If that was the case, he would never want to see her again! All the good things he had in the beginning were given to her, how could she do this to herself?!
Want to use money to compensate? Damn! I don’t care about your bad money! Either the inheritance you got from a man with your body, or the unethical money earned by using various scheming and means!
The phone rang, and when he saw it was Guo Anni calling again, he was so angry, resentful and disgusted that he threw the phone off the overpass.
After getting off the overpass, he felt that he didn't have much money with him, and he didn't want to go back to Guo Anni's house, so he wandered on the street.
I saw a little beggar laying on the bridge pier with torn newspapers and paper shells lying on the ground. I remembered that three years ago, I stayed on the bridge pier like this, sleeping in the waiting room, stealing trains, and running away from my hometown alone, thinking of looking for her.
At that time, she was synonymous with his hope and happiness, but what if he found it now? He had given the most precious thing, but she had ruthlessly thrown it away!
"Brother, what's the matter? Are you homeless?" Suddenly a boy with clean hair and clothes turned to look at him.
"Yes." Lan Feiyang nodded. The boy turned around and made some room for him: "Then sit here and rest for a while."
"Thank you." Lan Feiyang didn't mind being dirty and sat down directly.
"Brother, how old are you? I think you are quite tall and handsome." The boy narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him and said.
"I'm nineteen this year." Lan Feiyang said reluctantly.
"Oh, that's an adult." The boy suddenly sat up, "Do you come to Bohai to study or work?"
"How do you know?" Lan Feiyang was surprised. He felt that this boy seemed familiar, and he didn't know where he had seen him before.
"That's what I guessed. What you're talking about is not the local dialect. If a person of this age comes to Bohai, wouldn't he just be working if he doesn't study?"
"What about you?" Lan Feiyang saw that the boy was about the same age as him. He was quite handsome, but smaller in stature. He was probably about the same height as his cousin Lan Qing, but he was too thin and not as strong as Lan Qing.
"Me?" the boy exclaimed leisurely, "I am bored and came to experience the life of these children from the bottom of society who make a living by picking up garbage and rags."
"Then are you studying or working?" Lan Feiyang asked subconsciously.
"Studying, I just finished my freshman year."
Since it’s the same as him! “Then do you write novels?”
"Why do you ask?" The boy blinked in confusion.
"What kind of life would you experience if you didn't write novels?" Lan Feiyang took it for granted.
The boy's face was full of disdain: "Tch! Who wrote that stuff? It's so laborious and laborious. It's better to play games."
"Then why do you want to experience life?"
"Boring, let's put ourselves in his shoes." The boy looked at him again, "Your clothes seem good? Poor students will definitely be reluctant to buy them. Where do you work?"
"Hey, forget it, I just lost my job and don't know what to do?"
"Did you have a nasty quarrel with a customer?"
"No. I fired her."
"Hehe." The boy smiled, "It seems that you have the temper of the young master and the destiny of the slave."
Lan Feiyang frowned and said a little irritably: "Don't talk about me, let's talk about you."
"Me? I'm always angry with my mother - although my mother hurts me very much, she doesn't understand me at all. She doesn't care about my thoughts at all. She only knows how to make money all day long. But she wants so much money.
What's the use? I'm lonely. Even though I'm standing in the middle of the crowd, I'm still lonely. Really!"
The boy nodded heavily, "It seems like he has been abandoned by the whole world."
"Don't you have any other relatives?" Lan Feiyang turned to look at him.
"No." The boy sighed, "Do you want to hear my story?" Lan Feiyang was stunned for a moment, and then nodded. He is also very lonely and painful now, but his pain cannot be told to anyone!
So the boy slowly said: "When my mother was a child, my father accidentally injured someone and was imprisoned. My mother remarried. So she went out to wander when she was thirteen, making a living by picking up rags on the roadside or in trash cans. At the age of fifteen
When I went to prison to visit my father, I was abducted by human traffickers and sold to a man in his late 40s in the mountains to be the wife of a man in his late 40s. She gave birth to me the next year."
"My mother always wanted to escape from the horribly impoverished mountainous area, but she was reluctant to leave me. Finally, when I was five years old, she took the opportunity to run away from the mountain village with me. But she didn't know the road, and she was afraid that my father would lead someone to chase me.
Come on, I’m so anxious that I don’t know what to do.”
"Suddenly a tornado blew up and miraculously swept my mother and I onto a beach in the dark. My mother thought God was pitying her, so she helped her. She knelt down and kowtowed a dozen times in excitement.
"
"My mother took me to a nearby town and went back to her old job of picking up garbage for a living. Because the local dialect in that mountainous area called my mother 'Ajie', I kept calling my mother that way. Some people looked at me.
My mother, who is young and tender, took her younger brother to pick up garbage, so she wanted to be her matchmaker. But my mother is not a local and has no household registration. She is afraid that a good family will be unreliable, and my mother is unwilling to do so because the conditions are so poor. "
"Later, a small boss took a fancy to my mother, who was pretty and pretty, and wanted to keep her. My mother was forced to get entangled by gangsters, so she agreed. During that period, my mother followed that man and learned how to do business."
"But the good times didn't last long. After that man broke out, he had another mistress, and his wife came to make trouble. My mother broke up with that man. The man still had some conscience and gave my mother a sum of money.
The breakup fee. My mother used this money to open her own small shop."
"Soon, my mother met a troubled poet who went to the countryside to experience life. I don't know why that man was interested in my mother, and my mother also fell in love with this educated man. But later, the guy saw that my mother was not a young girl.
Leave my mother and go."
"From then on, my mother no longer believed in love and only dated rich and powerful men. Not only did the business become more and more prosperous, but the household registration problem of our mother and son was also solved. Slowly, she brought the business to the city.
I'm too busy all day long, so I hired a nanny to look after me."
"But I hope she won't be busy and stay with me every day, raising silkworms and bunnies with me, catching dragonflies with me, flying kites, joking and telling stories with me... So I often lose my temper and get emotional with her.
, and even ran out to make a fuss. I just hope she can put more energy into me."
"But you're already in college, and you're still so angry as a child?" Lan Feiyang asked puzzledly.
He didn't expect that the boy was also a child from the mountains, and that his mother was also trafficked into the mountains. He felt that the boy's mother was really brave and great. Unlike his own mother, who abandoned him early and left...
His heart was deeply hurt again. This boy was enjoying the treatment like a young master with no worries about food and clothing, but he still thought that his mother was not good enough to him. But what about himself?
He had nothing to eat or clothes to wear since he was a child, and he had to rely on others to help him go to school... If not, he would not have had such pure and strong respect and love for the Bodhisattva-like Guo Honglian at that time. But what about her?
She knew who she was and loved her deeply, but she still cruelly threw herself away like garbage...