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☆, Fanwai·Limeng
I confessed my fate.
No matter how I struggle, I cannot get rid of the influence of my original family. In the middle of the night, I folded my school uniforms neatly and placed them in the deepest part of the cabinet.
I know that my school days are over.
I stood in the room for a long time, and finally determined the courage to find my father. The light in my father's room is still on. In a narrow two-bedroom rental house, he and Lin want to live in one, and I live in the other.
I pushed the door directly in.
Seeing his father sitting on a wooden bed making small crafts, he was putting eyes on Da Duck, a few cents, and there were densely packed Da Duck on the ground, all staring dull and rigid eyes, very funny. .
Seeing me coming in, he smiled at me.
My eyes fell on the other wooden bed, Lin Xiang was already asleep. The thick eyelashes of the little boy hung down, quiet and cute.
Lin Xiang has always been a beautiful child. I often think that if he is adopted by a rich family, he will have a completely different life. The fact is that he met us.
Incomparably poor, we.
It was the momentary kindness of his father that made him fall into this dark life, but he did not know it, and regarded us as close family members.
What a fool.
My father rubbed his sour eyes and asked me, "Mengmeng, why did you come in?"
I was straightforward: " How much money is in debt in our family?"
"Children's family, don't worry about these things." Going too far, he didn't look at me anymore, his voice was sober: "You just have to live your own life. There is me in this family."
"What do you mean I don't have to worry about?" My tears fell all of a sudden: "Why did I give up going to college?" My
father was silent for an instant.
He opened his mouth, and finally only uttered one sentence: "Mengmeng, it's my father I'm sorry you."
Under the dim light, his spine was curved, and he seemed to be several years old. However, this kind of him did not arouse my sympathy.
I still feel that compassion is the most useless thing in this world.
I just want to solve the problem.
Under my repeated questioning, my father finally frankly said that a few years ago, his mother was seriously ill. In order to see her doctor, he had to borrow a loan shark. Now Ligunli has doubled several times.
What used to be tens of thousands of dollars has now risen to 450,000.
Four hundred and fifty thousand, less than a set price for a Jiao lady.
Father said: "Those people said that if they don’t get the money again this year, they have to take extraordinary measures... Many of them are gangsters. Dad is really afraid that they will do something to you and think about you, especially you. , You are a delicate and delicate girl, and so beautiful..."
My father didn't say the following words, but I understood.
A child who grew up in a slum like me had an extremely beautiful face.
For others, beauty is not desirable, but for me, it is sin.
Since I was in junior high school, when I was walking on the muddy roads in the slums, hooligans often looked at me. The disgusting look of looking at some prey really made me scared.
Fortunately, the school uniform is generous, which can cover my gradually mature body.
I also slowly learned to cover up my beauty, keep my bangs long, cover the squiggly peach eyes, and often walk with my head hanging down, trying to prevent others from seeing my looks.
Only in this way can I feel safe enough.
However, this unique way of giving me a sense of security made me a weirdo in the eyes of my classmates.
But I don't care, I just want to study hard and escape from everything.
I envy the girls on the TV with high heels and confident smiles, the diamond dresses they wear, and their warm family and carefree lives.
I think as long as I can pass the exam, I can live as wonderful as them.
It's just that the careful thinking of those young girls has been shattered by reality before it can be realized.
The morning after talking with my father, I combed my bangs up.
The smooth and full forehead was completely exposed to the air. I looked at the girl in the mirror in the white sweater and light-colored jeans, and suddenly felt strange for a moment.
That day, I raised my head and walked for the first time.
In the slums, fish and dragons are mixed, and there are still small gangsters looking at me with disgusting eyes. They whistles at me, but I turn a deaf ear to it and just move forward.
At this moment, I actually feel that I am extremely free.
I went to the train station and bought a train ticket to the north with the pocket money I saved. I heard that there will be a lot of snow in winter. Unlike ours, it is often accompanied by water splashes occasionally next time.
But when I got into the car, I started to hesitate again.
Standing in the waiting area of the train station, my father's old face and Lin Xiang's immature face flashed in my mind, but I couldn't move my steps.
Obviously, as long as you take a few more steps, you can fly far.
But my feet seemed to be filled with lead, which was terribly heavy.
A staff member in uniform reminded me: "Girl, won't you get on the train? The train is about to leave ."
I reacted slowly and waved to him: "I bought the wrong ticket."
The moment I turned and left. , I scolded myself in my heart.
Lin Meng.
You are really useless.
In Nanyang, who is only academically qualified, I only have a high school degree, so I can't find a good job at all.
I went around and finally found a job washing dishes in the back kitchen of a restaurant. My hands were soaked in cold dishwashing water every day, earning a meager salary.
Life is so dark and hopeless.
Even if I tried my best, I could only get more than 3,000 wages per month.
Add in the more than 5,000 yuan that my father does part-time work and small handicrafts per month, and there are less than 9,000 yuan a month. Excluding all kinds of daily expenses, it is still far from 450,000.
The restaurant is not staffed enough, so I sometimes put aside my back kitchen work and go out to serve dishes.
One day when I went to deliver food to the "Tian" box, a stylishly dressed woman noticed me. She looked at me for a long time, and finally said to me: "Would you like to come to work at Lanmei? You guarantee the salary. It is several times more than it is now."
At that time, I didn't know how Lan Mei existed in Nanyang.
I just heard her mention the salary, and was moved uncontrollably.
A long, long time ago, I used to think that I would be tempted to fall in love at first sight with a boy in a white shirt on a sunny afternoon as written in a novel.
But now...
I didn't even ask Lan Mei what exactly it was, and said to her: "I am willing to work at your place."
I tried to smile at her.
When she saw it, she couldn't laugh, and handed me a business card: "Well, it's uglier than crying. We, Lan Mei, never force people. You think about it, and you will give me a reply when you think about it."
I took it. Business card.
At the same time, the scene of loan sharks going to my house to collect debts a few days ago flashed in their minds. They held a knife and threatened to chop off their father's hands.
I lowered my head, looked at the words "Lan Mei. High. Level. Meeting." above, firmly said: "Don't think about it, I will go with you today."
That night, I changed into work clothes and saw what it was. Really drunk fans.
The first-class people spend money like dirt, and the tips they casually throw are enough for our family of three to spend a month. I laughed and dealt with all kinds of men.
At the same time, they endured their hands and feet from time to time.
A man said that he wanted to invite me out.
I understand the meaning of these two words. Obviously, if I go out, I will earn more.
But I still rejected him with a smile.
This year I have just been eighteen years old. Even though I have fallen into the abyss, I still long for the love I have been waiting for, and hope that someone will pull me out of the mud.
In one night, I earned more than three thousand yuan.
When I returned home with the money, my father was still sitting in the living room, gluing his eyes to the funny cartoon character. This time it was Pai Daxing, the pink starfish, smiling honestly at me.
I took out a wad of money and gave it to my father.
Father raised his head and saw the heavy make-up on my face that hadn't been removed at a glance: "You...Where did you go? Mengmeng, listen to me, Dad will find a way to pool money, you must not think of doing stupid things. "
He sounded extremely worried.
But I didn't even look at him, only said one thing I was tired, and went back to the room.
Since then, I slept during the day and went to work at night.
The sister responsible for taking me said that my name was too dull, so she changed my last name from Lin to Lin, and my name in Lan Mei became Lin Meng.
Days passed, until that day, I ran into a man who was handsome and cold. He didn't do anything to me like other guests. He was just sitting on the sofa and drinking alcohol.
I can see that he can see God, I only think that he fits all the illusions of men in my teenage years.
I think he must have been born into a good family with the best tutors. If Lin Xiang had such a good background like him... his
thoughts are out of control, he trusts the horse.
Suddenly I heard the fat-eared boss next to the man open his mouth, signalling me to make some intimate actions to the man, I hesitated to put on red lips, but I didn't expect to be pushed away by the man.
The forehead hit the sharp corner of the coffee table, and blood came out.
I didn't have time to cry out, and in the next second, I fell into the man's generous and warm embrace.
It was the first time I was held in this way, as if I was the one he spoiled on the cusp of his heart, but then I heard a man calling someone else's name.
He called out "Yingying", and I knew that I was being treated as someone else's stand-in.
All that happened later came to pass. For the first time in my life, I was young and nervous.
He was very excited.
After getting better, I gradually realized the happiness in it, but every time I kissed me, I would call the name Yingying.
So gentle and cruel.
I once indulged myself in sinking, but in the end I was awakened by his affectionate "Yingying".
Lin Meng, be sober.
You are just a stand-in.
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