Zhang Yu and Gao Haoyan are standing by the door, and they all recognize the difference in Liao Zhenbo's voice.

Heart is also closely followed by a stagnation, do not dare to delay, flash into the room, see Liao Zhenbo is hand to Fu Xiaoqian's forehead, neck, also into the quilt, they all turned, face toward the door without a door, "Mr. Liao."

"Hair what Leng, still don't quickly go to the doctor to come over" when they two people are about to lift a leg to go out, don't forget to add a sentence, "want a woman."

Both of them were in a daze again, and their husband was really not ordinary

After they leave, Liao Zhenbo takes Fu Xiaoqian out of the quilt, holds her in his arms, and takes off her semi wet nightgown. Then he calls Wu Ma to replace Fu Xiaoqian with a brand new nightgown.

Fu Xiaoqian didn't go on a hunger strike or commit suicide for two consecutive days without eating. Besides, she had a tenacious life and knew how to cherish her life. Her reason for doing so is simple. She just wants to see Liao Zhenbo.

This is not without effect, at least now Liao Zhenbo is here, but Fu Xiaoqian is sleeping in the past.

A fever, a bad cold.

That night, Fu Xiaoqian did not sleep well. She kept dreaming, and the dreams were very mixed. She seemed to be back in her childhood.

She remembers that when she was still in the first grade of junior high school, she was born beautiful, beautiful, white, soft and unobtrusive. When she was alone, she could always see her smiling, like a quiet blooming iris, which made people dare not blaspheme easily. The first time to update

plus her gentle and cheerful temper, so both male and female students are willing to around her.

Seeing the sky, she will feel very clean; seeing the sun, she will feel very warm; seeing the clouds, she will feel very soft; occasionally walking alone, wearing comfortable shoes, sitting in the square, lazily basking in the sun, in front of her a group of children running and playing, running past her eyes, she will feel that the sun is kind to everyone, as long as the face up, she can walk Loved by its warmth.

She even felt that her side was full of love. Even though she didn't understand why her parents were particularly indifferent to her at that time, she always believed that as long as she was obedient and clever, one day, her parents would find her existence, and like caring for her brother, they would hold her in their arms, stick her face, and gently ask, "tired, I made it for you today." You love to eat food, wash your hands quickly, and then you can have dinner.

But she didn't wait for the affection she had been dreaming of, but the first nightmare of her life.

That day, I don't know how, the morning is still sunny, in the afternoon began to pull up the clouds, by the time of school, it is already dark. In a flash, the day seemed to turn into night.

As soon as the school bell rang, everyone was scattered. Only Fu Xiaoqian was slowly sorting out her books, turning to look out of the window from time to time, until the people in the classroom were almost gone, and she was still sorting out.

A classmate passed by her, "Qianqian, why don't you go home soon? Looking at the weather, it is estimated that it will rain soon. The first time to update "

some students joked," Xiaoqian, you are not waiting for someone to give you an umbrella, are you? "

Everyone was laughing and they were all scattered. Only Fu Xiaoqian was left alone, walking in the dark sky, and there was silence around. Fu Xiaoqian is a cheerful person. She thinks that it can be regarded as a kind of enjoyment to experience such weather occasionally.

She carried her schoolbag and felt everything around her by herself.

The weather of that day really made us not prepared. Even the pedestrians outside the school gate were very few. When we crossed a small alley, she unconsciously quickened her pace. I don't know why the smooth road opened a big mouth to eat people on that day, merging with the surrounding darkness.

In this way, Fu Xiaoqian fell in. She cried, she cried, she worked hard, after all, she was weak, she accepted her life, curled up in the hole, and spent the night with the rats and ants.

In a trance, I saw a beautiful woman in purple walking towards her. The smile on her face was very warm, which Fu Xiaoqian had never felt before. When she walked, the purple clothes would fly gently with the wind. Her walking posture swayed and windy, and her waist and legs were like the willow with the wind, slender and boneless.

The woman in purple came near and held her in her arms. Her voice was like the sound of nature. One sentence would be unforgettable. She said, "don't be afraid, ya'er. Remember that you are not alone in this world. The first time to update, because there is always a person, her heart will always be filled with you, she loves you more than herself

"Really? You didn't lie to me? " Fu Xiaoqian tries to widen her hazy eyes to see her clearly. But she was disappointed at last. No matter how hard she tried, she could only see the vague outline of the woman in purple.

"Of course, how can I lie to you, child." The voice of the woman in purple is really sweet, as delicate as the mother's voice in her dream.

"Why didn't she come up to me and tell me that. In this way, I don't have to be like a child who has been forgotten by his family. I can only hide in the corner, greedy for the love of other people's parents. " Fu Xiaoqian said and began to cry. Like to store in the heart of more than ten years of tears, a one-time all dry just give up the same. She cried so much, so heartbroken, so dark, as if she couldn't stop.The woman in purple was also infected by her. Her beautiful big eyes were also bursting with tears. She kissed Fu Xiaoqian on the forehead, then the corners of her eyes, along her cheek and to her earlobe. "Child, she had no choice. Every day, she is thinking about holding you in her arms, kissing the corner of your mouth and telling you how much she loves you. But these things have become so luxurious that even if they are near, they dare not reach out to touch them. "

"Why?" At that time, she didn't understand why she was so close that she didn't dare to touch her. When she wants to try to understand the meaning of that sentence from the face of the woman in purple. The first time to update the purple woman, but she gently put down.

Fu Xiaoqian found that she was more sad and moved than herself. When she turned to leave, Fu Xiaoqian could clearly see two lines of tears hanging on her beautiful face, "ya'er, home is always the warmest harbor. You must remember to live stronger than others. One day you and she will want to meet, I believe

Her voice began to be misty, but the words were engraved on Fu Xiaoqian's heart. Fu Xiaoqian nodded hard, and then she encircled herself more tightly, "don't worry, I will be strong and live..." She spoke in a babble.

That night, accumulated a day of darkness, and finally miraculously no rain.

The next day, when an old man of morning exercise was passing through the alley, he found the hole. He also came forward with curiosity. Fu Xiaoqian seemed to hear him say, "who is immoral in the end, actually digging a hole in this place, isn't it a black heart?"

Then she heard the old man and said, "ah..." "How come there's a girl?" he exclaimed Thanks to the old man's enthusiasm, Fu Xiaoqian was finally saved.

She came back to Fu's house at dawn that day. The whole house was very quiet. It was a little strange.

It may also be that Fu Xiaoqian's feeling at that time was not different from the usual, and there was no change in the slightest bit due to the lack of such a person as her. When she opened the door with the key, there was no one in the living room. She didn't know what it was at that time. She had a very childish and terrible idea. If she was changed into a younger brother, would the house be so quiet?

When the idea flashed through her mind, she was also startled by her own idea.

Then she went upstairs and into her room. She didn't take a bath, so she retracted into her quilt. As usual, the warm blanket could not cover her at that moment. She knew how to tremble all over. She could only try to wrap the quilt tightly, and then tightly, trying to imagine the warm embrace of last night and the warmth of holding herself, but she seemed to be abandoned by the world.

No matter what she does, all she can feel is one word, cold!

Just when she was about to despair, she thought that if she had promised the woman in purple, she must be strong and live.

Relying on willpower, she had a deep sleep in her room for a day and a night, and then miraculously recovered. When she walked down the stairs and asked for porridge from the servant, Wang Yan, who always regarded herself as her mother, was sitting in the sofa, eating melon seeds and looking at the sofa leisurely.

When I looked back and saw that it was her, my face changed. He suddenly jumped up again, pinched his nose, put on a finger with a beautiful jewel, stretched it out, pointed at her straight, and said, "are you dead again? Where are you playing? I have a strange smell on my body. Go and wash it quickly. Don't dirty my expensive carpet. "

Fu Xiaoqian thought at that time, "it's really sad that her status is not as precious as a carpet."

She didn't get angry. She just said with a smile, "don't worry, mom, you can't dirty it. You see, at least I took off my shoes. "

Wang Yan seems to be more angry, white her one eye way, "also don't know is inherited who, this Hippie smile skill can really be called the peak."

"Mom, I'm your daughter, of course, inherited from you." Fu Xiaoqian dragged a heavy step, but moved easily. When I got to the corner, I didn't forget to reply with a smile.

"I don't have such good attainments to give birth to such a good daughter as you." It seemed that she had said something wrong, and the words changed, "Aunt Li, take the disinfectant to disinfect all the places she passed by."

That day, when Fu Xiaoqian took a bath in her room, she didn't cry. She told herself that she had promised others that she would do something and live a strong life.