Kuai Chuan: Crazy batch of female supporting roles, she is collapsing again

Chapter 202 Autistic Teenager PK Downtrodden Girl (1)

"A new plane has been opened, please take the host."

A familiar voice came.

Lingling woke up, the dawn in front of her surrounded her, and soon, she was taken away.

When she regained her consciousness, a lot of memories that did not belong to her appeared in her mind.

She opened her eyes suddenly. The environment in front of her was depressing, the space was narrow, the air was filled with a rotten smell, the cockroaches on the ground were running around, the bowl of instant noodles on the table had not been cleaned up, and the dim light bulb supported the only thing in the room. bright.

"Host, you are the female supporting role, and the plot has already entered your mind, remember to read it."

"The task this time is very simple. Redeem the villain Si Yi and let him come out of autism. Your host is set up as a poor and money-worshiping person who only cares about money."

The villain Si Yi suffered from autism since he was a child, and he didn't like to talk to others. The host and Si Yi grew up together.

The original owner's mother worked as a nanny in Si Yi's home. After the Si family was plotted against, the Si family went bankrupt.

Si Yi's mother was overwhelmed with worry and set herself on fire. Si Yi's father raised Si Yi alone. Later, Si Yi's father became insane and often beat the child and tortured himself. He was discovered by his subordinates. It was later confirmed that he was mentally ill. Yi's father was sent to a mental hospital.

The young Si Yi had no one to take care of him, because Si Yi had the right to inherit and the Si family had other properties, so Si Zhong, Si Yi's uncle, adopted him and brought him into his home.

The original owner's mother was introduced by someone to work as a servant in Si Zhong's house. The original owner was young, and the Si family did not allow the child to live with him. The young Ling Ling was locked in a dilapidated rental house, and the mother came out every now and then late at night to feed the child. .

The original owner was old enough to go to school and was unable to enroll because there was no room in the school district. The mother of the original owner was unwilling to let her child go to school in her hometown, so she locked up the original owner and asked the original owner to study by herself.

Lingling read the script roughly and found that the original owner was really miserable.

The mother is paranoid, magnanimous to everyone, but very vulnerable to the original owner, and vents all her repression, pain, and anger to the original owner.

When she lodged in the original owner's body, the original owner had already died, the cause was high fever and long-term malnutrition.

Looking at the dilapidated and shabby little house, Lingling was a little displeased. She didn't like the atmosphere of this place at all.

On the table was a small covered mirror, no bigger than the palm of her hand.

His yellow and thin face was covered with scars and bruises, and he was obviously malnourished. His clothes were dirty and full of stains.

The original owner was only twelve or thirteen years old, had never studied, and had been living in the life arranged by his mother.

"It's a pity that Lingzhi left just like that."

She said regretfully, before the original owner died, he kept thinking about his mother.

"Tell me, what is your last wish?"

Facing a wall, Ling Chu spoke with his hips akimbo in a cold voice.

"Can you see me?"

The girl in the white shirt looked surprised. She knew she was dead, but after she died, she didn't know where to go. It was so dark that she couldn't see anything.

She was so scared.

"What is your last wish?"

"I want my mother to live a better life without working so hard. She has given up too much for me. I don't want to hurt her anymore."

She was sobbing and talking with tears.

"Okay, I'll make it, you can leave now."

The original owner drank Mengpo soup with a dumbfounded expression, and was taken away by Wuchang.

Ling Ling searched for clean clothes in the suitcase, and after searching for a long time, he realized that the suitcase was full of dirty clothes.

"What a miserable time."

The zipper of the suitcase was broken and the top of the suitcase was dented and cracked.

Lingling found the wire and pried open the door.

The door is pushed open.

There are steps facing you, and there are some sundries piled up next to it.

The big green trash can outside is very close and the smell is very strong.

The place where I live is a small house remodeled under the stairs. The ground is covered with melon and fruit peels. The whole building looks old and has never been repaired.

Ling Ling went out to the street barefoot and wearing a white stained skirt.

The lights are feasting and the traffic is busy.

The city in the middle of the night has a bit of fireworks in it.

Lingling stood conspicuously on the steps.

She looked around in confusion. Right now, she was just a child. She just wanted to solve the problem of hunger and see if there were any kind people.

The people who came and went kept their eyes on Lingju for a few seconds, and then went to busy themselves with their own affairs.

In a fast-paced life, few people slow down to distract others.

"Isn't this sister-in-law Ling's daughter?"

The woman pushing a small cart to set up a stall recognized Lingling, she walked up, bent down, put her hands on Lingling's shoulders and said.

"Girl, why did you come out?"

"Hungry." She was silent for a long time before explaining the reason.

"Auntie will spread a pancake for you to eat, poor child, your mother is big enough to leave the child alone at home regardless of life or death." She said, scooped up the reconciled miscellaneous rice noodles and poured them on top, and beat eggs , put sausage, green onion, sauce.

"Sister-in-law doesn't have much money, but it's okay to take care of you for a meal."

Ling Ling looked at the person in front of him, and a picture appeared in his mind.

The woman fell to the ground, and the girl desperately pulled the woman out of the car. Not long after she was pulled out, the car exploded.

When she regained her senses, she remembered that this person was Aunt Xin who had been saved by the original owner before.

Lingling ran away from home and climbed to the hillside to hide. The car carrying melons and fruits overturned, people in the car were bleeding profusely, and the melons and fruits fell to pieces outside the car.

"Thank you."

She took the hot multigrain pancake and ate it with big mouthfuls. It was tomato-flavored, and a lot of ingredients were added to it.

"Hey, why did you come out alone today?"

Lingzhu helped Aunt Xin without saying a word.

"I'll call your mother, it's not safe for you to come out here alone at night."

While the woman was talking, the peak of the stall came.

People from get off work and school flocked here, and she was in a hurry.

At some point, there was a boy next to him, and the boy helped to deal with the pancakes, mung bean porridge, and steamed buns next to him.

After a busy meal, there were many fewer people, and a long time passed.

"The city management is here..."

The woman pushed the cart and ran, and the street stall next to her wrapped up her things and ran away. There was a mess in front of her, and a few others were caught and were warned to deal with it.

"How many times have I said that you can't set up stalls near the school. This will affect the students, and you don't have a business license. You will also make a mess of smoke and garbage everywhere."

……

Lingling went to Aunt Xin's house.

Aunt Xin's home has two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen, one bathroom and one balcony. The layout is simple, clean and tidy, and pleasing to the eye.

"Hey, your mother can't get through on the phone. How long has it been since you saw your mother?"

She had an ominous premonition in her heart, Chu Chu's mother was very young, so she probably didn't want to leave Chu Chu as a motivator.

"A week."

The original owner had a high fever and hunger, and died in the rented house.

"I can't get through the phone, and I don't know where I'm going. You can stay at Auntie's house for the time being. I'll make inquiries for you later."

"Yeah." Lingling didn't tell the truth, the original owner's mother probably abandoned the original owner now, because the original owner was sick, and this disease required expensive surgery fees, and she didn't want to waste her youth on a child with no future.

(End of this chapter)