As Yesterday

Liu Ci didn't want to come back.

She felt that she didn't need to come back either. There were too many changes during this period, which almost made her sleep well. Many times she kept her eyes open until dawn.

But it was too time-consuming, so she could only force herself to read, and it was a distraction to read.

Grandparents were very strong in asking Liu Ci to go back to their hometown with them, arguing almost every day on the issue of custody.

It wasn't that no one came to mediate, but Yang Chuo was very resolute in this matter. When the police asked her if she wanted to go to her domicile, she categorically refused.

Liu Ci hadn't spoken to her for several days.

The relationship between her parents was a bit embarrassing. Trafficking was too shocking for her. When it was confirmed, she was shocked when she looked at Yang Chuo.

But her mother, who has always been reticent, showed a rare smile.

It's kind of like a crying smile.

Liu Ci didn't dare to ask. She was afraid that her mother would not want her. Compared with some strange grandparents, she was of course willing to follow her mother.

But Yang Chuo may leave at any time. She was abducted when she was in school. Later, she gave birth to a child and never went back.

Elders are sinners, and fathers are sinners. No wonder...

But Liu Ci still felt sad.

She tried to imagine the kind of isolation and helplessness from Yang Chuo's perspective, but felt that it was too difficult for her to feel. Even if she worked 10,000 times, it was not a real experience, experiencing that kind of fear, experiencing that kind of despair, and becoming discouraged.

She even felt that her mother was destroying herself.

Liu Ci's father was buried in the cemetery here. This vicious arsonist has attracted a lot of attention in the society, but there is no news about why the arson was set.

But Liu Ci always felt that it was because of Sister Sijun and Brother Wensheng.

But this result is too sad.

Shen Sijun is a very brave woman in Liu Ci's heart. Liu Ci often went to Si Fan to find out that occasionally He Yu was called away by her mother, Liu Ci stayed alone, and Shen Sijun would come up to chat with her.

Shen Sijun came from a very south and very south place, occasionally a Cantonese sentence appeared, and occasionally it became a more remote dialect, but the syllables made by the opening and closing of the lips and teeth were very unique. Liu Ci asked her: "Are you alone? ?"

The woman nodded, her hair is very long, almost reaching the waist, even her bangs are curled, not the kind of small curls, not very large curls, lazy, the same color as her always red lips , There is a kind of mature beauty.

"Yes, it's been a long time alone."

Shen Sijun likes to smoke. The lady's cigarettes are long and thin. At the beginning, he was afraid that Liu Ci was still small. Liu Ci didn't mind. She liked to listen to stories.

"Where are your parents?"

Shen Sijun smiled, "I don't know."

Liu Ci was stunned, "Huh?"

Shen Sijun stretched out his hand and nodded her forehead, "You are very similar to He Yu, you are stupid."

Liu Ci: "Where is it."

"My parents passed away long ago, when you were your age, so I was alone."

"For too many years, I have forgotten what they look like, relatives and friends, you know, it is always troublesome."

Speaking of this, Jun Sijun exhaled, the smoke curled up, Liu Ci didn't feel choked.

"What are you sad about?" Shen Sijun smiled, "People have to look forward. You grow up well, and no one will interfere with you."

Liu Ci lowered his head and pinched the fingers of the other hand, "I also want to grow up early, just like your sister."

Shen Sijun stroked his hair back, "I am the same, not good."

She leaned lazily on the sofa. The decoration she likes is very retro. The glass windows are all colored. When the sun is big, the sunlight comes in, a bit like a scene in a TV series.

"A person is clean, and occasionally I still want to be accompanied by a person."

"And I don't have any friends, did you find out?"

Shen Sijun didn't mind saying that to the child, or that she didn't care at all.

She has lived in this alley for many years, and still has no common language with the women living here. They say she is too ostentatious, and good wives always don't like coquettish women, and Shen Sijun also has nothing to say to them, she hates I don’t like to cook.

I'm not interested in how much food is a pound today.

She makes money by making clothes, and a skirt can be sold for a lot of money, but no one here knows.

Occasionally, people in the circle come to play mahjong, and they will laugh at her for living in seclusion.

And the child who likes to come to her store knows nothing, only when Shen Sijun is an ordinary beautiful woman.

Until the fire burned Si Fan and the sky-high cheongsam that Shen Sijun hadn't handed over to the crew, the people in Yan Xing Cang Alley knew who lived here.

The apprentice of a well-known bespoke cheongsam master.

It’s just that Shen Sijun didn’t show up. She lived a hard life early and wanted to be alone. When she was young, she also grew up in such an alley. The older she is, she always likes to remember, and memories have their own beautifying functions. Good things can be peeled off, and only good things are left.

She loves the smoke and smoke in the alley, and it doesn't care about the slurs that always pop up in the crowd. The happiness of the world is linked to the family and the child. She does not have any, and she is at ease.

A kid happened to come in, and he said Sister Sijun, wait until I grow up, OK.

The children men and women in this alley may be because Sifan was demonized by his parents too much. They looked like a pansi hole, a fox den, and most children were afraid to come in.

He Yu was the only one who came to visit him with Liu Ci, and before that, only Liu Wensheng, who had seen him at home, had come.

When Shen Sijun met Liu Wensheng for the first time, he was only fourteen years old. Because of the problems in his mother's womb, he looked like a frail little boy. At any rate, he was handsome. It might be very busy that day, so he could only be allowed to come over. , It's near anyway.

As a young man, Liu Wensheng was carrying the takeaway. Si Fan's threshold was a bit high. He didn't pay attention, and he fell into Shen Sijun's shop with his face.

The aroma of the food disturbed the original taste here. Shen Sijun walked out of it and saw Liu Wensheng who hurriedly stood up.

Liu Wensheng’s hair was a bit shallow, and he didn’t have the edges and corners of his youth at that time. Because of panic, his lips were white. He didn’t pay attention to the other person’s face when he saw Mr. Shen who walked out. He only felt that he had soiled the house, and finally frightened. Got to fall again.

Mr. Shen was taken aback.

Shen Sijun was older than Liu Wensheng for a round. He only felt that the child was a little too vacant. He carried him back to the sofa. After a while, Liu Wensheng woke up.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Mr. Pensive who was mopping the floor, and he screamed I'm sorry in a daze.

Later, Jun Sijun ordered Liu's noodles, and they were all sent by Liu Wensheng, trembling, as if Jun Si would eat him.

The more he is like this, the more Shen Sijun likes to tease him.

Year after year, He Yu, who was seven or eight years old, also started to come by with Liu Ci. This place is no longer a place where Liu Wensheng can step in alone.

He has grown up a lot, and he is much taller than Shen Sijun, but he still seems to have a strong sickness and weakness. He still called Sister Shen Sijun, but dared to respond to Shen Sijun's joke.

In fact, He Yu and Liu Ci who often come to visit Liu Wensheng will also meet Liu Wensheng. He Yu likes Liu Wensheng and thinks that his brother must be like this, gentle and gentle, smiling and saying that his sister is good, plus she has a big nerve, and will not pay attention to it. Yes, but Liu Ci found some abnormalities.

Shen Sijun's slightly swollen lips and Liu Wensheng's look.

It's just that she didn't think about that at that time, who would think about that at the beginning.

People are always like this. A twenty-year-old girl and a thirty-five-six-year-old man think that old couples and young wives are good, but the gender is reversed, and some smiles will change.

But eighty years old and sixty-seven-eight years old, it sounds like they are not much worse.

So why is Aunt Liu so excited?

It's so extreme that it's creepy when you think of it.

Shen Sijun said that she has no friends, and Liu Ci thinks she has them, but they have different standards.

"And the older you are, the more timid you are."

When she said this, Shen Sijun picked up a pillow, leaned her chin on it, and under the dim light, she looked a bit like a little girl.

The eyes are shining again.

"It's strange to say that when I am so old, I actually feel that something can be trusted."

She spoke without beginning and end, and Liu's words seemed to understand but not understand.

"Anyway, it's okay for you to be brave."

Shen Sijun touched Liu Ci's hair, the little girl's hair was a little yellow, and her hair had split ends, and she couldn't keep up with her nutrition.

"Little words, your mind is too heavy, there are many things, there is no need to think about so many, just let the flow go."

But the consequences of letting things go, the consequences of bravery, are too tragic.

When Liu Ci thought of Mr. Pensive, thinking of that day, at that time, the expression of Mrs. Pensive who said this, began to be afraid.

She has never been a brave person, some expectation is always accompanied by anxiety, and she can instantly become discouraged if others take the lead.

The two people still embracing in the ashes turned into a skeleton and it was also love, but she didn't dare.

Some loves are taboos, shackles, and unresolvable inertia.

But long-term pain is not as good as short-term pain. There is always a difference between a thousand miles away. Then she don't want a thousand miles away, and don't look at He Yu and others. She just leaves alone.

She doesn't want this period of feelings that can be envied by others, and scraping the bones to cure poison is also a cure.

The first dish was served in the box, fried pork with chili.

The invincible spicy green peppers that Shen Yougan specifically wanted can make people choke by just smelling it, just like Lian Xiaoli's mood at the moment, so spicy that his brain is blank, and he will subconsciously look for water.

He Yu was stunned for a long time, "You are not kidding."

This sentence is not a question, she scratched her head, "Xiaoli, what do you like about me?"

Lian Xiaoli raised his eyes and finally looked at He Yu. He Yu is still the same He Yu, with a ponytail and a braid in the ponytail. Her facial features are a bit angular compared to a normal girl, which makes her not laugh. It doesn't look gentle.

But she was always smiling, with a smile at the end of her eyes.

A little puzzled, a little at a loss, in short, it was different from when he looked at Liu's poems.

"I like…"

Lian Xiaoli thought for a while, she liked He Yu's kindness to Liu Ci, the kind of heart-hearted kind.

She also wants someone to treat her this way.

"I like that you treat me well."

But she dare not say.

He Yu smiled, "I'll call it good to you? Can Shen Fat be bad to you?"

"It's just that I'm a woman, I take advantage."

At this time, He Yu put away her usual hippie smile. She looked at Lian Xiaoli, and the pretty girl looked pretty even in a daze.

The burns on Lian Xiaoli's face are still obvious, and surgery to remove the scars still needs to be done, but he certainly won't be able to return to the previous appearance.

Of course, He Yu could understand her low, and she comforted Lian Xiaoli, and she was the greatest comfort of her friend.

But now this friend says he wants to fall in love with her.

She was a little scared.

"Do you think I am annoying?"

He Yu shook his head, "How could it be that you are so cute? Everyone likes you very much."

He Yu never realized that when he rarely spoke with "I" as the master, he would bring words such as "everyone" and "we".

It's easy to get close, but it also feels far away.

"Then can you try with me?"

Lian Xiaoli looked at He Yu, with pleading and expectation hidden in her eyes, and she was a little crazy, like a desperate gambler.

He Yu looked at her, looked at her eyes that seemed to ignite sparks, just about to say something, Shen You pushed the door and walked in—

"Liu and Liu Ci came, and left again."

The author has something to say: Today we will push a "Carving a Boat for a Sword"-Hetu

When I was walking the dog at night, I suddenly thought of a story, and it turned out to be a stall of literature...

Thank you also for someone who remembers that Pingzhe gave me a long review after several years. I really like this kind of encounter.

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