Chapter 4

But even in a coma, she has been calling a person's name, which is calling with her life, deep and cool. He turned his head and looked out of the window, which was the luxurious villa. People who could live here were rich or expensive. He has been driving in T city for such a long time and hasn't been here several times. People who can live here have nothing to do with taxis.

It is difficult for such a woman to get in touch with the children of rich families and officials. The teacher thought, but the girl's sorrow is real.

Mo Hui is still silent. After eating a few mouthfuls, she can't bite any more. The dry fried dough sticks are stuck in her throat, and she can't spit out or swallow them, which makes her black and white eyes full of water.

"Girl..." The teacher Fu shouts and finds his voice stuck in his throat. From the rearview mirror, we can see that Mo Hui has been lowering her head, like a clever child. Only the clear water light has been falling down from the low head, dripping on her number suit, which has a circle of black and wet.

The teacher Fu swallowed hard, a little at a loss.

"Girl, look where you want to go. Teacher fu I take you in the past, the girl's family to find a few intimate friends to talk about the truth, the heart will feel a lot better. Don't be alone. It's bad for your health. "

After a long time, Mo Hui finally controlled his emotions.

"Thank you, master Han!" This voice is like the fragility left behind after the storm, vicissitudes and sad.

"How do you know my name is Han?" The teacher Fu looked at Mo Hui in surprise.

Mo pointed back to his work card, which was clamped by the rearview mirror. He was one of the few people who were good to her. She thought she could remember him.

Fu Shixiao, the teacher, looked at the watch on his wrist. "It's like a young man. Where do you want to go? Before eight o'clock, I was your full-time driver. Now it's six fifty. "

"I want to go home..."

She wants to go home, she wants to go home.

No one in the world wants her. At least that place does. Will they want her?

After four hours of driving, Mo Hui finally returned to the small village in memory.

Mo back home, no longer look forward to her room, her original room has been transformed into a home of groceries, all the dirty things are piled inside. Mo's second mother had to make a bed in the hall temporarily to let her sleep. There was no extra quilt at home, only a damp one.

At dinner, Mo Shiping and his younger brother came back. Mo Shiping's attitude was just like many years ago. With inexplicable hatred, he took a look at Mo Hui at dinner, and then he said nothing else. However, Mo's younger brother was stunned at first, and then his young face lit up with anger. If Mo's second mother hadn't called him in the kitchen, he would have jumped on her like a child and beat her into a pig's head.

When Mo Hui saw Mo's younger brother, he found that he used to bully her. He became a handsome boy with a tall figure and a bright smile. He, like Zhang lingshuo, is so dazzling that a girl like her can never accompany her. She suddenly felt a deep sense of inferiority. It's like once I thought everyone was a group of the same level. Suddenly one day I found that all the people were very bright, and you were the only one who was inconspicuous and had no place to be pitied.

Such inferiority complex, so urgent, even with a huge sense of panic and expulsion.

"What are you going to do in this backwater when you go out?" This is what Mo's younger brother said to Mo Er's mother in the kitchen. It's not very loud, but she overheard it.

Is she no longer welcome here?

Mo Hui grins bitterly, cleans up the wooden sofa in the hall, shakes off the quilt and bends down.

Mo Hui holds the damp quilt and gently rolls it up. There is a strong musty smell in his nose, which makes his nose sour.

She's wrapped up in a quilt, looking like a big cocoon, and she's in a cocoon. After lying down, she looked at the dark roof with calm eyes, listening to the people in the inner room discussing her future.

"Dad, mom. I don't want to see her. Let her go It's the voice of Mo's younger brother.

"How do you speak, you child? She's your sister anyway. " Mo's second mother scolded in a low voice.

"So what? Mom, don't you like her, too? Now why do you suddenly speak for her Mo's voice is very dissatisfied.

"It's a bit strange for her to come back this time. She seems to have a problem. She does everything slowly. It's better to rest at home for a while. Although she's not born, she can't be pushed out of the door at this time. " Mo's second mother sighed.

Smell speech, Mo back round face pull out a small smile. It turns out that It turns out that there are still people in the world who want her. She won't be abandoned everywhere, will she?

It doesn't matter if she has no blood relationship. She is willing to treat her second mother like her own daughter, as long as she wants her.

"When she left, she and I had already broken up the father daughter relationship. Now after being abandoned by a man, I know to come back. Since she has seen her, let her go tomorrow, so that we Mo family won't be stabbed by the whole village. " Mo Shiping roared loudly. He was not afraid that Mo Hui would hear him. Instead, he expected her to hear him.There was a faint hatred in his voice. Hate? Why does a father hate his daughter? Do you hate her breaking up with him for Zhang lingshuo?

Mo Hui doesn't know. She doesn't know.

"No matter what, she is also your daughter! You can't drive her away when she's vulnerable... "

Her heart became cold, and Mo Hui didn't want to listen to her later words. She forced herself to empty her mind, and let her ignore the sound of the inner room and the pain of her body.

Now, when she came to the present stage, she didn't blame anyone, not at all.

She has not been a smart person, also do not know how to let everyone care about her a little bit.

Now even those who are related by blood don't want her any more. She doesn't feel heartache at all, or she has no feeling of heartache for a long time.

Zhang lingshuo, Zhang lingshuo, do you always think so? How do you want a woman who has been abandoned by her relatives?

I don't hate you. I really don't.

It's just I'm just sorry to have bothered you for so many years.

The bright moonlight shone into the hall. On the sofa bed in the hall, a fat man was shaking violently. He was biting the damp quilt in his mouth. He choked the exit, and tears were dripping down his cheek.

There was a heavy rain at night. The rain hit the mud tiled house and made people unable to sleep. But the rain in midsummer came and went quickly, and it stopped before dawn.

The small village in the early morning is very beautiful. The low green mountains are hidden in the thick fog that did not disperse last night. The path is wet with rain, and the air is also very fresh, mixed with the smell of soil. If you listen attentively, you can still hear a few barks. Don't get up, turn back the quilt you slept in last night, and open the door gently. The cool air coming from you makes you feel refreshed.

After a while, in the ordinary farmyard, there was smoke floating gently on the roof. Mo Hui gets up early to boil water and cook. Her movements are very light, and almost no one in the inner room is disturbed.

She cooked millet porridge, cooked two kinds of pickles, and steamed a few steamed buns. The village is very small, and no one makes steamed buns. Mo Shiping especially likes to eat steamed buns, so there is no shortage of steamed buns on their table.

She put pickles, rice porridge and steamed buns on the table. After finishing everything, she took out a bank card from her pocket and gently put it on the table. Change yesterday's new clothes, bring them to the door and leave.

Her pace is very slow, almost three steps back to walk, seems to be waiting for something. But when she reached the end of the path, there was still no sound behind her. Finally, she could not help but stop and look at the little house. She still closed the door and no one woke up.

No one woke up.

Go to the end of the village has been very dilapidated wooden house, push open the broken bamboo door, people have passed, things have changed. Small yard a big one small two stools, fat body chose short and small stool.

Looking at every object here quietly, Mo Hui could not help but burst into tears. She was biting her teeth so hard that she couldn't let out her sobbing voice. She was shaking all over her body.

"Grandfather Zhang, you lied to me, you lied to me No one will like me, except you, no one in the world will like me... "

She She had nowhere to go after all.

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Zhang Zhai, USA.

Zhang's house is built in the middle of the mountain. The shady trees stand high. There is only a straight and spacious road leading to the foot of the mountain. All around Zhang's house are blue gray walls, which surround the deep courtyard inside. From the outside, only a few naughty thick green branches can be seen sticking out of the wall. The interior is full of Chinese style architectural design, with a beautiful pond, a simple bridge and a pavilion at the four corners. The main house is a gray and neat building, quiet but also the most luxurious building. In front of the luxurious building, there are many flowers, several fruit trees swaying gently in the cool night wind, and the dark curtains are blown over.

In the room on the second floor, a man and a woman were sleeping in a big black bed. The man on the bed was tightening his thick eyebrows, and the sweat soaked his full forehead.

Endless darkness, coupled with a pale white, exudes a burst of endless sadness.

…… Zhang lingshuo, Zhang lingshuo, it's good to have you

Silly boring voice sounded, fat body exudes infinite silly, face there is endless giggle.

The handsome man on the bed cursed low, opened his dark eyes, and raised a thin quilt of high quality and full black color. See the woman on the bed bare incense shoulder, the bed is covered with her full breast.

He stopped for a moment, handsome face a bit distorted, emitting a faint anger.

A moment later, he left the bedroom and walked into the study on the second floor. He didn't stay too much in the study. He went directly into the bathroom in the study and brought the water from the shower head to the maximum. He let the water wash away the smell that didn't belong to him.