I really don't want to fall in love with a female partner [Quick Transmigration]

The woman who walked into the old residential building was wearing a long gray windbreaker, and the messy shirt collar was vaguely visible inside. The beige scarf covered her face completely, revealing only a pair of gray eyes and a pale and dry forehead against the background of drifting snow. With a red color that seems to have been rubbed.

Ruan Congyan was very tired, she didn't know how to face Jiang Yuanan, who couldn't stand the slightest blow.

She is the mother of nearly seventy years.

But the soul full of humiliation has only this shelter from the wind to inhabit.

The footsteps stopped in front of the door and did not dare to go forward again. The snow on the upper of the shoe had melted, leaving a puddle of water stains.

However, the mobile phone in his pocket was beeping at this moment.

In the end, he couldn't hold back and was full of resentment, so he opened the message.

In the photo I entered, she was lying naked on the bed, and there was also a text full of indifference:

"The photos will be exposed tonight. The whole nation is looking forward to the grown-up daughter of the nation being raped as soon as she becomes an adult. How exciting~"

At this time, the skin that had been rubbed off a layer of skin was still burning like pain. Ruan Congyan squeezed the phone tightly, his back slowly hunched up, and his lungs, which had not been sick for a long time, caused bursts of pain around him. Painful, pierced by the cold air sucked in through the scarf like ice in the windpipe.

She squatted down and curled up into a ball, slowly clutching the scarf tightly, panting a little bit at a rapid rate, the panting sounds in the small corridor indicated that she was ill, the hot air exhaled from the scarf collided with the cold air to form a dense mist, like a cloud A white cloud covered the tears in his eyes overflowing from overbreathing.

Ruan Congyan tightly covered her mouth and nose, panting heavily, wanting to get better, breathing disorder is nothing, she was used to it since she was a child, as long as she let herself suffocate, but at this moment, a sense of despair and powerlessness surged up in her eyes, like Falling into the sea, accompanied by the reappearance of this strange disease, it is suffocating.

She shouldn't have attended the movie wrap-up banquet. The entertainment industry is like a big dyeing vat. The dye is all over her body, with the sludge at the bottom of the vat. It's so dirty, so dirty...

Drops of tears soaked the soft fabric of the scarf, and the cold wind blowing from the entrance seemed to freeze the heart.

At this moment, she wished that someone could hold her in his arms and shield her from the cold wind.

……

The thick iron door blocked the cold wind before entering, and a strong spicy smell hit his face. Ruan Congyan changed his shoes and patted his face to make himself feel better, but his heart was mixed with a sense of exhaustion and helplessness.

"I'm back~"

The old man sitting at the dining table has silver hair all over his head, his eyes are shining, and his smiling mouth is stained with oil stains.

"Why are you eating self-heating hot pot again? The doctor said eating it would cause complications, so don't eat it."

Ruan Congyan snatched her chopsticks domineeringly, pushed the plastic box aside, and gently wiped off the oil stains around her mouth with a tissue, but never dared to look her in the eyes again.

"I'm fine with that."

"I'll fry two eggs for you." Ignoring the answer, she turned and walked towards the stove on one side, but Jiang Yuanyan asked with a smile from behind: "Go and ask the director for the next movie today." What happened to the supporting cast?"

"It must be okay for us to look so good, right?" She said to herself, her face full of fine lines was full of pride.

The tall flowers in the living room covered the tears that Ruan Congyan shed instantly, nothing, nothing, everything will be destroyed...

The fried eggs in the pan slowly overflowed with a burnt aroma.

Taking advantage of the sound of the cooking pot, she sobbed softly, suppressing the negative emotions that were about to surge out, and wiped away her tears over and over again, fearing that she would fall ill again.

The burnt eggs were lined ugly on the snow-white plate. She put the plate on the table, pushed away the self-heating hot pot that Jiang Yuanyan put in front of her again, and couldn't help shouting: "Don't Eat it, why don't you listen to advice!"

"I know my own life." Seeing her face, Jiang Yuanan froze for a moment, then pursed her lips and smiled slightly, with a kind and gentle voice: "Why is our Yanyan's eyes red, don't cook next time Already, the pretty eyes are so drunk that they don’t look good.”

"And this." She pushed the fried egg in front of her, with a willful tone: "I don't want to eat it, it's fried."

"You can eat it or not."

Feeling stuffy and uncomfortable, Ruan Congyan pursed his lips and pushed the plate away with some strength, but unexpectedly, the plate hit the plastic box and turned down the small table together against the box.

The crisp sound of cracking resounded in this old house, as if even people's hearts fell to the bottom of the valley together.

The moment Ruan Congyan turned around, tears fell, she panted lightly, her voice seemed to have a strong sense of anger:

"why……"

"Why did you guys refuse to let go of your body and manage your relationships well? They all said that my parents are the best actresses and queens, and they are old-fashioned. They were born with a golden spoon in their mouths since they were young. But no one knows that I have to fight for it on my own resource."

"Sometimes... even if you try your best to show your ability, you can only get one sentence: 'This kid is good', after all, it can't compare with those 'relationship households' who can squeeze out the position without any effort."

"Other people's children are born as child stars like me, but the resources I don't need are things I can't get even if I try my best to audition."

"I am too, I am also jealous, jealous of their pride and dazzling self-confidence in their smiles..."

Ruan Congyan wiped away tears, looked up at the lights on the top, it was scorching hot and dazzling.

Her back was bleak, she wanted to calm down quietly, and walked towards the porch.

Jiang Yuanyan smiled wryly, yes, if the two of them hadn't been too stubborn and disdainful at the beginning, Yanyan would have stood on the screen in full glory at this time.

Her cloudy eyes followed Ruan Congyan who was walking quickly towards the door, her voice seemed to have aged several years: "If you like acting, no matter how many hardships you go through, don't give up..."

"Mom is waiting for the day you get the trophy."

……

She didn't wear a scarf, and she was even pale and haggard. No one in the community recognized her, and the cold wind blew the snow, stained her black hair, and scratched her skin.

After all, Ruan Congyan returned home stepping on the white ground, she felt a little regretful.

She was too impulsive to say those angry words...

Let's fry two eggs for her later, and sprinkle some green onions...

You have to cut off the internet at home, otherwise she won't be able to bear the news...

Open the door, the remaining spicy smell is still wafting, and the dark-colored furniture makes people feel heavy.

Ruan Congyan turned around the entrance and saw the old man lying quietly beside the table, with silver hair messily scattered on the ground.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Tears fell in an instant, and she rushed over quickly, the temperature in her hand was freezing cold, and the room was deadly silent.

"I know my own day."

The loving voice seemed to be still lingering in her ears. It turned out that she knew that her time was running out, but she didn't even let her finish a box of self-heating hot pot...

Feeling helpless, Ruan Congyan tremblingly dialed 120 and reported the address.

But the old man lying on the ground was out of breath long ago, and the time passed by, she didn't dare to move her, but just grabbed her clothes and shook them gently like when she was a child, but she wasn't looking for candies, but just holding her hand. Weeping, choking like a collapse.

"I shouldn't be angry with you, I shouldn't say those angry words, I don't think so, how about you get up..."

"We eat self-heating hot pot. I will cook it for you and fry eggs for you. This time it will definitely not be mushy..."

Her chest became more and more stuffy, and her breathing became heavier each time, gradually turning into a heavy wheezing sound, accompanied by tears that could not be stopped.

"I still have a lot to learn, don't you still want to teach me acting? Isn't it worth talking?"

"Mom, get up..."

"Can you move a little..."

"I'm waiting for you to pinch my nose to cover my mouth and tell me..."

"This disease is not terrible. Mom is here..."

……

What responded to her was silence like death. She was tired from crying, and suddenly laughed, her face was flushed from excessive breathing, and she closed her eyes as if resigned to her fate, tears fell on Jiang Yuan's pale and bloodless face. On the hand, there are transparent traces.

"I have nothing left, God, do you want me to die with guilt..."

……

The soul rises slowly, but is cut and falls.

The woman in the black cloak held her teary face in her hands.

Ruan Congyan looked down at the mother and daughter who were snuggling quietly, and looked at Jiang Yuanyan's frowning face even though she was dead, and said slowly: "I just need to help her cook a bowl of hot pot and tell her... ..."

"I love her."

……

The author has something to say: The plot with my mother was inspired by "Sisyphus"

I failed to say to her when I saw her for the last time: I love her.

感谢在2021-03-2003:05:50~2021-03-2018:58:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 1 in deep;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: a strange one zero 1 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!