Jiang Lao is a wild dog, a wild dog abandoned by her parents.
Everyone says so.
When Yanzhi was five years old, he went back to the small town with his grandfather to visit relatives. The six-year-old boy's assault jacket was shabby and ill-fitting. When he saw her, his eyes were gloomy. Yanzhi was so frightened that he hid in his grandfather's arms.
Until Yanzhi was surrounded by a group of children older than her and snatched toys, and she was pushed to the ground.
Suddenly, a black figure rushed over. The dirty little boy angrily knocked away the boy who reached out to her, kicked him away and glared at him.
Several children were frightened by him, and they gritted their teeth and moved around him.
After Yanzhi called someone and ran back, he only saw the young man limping away.
The model of the manor given to her by her grandfather was well protected and placed where she fell.
She stared blankly for a while, then ran towards the dirty boy and grabbed the corner of his clothes.
Brother, grandpa said you can't ignore injuries. Come home with me.
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I met Jiang A again when I was in college. In the bustling bar and alley, Jiang A, who was tall and long-legged as an adult, was leaning on the street lamp with a cigarette between her fingertips. She had a beautiful body next to him, and she took out the cigarette from his fingertips and took a puff.
Under the dense smoke, Jiang Lao's eyebrows became clearer and clearer, her long and narrow eyes were slightly raised at the end, and she smiled casually and sneered. The woman beside her raised her eyebrows and looked at her, then turned and smiled with Jiang Lao: Do you like this one?
Yan Zhisong was stunned for a moment and was called away by his roommate who came out.
Vaguely, I heard a hoarse male voice coming through the noise: It's boring.
She paused slightly and didn't look back.
But he didn't see the moment when he turned around, the young man expressionlessly pushed away the cigarette that the woman handed him again, his eyes were as dark as ink, and his fingertips were trembling slightly.
After my friend took the things, he came out and saw his ugly face. He teased and bumped his shoulder: What's wrong? What do we want to do?
Just when everyone thought he wouldn't speak, Jiang Lao was vague and his voice was hoarse and dull.
Want to go home.
He wanted to go home.
One day after work, Yanzhi was teased into telling truth or dare, and his latest phone call was made speakerphone for everyone to listen to.
When the vibration came, Yanzhi stared at the unfamiliar phone for two seconds. Her colleague couldn't wait to answer it for her and turned on the speakerphone.
When the drunken and depressed tone came, Yan Zhisong was stunned.
Squeak.
Jiang Ao's tone was too deep and depressing. After a while, drunkenly, he groaned fiercely and said: You said you would take care of me for the rest of your life. You said it yourself.
But the next second, his voice became more choked up: Don't ignore me, please.
Purpose: Build socialist core values
