Song Shiyan is sitting on the bench in the seaside park. The cool sea breeze blows her long hair, and she feels a chill. Song Shiyan rubbed his hands and looked at the blue sea in the distance. For a moment, he didn't know where to go. She finally realized that she had no choice but to return home.
At first, song Shiyan was worried that the cold man's men would be bad for him. I had no idea that the man who drove to the seaside park to wrap up his abdominal wound, but he never took him to the hospital again. She was grateful, but still worried. Because today, even if she is free, she is still suffering from the enemy. Yin Haoming's men have been looking for their whereabouts, and Yan duoya must have learned that she was rescued. With her temperament, she will not sit back and ignore. No matter who they fall in the hands of, waiting for her, will only be endless torture.
Song Shiyan was penniless, and her uneasiness became strong when she saw that it was getting dark. In the dark, there are too many ugly and dirty things she never knew before. She hopes that these days' experiences are just a painful nightmare. After waking up, her father would come here to pick her up, and she was the innocent and kind-hearted song Shiyan. She really wanted to go home. She wanted to have twin daughters and a son in her early years. But the twin daughter was abducted by human traffickers when she was five years old, and her whereabouts could not be found any more. In order to find her daughter, the old lady's husband ran around and died of illness. Her only son died in a car accident five years ago. The daughter-in-law was so sad that she left her child who was not yet full moon and hanged herself. Nowadays, the old lady takes care of her grandson by herself and makes a living by picking up waste products. She can sell some money to make a living. Song Shiyan, listening to the old lady's experience, only felt that she was the same as a fallen person in the end of the world, and he was a little closer to her in his heart.
The old lady is also a poor person. Perhaps no one has talked to her for so many years. Along the way, she talked to song Shiyan a lot.
The old lady nodded with a smile, then stood up and led song Shiyan all the way home.
Hearing this, song Shiyan raised his head in surprise. Looking at the old lady in front of her, she hesitated and asked, "can I really go to your house?"
Hearing this, the old lady took song Shiyan in her arms and comforted her softly: "poor girl, if you don't dislike it, you can go to my house first! My family is just me and my little grandson. "
"But, I have no family..." Song Shiyan sobbed, "I am now homeless and penniless. It seems that there is no place for me. Grandma, what should I do now? "
"Girl, you are still young, and you have a long way to go. No matter what setbacks you encounter, you should not despise your life. Old lady, I have lived for so many years. I have experienced a lot of storms and waves, and I have seen a lot of things in the world. In this world, those things are good, but life is the most precious. If you think about it, how sad your family would be if you died! " The old lady thought that song Shiyan wanted to commit suicide, so she also sat aside and advised.
Hearing this, song Shiyan quickly wiped away his tears and looked up at the kind old lady in front of him, but he didn't know how to speak.
"Girl, what's the matter with you? What's the problem? " A white haired old lady with a big sack behind her was standing in front of song Shiyan. She looked at her with some concern and asked with concern.
I miss you Song Shiyan said chokingly while wiping his tears. However, in addition to the whimper of the sea breeze, no one should answer her.
"Dad, what should I do? Dad, I miss you so much, I'm really good
if dad is still alive, how can he bear to watch her wandering outside? Without her father's protection, she didn't know where to go, how to face the difficulties in the future, and how to live in the world.
Song Shiyan sits on the roadside, shrinking in the wind. She looked at the lights in the distance and felt like a rootless duckweed. She had nothing to rely on and could only wander in the water all the time. She looked up at the night sky, stars all over the sky, eyes gradually blurred. She wept timidly again.
Night began to fall, the sea breeze gently blowing, bring a trace of coolness.
The voice of the Song Dynasty was relieved to listen. It took her a long time to calm down.
Song Shiyan bowed his head and did not dare to look up at those people. Fortunately, these men didn't mean anything. They just looked at her, then turned around and left.
The young people were startled by song Shiyan's sudden action. They looked at her angrily. Then they said with a false alarm, "it's a crazy woman. I'm almost scared to death! That's bad luck. Let's go
"Ah! Ah Song Shiyan crouched down in fright, holding himself tightly in his hands, curled up beside the guardrail, crying and screaming.
Song Shiyan's hands tightly grasped the guardrail, shaking all over. She thought of the nightmare in the old warehouse, men's ugly faces, rough palms, stinky breath, endless tortureSmell speech, a few young people have gathered towards song Shiyan, up and down looked at her.
"Well, you see, this woman is not bad looking!" A young man saw song Shiyan, whistling and laughing.
Three or five young people in strange clothes walked past her, laughing and smelling of smoke.
Song Shiyan stood up and went to the coastal road. She held the guardrail and looked at the boundless blue sea. Her tears could not stop falling.
She had a good sleep in her warm and safe bed. But now, the servants may have been sent away by Yin Haoming, and those who can stay in the Song family mansion must be Yin Haoming's confidants. If she went back rashly, would she not seek her own death? And her only good friend, Lin Lang, is still studying in France in order to escape the marriage arranged by the Lin family. She has not returned to China for two years. She can't know what she's going through now. As for the Lin family, now they are also secretly monitored by Yin Haoming's men, and she can't risk going to ask for help. Song Shiyan looked at the sky above his head and felt that his life seemed as gray as the sky.
When song Shiyan came to the old lady's house, he could not help but wonder that there were still people living in such a dilapidated house.
Dilapidated green tile houses, crumbling walls, the door is full of all kinds of waste products. The air was full of potholes and stench. The yellow dog was chained in front of the wooden door, and saw song Shiyan, the stranger, barking. If it is the former song Shiyan, she must be disgusted with it and would not like to live in such a dirty and shabby house. But now, things are changing, and she is no longer the pampered daughter she used to be. She has to learn to get used to it!