You stole the heart of a young girl

"I always dream about B-town and my parents, and I haven't seen them in two years, and I don't have the face to see them!"

　　After saying these words, I realized that my voice was completely hoarse and I was crying a little bit out of breath.

　　Xinxin hadn't spoken, and as I was about to lift my head to look at her, she suddenly pushed my face down and pressed it against her chest as she said, "Lihuan, let me tell you a story."

　　She didn't want me to see her face at that moment.

　　"My mother died when I was thirteen, hacked to death by my abusive gambling father. Then I dropped out of school, went to work everywhere, was sexually harassed, and almost raped, I earned just enough money to feed myself, and my deadbeat dad was on the run for years, and when the wind was looser, he came back to ask for money, and if he couldn't get it, he robbed me! Many times, I think he went out and was hit by a car or arrested, that would be the end of it."

　　"But he's still my father, I was born to him. I can only go to the bar to sell beer, to accompany the drink, every day fawning and selling smiles, but I did not believe in the world ......"

　　She waved the newspaper in her hand at me, "More all said and done, you have to believe that the world will always be trampled under our feet, no one is doomed to a lifetime of bad luck."

　　I washed away the tear stains and pushed open the door of Liang Zicong's room full of doubts.

　　Liang Zicong was not sleeping, and when I crept closer, he opened his eyes at once and looked at me with burning eyes. I suddenly felt a little embarrassed, I coughed a few times before I said, "Liang Zicong I'm here.

　　He looked very haggard, a face white to some frightening, he forced a smile to: "Li Huan, I thought you would not come."

　　"Why won't I come?"

　　"Even though you didn't say so, I could see that there was a story between you and my brother." He suddenly sighed, "Lihuan, I went to the Locke family with my mother since I was ten years old, and my brother never liked me. What I liked always ended up being snatched away from him, I was like sand in his eyes, he hated to cut me out. I left my mom at the age of 15 and came to S-town, and only went back every summer and winter. After I met you I thought you should be completely mine, I finally have the same thing he can not get, but now it does not seem so, you even cheated on me for him ......"

　　I interrupted Liang Zicong: "In fact, something happened between me and Luo Yizhou, but after I transferred to S City, everything about me has nothing to do with him. Even if there was something between me and him, it was only once! I won't have anything to do with him anymore, you and I will always be together!"

　　When I finished the last sentence, Liang Zicong smiled, revealing two small dimples. He seemed to want to reach out and hug me, but his left hand was still in a cast, so he couldn't lift it at all.

　　He said with some chagrin, "Now I've become a one-armed warrior!"

　　"One-armed warrior is good, there is still someone to serve, those little nurses have served you well!" I pointed towards the little white angels poking their heads outside and nudged them.

　　Liang Zicong then looked remorseful: "Mother, my husband is just playing the game, who told you not to visit me!"

　　"Oops! By the way, there is a class in the afternoon, I have to go, I will see you again in the evening!" I said I took out a few magazines prepared for Liang Zicong in my bag, "Look at the magazines to relieve boredom, if you want me to send me a message!"

　　He wanted to say something else but finally waved his hand at me and told me to go quickly.

　　I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I didn't see the person coming around the corner and hit my head hard against his chest.

　　"Thud--"

　　"Sorry, sorry." I rubbed the corner of my forehead, but in my heart, I was cursing which ungrateful son of a bitch it was, and I just looked up and froze, it was Luo Yi Zhou again.

　　The smile on my face froze, and after fixing my hair I wanted to leave, but Luo Yizhou pulled me back with a frown, "Li Huan, let's talk."

　　"Talk about what? What is there to talk about, I have to go to class!" I said, "You don't want to come to see Liang Zicong, do you? He probably doesn't want to see you!"

　　His face became even more gloomy and ugly." I came to look for you, I knew you would come here, so I came to look for you." He said and pulled the corner of his mouth in self-deprecation, "It's hard for me to meet with you now."

　　"Say what you have to say now! I have a class to teach! Oh, and please let go of me. And please don't bother Liang Zicong, he's probably going to rest." I slackened my face not to look at him and acted like I was doing business.

　　But he jumped up like a lion with fried hair: "Liang Zicong Liang Zicong Liang Zicong, can't you mention Liang Zicong to me? Li Huan do you know how long I've been looking for you, and now you're here getting away with him!"

　　"Oh? I don't know how long you've been looking for me! Well, I also want to ask you, why did you put me in juvenile detention in the first place?"

　　"I didn't know about that incident, I didn't know why the ring I bought you turned into ecstasy! I felt guilty, and then I tried to make up for it, but you disappeared! Then I kept looking for you!"

　　I've seen a silent Luo Yi Zhou, I've seen a cold Luo Yi Zhou, I've seen a deep-hearted Luo Yi Zhou, and I've seen a desperate Luo Yi Zhou, but I've never seen such a Luo Yi Zhou, agitated, annoyed, and even with a little panic.

　　His voice was soft, but it was heavy on my heart.

　　If these words had been said two years ago, I would have believed them, and I would have defiantly thrown myself into his arms to tell him my grievances, and I would have flung myself at him like a moth to a flame.

　　But I am no longer the same person, now I can cover up all my thoughts and ask him expressionlessly: "Then Luo Yizhou, why didn't you come to see me two years ago? I was in the detention center for two months, why didn't you come to see me once? Do you know I'm waiting for you, waiting for an explanation!"

　　With just one sentence, Luo Yizhou, who was soaring just now, suddenly wilted down like a balloon. He lowered his head and didn't look me in the eyes, just murmured, "I'm sorry."

　　The proud Luo Yizhou, whom I once loved so much, said sorry to me. These words were like a cruel hand that tore open my wound that was already scarred and about to heal.

　　To remember a person only takes one moment to be enough. But to forget a person, consuming my youthfulness but also nothing.

　　I looked up at the white ceiling of the hospital, I thought I didn't know what it meant to be sad, I thought I had become King Kong, nothing could stab me.

　　I realized that I am just a Barbie, just a light fall, and will be in pieces.