Chapter 52 forty six

At the end of the summer vacation, when Mo Fan came to visit Mai Le, he frowned and whispered to me that Hu Weile hadn't come back yet. At that time, Mai Le was already awake. I don't know, did she realize that she should find a harder shell for such a thin body?Most of the time, she doesn't look at me, she just sits in a corner and counts the sunshine.I buried my head deeply and didn't dare to raise my head. In fact, Mai Le, I know that you woke up very early.It's just that in this world, there is no fortress that can protect you comprehensively, so you don't want to wake up anymore. Now, when you wake up, you still seem to be in a dream and refuse to communicate with the outside world.

I suddenly remembered that when Mai Le, who was hiding outside the wall and eavesdropping, and I heard Qin Lan expose Huang Xiaoshi's diary, the dialogue between Mai Le and me about the "hurt" between friends—— Mai Le said, if you hurt me, Mo Chun, she smiled softly, bit her lower lip, looked at me, and didn't say anything more. I said, if I hurt you, kill me. Mai Le said, if you hurt me, I will forgive you!Because I know that unless you have no choice but to, Yu Mochun, a stinky woman, will never hurt Yao Maile, who is beautiful and beautiful. Thinking of this, I suddenly looked up and looked at Mai Le, who had been indirectly hurt so many times by me, who was staring at the sun in a daze. I gently grabbed her gauze-wrapped hand and said, Mai Le, I Finally hurt you, you kill me!

Mai Le's gaze slowly fell from the sunlight in front of the window and landed on me. She seemed to be thinking about something in pain. The expression on her face was dignified and weird. In the end, she didn't look at me and continued to count the sunshine , while counting, while murmuring, those thin words in the throat are obviously old-fashioned language, if others don’t understand, they can understand, but, I have experienced them before, I can still hear them, Mai Le’s almost dreamlike voice ——If you...if...you hurt...me, I will...forgive you!Because...I know, you didn't...mean...Yu Mochun...this stinky woman...would never...hurt...the beautiful...Yao Maile!

At that moment, I finally grinned and cried bitterly in front of this scarred girl. She said, I know, you...didn't do it on purpose...Yu Mochun...this stinky woman...would never...harm...the beautiful...Yao Maile! Later, in order to cooperate with the treatment, Mai Le shaved off all his hair, and his head was bare, like a fool.His eyes were still clear, but he didn't speak much. At that time, reports about the black brick kilns in Shanxi pervaded the entire media, and Mo Fan often stared at the newspaper in a daze.I foolishly thought at the time, if Mai Le hadn't suffered that serious injury, he would have joked that, damn it, Hu Weile probably stayed in the black brick kiln.

As it turns out, I am indeed a crow. When Zhang Zhichuang brought the news about Hu Weile, Mo Fan, Ji Rongge and I were accompanying Mai Le.Mai Le didn't even look at Zhang Zhichuang, just stared at the sun in a daze, and Zhang Zhichuang just glanced at Mai Le who was covered in bruises, then turned and left. In this world, in love, don't compare who is harder-hearted than the other!That will make you colder and colder. After Mo Fan heard the news about Hu Weile, he rushed out of the door desperately!Ji Rongge and I were stunned by the news at first, then, worried, we followed Mo Fan closely.

At that time, the sun was very poisonous, shining on our skin unscrupulously. Mo Fan didn't stop, and kept running until he reached the police station. It turns out that fate will not stop giving you sorrow because you want to cry but have no tears. When the little black man appeared in front of us, Mo Fan tensed up, looking at the little black man who was giggling and dancing, his eyes gradually became red Cohesion. Is that little black man Hu Weile?Is it that good brother Hu Weile who hangs out with him all day long?Was it Hu Weile who once took off his shoes to him when they first met?

It had been a month and a half since we left. Zhang Zhichuang said that Hu Weile had been imprisoned in the black brick kiln for more than a month, and he was out of order. Mo Fan, who had been silent all this time, opened his mouth and cried loudly. He hugged Hu Weile tightly who was laughing and dancing, but Hu Weile ignored him. On the contrary, he felt that the person hugging him was annoying and disturbed own dance.So, he raised his black hands full of bruises and pushed Mo Fan to the ground heavily. He still smiled foolishly, and then danced non-stop. The shoes on his feet were black and had been trampled to pieces.

After Mo Fan saw it, he bent down and cried while hugging his leg. Hu Weile continued to dance, kicking Mo Fan's stomach no matter what.My heart is full of pain, everything in front of me is really not what I expected, I just thought that this child ran away from home, but I didn't expect that in the current society, there are still such brutal and cruel "slavery" behaviors like the black brick kilns in Shanxi ! I raised my hand tremblingly, wanting to reach out, but Mo Fan blocked it. No mercy! Yes, in the eyes of this seventeen-year-old boy, it was my meanness that caused his good brother to leave—just to make money and buy me a ring, just to prove that he has the right to love me!

And it was this exodus that caused him, who wanted to make money, to be abducted and sold into a black brick kiln in Shanxi by human traffickers... Although Mo Fan won't yell at me, but I know that he hates me, and he has already started to hate me! But, bastard Mo Fan, that's not what I want! I could only look at Hu Weile stupidly, watching his non-stop silly smile. While crying, Mo Fan took off the new shoes he bought with wages. He cried and took off the old open-toed shoes for Hu Weile, and then cried and replaced him with his own new shoes.Just like when they first met when they were young, Hu Weile took off his new shoes and replaced the shabby pair of fake double stars on his feet.

But Hu Weile did not cherish the new shoes, he continued to dance and dance, and finally took off the shoes that Mo Fanxin put on him... That day, at the police station, Mo Fan cried while hugging the two new shoes that Hu Weile jumped off. I looked at all this in front of me and wanted to cry but had no tears. Those youthful scars, there is no one except the years.Can smooth it out? Many times when the weather is fine, Mo Fan is always with Hu Weile. Two exquisite teenagers. He smirked, and he smirked, he danced, and he danced, and finally he drooled and laughed at the one who always imitated himself and said, fool.He couldn't help crying again.

The weather is so nice and the sun is so bright. Under the sun, two boys over flowers, one is giggling and dancing, the other is hugging and crying. And in another corner of the world, I accompany Mai Le who has woken up but still lives in his own world. Her head was bald and her face was scarred, but her eyes were still large and beautiful. She often stared at the sky in a daze and didn't say a word all day. However, one day, she spoke suddenly, she lowered her head, looked at her severely deformed chest through her clothes, and said, Mo Chun, if I give birth to a baby in the future, you can feed me well ?I don't want to starve it. I nodded gently, weeping.