Quick Wear: The host is soft and tender, very kissable

"it's beautiful"

Wang Xiaoyu covered her chest with her hands, feeling panicky as if something had been taken away from her. Then she chuckled and thought, what else could I have in this state?

The girl walked towards the suffocating home in a lost manner. The trees on both sides of the path were very tall, and there were only a few street lights, making the light dim.

Wang Xiaoyu is now a little glad that there are rich people setting off fireworks. At least walking alone on the road at night will not be so lonely as there are few people on the road to begin with.

In the evening the wind rustled the leaves and there was an unpleasant smell in the air. A distance of one kilometer made a world of difference.

Wang Xiaoyu walked into the old tube-shaped building with peeling paint at the gate of the community as usual.

The community had poor soundproofing, and from time to time one could hear men and women arguing, children crying, and old people swearing. The girl walked forward at a leisurely pace, isolating herself from these sounds.

There was not the slightest fluctuation, silence bound her silently, she lowered her head and slowly climbed the stairs. The closer the stairs were to the door, the heavier her steps became, causing her to unconsciously lower her breathing rate.

"Mom, open the door, I'm back."

The door didn't open in time, and I could only hear harsh abuse: "Where have you been, you little girl? Why did you come back just now? I'm worried about you."

"Let me tell you, your family really doesn't have the money to pay for your tuition, so you'd better give up!" The woman in the room opened the door cursing.

The girl clenched her sleeves, trying to shed silent tears to resist her fate: other people's lives are so lucky, they squander money recklessly, and I heard that a fireworks show could cost millions.

But I can only dig for food in the garbage, living like a rat in the gutter, searching in the dark for garbage that others don't want. God is so unfair, so unfair.

With a creak, the old door was opened, and a woman in a loose oversized dress came into view.

She had fashionable wavy hair, fair skin, and an unnatural blush on her face. Her charming and affectionate peach blossom eyes were broken by the upward movement, making her look sharp and mean.

"What are you doing standing at the door? Come in now."

Wang Xiaoyu looked at her mother's flushed cheeks and knew that she was drinking again. Every time she got drunk, she would curse and ridicule her. She was used to such days.

"Mom, can't you drink less alcohol if you're not feeling well?"

"You little bitch, you want to control me now, you are such an ungrateful person."

Wang Xiaoyu knew that her mother would become a completely different person once she was drunk. When she entered the house and saw the wine bottles scattered all over the floor, the dirty and messy room, and her mother's constant verbal abuse, her heart sank.

"That's enough." A roar made the room silent in an instant.

The Queen Mother was stunned by the roar, and then she came to her senses briefly, lowering her head with a fierce look in her eyes.

After a while, he calmed down again, looked up with tears in his eyes, and looked at Wang Xiaoyu tenderly.

"Yu'er, it's all my fault. I'm not doing my best and letting you suffer. I have to work hard part-time every day. It's all my fault."

As she spoke, Wang Nianqiu Yinyin burst into tears and beat her chest with her hands.

Wang Xiaoyu was completely helpless with her crying mother. Thinking of her mother's illness, she could only be tolerant and patient without any bottom line. No matter how much she tried to persuade her mother, she would cry at the slightest provocation.

I used to feel sorry for my mother, but now I just feel impatient and really want to leave this home.

"Mom shouldn't have given birth to you, if she hadn't been reluctant to do so."

"Okay mom, this is all my fault. Don't cry. You're not feeling well. Drink less. I'm worried about you, too."

"But mom is heartbroken! Thinking about your dad, my heart aches. He passed away early and I raised you all by myself with so much hardship."

Wang Xiaoyu knew that it was useless to persuade her, so she just let her mother cry there and silently tidied up the house, cleaning it absent-mindedly.

Oh, I’m going to college soon. What should I do with my tuition? Do I really have to take that step?

The Queen Mother watched her daughter cleaning obediently, and the little girl dared to fight with her. In fact, she has never been sick. She plays at home every day and goes shopping with friends when she has nothing to do. If you ask where the money comes from, of course she is supported by men!

I have no worries about food and drink every day, and I have fun playing when I go home. I brainwash and torture my daughter, making her feel inferior and cowardly, obedient and easy to control, which gives me a great sense of accomplishment.

He picked up the bottle of wine on the table and started drinking again. Oh, in a house like this, when will Liu Lang be able to kill that woman and reunite with his daughter?

The small room was cleaned quickly. Wang Xiaoyu looked at her mother who was still drinking. She wanted to persuade her but was afraid that her mother would cry.

As far as she could remember, her family was very poor, and their food, clothing and other expenses were among the worst among the people living in the tube-shaped building.

When she was a little older, Wang Nianqiu would be away from home for ten days or half a month, saying that he was going out to work and earn money to support her.

She grew up eating at many people's homes. Wang Nianqiu didn't come back often and gave her little money, so she basically never had any good food.

When Wang Nianqiu came back, he would bring her leftovers. Seeing her begging for mercy on the leftovers, he would feel infinite satisfaction in his heart.

Wang Xiaoyu was very obedient and understood that it was not easy for her mother. Wang Nianqiu didn't have time to take care of her, so he sent her to an old lady next door to be taken care of, and gave her a small amount of money to keep her fed.

At first the old lady didn't like her, but later when the old lady fell ill, Wang Xiaoyu took care of her meticulously, and they gradually became close and the two got along well.

Wang Nianqiu couldn't bear to see her having such a good time, so he said that his grandmother was in poor health and couldn't take care of her, and forcibly took her back to his side.

Wang Xiaoyu, who was about ten years old, had no problem living alone. He followed his mother and thought that he could eat delicious food every day and work hard with his mother.

Unexpectedly, Wang Nianqiu started to pretend to be sick, went to the hospital every few days, and went hungry twice in three days. The family had no source of income, so they asked Wang Xiaoyu to pick up garbage to sell for money, and help the vegetable seller to watch the stall, so she could always earn a few dollars a day.

As time went by, Wang Nianqiu fell in love with drinking. He would cry and make a fuss when drunk, and sometimes even beat people. Every time he woke up, he would apologize to Wang Xiaoyu and buy her delicious food to compensate her.

Looking at her mother in pain, Wang Xiaoyu didn't know what to do, after all, the child was only about ten years old.

She lacked maternal love to begin with, so she felt heartbroken when her mother was in pain, and she endured it silently every time she was beaten or scolded.

Gradually, he became gloomy and had no friends around him. Wang Nianqiu grew up in repeated oppression and torture.

She no longer looked like the noble lady in her previous life, but became the original owner of her previous life. This was her life, she was abused by her biological mother.

Liu Ruyan asked someone to observe secretly. This was how the original owner came here in the previous life.

Wang Nianqiu brainwashed her constantly in the name of love when she was a child, making her timid and inferior, and bound her with selfish maternal love. She wanted to let go but couldn't, and she wanted to leave but couldn't.

Wang Xiaoyu also experienced the same situation.

Wang Xiaoyu couldn't help but speak out because she was worried about her mother's health.

"Mom, you should drink less! I'm afraid your body can't handle it."

Wang Nianqiu was in high spirits and didn't care about her: "Go away and stop meddling in my business."

"Mom, please consider me. I..." The girl started crying in grievance.

The suppressed heart burst out at this moment, and Wang Xiaoyu didn't know why she felt so aggrieved.

Could it be that the fireworks today were too dazzling, making her want to cry? When she was a child, her grandmother would comfort her when she cried, but she was afraid that her mother would be unhappy, so she never dared to cry or act like a spoiled child in front of her.

"I'm going to college soon, but, but..."