It was…” I’m sorry.
The police told us what they wanted.
After listening to everything, she just abated her face a little. “The two children in the family usually love to play games, and the sea beads don’t really want to hurt Eeyo’s age.
“Ma’am, your daughter’s bully is waiting at the police station. She must have told her to do so, so you and your other daughter have to go to the police station. I’m sorry.
My mother looked like she was looking at him in the hae-joon’s room and bit on her teeth and said, “Sit down and I’ll make a phone call. I’m sorry.
After that, I grabbed my hand to the balcony.
“How can you call the police? I’m sorry.
In order not to disturb the police, her voice was very low, but it entered my ears like a thunderbolt, and I suffered.
“Mom, if I hadn’t gotten out, I’d have been killed. “I can hardly recognize the faces of the people before me, nor can I cry.”
“I thought you ran out and nothing happened! She wrinkled, and she said, “The beads are just a little bit angry, and they won’t really do anything to you. I’m sorry.
She was anxious to turn around on the balcony, and her fingers hesitated for half a day to call Uncle Jiang’s contact.
Listen to my mother’s flattering words. My back is cold and I don’t know her.
In this world, she is my only bond of blood, my favorite.
I remember the way she looked before she was eight, gentle and careful, saying I was the best baby in the world and I would be her favorite.
I looked at her for a while and heard her confirm it from Uncle Jiang, who was opposite the phone, and saw her scolding me for two more words, and took me back to the living room, where she was plaguing someone.
He looked like a poor balconian after my mother.
The police took a telephone call and soon understood what, taught him two words verbally and made her apologize for not being itching.
What good is an apology? Is that what I need?
I can think of what she wants to say now without looking at the face of Jiang Hae-joo.
“Look, even if you get my handle, I’ll do what I want, even if I kill you. I’m sorry.
She has Uncle Jiang, she has my mom.
What about me? What do I have?
Yeah, I got Zhong.
12
I’m with Chung.
It’s like a cold man who sees warm things at first sight, a moth on fire, unable to resist such temptation.
He’s the best man I’ve ever met, gentle and patient, even though he knows I have bipolarity.
When I can’t control myself, the bell will take me away from the crowd and hold me over and over.
“It’s all right, I’m by your side, Goko. I’m sorry.
“We have a lot of future.” I’m sorry.
In endless despair, I cannot help but think with his words that I can have a better future than I have ever thought about before.
I’m careful to cover up what happened with Jong-Jing, and I’m careful to keep an eye on the river.
Since college, he hasn’t spoken to me for a long time, and I’ve been a lot easier without him in sight.
I always thought that he was tired of playing games with me all these years, and that he could not help but relax a little.
I’ve got two months to go, and Zhong and I decided to go to school and go home happy.
Once the door was opened, Jiang Xiaoming sat on the couch with his computer, and cold white light hit him in the face, like a vampire who smoked human blood.
He’s taller, he’s strong, and he’s dressed like Sven.
I know that Uncle Jiang has started to involve him in the company, so I’m not surprised to see him at home, just wrinkled and ignored his intention to go back to his room.
I don’t want to be in the same room as him.
Disgusting.
“Sweet age. I’m sorry.
And he kept calling me by my name.
I didn’t listen. I just wanted to go to the room.
The next minute, I heard a man’s voice on his phone.
I turned my head, and he turned his mobile phone towards me, and it was on the screen that the clock was beaten indiscriminately by a crowd.
“You’ve got a boyfriend? “I told you before, bad kids should be punished.” But I don’t want to punish Ee-year-olds, then punish the man who doesn’t know he wants to seduce you. I’m sorry.
In the video conversation, the man in front of him stepped on his right hand.
We suddenly recovered all the strength and all the words, and jumped to the face of the river, and seized his neck and tried to fight.
But in Jiang’s smile, I woke up like a needle and took my fist back.
“Please. I’m sorry.
I kneeled before Jiang Xiaoming.
I know you don’t like me crying, but I can’t control the saline without feelings.
“Let go of Zhongqing, I’m not going to be bad.” “I’ve been holding on to him for the first time in years.
“I’ll do whatever you want, but leave me alone, please. I’m sorry.
Zhong Jing is the best hope of his family, and he’s about to take a high test, and if his hand breaks, it’s over.
What a beautiful future, what a new life I don’t think about at this moment.
I just want to live.
Jiang Xiaoming is a real lunatic and Jong-ming will be killed.
The man looked at me on the floor, crying over and over until the clock in the video almost disappeared, and he said, “Come on. I’m sorry.
That’s the end of it.
But the Zhong’s hand has been broken, and in the video, the young man who’s always carrying me is dying on the concrete floor, with his right hand bending in an unnatural angle.
My eyes were closed in pain, and Jiang Xiaoming kept on holding me by my chin and forcing me to look up at my phone.
“Sho, this is what happens when you don’t listen. “I will take good care of his family and let the unknown know what happens to you.” I’m sorry.
It’s a blurry sight, and it’s barely there on the phone.
I killed him.
I’ve ruined most of my life, but Zhong was different. If he hadn’t met me, if he hadn’t liked me, he would have been fine.
“Take him to the hospital and get him out of here. “I’ll be very good at it, I’ll be very good at it.” I’m sorry.
It’s only time to let me go and rub my hair.
“I know for a while you can’t forget him. He laughed, “When you get out, you know what happens if you do something like that again. I’m sorry.
Jiang Xiaoming is trying to blackmail me.
“Good. I’m sorry.
I always thought that I had found a connection that could be relied upon in the world, and that it was the Jiang family who had cut it off.
My flesh and blood, my blood, my laughter, my height.
Jiang Xiaoming has never spared me, and I should have known long ago that there should have been no expectations.
13
Without him, everything has been restored.
I couldn’t send him the day he left, and I didn’t have a face to do it.
There’s a lot of text from him on the phone, and I haven’t replied to anything, just looking at it.
And it was my fault that We cut off his hand and inflicted such a no-fault upon his family.
My high school life ended soon, and I followed Jiang Xiaoming’s plan to go to his university and get help from the company.
And I have no more heart to deal with the bullying of Jiang Hae-joo, except that it is the wood that bears everything and feels the calm that the medicine has brought me.
Without my struggle to tear my heart apart, the family seemed more peaceful, at least in my mother’s eyes.
She was happy with what I had learned, not to look into the deeper reasons, but to think that I had finally figured out how to get along with him.
Plus my mother was pregnant, she had a little boy, and I wasn’t thinking about me, and I had no intention of talking to her.
Yeah, well, as long as I take everything in peace, everyone will be happy.
Except for myself.
I looked forward to the document in my hands, and it was too late to find him behind me.
“What do you think?” He peeled the chocolate out of his hand and put it in my mouth.
“Nothing, I’m a little hungry. “I shook my head.
He looked at me for a while before he touched my head, grabbed my arm and put me on his thigh.
“Good boy, just look at me. “I’m sorry.
I looked down at him, and I thought he was really happy.
All these years of quietness around him, I’ve been trying to destroy him from time to time, so I’m looking at everything and trying to find possible opportunities.
But I suddenly found out that he didn’t really care about Uncle Jiang nor about his own sister.
Even in a company of this size, he sometimes comes out and throws himself and takes me shopping.
I don’t understand. What does he care?
But until I find an answer to that question, I find something amazing first.
I sometimes have access to the company’s confidential documents, because of my good faith and the lack of attention to the company.
I accidentally opened a document on that day, and what was in it made me nervous.
My father lost tens of millions of dollars to his business, and Uncle Jiang killed himself.
A thick piece of paper detailing the beginning and end of the business, even as the winner looks at his own results, with heavy, retweeted marks on the paper, old, like a knife in my heart.
I’ve been thinking about my mom all these years, and suddenly I find it funny.
Laughing and crying.
I can barely remember my dad’s face.
The one who once raised me up on my shoulder and kissed my father over and over, would buy me a nice dress, connected to my blood and cared for my father.
After all these years, all of a sudden it’s a joke. It’s funny.
I secretly printed one of those documents, and I put it back.
The brain is covered with a slurry, and I have to go home to my mother’s room.
She’s humming her brother, laughing at the kids in the crib, and she doesn’t react when she sees me coming in.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
It was not until I sat by the bed that she asked a fine question.
I’ve had a long time, I’ve organized a little language, I’ve said, “My dad… I said if something happened to my dad was someone…
I haven’t changed my mouth for years, so as soon as I heard from my dad, she knew I wasn’t calling Uncle Jiang.
My mother’s smiling face fell down and seriously interrupted me.
“I don’t care what happened before. Uncle Jiang is your father now, okay? I’m sorry.
Look at her, I understand that even if I told her everything I saw, she wouldn’t believe me.
For her former husband, who had jumped off the building, she had no love at all and had only one grudge.
It’s also passed on to me with my father’s blood.
I looked at her for a while, didn’t say anything, left the room.
14
Maybe everyone thinks I’m a good boy now, and I’m a little too defensive.
Jiang Hae-joo has been flattered for so long in his student years, and his vanity is in ruins, and when he did not graduate, he was with a man who heard that his family was powerful, and there was no time to mess with me again.
Following that document, which I had no intention of seeing, I pulled out a lot of the vices of the company and found out a lot about the boyfriend.
The man was a eccentric man who had previously knocked up many girls and injured many others.
It is only because of the fact that the shares of Jiang Dynasty are hidden, they are now engaged and they are about to get married, and once the shares are in their hands, they can hardly help.
I’m not going to remind her, or the man, that the mountain will soon collapse.
Two months after the wedding, I counted the man as having almost exhausted his patience and finally stabbed everything he found out.
When Uncle Jiang was taken away by the police, he was laughing at me, and for the first time he tore off his face and yelled at me.
“I shouldn’t have been so soft in the first place, I should have taken you with me…”
“I should have died together. I said, “The spring wind is coming back. I’m sorry.
He was scolded and crushed in a police car.
My mother finally came out with her brother, saw this scene and slapped me.
“How did you end up like this?” She didn’t figure it out, she just yelled at me, “Go to the police and say it’s all your fault. I’m sorry.
It took me a while to laugh, despite the pain of my cheeks, and it took me a long time to look straight at him and to say to him and to my mother: “When he deliberately set up my father in a condom, he went bankrupt and cut off all the ways he could get up, forced him to jump and made me a child without a father.” I’m sorry.
“Mom, you don’t remember my dad, I remember it’s my 22nd birthday, and I don’t want any gifts, I just want Jiang Sung to go to jail. I’m sorry.
“No, no, no! I’m sorry.
She went back to the house and didn’t want to look at me.
I’m the only one who’s silently looking at the garden outside the villa.
“I’m not good, what do you want?” I asked him.
This is a matter that cannot stop Jiang from losing, even if he has a good eye.
It is true that Uncle Jiang was smart enough to take his son out of the house without affecting that part of his assets and leaving a last chance.
Maybe he wanted him to save him, but I didn’t want to give him a chance to turn around.
I haven’t found what Jiang Xiaoming cares about yet.
I heard that Jiang Hae-joo had been beaten by her husband several times in the past two days, and that she would only be worse when the news of Jiang had come out.
Do you mind if I do this?
I suddenly had some expectations about his response.
But he only lit a cigarette, smoked it silently, and then laughed and choked my neck, forcing me to look up, and only looked at him.
He said, “I haven’t seen you laugh so happy since I was young. If you like, I can’t save my dad, and I can’t care. I’m sorry.
“Just as long as you’re happy. I’m sorry.
Speaking of tenderness and tenderness, his hands were getting tighter.
I couldn’t breathe with my suffocation, and I took his hand.
The next moment, the river lets me loose in my arms.
“I can do anything if you’re happy. I’m sorry.
Ten years.
I followed my mother to Jiang’s house for more than a decade, and I always thought that he hated me so much that I wanted to die.
I never thought, never thought about it.
This psycho will love me, he cares about me.
How funny, how funny.
After he destroyed everything I cared about, I suddenly felt he loved me.
15
When Jiang Haiju returned home, the villa had been sealed.
Jiang Xiaoming moved with my mother and I to another house, where they rarely lived, and fired everyone.
It’s like my mom’s got to do some chores, take kids, be busy like a gyro that can’t stop.
After hearing that Jiang Xiaoming had confessed to me, she suddenly started to hold on to my hand, like hope: “Why can’t you two not be brothers and sisters when he loves you? I’m sorry.
Jiang Xiaoming’s ability is so great that if she had it, she would be able to turn over in a few years, and then my mother would be able to get back to her old life.
As for what I said earlier, she did not believe, nor did she.
She’s got a son, she’s got Jiang Xiaoming and I’m all hope.
I didn’t talk to her. I just wanted to do things until I was interrupted by a bang.
The cape’s cheeks swelled and saw me, and the face squeamished and pushed me in.
“I heard something happened at home. What happened? She looked at the environment in which we live and frowned.
My mother came out with her brother, “Hae-woo you…”
He was looking at her and her baby, and he reached out, “Whatever, if there was money, give me.” I’m sorry.
I know that she has been beaten up, that she wants to take some money to fill her face, and that she hopes that her husband will be able to come back.
She has grown up as a child, and Jiang has no money, and she will certainly not return to poverty.
And the jewels of gold and silver, they cannot be let go, so they are better than being beaten.
I know she’ll be like this, and I know that the family won’t be rich.
“Hai Joo, all my accounts have been closed, I have a little change, and I have to buy something for your brother. I’m sorry.
She went into her room for a long time and went through the box, found some red tickets and bank cards, and went crazy after asking about the amount of the bank card.
She yelled at my mother, she yelled at me, pushed me into the wall, she threw me at my mother.
My mother was tired and hugged her brother, and she was standing up, and a child hit the wall.
My brother was in a coma, and she was dying, and my mother fell on the tip of the head, with blood on her head.
I struggled to reach my cell phone, but I called. 120.
The child was innocent, and I thought that Haiju would go crazy and hit me, but I didn’t think I would touch my mother.
When she saw him like that, she was scared, and she was talking nonsense, and she watched my mother laugh.
“You’re so stupid, you still think of you and my dad’s kids, and Kang-ho says you don’t believe me. She laughed, “When my dad was watching you, she died of my mother’s silent illness, and then she planned to kill your ex-husband and marry you, and you’ve been humbled to me and my brother for so many years that your daughter will be bullied by us. I’m sorry.
“How could there be such a stupid woman like you, Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.” I’m sorry.
My mother struck like a thunderbolt: “No, no, no.”
After Jiang Hae-joo said, he took the money and ran away.
I took the three of us to the hospital, and my mother and I had nothing to do with it, but the kid was a little, and he was just a vegetable.
My mom wakes up, totally crazy.
She grabbed her brother, grabbed me, cried, apologized.
She said, “I’m sorry, Ko, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
Again and again, I’ve been saying what I wanted.
But I don’t want it anymore.
16
Jiang Xiaoming came back tired, saw the wounds on my head, moved his finger, and finally did nothing.
“Do you want to go to jail?” he asked.
I laughed and said, “No, no, no. I’m sorry.
For her, prison was not painful, and it was life that lasted for her to die.
She can only rely on her current husband, as long as he falls, and she will die in pain.
She’ll always be alive.
Jiang has noded and has not shown how much mood swing for this biological sister.
I looked at him and he looked at me.
“Do you love me?” I asked,
When a man was asked, he thought for a long time, eventually slowly and hesitated to point his head.
I smiled more: “Will I marry you?” I’m sorry.
For a moment, I couldn’t describe the feelings I saw in his eyes, the fireworks burst, and he seemed to have the world.
I fear him, I hate him, I fear him, I have never said a word of love to him, I have never been so gentle to him, and I have not looked at him with such affection.
Even knowing that this love was mixed with deadly toxins, he walked in.
If I had known that, ha, if I had.
Jiang Xiaoming is so excited to buy a ring, it’s stuck in my finger.
He said he’d give me the best wedding.
I said, well, the wedding venue is fixed.
I chose the biggest church in the city and asked him to invite guests to this brother and sister wedding.
Tell him love, watch him alone, and he takes care of everything.
It turns out that Jiang Xiaoming is such a manipulative man.
17
Mr. Jiang was bankrupted by his stepdaughter, and his son, instead of saving his son and caring for his abused sister, intended to hold a big wedding to marry his stepdaughter.
The news came out, and my mother finally added another word to her crazy apology.
She said, ‘You are of age, do not.’ I’m sorry.
I think she finally figured out what I wanted to do.
I hugged her, put on a wedding dress and walked out of the house in a masked smile.
I’ve thought about it before. It must be pretty, and as I thought, I’m really pretty.
I look at myself in the mirror, smiling.
It’s a pity that Jong-jing couldn’t see it.
After being sent away by Jiang Xiaoming, in order to threaten me, his message appeared on my cell phone.
He went back to school, went to a good university the following year and is now doing business.
That is what he should have, a bright future, rather than sinking into it like someone like me who was in the mud.
I miss him so much.
I really miss Chung.
But I’m still smiling, not showing a ounce of reluctance, and I went to the viewing table with Jiang Xiaoming and took a vow before the priest.
Throw some flowers out of my hand, and I smiled, and I walked up to the arm not far.
The guests responded to me by taking my hand.
“Sho! I’m sorry.
For the first time, he was a little scared.
“You don’t care about Uncle Jiang, you don’t care about him or the money. I laughed and said, “I know you care about me, I’m your dead hole, and you should be prepared to do so when your heart is soft and everything is exposed to me.” I’m sorry.
“Age, I was wrong, age.” “When I was little, my dad told me that it was love. You were afraid of me, and only when I hurt you would you look at me, and then when I was older I found something wrong, but you didn’t want to talk to me anymore. I’m sorry.
“There are too many people around you, and I’m afraid you’ll leave me, and I’m afraid you’ll look at others. I’m sorry.
“Age, don’t leave me. You just said you loved me. Today is our wedding. Don’t leave me. I’m sorry.
Yeah, that’s what I want.
I’ve been thinking about this day and night, and I’ve been thinking about the pain.
Twenty-two years old, I lived in this world, and after eight years, it was the happiest day of my life.
“Jan Xiaoming, don’t come looking for me. I laughed at him and said, “If I were a ghost, you would never have met me again in the next life. I’m sorry.
I tried to get Jiang’s hands off the top of the church and fell off the balcony.
The sound of the wind in my ear, I seem to have wings flying.
I saw my dad laughing at me down there and looking at the bell in a suit and waving at me.
I think I’m finally free.
Quantified
Kang-ho jumped as if he had taken away all the life opportunities in the world, leaving him almost unable to stand at once.
He also wanted to follow him, but the girl was afraid of what she swore before she died.
Yes, fear, since he was sent away, he seems to have become a weak coward, and Kang-ho has been with him long enough to disguise himself as gentle, and indeed softened all his heart.
The men had been in a bad state for a long time and had disbanded the company and locked themselves up, no matter how much they cried.
He was attracted to Kang when he first met him.
Little girls are like cats, soft and soft, and when they smile at people, it’s like they’re the ones she trusts most.
Ever since his mother was abandoned by his father, he has hated Kang-ho and her mother until he met this little girl, and everything is gone.
He liked her.
But how do you like people?
He remembered a long time ago when his father taught him how to control people, beat this man and make everything around him disappear, so he could only look at himself.
Jiang Xiaoming tried to do it, but Kang, though he had tears in his eyes, looked at him.
Year after year, those beautiful eyes will only look at him.
Later, when it became larger, it was also sensitive to what was wrong with itself and others around it.
He doesn’t care about Dad, he doesn’t care about dead mothers, he doesn’t care about his sister, he doesn’t care about anyone, but he just wants Kang to look at himself.
But the little girl was too popular to look at.
Jiang Xiaoming wants to stop, but once that happens, the little girl will run away and never look at him again.
That won’t work.
This distorted way of living together continues year after year.
Until the girl stabs his heart with her own life, when he feels most happy.
Nothing.
He sits on the floor and thinks.
If you don’t find her earlier if you listen to Kang-ho this time, will they be different next time?
Would Kang-ho love him once?
I don’t know.
I don’t know.
“She stabbed Jiang Sung several times during her visit to prison and was still sorry when she was taken to prison. I’m sorry.
“Jan Xiaoming is still alive and almost dead. I’m sorry.
“It is forbidden to divorce, to be beaten every day, but it is still maintained that she will not be divorced, and her husband has no choice but to laugh at her. I’m sorry.
Man sighs.
“Do you hear me? When I was young, I was in trouble.” I’m sorry.
He touched the girl’s cheek, lost weight and lost weight.
But the people on the bed are still like roses waiting for them, and they look good and have a sense of beauty that is about to break.
“You’re free, Goose.” I’m sorry.
The man was again suffocating, standing up and trying to change himself.
Turning around for a moment, the girl in the bed moved.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
