Picking up two pieces of dry bread, she walked back, stopped, and looked back at the tall palace. At this time, she felt that something had changed. There seemed to be fewer people. She just paused for a moment.
Yes, and then I walked a little faster. No matter how many changes I made, it had nothing to do with them.
They just want to escape, leave here, and leave far away.
Climbing in through the hole again, she handed a piece of dry bread to Fianna, and then ate another one herself.
As she ate, she couldn't eat anymore. She just felt that her mouth was very salty.
"Okay, Lotte, don't cry anymore," Fianna knelt down beside her and carefully wiped the tears from her face.
"Aunt Lotte, is she really ugly?"
What's wrong, Lotte, are you being bullied? Listening to her aunt's voice with a hard swallow, Fianna felt that her chest was shaking very uncomfortably. Poor child, she must be suffering again.
Lotte sniffed her nose, and the tears that she couldn't hold back anymore kept falling down. Fianna couldn't wipe them away no matter how hard she tried.
"Auntie, am I really ugly?" She raised her face, pulled away a piece of cloth covering her face, and let her face full of scars fall into Fianna's eyes.
, there is a very long and deep scar on the left side of the face, but there is a burn mark on the right side of the face, with a few words clearly printed on it, Fugitive slave, also the lowest person here.
"It's okay, Lotte. After we go out, I will make money to heal your face. And Lotte is not ugly at all, because you are so kind. I have never seen anyone cuter and more beautiful than you."
The little girl.”
She stroked Lotte's hair like a mother. It had grown a lot, but it was no longer as bright as before, and her whole body was almost going crazy from torture.
Poor Lotte, God wants her to suffer so much more, she is still just a child.
"Auntie," Lotte's hands on her sides were held together tightly. She carefully placed her hands on her face. She never dared to touch the place easily. The bottom of her fingers was no longer as smooth as before.
It was delicate but had protrusions, whether it was the left side of her face or the right side of her face.
Every girl loves beauty, and she loves beauty even more. She loves beauty very much, but she is no longer beautiful.
"Auntie, is this really okay?" She didn't want to become so ugly. In this way, Ge Ke would not forget her or recognize her. She was really scared. She was afraid that everything she had been insisting on would be gone.
, will be lost. If lost, tell her how she is going to live.
"Yes, yes, it must be possible. Lotte is so kind, God will not be so cruel." Fianna lowered her head, hurriedly wiping the tears on Lotte's face with her hands, but her fingers touched her upper body.
The skin was no longer flat, making her fingertips seem to hurt.
"Yes," Lotte nodded. Fianna's words were like a life-saving straw to her. She just wanted to hold on tightly. She would be fine, and she would definitely be.
"Come on, Lotte, finish the bread, so that your body will recover faster." She sat Lotte on the ground. Spring has come, and it will slowly get warmer here, and their lives will not change.
It will be as hard as before.
The winter in this country is extremely cold, but after spring, it becomes very warm. Even in summer, it is not too hot. There is also a large sea. She remembered that the sea water here is very blue and beautiful.
And it is the sea water here that brings such a cute little angel, just like her Andy.
Lotte held the bread in both hands and started to bite it, while Fianna kept her hand on her head. She lowered her head and looked at the little girl in front of her. She had long eyelashes and was extremely clean.
Green eyes, but her face...
Lotte lowered her head and ate the bread. A tear fell on the bread in her hand and she ate it.
A plane parked at the capital airport of this country. It was surrounded by special personnel for protection. A man in a black trench coat carefully protected the woman in his arms. The woman's exposed face seemed to have some...
pale.
The wind occasionally lifted her hair that fell on her shoulders, and it was a very beautiful black color.
They got off the plane, and a car had parked not far from them. After they got off, a woman followed them out. Her ageless face had a pair of extremely sharp eyes, and she put her own
He put his hands in his pockets and wore a pair of black boots on his feet. He walked with an indescribable freedom and handsomeness.
The car door opened, and the man carefully helped the woman in, and then followed her in. The woman sat in front, stretched out her fingers, and directly grabbed the ear of the man driving the car.
"Fred, tell me, have you done anything sorry to me recently? Have you been with other women? Have you had a one-night fling with them?"
"It hurts. Don't use so much force, or you'll pull it off." The man's mouth cracked as she pulled him up, "Honey, how dare I do that? I live with the boy, he can testify.
Boy, do you think so?" He turned around and asked the man sitting in the second row, how could he be so aggrieved? He was now a guest here, so why was he still allowed to be the driver?
It's just the boss's request, so he can only bite the bullet, and his woman still bullies him like this, doesn't she think he's miserable enough?
"Boy?" The woman finally let go of her hand, and Fred could drive the car normally at this time. How could he find this violent woman? However, he had already found her. Is this retribution for his romantic relationship in the first half of his life?
,So, now such a woman comes to poison him for the rest of his life.
"Hello, my name is Millie."
She stretched out her hand, and the smile on her face became much gentler. Fred kept rolling his eyes when she saw him, why could he be so gentle to others, but only so fierce to him?
"Yin Sa," Yin Sa also stretched out her hand and looked up at the woman sitting in front of her. She was very energetic and had beautiful eyes. She was a top beauty, but it seemed a pity to match Fred.
A reproachful gaze looked at him, and he saw Fred glaring at his hand fiercely, as if he was about to bite his hand off.
He let go of his hand and just sat in the car with his hands folded across his chest. Fred also had a day like this. He thought he would be naked for the rest of his life. It seemed that he didn't need it now.
"My dear, it's more important for me to see what that boy can do," Fred said in a disgusting tone, while Millie's hand pinched the flesh of his waist, "Damn man, why are you so disgusting?
?I told you, don’t call me darling, darling, have you been short of love for a day?”