——"I am the garbage in the stinky ditch, the moon sunk in the mud.
I gnawed on the steamed buns made of my parents' flesh and blood, and I felt a sense of compassion.
I dragged you to hell, and I deserve death.
Sorry, Asu.
But I will be redeemed, right?
Amen. "
*
The first time Li Shuangyue met Li Shuangxu, he was still a baby wrapped in a blanket.
His eyes were closed, his breathing was steady, and he was sleeping soundly.
Li Shuangyue sneered in her heart, this stupid thing didn't know yet, he would be drowned soon.
Li Shuangyue held the baby in her arms and stood expressionlessly in front of the large red plastic basin, staring at the water overflowing inside.
The water is very cold, she knows, the water in winter is very cold.
The baby woke up, opened his mouth wide, and cried, his voice small and soft, like a newborn mouse.
Li Shuangyue suddenly didn't want him to die.
She wanted him to accompany her, in this slum, in this stinky ditch, being eroded and drowned by pain and despair.
(The male and female protagonists are not related by blood and do not share the same household register.)
Concept: Even poor soil can produce gorgeous flowers
