Mom didn’t believe it, “That bastard gave you something like that?”Mother picked up the demon doll, although the doll is the appearance of the devil, but the expression is cute, "say, you have not contacted others ... yesterday's umbrella I feel strange, not like others to throw, is not this mixed sent to you."

"No, today the mess that caused me to be hit by the car, this is what he fell, I picked it up...", Zhuang Jing can only lie.

But the quiet look was panicked, and she was afraid that her mother would see it.

Zhuang Jing's performance in these days is a bit strange, not to mention that every day back some late, light is an umbrella, dolls of these two things appear very different from usual, in the past even if it rains, she will not bring an umbrella, dolls this kind of thing is not interested, "you did not lie to me?" 」

"No," Zhuang Jing did not dare to hesitate at this time, because a slight hesitation would be exposed by his mother.

"Well, I'll believe you for a while, but you must remember that as long as you dare to have contact with others, I know, I won't do anything to you, but the person who touches you will be bleeding and dead without a place of death," the mother cursed, tearing the demon doll in Zhuang Jing's hand directly tore, and the doll's fragments fell on the ground a little bit, and each time she fell heavily on her heart, which was the first time she received a gift.

"I...记下 I wrote it down," Zhuang Jing knew that this verbal curse was useless, but it sounded uncomfortable and heart-wrenching, but she could not show it, and she went back to the room, clenched her fist, and asked herself: What am I doing wrong, and why I deserve to be treated like this.

At this time, it is not only her words that she wrote down, but also that this contempt is remembered in her heart, and it is even more uncomfortable to look at the dolls that are divided on the ground.

She sat on the edge of the bed, took up the book for a long time, looked at the subject inside, and thought of Xu Hao, "Why does he like to read such a book, it doesn't matter... But he, it is very interesting..."

Time is like a white foal gap, Zhuang Jing likes this feeling of being accompanied by someone, there is good food at noon, someone accompanied by chat between classes, but also gradually feel that the class becomes interesting, although sometimes listening to the teacher said the problem is difficult, but the number of times, even gradually understand, when you do not understand, Xu Hao can also explain to himself, these luck came to their own, it is too good.

But Zhuang Jing came home after still no change, she is still cold and quiet to the mother, after all, in her view, such a self is normal, she concealed her contact with Xu Hao, after all, Zhuang mother year round at home do not go out, as long as she does not say, she is impossible to know.

In this way, the two people accompanied each other for three months, three months of time, Zhuang Jing's achievements rose very fast, she also gradually became familiar with the mood of others.

The day before the final exam, Xu Hao helped Zhuang quietly review his homework, and at the end, Xu Hao suddenly wanted to discuss some things with Zhuang Jing, "How, do you feel difficult?"

"All right, but I used to have very poor grades, so it makes no difference," Zhuang quietly closed the book, "you... did you leave after the exam?"

“Huh?Almost, what happened?”

“Are you going to the place called Kyoto?”

"Well, after all, that's the end I've been waiting for for three years."

“Is it?”

"Yes, so you have to study well."

“Why?”

"So you can go with me," Xu Hao does not think Zhuang Jing is very stupid, even she is smarter than herself, single learning, if the two people in a starting line, her results will certainly be better than their own, "I think for a long time, next semester there are about a hundred days or so, I will give you a good review, and then we go to Kyoto, to high school, we can study together, together, eat together, will never be lonely."

“But...”

“Don’t you want to leave?”

"Think, of course, think," Zhuang Jing did not hesitate this time, after such a long time, Zhuang Jing has understood what normal life is like, what normal people are, she does not want to accompany the so-called mother to do the dirty things, she wants to have her own life, her feelings and fetters.

“What else is there...”

“I have no money...”

"It's okay, my mother will help you, my father, although he has not seen each other for a long time, but he is also a good person, and if you have good grades, the school will be exempt from accommodation, and there are scholarships every year, maybe the money you earn from learning is enough."

“Is it?”

"Well, I was in junior high school to get a scholarship, but I was so pompous, I didn't have a friend around, so it was the luckiest for me to meet you."

Zhuang Jing blushed, and he also said a word in his heart: In fact, meeting you is my greatest luck.

“Is that what you liked before?”Quiet is not very understanding.

“Yes, I like you, I like you...”

"I don't deserve it..." Zhuang Jing knew her own mind and wanted to accept it, but she still felt that she did not deserve to have love, this beautiful thing.

“Why?”

"Because..." Zhuang Jing really can't say the reason, although she can refuse a person's feelings, but do not want him to see their own unbearability, "you say to go to Kyoto, I will consider, just emotional things, I think or forget."

"It doesn't matter, I said before, we're still young, it's too early to say that, it's still important to study well now."

“I’ll go, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“See you tomorrow.”

Zhuang Jing returned home, looked at the time, today is the day, when she pushed the door open, Zhuang mother has taken out the burning incense, worshipped, look at Zhuang Jing, "Take off your clothes."

Zhuang Jing already had mustard in her heart, she no longer wanted to do such a thing, but in the face of her mother, she had no way.

Untying the clothes, let it slide, Zhuang mother with incense roasted the body of Zhuang Jing, at this time, the right leg of the centipede on the body of the solemn body is still 31, three months of normal life, in her view has been too happy, so for tonight, she did not have much rejection, but Zhuang Jing also knows that after tonight, the left leg of the centipede will become 32.

After reading 16, he turned around two times, and Zhuang put the incense incense into the incense burner, "Go in, today's guests are somewhat special, and your legs can't move, so you have to take the initiative."

Zhuang Jing nodded, disgusted with the house, but when he saw each other's appearance, he was completely stunned, "This is not..."

“Meet me again.”

“Why are you here...”