High Climb

【87】

Xiao Rong used to think he was quite strong.

There are very few tears. One is that there is nothing wronged, and the other is that it is troublesome to wipe it with a tissue.

Too many years have passed since I was in the orphanage. After a long time, it has become the old site. The new planning task has not been implemented yet, so it is just left.

Weeds in the yard can be seen outside.

When I was young, the bread was distributed under the eaves over there, and the children lined up to lead them.

There are several big pots every day at the time of the meal. Tomato egg soup and egg flower only float on the top, and only a large handful of seaweed is picked up.

The salt has not been added yet, and there is no smell at all in the mouth.

The afternoon is the happiest time of the day, when someone leads the game.

It's a pity that Xiao Rong is also a bit dull in playing games. An eagle will always be caught when he catches a chick, and he has never caught one of his own eagles.

She simply entertained herself on the horizontal bar on one side.

There are so many children, come and go, the willow trees in the yard have sprouts, and there is another fat aunt.

Every parent who was going to adopt was personally received by the dean’s mother. Xiao Rong sat on Qianqiu, and finally it was her turn, without even looking at it.

The buttocks were not hot, and they were all called to stand in a row.

Finally Xiao Rong was picked away.

Some children used to cry so much when they left, only Xiao Rong was quiet. She looked at the fat woman and thought: Is this my future mother?

She was five years old that year, and she was so beautiful that she shrank her head and her head, and was more lifeless than a lively child.

Adults prefer lively ones.

Xiao Rong didn't understand why this person wanted to take him away.

Later, she lived in the small house, the bright market, the sound of wheels rolling, the sound of shouting, and the sound of fish being unloaded, smashed.

The child sleeps well, and the new parents have long been used to such a life.

There is a grandma who often comes from the country, a basket full of eggs, looking at Xiao Rong, and saying that she can live with her grandma for a few days.

Xiao Rong never said no, she knew how to please adults.

But a lot of things are hidden in her nature, and how she makes tricks is not the best choice of others.

For example, one day she was confused at the dinner table and heard the reason for her adoption.

The elders chatted, and her mother casually said something to find someone for fortune-telling, how big, what kind of, and what direction to find, it will be good for the future. Someone asked about the money, where did you get so much money for the test tube later, and my mother passed by vaguely again.

Talk about eating frugally these years and so on.

The couple have been busy for half their lives, burning incense and worshiping Buddha for decades.

The roasting oven in the roast duck restaurant is full of days and nights, the smell of the kitchen and the sewage environment, the touch of rubber gloves touching the duck carcass, digging into the pores, clamoring to earn more, make a test tube, and have a dear child.

Dear.

I am not kissing.

So what is a pro?

Xiao Rong was silent, picking up the food, she was eating properly, and she only answered when others talked to her.

At the gathering of relatives, she is a kid for people to make fun of. You smile, you go around, alas, Juanzi, your child looks pretty handsome.

Xiao Rong smiled, pretending to be shy and hiding himself.

But what the fortune teller said did seem to make sense. The year Xiao Rong was in elementary school, her mother finally had it.

It’s always hard to do test tube regeneration at a very old age. Grandma also came to take care of it, but the shop was very busy. Xiao Rong hadn’t had a high cashier counter yet. She stepped on a small stool to collect money. Some guests joked and asked her: "Kids, do you know how much you want to find? Money?"

Xiao Rong took the money out of the currency detector and nodded, "I know."

The voice was still childish, and his expression was serious, because he was young, and he always seemed to be in contrast.

"Yes, thank you for coming."

Her arms were covered with two light yellow sleeves, which had long been covered with dirt, and the yellow had turned into natural yellow.

Melt into the store with the whole person.

Everyone in the market must say that the little girl in the roast duck restaurant is quite clever.

The roast duck restaurant closed during the days when his mother gave birth to his brother, and Xiao Rong followed his grandmother to accompany the delivery in the hospital.

Tossing late and late, she fell asleep next to the old man and was slapped on her back.

Everyone was very happy the next day. My brother was very small and soft.

Everyone joked: "You have a younger brother, you have to protect him in the future."

Xiao Rong smiled and said nothing.

In fact, she occasionally wants to go back to the orphanage, either because the home is not good, or her memory is too good.

Remember too many subtleties of differential treatment.

I remember my relatives said she brought it, my mother said she was very expensive, and my father said she was slow to eat.

There is a small pond in the orphanage. It is shallow and has a lot of goldfish. Xiao Rong likes to watch it.

Later, when she left the orphanage, she squatted at the fish shop next door to watch the fish.

The whole market has a strange smell, the ground is always wet, and the sandals feet feel sticky in summer.

The new classmates greeted her with a weird voice when they saw her in the market.

Xiao Rong ignored him.

Her school days

Taciturn and no friends, everyone was scared by this man's exaggerated description countless times.

The world of children is distinct and cruel. What kind of person the parents are, affects the children subtly.

Most people became like that unknowingly.

Xiao Rong felt that he was separated by a river from them.

She walked slowly, and there was a lot of bustle over there, she didn't envy it.

The three words "Roast Duck Girl" are post-it notes attached to the back of the school uniform. They are a paper ball that someone smashed over after riding a bicycle on the way home.

She was indifferent and excluded.

The grades are quite satisfactory, the hair covers the face, the head is bowed all the year round, and the figure is thinner than the boy in adolescence, like a pot of cactus that will never die of thirst.

Until I met Jing Tianyue, the cactus bloomed.

Jing Tianyue had never experienced such a life at all, and it was not that she hadn't talked about the past when she was with Xiao Rong.

However, Xiao Rong's and hers had always had a gap in the past. Jing Tianyue could feel Xiao Rong's hard work trying to portray the past more sunny, but it was counterproductive.

The more exaggerated it is, it makes Jing Tianyue feel so dejected.

No wonder he looks mature at a young age.

The hotness of the women's group period is really acting, and the positive energy that is infinitely close to the market wants will make it look world-weary in the non-business period.

It’s not unreasonable to think carefully about what netizens say that your idols are good at acting except when you are acting.

But except for Xiao Rong.

It took more than two years for Jing Tianyue to understand why Xiao Rong played Xiaoyu so tense.

This person was born with the environment in which she exists, empathizing with Xiaoyu.

Empathy is an actor's greatest advantage, but sometimes success also empathizes, and failure also empathizes.

So that Jing Tianyue just couldn't tell whether Xiao Rong's affection for her was because of the drama or something else.

After slowly peeling it off, I discovered that the most precious treasure was hidden inside.

Xiao Rong took Jing Tianyue's hand, and her cheek was pressed against Jing Tianyue's palm, like a kitten.

Jing Tianyue even thought she was a furry little animal.

She said, "Can I go down and have a look?"

Xiao Rong gave a hum and hiccup, and then he was very embarrassed, not daring to look at Jing Tianyue, and got out of the car.

Jing Tianyue got out of the car and took her hand, leaning on Xiao Rong's body, "Little Xiao Rong, introduce this welfare institution."

Xiao Rong's words were poor for a while, and it took a while before he said: "There is a small pond, and the fish are very cute."

Jing Tianyue: "Can you still fish when you were young?"

Xiao Rong: "Can't..."

The words sounded weird, Jing Tianyue hummed, and the ending sounded upwards.

Xiao Rong put his hand in his clothes pocket, "I fished it, but the dean's mother beat her palm."

"Does it hurt?"

Jing Tianyue pulled up Xiao Rong's hand. Xiao Rong's hand had many cocoons, which was more than enough to make a hand model compared to Jing Tianyue's hands.

"It doesn't hurt, just hit it symbolically."

Xiao Rong's hand was pulled up by Jing Tianyue, and she grabbed the opponent's hand with her backhand, and inserted her fingers between the opponent's fingers, like she was entangled.

"Is it my strength to beat you like this"

Jing Tianyue released Xiao Rong's arm, went down, and patted Xiao Rong's ass.

Xiao Rong trembled, and cast his eyes down and said, "Isn't there, you don't spank."

Jing Tianyue said, "I think children spank more."

Xiao Rong thought for a while: "Because someone was putting a book in his butt, so I changed it."

Her memory is actually very blurred. Memories are sometimes the biggest filter, removing all the sad ones, making people feel happy if they come here.

Jing Tianyue: "So tiger, how about you?"

Xiao Rong: "I was beaten for fishing, and the other...no more."

She shook her head, took off her wig and set her hair to reach her ears. She had a long neck and a bright red stud on her ears. The snow-white skin was stained with red, and she was still scratching her heart and lungs under the old street lamp.

Jing Tianyue suppressed his inner thoughts, leaning against Xiao Rong, "What do you usually do?"

Xiao Rong: "There are volunteers to teach calligraphy, and some teach music and dancing."

Jing Tianyue: "Did you learn it then?"

Xiao Rong shook his head. The houses on this road are very old.

Many, many years ago, it was crowded with food stalls.

"I only danced in junior high school."

Jing Tianyue: "Send you home?"

Xiao Rong: "I...I went to jump with people in the square."

After she finished speaking, she felt a little funny, "I met a training class called Lao Wei, and a singing contest with students. He insisted on me to go."

Jing Tianyue: "Very visionary."

Xiao Rong lowered his head, "The old guard is very good to me and he doesn't charge me any money."

Jing Tianyue: "Is a good person."

"He will show me news of Xinghai's recruitment of trainees."

"Then are you the one who will go?"

The door of the orphanage was locked, and there was a bench at the door. Xiao Rong wiped it and sat down with Jing Tianyue.

The surroundings are very empty, and the evening breeze is slow.

"No, I met my mother when I went to Beijing to see a doctor

Scout. "

Xiao Rong paused, and a sigh came out of her throat, "Actually, I didn't plan to go because it was too far. Being a star is so far away. I didn't know what I wanted to do when I grew up, but I never thought of doing this. ."

Jing Tianyue leaned on her shoulder, Xiao Rong grabbed her hand and played.

"But I met you."

Xiao Rong's finger rubbed Jing Tianyue's ring finger. There used to be a ring, but now there is nothing.

"Fortunately, I met you."

Xiao Rong's voice was still a little choked, "Fortunately you are here."

Jing Tianyue let her play with her hands, but after a while, Xiao Rong didn't know where to take out a ring and put it on Jing Tianyue.

Jing Tianyue was stunned for a moment and looked at Xiao Rong.

Xiao Rong lowered his eyes and met her eyes, "Isn't it good-looking?"

Jing Tianyue still did not speak.

Xiao Rong was a little lost, rubbing the ring with her fingers. Jing Tianyue's hands were long and thin and she was wearing a ring. The ring she gave was particularly beautiful.

"I will put it on for you without authorization, yes..."

Before she finished speaking, she was held in her face and kissed directly.

The kiss was a bit too long, and a bit too hot, the lower lip was bitten, the tongue licked carefully across the lips, knocked the door and got in, soft and soft intertwined, Xiao Rong couldn't help closing his eyes on the spot, the dim light Next, the red mole on her eyelid complements the red on her ear.

It's like sticking that rose into my heart.

Xiao Rong couldn't breathe from the kiss, Jing Tianyue's hand twisted her earlobe in the gap of the breath, her eyes were dim: "Just give the ring and not propose?"

The author has something to say: The Green Word Factory is closed today

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