Fu Ruoyu didn't know how long she had been in the dirty and smelly trash can. Her whole body was hot, and Zhang Maoliang's voice came from her ears. She was so scared that she could only shrink into a small pile, for fear of Zhang Maoliang. After discovering her figure, she gradually fell asleep in fear. When she woke up, her mouth was dry, as if she was in a furnace, and her whole body seemed to be on fire.
Although she didn't hear Zhang Maoliang's voice, she still didn't dare to go out easily. She was scared to think about what she would do if Zhang Maoliang was waiting at the door of the trash can.
She didn't know how long she had waited. She didn't hear anything about Zhang Maoliang. She pushed open the lid of the trash can and looked around in fear. She didn't get out of the trash can without Zhang Maoliang.
She breathed the air of nature greedily. She was really scared, afraid that Zhang Maoliang would suddenly run out from somewhere, and then said to herself with excitement: "Little girl, why don't you run, why don't you keep running." Huh?" Fortunately, what I feared did not happen.
She dragged her heavy body towards the road home. At this time, she felt that her face was wet. She couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears, just like she didn't know what she was to that person. Same, it's so ridiculous. People who like her never seem to want to stay on her for even more than a moment. Looking at the sunset in the distance, she seems to be able to vaguely see her mother's smile, which is the most bitter sweetness and softens her whole body. years.
Fu Ruoyu was fascinated by her thoughts for a moment. That period was her nightmare throughout her childhood, and her hands couldn't help but tremble.
She looked at the lights in the distance, her vision blurred again. If only. If Fu Ling showed any gentleness and warmth to her, she would not be reduced to the current state of being neither human nor ghost. Looking in the mirror Sometimes, even she is scared.
When she went back that day, only she knew what was different. However, the Fu family was still the Fu family, running according to its original rules of life. It seemed that no one knew that there was another young lady in the Fu family. Just yesterday, there was no one. I went home and came back the next day with bruises all over my body, as if I had been bullied by a bad guy.
When the nanny at home saw it, she just pretended not to care and continued to prepare for the work she was doing. The maid was even more hurriedly preparing for the work she was doing. No one had the energy to focus on this at all. On the unknown young lady.
Fu Ruoyu was used to it, and there was no trace of sadness on her face. She even twitched the corner of her injured mouth, as if she was smiling happily. She walked upstairs, stayed in the bathroom for most of the day, and put on a relatively conservative dress. Wear long sleeves and long pants to bed.
But Fu Ruoyu, who was sleeping at this time, didn't know yet that what she received at this time was not Fu Ling's concerned comfort, but endless beatings. At that moment, she finally realized what true despair was.
"Xiao Xiuyuan, it's you. Why do you have time to call me? Busy man, you...you must be missing me, right?" Xiao Mo listened to Ye Xiuyuan on the other end of the phone, teasing him carelessly. He looked like a good housewife, but there was no trace of shyness or embarrassment on his face.
"Well, I miss you, you. You should be careful outside, and" Ye Xiuyuan paused for three seconds and stammered
(End of chapter)