Under the dim light, the porcelain seat kept spinning on the wet wooden table, making a strange "squeaky" sound.

The little girl's dirty little hands were gently lying on the door panel, half of her body was exposed, and she poked her head and looked dodgingly into the room.

The muddy hands, circle after circle, cling to the edge of the porcelain seat as if holding a treasure, following its rhythm, gradually pinching out the shape.

"Mom..." the girl called softly.

The trembling, weak and immature voice echoed in the empty room, and it was impossible for the people in the room not to hear it.

"Mom..." Taking a small step outside timidly, the girl raised her voice slightly, and called softly again.

Under the support of both hands, the porcelain base rotates faster and faster, and the thinner and thinner porcelain walls also reflect the increasing strength of the hands.

"Mom... I'm hungry..."

"clang"

Landing with the girl's lingering sound, there was also a solid-color porcelain vessel that had been baked quietly by the woman's hand.

"Hungry? Hehe..."

The girl was trembling all over, and subconsciously stepped back, until her hands were stuck firmly on the cold wall, unable to retreat, her eyes stared fearfully at the figure that was getting closer and closer to her.

The front of the chest was tightened, and the whole person was lifted up in an instant without any defense, and he fell hard towards the wet table in the middle of the room.

The girl's frail body threw a graceful arc in the air, and at the same time, the moment it landed, the porcelain shards all over the ground carved a deep mark on the girl's palm.

"Hungry? Just relying on this pile of useless garbage on the ground, you have the guts to call yourself hungry? Why did I give birth to you, an idiot! Keep doing it for me! When is it ready and when to eat! If you can't do it well, just starve to death ! As if I never gave birth to you!"

Even though the pain in her palm came in bursts, the girl didn't even dare to groan, she barely supported her body and got up from the ground, reluctantly wiped the blood on her clothes, and staggered towards another porcelain seat in the corner.

The static base turned slowly when it was held by the girl's hands. The girl pressed her hands tightly against the porcelain wall and did not dare to relax even half an inch of strength. The dark red blood and light yellow muddy water gradually changed color, and the whole Porcelain is also gradually taking shape in the hands of girls...

Jumping up from the ground suddenly, Sun Xiaoxiao's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat.

Looking around, the large bay windows and the floor-to-ceiling wardrobes are not familiar, but all the real things remind her all the time that it was just a big dream.

Raising his hand to wipe off the sweat on his forehead, he squatted back to the corner of the wall that gave her a sense of security and fell asleep peacefully. His right hand slid down to his neck, and he gently pulled out the pendant hanging around his neck from his collar.

The ultimate fate of the porcelain utensil in the dream was to be smashed by my mother.The fragment tied around her neck at this moment, the fragment clinging to her blood and tears, was exactly what she secretly picked up from the garbage dump that night when her mother was asleep, and after careful polishing, she finally quietly hid it in the On the body, and accompanied her for 20 years.

Because, Sun Xiaoxiao told herself repeatedly that even if she was abandoned by the whole world, she would never give up on herself.

The sun gradually rose from the east, Zhang Ma looked up at the wall clock on the wall, it was six thirty.Mrs. Zhang's temper is very clear to Mrs. Zhang. If she can help that girl a little bit, she can feel more at ease.

The moment the door was pushed open, there was no one in the room, and the neatly stacked bed could not be seen to have been touched by anyone, but the white wall in the corner was wet with tears that hadn't dried yet, but it was not at all. Can't escape Zhang Ma's sight.

The child actually spent the night leaning against the wall.

The morning breeze in early summer is not as cool as in the daytime. Although the clothes Zhang Mama sent last night fit well, they were a bit flimsy, and the more I looked at them, the more I felt that my clothes were really weird.

The ups and downs of the motor roared continuously, coming from far and near, and finally stopped at the gate of the Lu family villa, and the car windows rolled down slowly.

Sun Xiaoxiao knew who was sitting in the car without looking. She stepped forward and stretched out her hand to pull the car door.

Helplessly, the car door was locked tightly.

"If there's nothing else, I usually don't get up so early."

Lu Qihao held the steering wheel with his left hand, and gently pushed the sunglasses he was wearing on his forehead with his right hand.

Sun Xiaoxiao didn't answer his words, but just stood quietly and watched him silently. After all, after two days, Sun Xiaoxiao had also learned something about Lu Qihao's erratic temperament. In the future, she would be less and less with this man. The better it is, otherwise, you might not even know how you died.

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