I Love You Every Time You Play

Yan Anzhen, who was holding her hair, gritted her teeth, and the shadow of her childhood reappeared. She could detect that her fingers were shaking uncontrollably, but she couldn't control it. The blood-saturated eyes were close at hand. , Staring at her coldly, nightmarish words reverberating in her ears after many years:

"Do you like women?"

After the initial consternation and fear, the thought of resistance came late. She is no longer the ignorant ten-year-old boy. After so many years, she has to learn one thing.

Yan Anzhen did not answer his question, but bent her arm and smashed Yan Yujing's chest without hesitation. The latter was in a state of madness. For a moment, she didn't expect that she had the courage to resist, and she suffered a blow to her chest. The dull pain from everywhere caused him to temporarily relax the strength of his hand, and she quickly moved away from him, and across the coffee table, the two looked at each other coldly.

Yan Yujing said, "A Meng and I are very disappointed in you."

Yan Anzhen didn't speak, and was on guard.

Yan Yu didn't move, but his face looked more gloomy: "We have worked so hard to nurture you and brought out a pervert. Are you worthy of her?"

Yan Anzhen was firm in her heart and was not stabbed by him. She only said: "Mom will respect every decision I make, and it is not wrong that my sexual orientation is different from that of the public."

She knew that Yan Yujing couldn't listen.

Sure enough, he listened to a sneer from the corner of his mouth, and his eyebrows were full of sarcasm. Those round eyes, which should have been gentle and innocent, were full of fierceness at the moment, very different from the bookish man in the photo. He said: "You showed this weird clue when you were a kid. At that time, I thought I had corrected your thinking. I didn't expect that I was negligent. I didn't notice that you were just hiding." The tone was thick. Hatred and regret.

The only thing he regrets now is that he has not been able to suppress this disgusting thought since he was a child, and let it develop and grow into the current situation.

"When I was young".

Yan Anzhen trembled suddenly.

Even the heart began to tremble, and the heart-wrenching pain spread from the chest and swept across the limbs.

Those scenes could no longer be restrained, the flood like a bank bursting from the corner of her memory churned out and flooded her in an instant, she felt suffocated.

On her way from school with Ashu, in the park where she and Ashu were swinging together, wherever they co-exist, there was a shadow that couldn’t be shaken away. That shadow followed her firmly and drove her He and Ashu's every move is in sight.

But at that time she had other concerns and did not notice the gaze from her father.

At that time, some precocious male classmates in the class confessed to female classmates, and sent flowers in a decent way. She happened to run into these scenes with pink bubbles floating in them, and she knew that this is what happens between men and women. "Love", but she was confused because she found that she didn't have the kind of longing for this kind of "love".

Xiao Yan Anzhen would think about these things when she couldn't sleep. Thinking about her, she realized that she didn't expect this kind of intimacy, but when she imagined these scenes, the first thing that came to mind was...Ashu.

She was surprised.

The object of her fantasy love is A Shu.

At that age, Yan Anzhen still couldn't accurately recognize this strange emotion. She only felt that she did not reject being close to A Shu, and even liked it a little bit. Whenever she looked at the naughty boys in the class, she would think that Ashu was much more cute than them, not only smart, but also gentle and laughing, like a cozy cat raised by a neighbor.

Not only did Ashu suddenly appear in Yan Anzhen's life, she also accompanied her through the most difficult days of her mother's death. Her father was like a different person, and she didn't dare to approach him anymore. So on those sleepless nights, she always quietly ran out to find A Shu, A Shu would comfort her, accompany her quietly, and tell her not to hold back when she is sad. Crying is also a way to vent her emotions.

She choked and said, "Thank you, Ashu."

Ashu touched her face gently, wiped her tears away, and said softly, "I will be whenever and wherever you need me."

Sometimes A Shu really doesn't look like a ten-year-old girl, and there is always an emotion that Yan Anzhen can't understand in her quiet eyes.

But Ashu is a liar.

Just as Yan Anzhen didn't know where A Shu came from, she didn't know when she would leave.

It was dusk, Yan Anzhen, as always, saw Ah Shu on the way after school. She walked towards her at the sunset, looking sad, but smiling.

Suddenly she felt uneasy and grabbed Ashu by the sleeve and asked, "What happened?"

A Shu reversed her hand and smiled and said, "I'm leaving, A Zhen."

Yan Anzhen: "Do you want to move? Where are you moving? Can I find you?"

A Shu leaned closer, leaned close to her ear, and whispered softly, "I hope A Zhen can be happy forever."

She felt itchy cheeks.

Since that day, Yan Anzhen has never seen A Shu again. She is like a dewdrop. As soon as the sun rises the next day, she disappears.

However, Yan Yujing saw the dusk.

Yan Anzhen still remembers that late that night, Yan Yu pulled her by the hair and pulled her off the bed. Regardless of her weeping and apology, she almost dragged her to a small room. The small room has been locked since the mother's death, and now it is reopened, and the smell of dust and mold blows over your face. It is dark and there is no light or shadow.

Yan Yujing pushed her in, smeared her and kicked her. I don't know where the kick was, but only heard the girl scream and fell to the ground with an unstable center of gravity.

He turned on the flashlight function of the phone, and the pale light shone straight on the girl's face. The girl couldn't see anything, narrowed her eyes, and couldn't stop sobbing.

She didn't even know what she had done wrong.

Yan Yujing's voice was very strange. He appeared empty in this room. He said, "Who is that girl?"

There was no clear direction, but Yan Anzhen's first reaction was Ah Shu.

She was crying and said: "She is my friend, her name is Ashu, I don't know anything else...I hurt my dad..."

Now that I think about it, Yan Anzhen knows very little about the girl who participated in the turning point in her life or even became the turning point, only one name.

Yan Yu stared at her condescendingly, not moved by her crying, and said gloomily, "Friend?"

Before she could answer, Yan Yu squatted down, pinched her arm hard, forced her to look at him, and asked word by word: "Do you like her?"

How can it be.

Yan Anzhen wanted to answer, but the fantasies about the partner in those nights made her hesitate for a second.

This second of hesitation fell into Yan Yujing's eyes. He laughed inexplicably, and suddenly walked out of the room, and quickly came in with a notebook. The click of his fingers on the keyboard was very loud in this quiet room, without any rush, with a kind of executioner. Random before the murder.

Yan Anzhen didn't know what would happen next, and the only thing she could do was curl up in the corner and let her fear drown her.

——I will be whenever and wherever you need me.

Ashu, where are you, I need you.

Tears gushed crazily from her eye sockets, she bit her lip, biting her mouth too hard, and a **** smell rushed into her mouth.

"An Zhen, your mother's biggest wish before leaving is to hope you can grow up well." Yan Yujing stopped typing on the keyboard, and turned the computer screen at her, saying coldly, "She doesn't want you to grow up." crooked."

Yan Anzhen's heart beat hard, her pupils dilated, her breathing increased, and she felt that a hammer had given her Tian Ling Gai a hard blow.

Constant dizziness.

The stomach began to roll, and a feeling of nausea surged from the stomach to the throat.

Yan Yujing's sullen gaze stayed on her face for a moment, and the gaze was like a knife, scraping back and forth on her face, as if to shave emotions like "remorse," "worry," and "fear" from above.

He succeeded.

Yan Anzhen was greatly irritated. At that moment, she felt something exploded in her body, scattered all over, in pieces.

She immediately covered her ears and closed her eyes, her tears seemed to have dried up, and her eyes were sore and painful, she finally couldn't help it, turned her head and vomited.

She seemed to be walking barefoot in a piece of snow, and there was a vast expanse of white all around, and the piercing pain passed from the soles of her feet to her whole body. At that moment, she hoped that she would pass out.

Yan Yujing looked at his suffering daughter indifferently. In his heart, what he did was extremely correct. He followed Ameng's wishes and corrected her daughter's wrong orientation because she was not guided. He wanted her to be "normal."

So he clutched her head regardless, almost pressing her head on the screen, and asked nonchalantly: "Tell me, do you like it?"

She trembled and closed her eyes, but couldn't resist the disgusting sound crawling into her ears like thousands of bugs and making her home in her head.

Yan Yujing asked over and over again.

Do you like this?

Do you like it?

Do you like it?

At the end of the spit, the world revolves around.

She can no longer tell what is tonight and what eve.

A faint voice trembled in the dark room.

"do not like……"

Yan Yujing released her hand and let her fall to the ground, slowly closing the computer, standing up, her voice slammed on the ground from a height, with the authority belonging to the superior: "An Zhen, I hope you understand Homosexuality is abnormal, anti-human, and disgusting. It is a maggot of society. You are still young. I don’t want you to go astray. When you grow up, you will thank me."

After speaking, he took the computer and left the small room.

The sound of locking the door came from outside.

"You think about it tonight."

——

It's half past ten in the evening.

Jiang Youshu wiped his hair and stared at the phone. The interface remained on the chat history with Yan Anzhen, but he couldn't wait for the reply from the other party.

Since Ah Zhen replied to her with two sentences "Safe home" and "I love you too", she has not heard from her. No matter how many text messages she sends or how many phone calls she makes, there is no response from the other side. She turns off the phone until the end of the call. NS.

too weird.

Just to resolve the conflict with his father, why would it shut down?

Jiang Youshu's temple thumped heavily, and the anxiety grew stronger and stronger, as if she had turned into a mouthful of blood and swallowed her into her abdomen.

No, there must be something wrong.

Jiang Youshu threw off the towel, grabbed the car key, and walked out.

She wants to see A Zhen, immediately.

The author has something to say: Everyone must firmly believe that the current A Zhen will not be abused. The abusers are all in the past, that is to say, the place of abuse has long passed. Now A Zhen will be happy with the round company! !

Another: Modified version...

Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution during 2021-05-2811:17:51~2021-05-3000:43:26~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: Constant 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!