Xiaoyun has encountered this woman who came to Qiaodong to touch people's breasts many times, and she can always meet her by chance.
Xiaoyun hid alone in another bridge hole not far away to shelter her wind. She fled from her hometown and came to this southern city and lived a marginal life on this edge.
Not long ago, she had been raped by several old people who picked up scatters and hugged in the straw mat she picked up. The train above her head was her nightmare at night, which always made her feel like she was lying on the track and dying.
The unformed child in her belly seemed to be complaining about this broken place because she felt her stomach hurt from time to time and her body was weak.
However, one day, the cooling suddenly dropped, and Xiaoyun was shrinking into a ball, trembling, and suddenly, two buns wrapped in three layers of plastic bags were thrown straight over.
Xiaoyun saw the woman with charming eyebrows and eyes wearing big red lipstick on her mouth. It was so bright and bright, and the gray mist and rain behind her made her look like a red fox that was independent of the world.
She crashed into the woman's inquiring cold eyes, her eyes met, and Xiaoyun felt that her stomach was kicked.
As if it was destined in the dark, or the signal given by the bones and blood in the belly, Xiaoyun picked up the bun in a daze, walked away from his feet without hesitation, and followed the strange woman out of the dark bridge hole.
Even if she didn't know this woman, she could see so many faces, plus the similar experience, and the slightly cool bun in her arms, which made Xiaoyun feel a sense of mutual appreciation in her heart.
After walking a few steps, Song Min turned her head impatiently and spat in a sharp voice: Don't follow me, get out of here if you're fine
Xiaoyun was frightened by her cold anger. She covered her chest tightly with her little hands, but followed her to her rented house.
She was blocked outside the door by the rusty iron door. When she heard the sound of her shoe heels trampling on the stairs, she stood outside the iron door in dismay.
At this moment, a melodious sweet girl came slowly from a window. While listening, Xiaoyun gently patted her belly that was bulging due to pregnancy, shaking her head stupidly like a child.
Riding the wind, the moon, the worries are you
Always in the middle of the night, it turns into a dream, and shoot my loneliness
Riding the wind, the moon, the worries, the sparks, stars, fog are you
Go with you yesterday, and go with you tomorrow, stay Ah and stay here
Shoot, pat, my loneliness. Xiaoyun gently stroked her abdomen through her clothes, and her loving motherhood generalized into a wet smile under the dim street lights.
She waited for Ah, for some reason, for she had been waiting for so long in the sun, and for some reason that she was expecting that all the buns were eaten up by her. They were all meat buns, so delicious
The sun gradually fell to the bottom of the high building. Xiaoyun beat his legs, which had become stiff because of standing for a long time, and was about to leave.
Hello
A familiar voice came from above
Song Min leaned against the window and shouted at the girl downstairs
Memories are like a fly that cannot be shaken off. With a slight similar situation to the past, it will occupy the entire brain.
Even if she doesn't want to recall the three words Chen Qingnan, her heart told her that it is impossible.
How many years have it been? She stubbornly passed by the door of the nightclub every night, just like this little girl stubbornly stood stupidly on a sunny afternoon for a few hours
She is very lonely. It doesn't matter if there is a quiet girl at home. As long as the family is not alone, it's fine, let alone, she and her are so similar to Ah
Don't leave now. She said
***
Xiaoyun claimed to be from a remote village in the southeast. Because she was excluded and persecuted by her family, she fled to City G to work and make a living.
Song Min is half-believing and half-doubting about this, but what she is most curious about is the seed in Xiaoyun's belly.
Maybe she is young and from a foreign land, and feels close to this woman who is older than her and temporarily takes her in. Xiaoyun is like a piece of gummy, often following Song Min, sticking to her, and calling softly: Sister Amin
Xiaoyun's black eyes were often nailed to Song Min's red lipstick with bright vigor. After seeing Song Min's thin and soft lips gradually painted into burning rhododendrons, he stared at Song Min's sweet pink face without blinking.
Xiaoyun thought to herself that she is indeed different from her. She has charm, but she only has the shyness and insecureness of a girl.
Seeing this, Song Min curled the corners of her mouth and asked leisurely: Do you want to apply lipstick too?
Xiaoyun nodded, but Song Min shook her slender waist and approached her, bounced her bulging abdomen like a watermelon, and lowered her voice maliciously: Then tell me, who gave you the Ah plant in your stomach?
Ah?I... Little Yun was stuttering, obviously unwilling to say it, but her dark eyes glanced at the lipstick from time to time. She lowered her eyes and thought deeply, and then raised her nervously, and wanted to say it but stopped.
Song Min thought it was interesting to tease this silly little girl, and she pretended to threaten: If you don’t tell me, you will go back to sleep with the bridge hole.
Bridge hole... Don't Ah Sister Amin... Xiaoyun shook her head violently, her head shaking like a rattle, and begged in panic: No, don't, Sister Min, don't let me get out
Song Min wanted to press her bulging belly with her hands, and Xiaoyun screamed in shock: Don’t touch it!
Whose species?
Xiaoyun made a strange grunt sound, the corners of her mouth drooped, and her big watery eyes glanced at her several times. Finally, she stroked her abdomen, was silent for a while, and replied blankly: It's my father
Song Min suddenly was stunned and froze in place. She saw Xiaoyun staring at her bright red lips calmly. She smiled faintly and approached Song Min, as if she was quietly sharing the secret that the adults would not hear, saying: My dear father
Xiaoyun hid alone in another bridge hole not far away to shelter her wind. She fled from her hometown and came to this southern city and lived a marginal life on this edge.
Not long ago, she had been raped by several old people who picked up scatters and hugged in the straw mat she picked up. The train above her head was her nightmare at night, which always made her feel like she was lying on the track and dying.
The unformed child in her belly seemed to be complaining about this broken place because she felt her stomach hurt from time to time and her body was weak.
However, one day, the cooling suddenly dropped, and Xiaoyun was shrinking into a ball, trembling, and suddenly, two buns wrapped in three layers of plastic bags were thrown straight over.
Xiaoyun saw the woman with charming eyebrows and eyes wearing big red lipstick on her mouth. It was so bright and bright, and the gray mist and rain behind her made her look like a red fox that was independent of the world.
She crashed into the woman's inquiring cold eyes, her eyes met, and Xiaoyun felt that her stomach was kicked.
As if it was destined in the dark, or the signal given by the bones and blood in the belly, Xiaoyun picked up the bun in a daze, walked away from his feet without hesitation, and followed the strange woman out of the dark bridge hole.
Even if she didn't know this woman, she could see so many faces, plus the similar experience, and the slightly cool bun in her arms, which made Xiaoyun feel a sense of mutual appreciation in her heart.
After walking a few steps, Song Min turned her head impatiently and spat in a sharp voice: Don't follow me, get out of here if you're fine
Xiaoyun was frightened by her cold anger. She covered her chest tightly with her little hands, but followed her to her rented house.
She was blocked outside the door by the rusty iron door. When she heard the sound of her shoe heels trampling on the stairs, she stood outside the iron door in dismay.
At this moment, a melodious sweet girl came slowly from a window. While listening, Xiaoyun gently patted her belly that was bulging due to pregnancy, shaking her head stupidly like a child.
Riding the wind, the moon, the worries are you
Always in the middle of the night, it turns into a dream, and shoot my loneliness
Riding the wind, the moon, the worries, the sparks, stars, fog are you
Go with you yesterday, and go with you tomorrow, stay Ah and stay here
Shoot, pat, my loneliness. Xiaoyun gently stroked her abdomen through her clothes, and her loving motherhood generalized into a wet smile under the dim street lights.
She waited for Ah, for some reason, for she had been waiting for so long in the sun, and for some reason that she was expecting that all the buns were eaten up by her. They were all meat buns, so delicious
The sun gradually fell to the bottom of the high building. Xiaoyun beat his legs, which had become stiff because of standing for a long time, and was about to leave.
Hello
A familiar voice came from above
Song Min leaned against the window and shouted at the girl downstairs
Memories are like a fly that cannot be shaken off. With a slight similar situation to the past, it will occupy the entire brain.
Even if she doesn't want to recall the three words Chen Qingnan, her heart told her that it is impossible.
How many years have it been? She stubbornly passed by the door of the nightclub every night, just like this little girl stubbornly stood stupidly on a sunny afternoon for a few hours
She is very lonely. It doesn't matter if there is a quiet girl at home. As long as the family is not alone, it's fine, let alone, she and her are so similar to Ah
Don't leave now. She said
***
Xiaoyun claimed to be from a remote village in the southeast. Because she was excluded and persecuted by her family, she fled to City G to work and make a living.
Song Min is half-believing and half-doubting about this, but what she is most curious about is the seed in Xiaoyun's belly.
Maybe she is young and from a foreign land, and feels close to this woman who is older than her and temporarily takes her in. Xiaoyun is like a piece of gummy, often following Song Min, sticking to her, and calling softly: Sister Amin
Xiaoyun's black eyes were often nailed to Song Min's red lipstick with bright vigor. After seeing Song Min's thin and soft lips gradually painted into burning rhododendrons, he stared at Song Min's sweet pink face without blinking.
Xiaoyun thought to herself that she is indeed different from her. She has charm, but she only has the shyness and insecureness of a girl.
Seeing this, Song Min curled the corners of her mouth and asked leisurely: Do you want to apply lipstick too?
Xiaoyun nodded, but Song Min shook her slender waist and approached her, bounced her bulging abdomen like a watermelon, and lowered her voice maliciously: Then tell me, who gave you the Ah plant in your stomach?
Ah?I... Little Yun was stuttering, obviously unwilling to say it, but her dark eyes glanced at the lipstick from time to time. She lowered her eyes and thought deeply, and then raised her nervously, and wanted to say it but stopped.
Song Min thought it was interesting to tease this silly little girl, and she pretended to threaten: If you don’t tell me, you will go back to sleep with the bridge hole.
Bridge hole... Don't Ah Sister Amin... Xiaoyun shook her head violently, her head shaking like a rattle, and begged in panic: No, don't, Sister Min, don't let me get out
Song Min wanted to press her bulging belly with her hands, and Xiaoyun screamed in shock: Don’t touch it!
Whose species?
Xiaoyun made a strange grunt sound, the corners of her mouth drooped, and her big watery eyes glanced at her several times. Finally, she stroked her abdomen, was silent for a while, and replied blankly: It's my father
Song Min suddenly was stunned and froze in place. She saw Xiaoyun staring at her bright red lips calmly. She smiled faintly and approached Song Min, as if she was quietly sharing the secret that the adults would not hear, saying: My dear father
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