Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Shen Wei came over and was tired enough. She pulled the quilt and covered Xia Ruoxin's body. She lay down again, and she fell asleep soon.

I don't know how long I slept. Xia Ruoxin woke up, mainly due to her stomach pain. She felt that there was some stickiness in her pants. It was strange that her stomach hurt so much.

She stood up carefully, holding the roll of paper and went to the toilet not far away, just like she was on the boat, there was a smell that she could smell far away, which was the smell of the toilet. But it ’s better than the boat. It ’s not a big bucket or something here, but it ’s where they live. There is a toilet. It ’s all women, so there ’s no distinction between men. She went in. Holding the paper in his hands and squatting slowly, he was also covering his stomach with force, and he just held back the pain that was about to exit.

This pain is the first time, this pain.

It hurts, it hurts.

She held back hard, not wanting to make herself cry, but in the end, she was still crying, and the tears could not help falling from the corner of her eyes.

After waiting a long time for the pain to ease, she dragged her tired body back, and carefully climbed up to her own place.

"Crying?" Shen Wei's voice sounded lightly.

"Yeah," Xia Ruoxin didn't feel any shame, she rolled over and fell asleep against the wall.

"Shen Wei, you said, can we still go out alive?"

"Who knows?" Shen Wei closed her eyes, and she breathed softly, just like all the women here. From time to time, she could hear other people's snoring voices, all tired, but also all Numbness, their lives have become daily sand scouring, and then sand scouring, there is nothing but sand digging, they have become a complete sand scouring machine, but Xia Ruo is unwilling and unwilling.

She also wanted to go back and go home.

She was asleep again and again, but turned from time to time. The pain in her belly was slow and slow. The tortured woman was sweating cold and cold, and her clothes were wet and dried. Wet and then wet, almost tossing and turning all night, almost never fell asleep.

Someone came to photograph the door in the morning. At this time, it was just dawn, and they got up without washing, and some even got up and went out. Xia Ruoan annoyed and trimmed her hair slightly.

"Still paying attention ?? Shen smiled at her," I'm still paying attention to these now, what do you think, huh? "

"I didn't pay attention," Xia Ruoxin flattened his clothes a bit, although he said that the clothes have not been washed for a long time, and have not been changed for a long time. "I just want to live like a person, and I do n’t want to forget Your own heart, that's all. "

Yes, it really is just that.

She remembers herself, not a machine.

In the morning, the weather here is very cold. It may be nearly forty degrees by noon, but it is probably about ten degrees in the morning. Xia Ruoxin has stepped into the water with his bare feet. Instantly, the coldness is almost It's about to get into her bone marrow.

There was a lot of water around me, and everyone else followed. Now it depends on who is lucky and can get a little sand gold. She took the plate with the net and looked at it, looking at it, That weak hand also struck up and down from time to time, very strenuous.

No, once again disappointed, she poured sand into the river, picked up some sand again, and began to scour in the water. The noon sun fell above her eyes, and seemed to pierce her. In the eyes.

She quickly turned her face, and then when she looked back, she saw that there was something in her net disk. It was flashing, and she moved the net disk forward a bit, and then stretched out her fingers to pinch The shining thing, especially under the strong light, turned out to be a bit dazzling. She closed her eyes and let out a slight sigh of relief, even the corners of her tight lips, finally It was the only smile I had in these days.

OK, great, she withdrew money.

She went to the foreman with her own bamboo plate, that is, the fat woman, and handed in the gold she had produced. The fat woman checked for a long time, and she was obviously very satisfied. The gold was quite large, and A lot.

Xia Ruoxin changed two rolls of paper, one toothpaste, and two toothbrushes. Maybe everyone else is thinking about when this is, and they have to take care of it, while the other gold rushes are changed for food, few people will change these daily necessities, but Xia Ruoxin changed it. Up

Today finally, she can stop being beaten.

When she went back, she gave Shen Wei a toothbrush.

Shen Wei took it, turned around and went to sleep. Xia Ruoxin touched her head. She cut off this hair. Although she was reluctant, in fact, she was the same as a little raindrop. The most loved and most precious baby is her own hair, perhaps because she has also been bald.

Therefore, it is rarely cut, it is natural to let it grow, and it stays on the shoulder.

In the morning, she woke up earlier than the average person, brushed her teeth, and washed her hair with her fingers moistened with water. Since she didn't have a comb, she brushed her fingers a little, but it was already knotted. incredible.

The next day, she did n’t find it, and the third day did not. Until the fourth day, she got another golden sand. She still changed toilet paper, two bowls of rice, and a few scissors. Use, scissors and the like are regarded as sharp tools, so people here are afraid that these women will use scissors to do something, so they will never give them, such sharp things like scissors, fruit knife and so on.

Even if Xia Ruoxin received the scissors, several people watched it. Xia Ruoxin grabbed a strand of her hair, she squeezed the scissors in her hand, exhaled deeply, and a strand of sticky hair had fallen. Come down

She did not cry, and the scissors in her hand were also mechanized, until she cut her hair short, almost bald.

At this moment Shen Wei came over, she sat in front of Xia Ruoxin, and helped me cut it.

Xia Ruoxin pulled through Shen Wei's hair. Her hair was very beautiful in the past, and she was most envious of her. The kind of long curly hair dyed with wine red was very shiny and soft and smooth, but now, long ago, It is yellow and has no original color.

"The cut always grows long."

She sighed softly, and the smile that raised her red lips did not know where she had gone?