My father said to me, "good girl, you can draw together. Draw your father and mother together. It's best for us to hold you. This is our family of three. What a good family picture, because we are a happy family."
I nodded happily. The painting was very serious. Suddenly, Yan Ruyu stood timidly in front of me and wanted to draw. I said she could divide the brush a little, but she suddenly fell to the ground and cried. She cried and said, "I just want to draw. Don't hate me. I'll be good."
My aunt came over and began to cry with Yan Ruyu in her arms. I was at a loss. I didn't understand why Yan Ruyu cried. My father came and scolded me to take care of my sister. My mother didn't speak. I began to comfort me and told me not to conflict with Yan Ruyu.
As like as two peas, I said I didn't bully my sister. She cried herself. My father didn't believe me, and she beat me. Then, the first set of brushes in my life became a face like jade. I was very sad, but my mother soon bought me a set of identical ones, but I felt that it was different.
Soon, Xia Yanhong and Tang Qingqing appeared at home. My mother cried all night. I nestled in her arms and kept shouting mom, you and me, don't be sad, but my mother just cried, and I cried.
I fell asleep when I was tired of crying. When I woke up the next day, my mother was gone. I clamored for my mother, and my father slapped me. At that time, I was only six years old, and a slap was enough to be knocked over on the ground.
My father said that my mother ran away with another man. The man was called Zhuang Weibo. I was not allowed to mention my mother's name in the future. They said it methodically, but I didn't believe it. I met Zhuang Weibo several times. My mother didn't look good at him every time.
But my father won't believe what I said. He asked me to call Xia Yanhong's mother in the future. Tang Qingqing is my sister. I don't want to. My father beat me and asked Xia Yanhong to lock me in the house and don't give me food.
I yelled in the house, hoping that my father could hold me and comfort me as before, but my father took Tang Qingqing and them shopping and made me hungry all day in the house until Yan Ruyu came to give me food in the evening,
I was so hungry that I picked up the bowl and began to eat, but after only one bite, I couldn't eat any more. Yan Ruyu added a lot of salt to the bowl of noodles and couldn't eat at all. I knocked the bowl over on the ground and scolded her for deliberately fixing me.
"You little bitch, are you deliberately looking for trouble? If Ruyu hadn't said you haven't eaten, I'd let her send you food. You continue to reflect on yourself. You don't eat until you learn."
Despite my crying, my father closed the door hard. I lay on the cold floor and suddenly realized that I was a child without a mother. I also lost my father and no one can rely on me anymore.
That time, I was hungry for two days. When I was released, I didn't even have the strength to walk. If the servant hadn't seen my pity and fed me, I would have starved to death.
Mom, why did you leave me? I don't believe you will do something sorry for your father with Uncle Zhuang, but why don't you take me with you?
Mom... There you are!
When I woke up, there was no mother around me, but I still had a very warm embrace. I lay in this embrace and felt like I was dreaming. It was so warm and down-to-earth. It seemed that as long as I leaned in his arms, I would have no worries and no ideas.
Half open my eyes, I stared at Qiu Lin Yan's handsome side face and chin. He held me in his arms and held me tightly. Maybe it was because he was worried about me and his eyebrows were locked. I actually had an idea to flatten his eyebrows.
I don't want him to be unhappy. That feeling is particularly obvious in the restaurant. I threw away his hand and rushed to save Xiao Lelin, because I'm used to it and can't see him get hurt.
But when I turned around and saw Qiu Linyan, I saw an unspeakable sadness in his deep black eyes. I was very afraid. I was afraid that Qiu Linyan ignored me.