Like a swallow returning to its nest

"Give me the phone." Xiao Lai didn't rush out, and spread his palms towards Fang Jian.

"Didn't they all agree to leave..." She sounded like a mosquito, and handed over the phone honestly.

Xiao Lai unlocks his face, slides his thumb to open the photo album, and zooms in on the picture——Violin solo: "Song of the Matador"; Wan Menglian.

Zhao Lian, Wan Menglian, violin.

This woman even gave herself a stage name.

The conversation between Boss Liu and Zhao Lian was blown intermittently by the north wind. They were old acquaintances. Zhao Lian's words meant that he thought the money was underpaid, and said that he had a new play to be released soon. The star secretly came to open the business for him without telling the company and his assistants, and you sent the beggar for such a small amount of money.

The hand surnamed Liu uncleanly squeezed her waist twice, leaned close to her ear and whispered something, she kept a proper distance with her left hand, and said with a joke: "My brother, how much pork can grow in five years?" I'm back."

The one surnamed Liu was very rude, "It's still pork no matter how much it goes up, you are old and thick-skinned, and you still treat yourself as a treasure?"

Zhao Lian smiled, "There are tender ones, do you think they will take care of you? You deserve leftovers."

The one surnamed Liu touched his lips and looked back. Xiao Lai stood with his hands in his pockets and watched coldly in the open space. The one surnamed Liu turned his face away as if nothing had happened, and greeted with a smile: "Dinner near the car dealership tonight, everyone come."

Fang Jian leaned against the stacked black boxes, lowered her head and said, "The host is calling you."

If she doesn't leave, she has to finish singing. It's not easy to come all the way, she has to earn money, and she has to clean up.

Xiao Lai was annoyed, "You don't pretend to cry anymore? You pretend to be quite like you, tears come when you say it."

Fang Jian stomped her feet anxiously, "Stop talking, the host is urging you!"

Xiao Lai took off his coat and threw it to her, "Keep an eye here, don't let anyone go."

Fang Jian bowed her head and said nothing.

Xiao Lai asked, "Did you hear that?"

Fang Jian: "I heard it!"

"Being a man has a bit of backbone. Repay kindness with kindness and revenge with revenge. What are you afraid of when I'm here? Come one and I'll take care of one, come a pair and I'll take care of a pair." Xiao Lai said this and left, jumping up the steps in two or three steps, After taking the microphone, he enthusiastically greeted the audience, completely unaffected by what happened just now.

Fang Jian hid behind the black box and shrunk herself into a small ball. She didn't want Xiao Lai to cause trouble, but she was vaguely looking forward to something.

There is only one person in this world who is devoted to her, and that person is Xiao Lai.Only Lai.

Without Xiao Lai, she might not be alive today. Xiao Lai is always very brave.

For a long time, the express or hint received from parents and others is: Isn't it all because you broke her piano?It was you who fell ill first and broke someone's piano.Zhao Lian is certainly hateful, but if you were healthy, how could you provoke someone like her?

Listen to what Zhao Lian said, treat yourself as a bowl of leftovers, any wild dog on the side of the road, as long as it is profitable, you can come and eat it.

She is not a good thing, you are clean?Didn't you go crazy to provoke her first?

But even if Fang Jian broke Zhao Lian's piano first, she would be compensated. Does Fang Jian deserve what happened next?She was framed and wronged, so she was admitted to the hospital, and she deserved it for her repeated attempts to hang herself?

Does she have to die to make these people shut up?

Maybe not, if Fang Jian really died because of this, they would still say: This person's psychological quality is too poor, what a big deal, as for what, no wonder he got sick, his brain is sick.

The right and wrong are clear, but they still have to pretend to be deaf and dumb, and insist on spreading the victim's guilty remarks: girls are raped and molested because they wear too little clothes; You are being bullied alone, why don't they bully others?

Taking a step back, the sea and the sky are wide open, can't you be imaginary and submissive?Can't you wear more?How can you die if you touch you? If you don't fight back, you will just slap and spit. If you fight back, you will be in the ICU. Do you think it is worth it?

Maslow's hierarchy of needs theory divides human needs into five categories: physiological needs, safety needs, love and belonging, esteem needs, and self-actualization.

With the development of scientific and technological civilization, there are still many people who cannot even meet their basic security needs. Whenever it is a mistake to protect their basic rights and interests, they can only blindly retreat and tolerate.

Will the villains stop there?No, they will only get worse and get bigger.

In addition to the atrocities of the villains, what killed them was also countless preaching faces that had nothing to do with themselves.

So what if she tricks you?Flies don't bite a seamless egg, a slap doesn't make a sound, and if you don't throw her piano, nothing will happen. Mental illness deserves to be punished.

Fang Jian has heard too many things like this.

There must be many people in this world who have experienced similar experiences to her. What is terrible is not the violent injuries that did not kill them, but the mouths soaked in poisonous juice and the tongues that are rotten and sore.

I only hope that they have the same opportunity to encounter bad luck, otherwise how to wake them up, where can they experience the heart-wrenching despair and helplessness?

When Xiao Lai came back, Zhao Lian and Liu had left, and asked Fang Jian, "Where is he?"

Fang Jianxu pointed, "I went to eat western food."

"What Western food to eat?" Xiao Lai was at a loss.

Fang Jian whispered: "Then go to the hotel."

"Why are you going to the hotel?" Xiao Lai asked.

She pursed her lips tightly, unable to speak.

Xiao Lai understood, she was speechless for a while, and waved her hands weakly for a while, "Forget it, go back first."

It was too cold, she had to take a hot bath first, and she had to have a full meal.Everyone knows to have a Western meal before going to work.

Xiao Lai was soaking in the bathtub, Fang Jian obediently rubbed her back, saw her round little fingers searching for Wan Menglian's name in the browser, clicking on the links one by one to check.

Wan Menglian does have a movie coming up next month, the second female lead in a low-budget micro-movie, the movie poster is cheap and explicit, and it smells like plastic.

From the audience's point of view, this type of movie is often listed on the homepage of the platform with high ratings, unknown directors and unknown actors, and a messy plot that even movie commentary bloggers don't bother to complain about.

She is really very muddled, so muddled that there is no black material, she has four girls and five dozen soy sauces all year round, she has a pretty face like her, and there are too many people who have graduated from higher education institutions and have a specialty.

It’s not enough to be beautiful, you have to be beautiful to be iconic, special, and luck is also very important. If you want to get ahead in the industry, talent and face come after connections.

Of course, acting is only her superficial career, and she is likely to continue to do her old job. Acting is just a beautiful coat for her to dress herself up and increase the price.

Zhao Lian couldn't run away, she came to pick up work today, there was a four-star hotel near the car dealership, Xiao Lai and Fang Jian went downstairs to wait in the hotel lobby after taking a shower, and after a while, they saw Zhao Lian holding hands with a man surnamed Liu The hands came in, and the two registered at the front desk and took the elevator upstairs directly.

Zhao Lian was holding the piano case in his hand, Xiao Lai pointed it out and asked, "Is that the piano?"

Fang Jian said yes, she could hear the timbre of Qin, and Zhao Lian loved Qin more than herself.

"It's been almost five years. I thought she would live well after she stopped worrying about tuition fees. After a long, long time, I hope she will live well and study hard. Because I can't study anymore, and Not being able to play the piano anymore, she tried her best to get a chance to continue studying...but she didn't seem to take it seriously."

Xiao Lai: "It is said in "Queen of the Broken Head": She was still too young at that time, and she didn't know that all the gifts given by fate had already marked the price secretly. Vanity will change a person, if she does not do peripheral work now, but We didn’t have the chance to meet her when she graduated and joined the band to perform with the team. She plays the piano very well and works hard. It’s not difficult to get into the band, at least it’s easier than being the number one female. Even if she doesn’t get into the band, there are many The way to make a living. You don't have to pity her, it's all her own choice, she is not wronged at all, you know?"

Do you think she will just keep her own life and wash her hands?That was just the beginning of her downfall.She caused misery to others, squandered her stolen life, couldn't quit her vanity, and rotted and stinks in the muddy pond.

Zhao Lian's contempt for her was the most unacceptable thing Fang Jian could do.

At [-]:[-] in the evening, before Zhao Lian went downstairs, the concert started at the nearby open-air stadium. The venue was full of voices and colorful lights, igniting half of the cold sky.

In a small restaurant opposite the hotel, the two of them were sitting side by side, facing the hotel gate with a bowl of rice in their mouths. Xiao Feng called and asked where to eat tonight. After disconnecting the phone, I asked the boss for a small bottle of white wine, unscrewed the cap and looked up to do it.

Fang Jian was startled, and hurriedly threw away her job bowl to grab it, but it was too late, and half a bottle had already gone down.

Xiao Lai coughed, Fang Jian fed water and followed her back, "Why are you drinking?"

"Drink to build up courage, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it, I'm afraid I'll hit her too lightly!"

As soon as the words fell, the revolving door of the hotel turned and a person came out. Xiao Lai's eyes lit up, he threw away his chopsticks and ran away.

The woman is carrying a wooden piano case, and the black cashmere coat is flying with her steps. The high-heeled shoes are knocking on the pavement tiles in a leisurely manner. Half of a metal-colored shackle is hung on the thin ankle that is purple and red in the cold in late November, and there are faint spots in it. blood.

After drinking half a bottle of white wine, the throat and esophagus became hot, and his mind became unclear. Xiao Lai stumbled across the road, stopped on the side of the road, and shouted forward, "Zhao Lian!"

She paused almost imperceptibly, never turned her head, and kept walking at a constant speed.

The wind picked up, the drizzle became dense, and ice needles seemed to pierce people's faces. The three of them walked back and forth, and the road became more and more deviated. The rough asphalt road was soaked by the rain, and the secluded old street was like a river frozen in time. The surface of the river is covered with wide sycamore leaves, and there are few pedestrians on the road. Her erratic ghost appears and disappears in the sparse shade of trees.

Xiao Lai followed closely, preventing her from suddenly speeding up and running away.

Finally, blood came out from her Achilles tendon, and she couldn't stand it any longer, so she sat down on a roadside flower bed.

Carefully put down the piano case, Zhao Lian lit a cigarette for herself, squinted her eyes and took a deep breath, sighed, "Actually, I recognized you a long time ago, when you were in the convenience store, you were still the same as before, Not much has changed."

Fang Jian stopped three steps away from her, and Xiao Lai walked up to her, "You haven't changed, bitch."

"Who are you?" Zhao Lian raised his face and asked.

She is indeed beautiful, with a cold and indifferent appearance, thin lips and shallow eyebrows, narrow and long eyes, she is still young, and her flesh can support her cheekbones.

His eyes were full of sadness, indifference, and almost no sense of morality.

She tells you plainly that she is not a good person, and you can only blame your bad luck for being fooled.

Pretty, but not an attractive face.

"Who the hell do you care about me?" Xiao Lai slapped her cigarette away with a slap.

"What are you doing!" Zhao Lian felt that he had underestimated the girl in front of him, his body leaned back slightly, and the hand holding the cigarette subconsciously blocked his face.The face is her facade.

"I want you to apologize to Fang Jian." Xiao Lai said every word.

"Why should I apologize to her?" Zhao Lian asked back, her eyes were empty, she deliberately avoided Fang Jian, and stared at the big-eyed little lunatic in front of her.

If Fang Jian was standing in front of her fiercely and demanding her to apologize, Zhao Lian might be bolder and more justified.

But Fang Jian has never been like this. How many times, she looked at her sadly, with puzzlement and helplessness written on her face.

How many times, when no one was around, she asked: Why did you do this to me?It was my fault that I broke your piano, but I have already paid you, why don't you let me go.

Why, of course, because you are a bully.

A child raised by a rich family, who doesn't understand the world, doesn't judge people's hearts, is simple and kind, and is best bullied or cheated.What kind of bipolar disorder and depression are diseases that only rich people get when they are full.

If there is no tile to cover the head, no inch to cover the body, no drop of rice to enter, how can there be time to cry in the mirror, mourning the spring and autumn?

Why Fang Jian?Zhao Lian asked herself the same question, but there was no one more suitable than Fang Jian.

"So, you still don't think you were wrong, do you?" Xiao Lai asked.

"Why didn't you continue to play the piano." Fang Jian walked in front of her, feeling extremely distressed, tears fell uncontrollably, "You...you have no money, you hurt me, you are doing it for yourself, okay, it doesn't matter, you study hard , Practice the piano well, the money is not wasted, but why... why do you continue to do this. "

"So what about me?" Zhao Lian tilted his head, fooling around.

"What do you say about you?" Xiao Lai pushed her.

"What about me?!" Zhao Lian raised his voice.

It's louder than that, Xiao Lai leaned over and yelled at her, "Say it yourself, you're too embarrassed to talk about what you did yourself, you still have toys hanging on your feet, why did you go upstairs with Liu It won't come down for an hour, tell me!"

Zhao Lian laughed shamelessly, "I said I will perform violin for him on it, Labbeethoven, Labach, Ramendelssohn, do you believe it?"

"Of course I believe it!" Xiao Lai said, "Fang Jian gave you the chance to study and the chance to play the piano. Fang's family invested 10,000+ in tuition fees for three years and cultivated a high-level chicken. What are you talking about?" I believe it, really."

"Yeah! I'm a high-class chicken. It's faster to get money lying down than standing up. Why don't I lie down or stand up! You are all innocent, I am the dirtiest! Let's go!"

"Of course you are dirty. You are dirty from the inside to the outside. A person like you, no matter how well packaged, is still a mass of mud inside, and the stench is overwhelming!"

Xiao Lai grabbed her by the collar and pinned her down in the bushes of the green belt, her tune was up and down, emotionally, "Do you know that you made her unable to play the piano anymore, and she was locked up in a mental hospital, Almost died several times! She was miserable enough, without you hurting her, she was miserable enough! Why did you, why did you, why did you have to kill her, did you hurt her? How the hell are you doing now? It's all the same! You don't know how to cherish what you get!"

"It's none of my business!" Zhao Lian shook his head and yelled frantically, "It's my fault that she can't play the piano? Who made her mentally ill! It's not my fault that she is mentally ill! I just want to make some money! Your money Too much! What's wrong with sharing a little bit with me?!"

"You can still earn money by continuing to do your old job. You are not doing it now. You play such a good piano, go to such an expensive and good school, and make your life worse than death. What do you get in the end? "

"Why didn't I study after I passed the exam? I can't learn the piano? I can only be a poor worker?"

"First of all, poor migrant workers didn't hire you to provoke you. They are self-reliant. Of course, you are free to do what you want, no one cares about you, but you should not hurt innocent people."

"You know what a fart." Zhao Lian spat at her.

"A stinky cousin who doesn't know how to repent." Xiao Lai slapped her several times.

The two fought, Zhao Lianwu scratched with ten long nails, Xiao Lai immediately had a bloody gash from the lower eyelid to the bridge of the nose, subconsciously closed his eyes, Zhao Lian reached out and touched a stone in the bushes, without even thinking about it Just hit her on the head.

Xiao Lai let out a muffled grunt, her forehead was in severe pain, her face felt hot, her eyes were covered with blood, and when she put her hand over her forehead, she was pushed against her stomach by her knee, and was kicked to the ground.

Fang Jian screamed and jumped up to hug Xiao Lai, Zhao Lian picked up Qin and ran away. After running a few steps, her shoe sprained her foot and fell to the ground. keep running.

"I hate her." Wiping the blood on his face with the back of his hand, Xiao Lai jumped up and chased after him without delay. Fang Jian picked up the blood-stained stone and ran after him.

I didn't want to get rough with her at first, so I slapped her twice to teach her a lesson. This female cousin is cruel and merciless. Today it's either you or me.

Zhao Lian turned around, and a little lunatic rolled over like a hot wheel. The road was not too far away. It was cold and raining, and no one could be seen, and no one came to rescue her. Who could save her?Seeing that Fang Jian was really lucky, a little lunatic found somewhere was willing to be her thug.

Who can help her, Zhao Lian?No one has ever helped her, she has never been alone.

The shackles were grinding every step, and the ground was cold and slippery. Zhao Lian was caught up with him within a few steps, got kicked in the hollow of his knee, bent his legs and fell to his knees, and the piano case flew out again.

The skin on her knee was broken, and it hurt like a fire, but it was nothing compared to the suffering and sins she had suffered since she was a child.

They speak lightly, have they ever been stripped naked by their mother, tied to a tree and beaten at the age of 13?Did they eat belts dipped in salt water?Were they nearly drowned when they were pulled by their hair and held down in the water basin?

Even standing and talking doesn't hurt my back.

Zhao Lian quickly turned around and got up. In this line of work, it is inevitable that you will encounter perverts. She has also learned a few self-defense techniques, but in actual combat, she is fucking messy. When dealing with men, she will always be the third way, and when dealing with women, she will pull her hair. Faces never go out of style.

But this time she encountered a hard stubble, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, she was pulled by her arm, and she was elbowed on the bridge of her nose, and the fishy sweetness poured into her mouth.

Xiao Lai pulled her hair with his backhand, and kicked her knees at the same time. Zhao Lian knelt down, and his hands were cut behind his back. Xiao Lai grabbed her hair and pulled it down violently. Zhao Lian was forced to raise his face. The speed at which each strand of rain falls can be seen clearly.

After trying to move a few times, the little lunatic was as strong as an ox, but he couldn't break free, and her heart was filled with sadness.Sure enough, you will have to pay back sooner or later.

Fang Jian ran over panting while clutching a stone, Xiao Lai wiped off the blood covering her eyelids with one hand, nodded her chin, "hit her."

Fang Jian pursed her lips, raised the stone high, lowered it, and lightly tapped Zhao Lian on the forehead.

Time paused for two seconds, and the rain almost stopped falling.

Xiao Lai frowned in pain, "I'm... a coward, slap her!"

"She doesn't have this ability!" Zhao Lian screamed, the pain all over her body made her expression grim, blood flowed from her nose and mouth, flowed down her neck and into her collar, and she glanced sideways, that little lunatic was not very good , blood trickled down the side of the head of the red clothes.

Fang Jian threw a stone, and stretched out his hand tremblingly. Xiao Lai grabbed her hand and clubbed Zhao Lian, "If you have a grudge, you have revenge. If you hate her, beat her!"

"Xiao Lai, you are still bleeding..." Fang Jian burst into tears.

"Leave me alone!" Xiao Lai roared.I really want to give her a kick.

Zhao Lian struggled a few times, Xiao Lai twisted her arm hard, she let out a "hum" in pain, then gritted her teeth fiercely, "She has the guts to fight with me, I will recognize you as my mother today!"

As soon as the words fell, Fang Jian hugged her head, bent down and "boomed" and smashed it with his forehead.

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