This villain has become a ghost

Not long after, a little boy came skipping in from outside the door, threw himself into the old woman's arms, and shouted happily: "Grandma, I'm back!"

Behind the boy, there was a thin little girl with dirty cheeks, but her face was pretty and lovely. Her big eyes, with distinct black and white, showed dullness and restraint, and she was covered in dust.

Nangong Mingzhu's heart skipped a beat.

This is Yue Liuyun, or the Yue Liuyun from his childhood.

So... this is the world she lives in...

The old woman quickly put down her needlework, kissed his fair and tender face, and said lovingly: "Linlin is back. What do you want to eat? Grandma will make it for you."

“I want to eat fried noodles!”

"Okay, okay, wait, grandma will make it for you right away."

"Grandma, I don't like chili peppers."

"Okay, grandma, no spicy food."

This room is really small. The kitchen utensils, bed and desk are all squeezed together, making it impossible to move your feet.

Xiaoyue Liuyun looked at this loving scene silently, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

In the end, she obediently put her schoolbag on the narrow table, took out a few books, picked up a pen, and started writing under the light.

The smell of cooking smoke filled the dim room, causing her to cough and sneeze several times.

The old man seemed to finally notice Xiaoyue Liuyun's existence. Seeing her dusty clothes and dirty face, he frowned and angrily scolded, "You stupid girl, I finally washed your clothes for you, what did you do to them?"

Xiaoyue Liuyun explained in a stiff tone, "Grandma, it's not my fault. Someone bullied me. They pushed me to the ground and kicked me."

"This is school bullying. I told the teacher and he has punished them."

The old man was horrified. He quickly put down his spatula and looked carefully at the little boy. He said, "How could there be such a bad boy? Linlin, are you okay? Did they bully you?"

Before the boy could speak, Xiaoyue Liuyun said coldly, "Him? He's bullying me with that group of people."

Hearing this, the boy said indignantly, "We were just joking. Who told the teacher to praise her every day, saying she has a super high IQ and a promising future? She's just a stupid little girl..."

The old man angrily said to Xiaoyue Liuyun, "What do you mean by school bullying? Didn't you hear your brother was joking with you? You actually reported your own brother to the teacher. What an ungrateful person!"

The boy made a face at Xiaoyue Liuyun, stuck out his tongue, and acted like a winner.

Xiaoyue Liuyun seemed to have gotten used to this kind of scene. She ignored them and continued reading her book.

"You're pretending again." The boy couldn't stand her behavior and snatched the book from her hand when she wasn't paying attention.

Xiaoyue Liuyun couldn't stand it any longer and said, "Give it back to me! This is the book my teacher lent me, I need to return it."

"No," the boy said with a wicked smile, "If you can't pay it back, let's see if the teacher still likes you."

After saying this, he pretended to open the stove and throw the book into it.

Xiaoyue Liuyun was completely angry. She was two years older than him and had a slight advantage in strength. She quickly grabbed him, took the book back, and pushed him again.

Unexpectedly, the boy lost his balance and placed his hand on the stove, which instantly burned him. He screamed in pain.

"Ahhh-"

The scene before her made the old woman completely panic. She carefully grabbed her grandson's hand and saw a burn scar on it. She was so angry that she pushed Xiaoyue Liuyun to the ground.

Xiaoyue Liuyun's arm hit the corner of the table and she groaned in pain. Stubborn tears welled up in her eyes, but she forced them back.

She supported herself on the ground and stood up, but before she could stand firmly, she was pushed out of the door by the furious old man.

With a "bang", the old man angrily closed the door, locked Xiaoyue Liuyun outside, picked up the medicine box, and treated his grandson's burned palm.

Xiaoyue Liuyun thought that her book was still inside, so she knocked on the door, but was scolded back.

Those unbearable words made her feel at a loss, and she could only sit on the cold stone steps and wait slowly.

It was getting late, the last rays of sunset in the sky were fading away, and the wound on my arm was burning with pain.

She couldn't help it after all.

One drop, two drops, three drops...

Tears overflowed from her eyes and hit the cold stone steps. She lowered her head and made no sound in the gradually darkening sky.

Darkness enveloped the earth, and the cold wind whistled past, bringing a biting chill that made her shiver.

In the end... she still couldn't wait for the door to open.

The night was very cold and she couldn't sit still, otherwise she would freeze to death here.

The moon was hidden behind dark clouds, occasionally revealing a pale light. The trees in the darkness swayed like a group of strange ghosts.

She walked in the darkness, she was the only one left on the long, narrow, old street.

After an unknown amount of time, a bright light and a familiar voice finally appeared.

"Yunyun, why are you here so late?"

A little girl holding a flashlight and holding the snacks she just bought asked with concern.

She is her classmate.

Xiaoyue Liuyun choked up a few times, not knowing where to start. Finally, she said, "Fanfan, I... don't know where to go..."

Seeing her red eyes and shivering from the cold, the little girl quickly grabbed her hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay. Let's go to my house first. I'm alone at home."

The girl's home is warmly decorated. In the middle of the room is a small coffee table with some tea sets and photos on it.

Across from the coffee table is a cozy wooden bed, covered with crisp sheets and comfortable pillows. A small table lamp sits on the bedside table, providing a soft glow.

The girl asked her to sit down first, and then poured her a glass of water.

Xiaoyue Liuyun asked, "Fanfan, can I... borrow your phone?"

"Of course."

The girl handed her the phone.

Xiaoyue Liuyun entered a number and dialed it, and there was a noisy sound from the other end of the phone.

"Hello, who is this?" a gentle female voice sounded.

Xiaoyue Liuyun's voice was a little dry: "Mom, it's me."

"Yunyun, why are you still awake so late? Mom is still working overtime and is a little busy. Tell me what's going on."

Xiaoyue Liuyun said: "...Can you give me some money? I want to live alone. I don't want to live with grandma and the others."

"What nonsense are you talking about, kid? You are so young and you have to go to school. How can you take care of yourself?"

Xiaoyue Liuyun asked, "Will you come back to take care of me?"

"Yunyun, Mom knows you miss her, but your dad and I go out to work for you and your brother. If it weren't for you two, we wouldn't have to work so hard... You have to learn to understand Mom..."

Xiaoyue Liuyun interrupted her familiar long speech and said, "Mom, do you know that grandma doesn't like me? She kicked me out tonight."

"It's late autumn now, and the temperature here can reach -5 degrees Celsius at night. I'm lightly dressed, and if I stay out alone all night, I might freeze to death."