Zhisu walked to the bus stop with two stacks of books, and there was no last bus, and the three steel hammers on her body were not enough to take a taxi. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Originally, she planned to take a taxi to the door of the dormitory and go upstairs to get the money, but it suddenly occurred to her that there were only a few cents in her wallet that she had recovered from the print shop, and tears flowed down in an instant.

How did it come to this?

Walking back? Maybe it was going to be dawn, and she didn't know the road very well, and the bus kept turning when it came.

She pulled out her phone and tried to call the person who started with M in the address book, but in the end she couldn't press it, and even if she did, the person was not in the city and hadn't been in touch for years.

Maybe she lived well in that family, and forgot the torture brought to her by her previous marriage and her oil bottle. At this time, a phone call in the past is afraid that it will add rights and wrongs, and besides, far water can't save the near fire.

She was so tired that she sat on the stainless steel bench at the station, rubbing her somewhat sore arms. The book was placed next to him, and his eyes blurred with tears as he looked at the oil-stained "Sahara Desert" that had been torn off half to reveal the pages.

She remembers buying the book in the winter of fifth grade, when it was snowing and the sky was very overcast. From the time she went out in the morning to the end of the final exams of school, Shuofeng did not stop until she returned home, and what she saw was the woman packing clothes into her suitcase.

She was finally leaving, and after enduring it for so many years, she finally couldn't live anymore and chose to divorce.

Zhisu doesn't blame that woman, she is tired enough, her husband's disregard for cowardice and cheating, and her in-laws' harshness on her not being able to have a son have pushed this woman to the brink of collapse.

How many decades can there be in life? What's more, that woman has spent fifteen years in vain for this, she is no longer young, and it is time to let go.

"Zhisu, mom is gone, you follow your dad to live a good life." The woman wiped her tears. Apparently, she was abandoned.

In the end, the court ruled that she belonged to her father, a person who hooked up with his students and even enlarged each other's stomachs without getting divorced. Oh no, after that, my father quickly got his certificate with the student, and the family of three became a family of five.

"Zhisu, this string of sugar gourds is for you!"

Hehe, she sneered, didn't take the string of sugar gourds, looked at the woman who gave birth to her indifferently, and said, "I don't like to eat sweets, don't you know?" ”

The woman was stunned, as if wondering how she didn't know her daughter's eating habits. Oh, probably she never knew what she liked, so much so that she had the impression that her eldest daughter didn't pick anything.

In fact, Zhisu is very picky about her diet, she doesn't like any soup with sugar, she doesn't like greasy, she doesn't like fishy smell, she doesn't like any spice side dishes such as onions, garlic and leeks, etc., but she forces herself to eat it when she doesn't like it.

It doesn't mean that she likes it, so Xinyan always said that she is a deep obsessive-compulsive disorder patient.

My father wasn't there, so it seemed that he was hiding it on purpose. The woman couldn't wait for her ex-husband, and finally left resolutely with the box in one hand and the other in the other.

Zhisu didn't say anything, just watched coldly as the woman lifted the emerald green curtain and left.

Later, perhaps because of the snow, she felt that the house was particularly cold, so she took the lunch money her father gave her in the morning and went out.

On the corner of the street, she saw the old version of "The Sahara Desert" at a second-hand book stall, and was fascinated by Sanmao's words on the first page. The old man who sold books was dozing off with a stove under his feet.

It wasn't until her feet were numb that she woke up the old man and bought the book with lunch money.

Tears came down again, and Zhisu didn't know whether it was the eyes or the heart that blurred.

The wind gradually rose, blowing the leaves of the camphor tree, and on a moonless night, it was so quiet that you could hear the crickets singing wantonly in the grass, one after another, as if to complain for someone.

It was already past ten o'clock, and Zhisu decided to sit here and wait for the morning bus, which was also the only option.

Senior Sister Rice went home after her internship, Gu Xinyan was still traveling in other places, she couldn't find anyone to ask for help, but her heart ached, and she couldn't help but send Gu Xinyan WeChat.

Zhisu: Xinyan, I feel so painful.

After less than five seconds, the phone vibrate, and it was Xinyan who replied so quickly.

Xinyan: You're home?

Zhisu: How do you know?

Xinyan: Your phone's address shows that you are at the bus stop. Are you full of food and support, go home to find sin, and see that I come back and not cut you?

Zhisu: You haven't read the group message?

Xinyan over there paused, and suddenly remembered that the head teacher @ a few people who didn't pay tuition in the group two days ago, and today, only Zhisu was left who hadn't paid it.

Xinyan: You're mad at me!!

Zhisu: I can't help it, I'm not a senior sister of rice, she can solve the problem of tuition and living expenses by herself, and my ability is limited, so I can only keep myself from starving to death, and the tuition fee is really ......

Xinyan wanted to wave her hand, how much do you want, the master will call you! But when she thought of her cousin, she hurriedly canceled this idea, it was easy to add icing on the cake this year, but it was rare to send charcoal in the snow, she wanted to leave such a good opportunity to her cousin.

Xinyan: What time is it, you're still hanging out outside!

Zhisu: I don't have the money to go back to school.

Xinyan was so angry that she was about to explode on the bed in the hotel, she was not in K City for the past few days, and Zhisu was so poor that she lived on the streets.

Xinyan: Your dad doesn't even give you a taxi fare?

Zhisu smiled bitterly and replied: He probably never thought about whether I had money or not, right?

As if she was born and raised, she grew up in the blink of an eye by relying on the essence of heaven, earth, sun and moon. Her family is not poor, her father is a university teacher, but she lives a poor life every day.

If you are used to being poor, you don't feel poor, Zhisu hugged her shoulders. In K City in August, the weather is getting cooler, and the wind is really strong tonight, she feels so cold, and her right face is still numb with pain.

Xinyan: You're not going to sit and wait forever, are you? Aren't you afraid of robbery so late?

Zhisu: I only have three steel hammers left on me, and if the robber still has a conscience, he will not rob me of the cost of taking the morning bus.

Xinyan: You send me a photo, I want to see if you are okay.

Zhisu felt a little comforted, and took a smiling face on the light of the station and sent it to her friends.

Xinyan knew at a glance that the guy was pretending to be strong, but who she was, her eyes were very poisonous. Even if the wattage of the lights at the bus stop was not enough, her fiery eyes still saw the problem on the left side of Zhisu's face, which was swollen, as if there were paw prints.

Don't think about it, it must have been the stepmother who beat her, Xinyan was so distressed. Although Zhisu is not so lively and cheerful, she is also a quiet and sensible child, where has she been slapped?

Xinyan packs the photos and chat messages with her cousin, who should know how to do it if he really wants to go down with his friends.

Xinyan: Did someone tell you that a forced smile is ugly?

Zhisu: It's ugly?

Xinyan: Well, it's ugly, so don't laugh and cry if you want to!

She won't cry because she has taken the most important step in her life today.

Zhisu: But I'm happy now.

Xinyan: Are you stupid?

Zhisu: I ran away from home. Oh no, I don't have a home now.

After seeing the news, Xinyan was so shocked that she turned over and got out of bed, obviously it was three very simple words, but she typed it for a long time, and she made mistakes many times, so anxious that she almost smashed her mobile phone.

Xinyan: Speak clearly!

Zhisu: I fell out with them today and said I wouldn't go back in the future.

Xinyan: Cow! I admire you for being a man! Don't be in the blessing and don't know the blessing, I want to run away from home and they won't let you, from now on, you are free, and finally turned into a serf and became the master of the house! I am still in dire straits, Comrade Xuan Zhisu, you have embarked on a bright and broad road, don't forget to save me, a developing country with a weak and small nation.

Zhisu: Are you comforting?

However, she was still amused, and the phone went black when the text message was sent, but her heart didn't seem to hurt so much after chatting with someone.

Gu Xinyan in the hotel couldn't contact her friends, and thought that something was wrong with her, so she quickly urged her cousin to see what was going on.

In fact, when Shen Xuyao received the news from his cousin, he had already left the scandal "Prince" Guan Shao and drove on the road, but even if there was no car at night, he didn't dare to speed at will.