Shuangdan Fanghua + Fanwai

She still clearly remembers her excitement back then, Paris is the city she has always longed for.The hometown brought her too much childhood pain and shadow, and she urgently needed to change a place to improve the oppressive atmosphere around her.But who would have known that such a thing would happen, that flight of death would completely change her fate.

On the plane, she was sitting with a family of three, she was sitting in the window seat, her mother and her daughter were sitting in front of her, and her daughter's father was sitting beside her.That girl is lively and cute, about the same age as her, with a delicate and beautiful face, one can tell at a glance that she will definitely be a great beauty in the future.The three members of the family are all extremely beautiful in appearance, well-dressed and well-dressed, and obviously lead an excellent life.

That girl is obviously the center of the family of three, a little princess who is doted on all over.Mom and Dad circled around her, and she had a proud look on her face, as if she was the master of the world.

In fact, she is particularly disgusted with such people. She has suffered a lot since she was a child, and her family is poor. Therefore, there is nothing wrong with people who have a good life and a happy family.She matured precociously as an adult at a young age.Although it didn't show on the face, the family of three had already been set as untouchable objects in his heart.

However, things backfired, and she was still inextricably linked with this family.The first is the girl's father. This is a handsome and kind man with a gentle temper and a scholarly temperament. The gold-rimmed glasses on his face reveal his good education.He saw her a little girl sitting beside him alone, and asked with concern:

Little girl, where are your parents? Why are you sitting here alone? Do you want me to change seats with your father or mother?

She glanced at him, then looked away without answering.However, this gentleman did not give up. He looked around, but he didn't seem to find anyone related to this girl. He couldn't help but feel even more puzzled, and asked a little worriedly:

Little girl, you are not flying alone, are you?

She never tires of his questioning, in order to dismiss him as soon as possible, she nodded silently.The man immediately showed a surprised expression and said:

My God, how old are you this year, you can actually fly by yourself, that's amazing!

She pouted helplessly, his reaction was within her expectation.The man patted his wife on the shoulder in front of him and whispered something to his wife, who also made a surprised sound.Afterwards, she was still surrounded by unavoidable questioning. Driven by curiosity, the man and his wife tried to have a conversation with her. As a last resort, she had to answer a few words perfunctorily.

After the plane took off, she thought that her indifference would make the couple calm down, but it turned out to be the opposite.The couple actually took care of her, brought her drinks and food, and took out a few books suitable for children from their backpacks for her to read.The couple chatted around her and cared about her.Gradually, she hadn't experienced the love of her parents for many years, and she, who had long thought she was hard-hearted, was softened by the care of this kind couple.After all, she is still a child. She lost her father and mother when she was young, and what she needs most is family affection.

However, there was one person who quit, and that was the couple's daughter.How could Rowling, who was held in the palm of her parents' hands and cared for by her parents, endure her parents' neglecting her all the time, and cared about an irrelevant little girl.What's more, although this girl looks beautiful, she is cold, which makes her feel disgusted.She is a wayward little girl, and she will have a fit if she can't bear it, so suddenly an angry child's voice came from the plane:

They are my parents, stay away from here!

The author has something to say: Next, I will spend some pen and ink writing the complete story of love and death. Don’t you want to read it? Then I will write it completely, just like a story within a story. Personal creation of this story I like it very much. It could have been written as an independent short story, but it's a pity that the energy is not enough, hehe.

93Chapter 93

As Rowling's sharp childish voice pierced the air in the cabin, the plane became much quieter in an instant. All the passengers around them looked at the corner where they were, and some had curious expressions on their faces. Some are unhappiness after being disturbed, and more are an attitude that has nothing to do with oneself to watch a good show.

Rowling's mother hugged her daughter nervously and reprimanded softly:

Linlin, you are so rude, my mother said that you can't speak loudly on the plane!

Linlin, what are you talking about? Apologize to this young lady! Rowling's father, this gentle middle-aged man, seemed very angry at his daughter's rude behavior. His voice was not loud, but he reprimanded him sharply.

Rowling has been hot-tempered since she was a child. Although her parents scolded her not often, she would never feel wronged by it. She just snorted haughtily, gave her a hard look, and sat back in her seat without saying a word. .Rowling's father apologized to her slightly embarrassedly:

It's... I'm really sorry...

It's okay, thank you for your concern, I can take care of myself.She was only eight years old, and she had a rather cold personality. She didn't care about Rowling's losing her temper with her, or in other words, she didn't take this girl seriously at all.Therefore, her parents apologized to her, but she actually didn't feel anything in her heart.At that time, she had already learned to politely reject others.

So, next, this small corner fell into silence. Rowling angrily put on her earphones and started listening to music with the Walkman, ignoring her parents.And she, holding a French book in her hand, began to read it intently, as if she planned to ignore the others.The young couple sat awkwardly next to the two children, not knowing what to do next.

Everyone got on the plane at ten o'clock in the evening, and not long after boarding the plane, many of them fell asleep.Rowling and her eight-year-old child felt sleepy just after 10:30. They quickly put down their seats, covered themselves with blankets distributed by flight attendants, and fell asleep in the buzzing cabin.

She didn't know how long she had slept, but she was woken up by the urge to urinate, opened her eyes, and couldn't realize where she was for a moment.It took a long time before she remembered that she was on a plane.The air conditioner was still blowing, the buzzing sound was still there, and Rowling's father beside her was breathing lightly. She only felt goosebumps popping out, and shivered inexplicably.She lifted off the blanket on her body, unfastened her seat belt, dexterously straddled Rowling's father's legs, landed in the aisle as lightly as a cat, and walked towards the lavatory at the rear of the cabin.

The electronic clock in the plane showed that it was exactly one o'clock in the morning Beijing time.The bathroom door was open, the yellow light was on, and there was no one there.She solved her inner urgency, and her body relaxed a lot. She yawned comfortably, then turned on the tap and started to wash her hands.

Suddenly, someone slapped her hard on the back, her whole body trembled, her heart almost jumped out of her mouth in fright, and she looked back with her eyes wide open in surprise.I saw a girl with disheveled long hair, half a head shorter than her, looking up at her with her pretty face provocatively, but she also seemed to have just woken up, and the corners of her eyes were still hanging from the corners of her eyes after yawning. Tears, if you ignore the provocative expression on her face, it is really an extremely cute face.

It's her, the couple's daughter... She sighed in her heart, why did she meet her in the middle of the night?Is this the right word?

Rowling didn't know what was going on in her mind, she just stared at her and said in a grown-up tone:

What's your name? It's not like a question, but an order.

Why should I tell you? She replied coldly, she has never been polite to this kind of guy who pesters others to make trouble for no reason.

What's your name! She asked again, as if she didn't hear her cold answer just now.She forced her, and she felt the fiery breath on her body, which was not like a girl's normal body temperature.Seeing her stubborn and powerful expression, her heart trembled slightly, as if something had settled in her heart.

Alas... She sighed, waved her hand, and said impatiently: Get out of the way, I'm going back to sleep.After all, he stepped forward and used his height advantage to force the girl to take a step back.

Rowling became even more angry. She stretched out her hand to support the wall of the cabin aisle, blocking her way, and asked loudly for the third time:

What's your name?! Answer me!

Shhh...She was taken aback by her loud yelling. It's the middle of the night, and everyone on the plane is sleeping. How could she yell in the toilet so nonchalantly? She shook her hands and covered herself subconsciously. shut her mouth.

Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, my name is Dai Xinlin.She compromised, and it seemed that she compromised with this girl's unreasonable troubles. In fact, her inner activities were more complicated. She had a faint feeling that she didn't hate her, so she told her her name.