At 3 am, I yawned while sitting in front of the vanity mirror to remove my makeup. In the mirror, I took off my curly light chestnut shawl long wig, then took off my long string of green silk skirts with tassels dressed in a dress, white mesh bibs, thick chest pads, and finally took off the string of turquoise and coral stone on my neck. When I was about to use makeup remover to wipe the red and green rouge powder on my face, there was a "bang" sound outside the door.
Li Crooked me somewhere and poured more yellow wine soup. He pounded my door with his hands and feet, and called me in a daze with his duck's throat, Juanjuan, open the door. Open the door.
I cursed Li Crooked from behind the door, who was swaying like fallen leaves outside the cat's eyes, calling him why he didn't die of drunkenness in the wine jar. Of course, Li Cutezi couldn't hear my scolding, and his hands and feet were still blowing the war drums on my door.
So, I can't even open the door.
As soon as I opened a crack in the door, he swept in like a gust of wind, wrapped in a strong smell of alcohol.
With a bang, and then a bang, the bottle in his hand fell on the concrete floor and fell to pieces, and the pungent smell of cheap wine ran around in the air. And his man also fell back and forked, like a turtle that was only flipped.
Li Crook was not called Li Crook before, his big name was Li Hongwei, and his legs were not lame before. When he was not lame, he was still a handsome young man with beautiful eyebrows and slender legs, and his walking was quite elegant. But since his leg was beaten by someone, he became like a wool-pulled lamb, sloppy and lifeless.
Even so, Li Crook likes to pretend to be very manly in front of me. For example, when in the hospital, the doctor announced that his legs might be long and short in the future. When he was not very balanced in his walking, his eyes instantly filled with sadness, as if it would fall in the blink of an eye.
But for a moment, he opened his red circles and said softly to me sitting by the bed, Juanjuan, don't worry, I won't blame you.
My face turned red, like lit silk,
"hissing" flames, it was a flame of anger.
Li Crooki thought I was guilty, and he even wanted to hold my hand to comfort me, as if I was the one who fell to the lame leg.
I endured it for a long time, and finally whispered to his ear, you deserve it, you deserve it, Li Lame.
Since then, I have stopped calling him Li Hongwei.
I called him, Li Crook, buy me some ice cream and dragon fruit.
He was full of grievance and joy, and he was swaying his long and short legs and bought me everything I wanted, even if it was windy and rainy, lightning and thunder.
In fact, I might be feeling guilty. Li Crooked's leg was beaten because of me. But who told him to meddle in other people's business?
Every time I go to a teahouse and cafe and chat or drink, he is like a cat with a sensitive sense of smell. He can always accurately capture my place, then squat, make trouble, and even smash the guests' luxury car in a very bad way.
So, when he just raised his brick and was about to smash it at a 90% new Bluebird sedan, he was picked up by the hotel security guard and the owner on the spot, and then he fell hard on the concrete floor. His legs were beaten by a dense stick.
And I, at that time, just looked at him coldly and left like a stranger.
was the call given to me by the nurse in the hospital, and asked me gently, are you Li Hongwei's girlfriend? He was in our hospital because of a leg injury... I hung up the phone hatefully. Thinking about it, I still bought flowers and fruits to see him in the hospital.
Seeing me walking into the ward with a numb expression, he actually felt like a child who was greatly wronged and his eyes were wet. He called me, Juanjuan, his voice was a little choked and a little excited.
After Li Crook was discharged from the hospital, his long and short legs could no longer do the security guard's job. He was fired by the security captain with a round belly.Since then, Li Crook has become an unemployed vagrant.
Li Crook, an unemployed vagrant, has no time to follow me in order to make a living. He sneaked into the sanitation workers' team, and lame all day long, carrying a small plastic bucket with a small leg along the street with white paint and carefully applied the small advertisements posted on walls, telephone poles, public telephone booths, bus stop signs, fruit leather boxes and other public facilities.
At night, he often got drunk and then went to my room to go crazy with alcohol. He even said with some contempt, Xia Juanjuan, can't you find a serious job? The money is a bastard, why do you want so much? I said, I just love these bastards, how many do you have?
The blue veins on Li Crook's forehead appeared and squirmed and circled like an earthworm. After a while, he whispered in a low voice, Juanjuan, you don’t know, I actually have money, I can give you as much as you want, if you are really short of money.
I laughed so hard that tears flowed out, and I stretched out three slender fingers and wandered in front of Li Crook, 300,000. Do you have it?
Li Crooked his thin chest and thumped it, and he said, "I have it, you can wait for me to get it for you." I said, after you sober up, hurry up and pick up your drunken words, get out, it is best to go to , Sahara Desert , and let the yellow sand there bury you.
Li Crouchi fell asleep in my vicious curse. He curled up on my orange sofa, wriggling his mouth from time to time, and talking vague sleep.
I kicked him, he turned over with a humming voice, and fell asleep like a dead pig. I think if I hadn't been for the sake of being a worldly desolate person, I would have dragged him to the corridor outside and fed him cats and dogs, whatever I wanted.
I suddenly wanted to smoke and took out a pack of Xiaochuncheng from Li Crouchi's pocket. It was a very cheap cigarette that could be ignited at both ends and had no filter.
I leaned against the somewhat cool windowsill, spitting out smoke one by one. There were birds in the crabapple trees downstairs in the community, the crisp sound was gentle and gentle, one after another.
The sky was covered with a layer of blue gray, and a faint yellow-brown light slowly appeared. The sound of cars and the sound of opening the doors of the shops declared that the quiet night had just passed. The city began to wake up. But I want to sleep forever.
After I swallowed half a bottle of sleeping pills, I saw Vivi's little face appearing pitifully in front of me. My big eyes were filled with fear and pleading, and crystal tears were like morning dew on the aloe flowers... I suddenly jumped up from the bed, rushed into the bathroom, and vomited out the medicine I had just taken in my stomach with soapy water.
I was sad to find that I was a person who didn’t even have the freedom to die.
Li Crooked my door in early winter. That time, when I asked him to get out, he would go out for half a year. I thought we would be strangers from now on.
But now he appeared outside my door again, and his fingers politely knocked on the door. I opened the door and he was wearing a light blue casual outfit, sunny and handsome, not as sloppy as before. He handed me a UnionPay card, and he said, it was all your money on it, now it belongs to you. My chin almost fell to the ground in shock.
Li Crooked and closed the palm of my UnionPay card with a smile. He said, Juanjuan, I said, as long as you need it, I will give you my life, let alone this money.
I didn't refuse too much. I don't want Li Crook's life, but I do need the money now. For Vivi.
Vivi is my real sister. Three years ago, she jumped off a building for a man who was not worthy of her love. After being sent to the hospital, she was saved. But she became a physical paralysis, completely aphasia, without the ability to live independently, and her intelligence is like a newborn vegetative person. But the bastard man didn't even look at Vivi in the hospital, let alone bear the medical expenses.
Viwei's condition has consumed all my savings. The doctor said that she still has to accept high-pressure oxygen, current stimulation, acupuncture, massage, nutritional solution and other awakening treatment methods. In other words, Vivi's monthly treatment fee is about 10,000 yuan. The huge cost is simply astronomical for a company employee like me, but if there is no treatment, Vivi can only lie down and wait for death.
I don’t want Vivi to die. After my parents passed away one after another, I only have her as my relative in this world, so I have to go to various entertainment venues to make money by selling laughter.
I asked Li Crack the price I had to pay after taking the money. His face suddenly turned red like ripe tomatoes, and he whispered, I just want to marry you. However, I want you to marry me willingly, he added later.
Li Crook is really naive, how could I marry him willingly? He can recognize his ancestors for love. But I can't let go of my hatred.
I admit that two years ago, I used my style to seduce Li Crook, who was three years younger than me. I taught him to kiss and have sex with women. I used my full and juicy body to make him from an ignorant boy to a man who is addicted to men and women. When he completely relies on me emotionally, I decisively pulled out, letting his so-called love and body be in a vacant period, and then, he was entangled around me like a puppy.
I play hard to get so that Li Crooker can’t live without me, and then I have to be the young owner of the Li Group for money.
I have known for a long time that Li Crook is the illegitimate son of Li Bolun, chairman of the Li Group. He was not able to see his biological father at the moment of his birth. Because, at that time, his fickle father was lingering with his new lover and completely abandoning them, mother and son.
Maybe he did too much evil. Li Bolun's only son drowned when he was twenty years old, so he found Li Cutezi and wanted to recognize his son, but Li Cutezi refused to do it. He could not forgive his father's abandonment of the mother and son.
But now, for the 300,000 I need, Li Crook has to bear humiliation and recognize his father.
And I have enough money to treat Vivi. Moreover, in the near future, I will marry Li Lazi. I want Li Bolun to face a face similar to Vivi every day, and this face is his daughter-in-law.
Am I a little vicious? In fact, the most vicious one is Liberon, I just fight for tooth.
My sister Xia Weiwei is infatuated with him, but he is only greedy for her youthful and delicate body. After losing the initial freshness, he abandoned her like a puppy. Weiwei's world collapsed. She jumped off the building to sacrifice love for him for the sake of the lovelessness, but he turned a blind eye and hugged her new lover and cared for her. Of course, a man who is a bastard should be punished as he deserves.
Li Crooker repeatedly urged me, the prospective daughter-in-law, to go to his house to meet his future parents-in-law. He said, Juanjuan, I want to be with you every day.
I said ok, I found Vivi's white sweater, purple bead-shaped lace skirt, brown gold bow-shaped high heels in the closet. I was exactly the same as Vivi on the hospital bed, as pure and beautiful as an angel that fell into the world.
Li Crooker looked at me with a bright look. He said, Juanjuan, you are so beautiful, my parents will definitely like you.
I smiled coldly and said, of course they will like it, especially your dad, I'm afraid you have to be so happy.
died, and Li Crooked. That time, I changed my mind on the way to Li Cuzi's house. The happy life of our two described along the way made me cry. Li Bolun hurts Vivi. How can I pay my father’s debts and sons? How can I be so cruel that I trampled on a heart that was as infatuated as Vivi?
At some evening, I quietly took Vivi away from the city and went to the far south. In order to find me, Li Crook accidentally got into a car accident, and the doctor failed to save his life.
A love-hate entanglement ends here.Li Cutezi and Wei Wei both encountered the nightmare of love in their most beautiful years. They went around for love and ended up in a cup of pure land to cover up their love. And I, and Liberon, we are living but are more uncomfortable than dead because our conscience is always suffering.
Qingming Festival, I went to Li Crouchi's tomb to sit for a long time. In the black and white photos on the stone tablet, he smiled so brightly, like a beautiful daisy flower. As I watched, I burst into tears, and there was a heart-wrenching colic that had passed through the years of brocade.
