Only I feel bad for Yaoyao

Chapter 11 Mo Ting

Mo Ting actually didn't have the habit of watching movies.

To be precise, she is not used to watching the farewell subtitles frame by frame, which is nothing more than adding to her already aimless life, and it has been edited into a series of painful textures-in short, she hates Parting has been like this since childhood.

She doesn't like rough days full of turbulence and uncertainty, and she yearns for a flat life.

"Returning to the Wild" is not as flat as Songyao said, it just looks flat, but it is full of thorns, and it is not flat at all.

It's too bad, she thought while weeping, it's so sad to be cheated by that little bastard Songyao.

It's quite bizarre that I actually became friends with such a guy.

She cried and cried, and suddenly froze, recalling the first day of school, she and the heartless Songyao became the best double friends in the dormitory for no reason.

"You guys hit it off quite well." Beibei said that, she lived a cold hearted life, and didn't have much ability to distinguish right from wrong, so she just said: "You hang out with Songyao, no matter how you say it, it won't look like someone owes you money." You look like 800 million."

"Damn," Mo Ting grabbed her with one hand, "Why do you say that, you're jealous, poor boy?"

"Fuck it." Beibei patted her away, then turned back to her seat to catch up on the drama and eat snacks, "I'm a salted fish in the dormitory, and I don't get involved in any emotional struggles."

"cut."

Mo Ting looked disdainful on the surface and turned her head to ignore her, but she was noncommittal in her heart.

Right, she blinked her eyes and thought a little confused, why did she play well with Songyao?

She couldn't figure it out. When she was having dinner at night, she heard the nagging sound of the phone from the balcony. Zhou Nannan, who was lying on the bed, stretched her body and said softly: "Songyao's parents are so kind to her, every day You must come to call to say hello, my family has never been like this, it’s all about my free life and death, eh.”

"Yes."

Mo Ting echoed softly, took a sip of hot tea, lowered her head and remained silent.

It turned out to be envy.

Her family has fallen into an abyss from the very beginning, her father's cold and violent, and her mother's silent and nervous atmosphere have indirectly affected her too much, so that many times, she doesn't know how to suppress the wild fear that lives in her heart .

Fear of being abandoned.

So she learned to start making friends.All kinds of friends, without exception, the friends she chooses will be all pure in the end, without impurities, friends who look silly and innocent, as if they are telling themselves that they are loyal enough with practical actions.

So Mo Ting was very satisfied with every 'good friend' she found.

However, whenever she looks at every face smiling unscrupulously around her, she always thinks silently, how can she be as happy as them?

Don't know, don't understand, don't understand.

These three nos will almost become the whole of her life.

Later, through these three ignorances, she realized one thing, that a friend could not fill the hole in her heart.

After going to university, Mo Ting has been living in a dormitory. During the winter and summer vacations or when the school tells her not to let her live, she will go to the house of her uncle who lives in the city.

Unlike her biological father, her uncle was lonely, working alone as a handyman and a small welder for others in this noisy metropolis.It's a pity that the business in recent years has not been easy to do, and electric welding has quietly fallen behind in the times. He can't take out the red banknotes in his hand, and he hesitates to speak to Mo Ting with a difficult expression every time.

In fact, Mo Ting understood what he meant a long time ago. She planned to do a holiday job, but the school closed late, and it was difficult to find a job once she left school.In the end, he had no choice but to hurry back home.

She hasn't been home for a long time, and even the yellow street lamps are strange to her. Walking on the road, the thin cold of early autumn made her clothes slightly wrinkled, and the wheels of the suitcase dragged on the ground with a harsh "grunt" sound, telling her that The road was difficult.

She is standing in front of that house.His eyes stared coldly at the iron-like gate.

"I'm back, mother."

She said cautiously, pinching the key that had been in her pocket for a long time. For some reason, the door of her house had not been changed for more than ten years.Maybe it's because the man still has a bit of conscience, or maybe it's because he's lazy.After so many years, she still didn't know her father well, so she had no time to think about it too much. When she turned the key into the hole, a familiar and ambiguous panting sound suddenly sounded beside her ears.

Again.

Thinking this way, she turned her head to go back to her room, but was blinded by the unlocked bedroom.

A pair of bare arms, a dissolute soul, a gloomy and indifferent witch, and blood-colored lips.

Mo Ting looked away, her eyes turned into crumpled rags, water was wrung out from the gaps, and it covered the entire gray-blue hall wetly.

She listened to their chattering voices, and listened to the seductive voice of the demon girl laughing and bewitching.

She tempted the man sweetly: "Marry me, uncle."

The man covered her lips with a deep and joyful kiss.

Mo Ting quickly locked the door.She stood expressionlessly at the "doorway" and exited this funny and funny place.

Sure enough, he shouldn't come back, it's like a joke.

Fortunately, the holiday this time was not long.Mo Ting reluctantly gave up, stayed in a hotel outside her home for a few days, and then hurried back to school.She wants to go back to the past, longing to live a playful life with Songyao and the others——

"Nannan, it's quite developed recently, so many cosmetics, who gave you?"

"a friend."

Live a shitty life.

Mo Ting was shocked, she closed her eyes and thought: It's really painful, I really can't be in the same room with the witch.

The red rose-like hair coiled thorns around the wall of her heart, overflowing with bright red blood, and she must stop the wound to live.

She quietly sneaked into Ling Jing's room and stole the sharp tooth.Such a logical thing happened because I changed shifts with my friend who played well in the dormitory and adjusted the monitoring.As a result, when she came back to her senses, she had already completely destroyed her step-by-step life, and everything fell apart.

I'm disgusting, she thought angrily, digging the scissors into her purse, I'm as disgusting as that man.We are all demon kings who live up to our feelings.I don't care what other people think, as long as I am happy.

I want to be happy, she thought, I must be happy.

Everything is as she expected.The only difference is that the slap hit Songyao first.Fortunately, there were no surprises in the final ending, but I just wronged my 'friend'.Mo Ting watched this fact coldly, as if it had nothing to do with her.

But at night, when everyone finished eating the hot pot, they all immersed themselves in the warm blankets and fell asleep.She tossed and turned in the dormitory again, turned her head and thought again, she should go and apologize.

She had a meal with Songyao, but she didn't expect the other party to see all her little tricks clearly.He poked her to be riddled with holes, leaving nothing behind.After she cried and confessed something, the latter let go and said, "Think about it yourself. I'm just an outsider, and I have no right to comment on anything between you."

She returned to the cold dormitory in a mess.

There were only three people left in the dormitory, she looked up and smiled wryly.Bei Beituan didn't speak under the quilt, Zhou Nannan was putting on makeup, humming a song and ignoring her.Everything around is gray and gray, just like her home.

"I'm so tired."

No one answered, Mo Ting said to herself, she touched her sleeves, went into the house, changed her shoes, her eyes were hot as fire, she saw Zhou Nannan's back turned to her, and suddenly an unknown feeling burst into her heart. the fire.

"I'm so fucking annoying you!" She yelled, pulling Zhou Nannan's hair uncontrollably, "It's all your fault, if it wasn't for you, at least my college life would be very happy, if it wasn't for you—— "

She collapsed, blood and tears flowed, and flowed to the bottom at once.Mo Ting looked down at Zhou Nannan's face.The world was spinning and dizzy, she saw Zhou Nannan crying, why she was crying, she didn't know... and looked at the mirror behind her, her hideous expression, the red blood that was about to burst - why did she become like this .

"I hate mistress the most." Mo Ting said in a voice that only two people could hear.

"I'm just a salesperson."

"...That's annoying too."

She stared fixedly at the movie with the ending message, thinking of Zhou Nannan's tear-stained face, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Dad." Mo Ting couldn't hold back her tears, "I also hate Dad the most."

She thought of herself as a child.

When she was a child, Mo Ting would wait for her father to come home with her mother at the door.

But no matter how late he waited, Dad never came back.Little Mo Ting went to ask her mother, "Dad, can't find the way home?"

"Daddy will always come home." Mom gently stroked her head, "Isn't our Mo Ting very good at memorizing the nine-nine multiplication table? The teacher has memorized everything, right? If Dad doesn't remember to go home If there is no way, you can use the phone to dial this string of numbers, and Dad will receive it immediately?"

"Phone?" Little Mo Ting blinked, "Is it the thing that Dad always holds?"

"I almost forgot, mom doesn't have that," said mom, "but there's a phone booth outside, you just need to put a coin in and you can call right away. When you have a chance, can you take little Mo Ting and dad on the phone?"

Little Mo Ting responded immediately, she waited and waited, but nothing came.

"If only Mom could be turned into a coin," she thought.Then, the dream came true, my mother fell to the ground, a silver, slightly rusty coin rolled to the ground, made a circle, and made a loud bang.

With coins, you can go to find Dad!

Little Mo Ting happily picked up the coin, and ran on the street. She ran so fast, so fast, the world was spinning around her eyes, she held a shiny coin between her fingers, and pressed the dial button in front of the public phone. listen button.

connected!

"Hey, Dad!"

She eagerly picked up the receiver.

"Dududu-"

Her father, disappeared.

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