fell in love with his body

That girl is Yang Ling, and she is my neighbor.

I don't know if it's because their family owes my family a life, and her mother treats her very badly.

Children are relatively greedy. I remember that once she stole the money the family used to buy fertilizer to buy popsicles for others, but was beaten to death by her mother.

This includes me.I don't know the inside story. I haven't seen her for a long time since the incident between the two of us came to light.I feel that I don't hate her as much as I used to. Is it because I like bad women naturally?

At that time, I liked to watch her dance, she danced tall to show off her figure; I liked to look at her delicate face (mainly her collarbone), and I often regarded her as Maggie Cheung in private.

Later, I learned that she could play table tennis, and I admired her; I was afraid of heights, but when I watched her walk up and down on the balcony of my house with no railings and only one foot gap, my heart felt It is surging.

She sings well, and I vaguely remember that she taught me the first song "Yangliuqing"; she can climb trees, and climb to the highest place every time with her lightness like a swallow. I followed her tremblingly, with great difficulty Halfway up the climb, I looked down and almost peed my pants.

She would pick a lot of dates for me to eat, and of course she would also tinker with the bird's nest. She would teach us to dance rubber bands, and of course she would teach us to fish for lobsters.

She is so youthful, and lives so chicly, that I almost have no hatred for her.Sometimes I even think, maybe being a bad boy is far more enjoyable than being a good baby.

Until I saw her being beaten by my mother with my own eyes, that time was really fresh in my memory.

It is said that her mother anxiously asked for leave from work and returned home. When she got home, she found her watching TV with the volume turned down to the lowest level. How to say her, but the next second her mother found that the pocket money in the drawer was missing.

When I arrived, I saw such a scene.

Yang Ling's mother pulled Yang Ling's hair and walked towards the river in the backyard, punching and kicking while pulling, not in the way of frightening the children a little, but in the way of beating every move to death.I don't know how as a mother, I can deal with such cruel hands. I learned later that Yang Ling's mother was strong all her life and never owed others anything, but her family owed my family a huge debt. Favors, but also difficult to repay.

No matter how hard you beat him, it will be your own flesh and blood. Even if you beat him to death, my brother will never be brought back to life.Parents are soft-hearted. Seeing Yang Ling being beaten and yelling, they also followed the crowd to pull.Unexpectedly, Yang Ling's mother beat her harder.

In the end, it was Yang Ling's grandma who stopped the farce, and I finally knew why she respected her grandma so much.After this incident, even if her family quarrels with my family again, I dare not say to Yang Ling's mother, "You owe my family too much." It is really enough to witness it with my own eyes, and I don't want to come again once.

The bad girl Yang Ling likes to watch Qiong Yao dramas, especially Zhao Wei's Huanzhugege and Love in the Rain. Every time I watch it, I cry a lot of tears and snot.To be honest, I don't know how she did it, the tears are so low, and she looks so emotional, so why did she watch my brother drown and remain indifferent?

This is a knot that has always been hidden in my heart. Because of curiosity, I want to get closer.

One day after many years, I finally heard her personally tell what happened back then.

She was terrified, she was really terrified, so that my brother disappeared from her sight little by little, and she didn't even know to pull it.Her grandma was weeding in the field not far away. She could have called the old man to save her, but she was struggling in her heart.

Her legs seemed to have been filled with lead, and her whole body was shaking like chaff.Once she left, people all over the world would regard her as a murderer. Originally, her parents favored her elder sister, so it was even worse for her.Even the grandmother who loves her will abandon him.

She can't afford to gamble, the most important thing is that she thinks that her grandma has no ability to save people, and her old eyes are dim, so don't involve yourself in it.

With such a delay, my brother is completely hopeless.When I heard her say this, I really wanted to beat her up.

Why did Yang Ling's parents treat her badly? Don't ordinary people prefer the younger ones?This is also a big question.

Yang Ling twitched the corners of her mouth, smiling a little desolately.It turned out that the marriage of her parents was a segregation error. A marriage without any emotional foundation is sad. Coupled with the personality differences between women superior to men, Yang Ling's father cheated not long after.People are in Xinjiang, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, no matter how violent his wife is at home, it will not help.

The rage was so violent that Yang Ling gave birth prematurely.Premature babies on TV were sent to incubators, but Yang Ling was ignored by her parents like an abandoned cat.Grandma couldn't see it and sent her to my sister-in-law's house.Fortunately, Yang Ling's vitality was extremely strong, so she survived.

But surviving doesn’t mean it’s a good thing, especially when your wits are just beginning to open up, your mother will tell you about your father’s sins day and night.Yang Ling sometimes feels that it is better to die than to live, at least her ears are clean and she will be relieved sooner.

It's always easy to say but hard to do, Yang Ling thought so, but when she watched my brother drown, she was still terrified. It turns out that death is like this, and this has become a knot in her heart. She often dreams of being killed by herself in the middle of the night. I broke out in a cold sweat.

She also knows that she is bad, hooked up with a little boy (me) at the age of 13, learned to smoke in junior high school, hid in her classmate's house to watch dishes during the high school entrance examination, and then wandered around.She never takes orders from anyone, she behaves perversely and has a withdrawn personality, and the reason she approaches me is just to see how I will revenge her, and then let her go softly.

She really knew everything, everything.

Just like she knew that her parents were model couples before but they were bedfellows, she watched her father come back from Xinjiang with joy instead of guilt, and she heard her mother tell her over and over again that your father helped you find someone Little mother, she stared at the face in the mirror that looked like her mother, she just wanted to be bad, the only bad in the world.

But why she should be bad, she has been confused.

She doesn't understand, but I do.

She just wanted to increase her sense of existence through these things, just like when she was beaten to death by her mother, she could turn around and give me a smile of a successful woman.Being able to hit her with his hands shows that he hasn't given up on her, so what if he suffers a little bit of flesh and blood.

In the days to come, I finally knew why she chose to do that thing upstairs, she did it on purpose, in order to let her father see it, it was vigilance—the blood of her father was flowing in her bones, and it was also a provocation ——Your daughter has become like this, but you, as a father, have not fulfilled your duties as a father for a day, don't you care?