Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Only she knew who was in her dream.

At this time, a white woman sat up from her tongpu, and then she walked to the corner of the tongpu. She stood here for a long time, and finally took out a small one from herself. The gold particles were placed on top of Xia Ruoxin's head, and Xia Ruoxin certainly didn't know that she was very tired, including Shen Wei who was sleeping beside her.

After all this was done, the cheekbones woman unknowingly crawled to her bunk and lay down, then the corner of her lips slightly bent, and the arc was mixed with the cold and cold weather at this time.

The next day, there was a loud sound of clapping the door. Xia Ruoxin sat up and thought nothing. Instinctively, she took her clothes and put them on. As soon as she was dressed, the fat woman came in. Some of her fatter men were with her.

Xia Ruoxin knew this coming formation. It would not be turned in again, so she came to catch the thief.

Everyone understood squatting down, and then asked them to flip through other things, quilts, etc. As soon as these people's hands were up, the things on the Tongpu were thrown on the ground, and the toilet paper that Xia Ruoxin used as a pillow.

When the thin mattress was suddenly opened, a small cloth bag on the shop was found. The fat woman took the small cloth bag, opened it, and her face became ugly.

Shen Wei shook Xia Ruoxin's arm.

Xia Ruoxin shook her head. She didn't know. She never took such a thing.

The fat woman gave a hand gesture, and soon, two women had already held Xia Ruoxin's arms one by one and left her there. She turned her head and shook her head to Shen Wei again. He spoke to her.

Leave me alone.

After she said this, when she looked back, she was really at a loss and was at a loss.

This is the first time she has come to this place. It is an independent room. There seems to be nothing in it. She hasn't come to think about it. With a slap, she already has a slap fan on her face.

The fat woman dangled in front of her, gave her a horseshoe, and said in her mouth what Xia Ruoxin could n’t understand, although she did n’t understand, but sometimes all the languages ​​in the world are actually the same. Nothing more than to say that she stole something and now punishes her and the like.

Xia Ruoxin yanked the corners of her mouth, and this ripping was to rip out a pain, the corner of her mouth was broken, and this was just the beginning.

With a snap, a stick hit her in the leg, a knee instinctively bent, and a person is kneeling on the ground, a person is flesh and blood, how could it not hurt, how could it not hurt, but now here, she Yes, she understands that she can only call the earth to not, and the earth to not work.

There was another stick, which was drawn on her hand, and instantly, those hands were swollen, and even the flesh was blurred.

"Save me ..." Her dry lips moved from time to time, but there was no sound.

"help me……"

"help me……"

"Chu Li, save me ..."

Then again, she couldn't help screaming. The stick hit her left arm, which was already injured.

Shen Wei could faintly hear Xia Ruoxin's scream. Although she didn't know what she was going through now, she almost had to use all her talents to keep herself from being impulsive and not rushing inward.

And her gaze fell on the cheekbones woman, the cheekbones woman found her gaze, and quickly turned her face innocently, while everyone screamed from time to time in her ears, And she was frightened, and there was only that cheekbone woman. She seemed to be innocent, even holding her own nails.

Another stick came down and hit Xia Ruoxin's forehead directly. She opened her eyes, and there was a **** red mist in front of her ...

"Ruoxin!" Chu Li sat up suddenly, he closed his eyes, and he didn't know when he sweated a lot on his forehead, even the pajamas on his body were almost soaked.

He turned around, and saw that Xiaoyudian was still asleep, and his little face was sleeping in red. He took a quilt for his daughter. This was how he got out of bed and took out a cigarette and a lighter from the cupboard. Walked outside the balcony.

What it feels like, but suddenly I can't sleep.

I also took a hard breath. The smoke moved from the nasal cavity to his lungs, and it was paralyzed for about a second, and then gradually cleared with his breathing.

Another bite, he leaned on the balcony like this, bite by bite, one by one, the street lights in the distance were still on, and there were scattered pedestrians and cars on the street. He narrowed his eyes, those warm yellow The lights seemed to go straight into the sky.

The weather was very bright, and the sky was hung with stars. The star star not far away was still hanging in the air.

It's going to light up, just why it's so slow.

He took another breath, and some wind blew up. I don't know if it was because of the weather or his own. He even fought the Cold War a bit.

The wind dried the sweat on his forehead, but the clothes on him were still a little damp.

After extinguishing the smoke, he smoked another one, and did not know how long it took, until the Qimingming began to dim, and began to fade in the sky, between the moon and the stars, the sparseness was full. The half-walled sky, and this is the sky, some gray orchids.

It's going to rain. He looks out into the distance. He has lost a lot of cigarette butts on the balcony. The wind is getting stronger, but he gradually takes away the tobacco breath that belongs to him, but it is eliminated anyway. Not the gloom above his heart.

After extinguishing the smoke at his fingertips, he turned and walked into the room. A heater came on, but his eyes were still not warm.

Opened the door, the little guy inside still fell asleep, she already recognizes people, she used to recognize her mother, now she recognizes her father, her father does n’t come back, she does n’t sleep, she wants her father to feed, and her father wants to talk story.

He understood that his daughter had begun to learn to attach to him. This was something he had dreamed of before, but what he wanted was not the result. He needed to sacrifice his mother for the rain to fulfill his father's love. He was unwilling.

If he could choose, then he would rather call him Uncle, and both of them would be there.

"mom……"

The little child grabbed the quilt with his little hand.

Chu Lu walked over, sat next to her daughter, and held her little hand in her big palm. "Goodbaby, rest assured, dad must help you find your mother, definitely."