Chapter 220

These two days, Lu Yilan did not look at the mobile phone.

But at the beginning of winter, she couldn't help turning on her cell phone. Today It's Huo Ling's birthday.

Anyway, happy birthday.

Who knows, just opened the mobile phone, a row of micro blog push jumped out.

#Huo Ling #

# Huo Ling, human scum #

# Huo Ling, robbing children #

# Huo Ling, the adoptive mother called it "Tiansha's" #

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She poked it in.

I saw a few.

Before long, she was angry and laughed. When was it, ten years?

When Huo Ling was robbing things from the bed next to her, it was actually written by a nurse in the hospital. The nurse has a good memory. She even remembers the details of ten years ago.

Many people commented on this microblog.

Huo Ling is really rubbish. He has been such rubbish since he was a child.

He said, sure enough, bad people are bad people. When he was a child, he was also called little bad people.

……

A lot of words.

Then there are some pictures.

Lu Yilan saw the first one, and his fingers became stiff.

At this time, Huo Ling looked a little thin and small, her skin was still so white, but her eyebrows were tender.

Should be only seven or eight years old, the photo, he wrestled with a group of people together, green eyes with a fierce atmosphere.

Then there's the next one.

A person smoking silently in the corner, should not be old, but also like a teenager.

He is very sophisticated in smoking. At first sight, he is an old smoker.

Then, there are all kinds of group fights and scuffles, Huo Ling's treatment of wounds, or looking at the distance, or squatting.

Everyone was scolding him. He was a gangster and a rascal when he was young. When he grew up, he was also a copycat.

But Lu Yilan saw something else.

He clearly saw the loneliness in these pictures.

Huo Ling was a child at that time. What made a child carry such emotion all the time?

Is lonely, lonely, pain!

These photos are still mild. After seeing one of them, Lu Yilan was stunned.

This scene, she is very familiar with, especially familiar with.

In the hospital, the three people who took the lead in beating Huo Ling deaf came to apologize, Huo Ling I couldn't help beating them up.

The young man, wearing a big hospital uniform, said nothing, pursed his lips, and his eyes were burning. It was really terrible.

The comments of a group of people are also wonderful.

There are those who greet their ancestors for 18 generations.

How come there is no grass on the grave? There is also a piece of grass.

……

Heart, a little stem.

These people don't know what kind of person Huo Ling is.

Lu Yilan vaguely thought of the rain and the people in the rain.

He smiles. "I never bully children."

"I have good thoughts in my heart."

"I don't know what it's like to die, but I know what it's like not to hear."

"I'm deaf."

“……”

At the end of the picture is a video.

A very obvious middle-aged woman, not beautiful, painted with heavy makeup, slightly ugly.

But she looks familiar. Yes, she was Huo Ling's former foster mother.

"Oh, my God! You say Huo Ling, he's a devil

"I've known fighting since I was a child. Our family is not rich because of how much money he lost for his business..."

"When I was a child, I liked to hook other girls. I don't know if it was a previous life or something. What evil did I do?"

"I don't know how many of them have been beaten. The school has dropped out, saying that this kind of students can't afford it!"

"I didn't read it in the third day of junior high school. What do you say? Ah, it's deafening to fight with others! "

"You deserve it!"