bad marriage

Chapter 39

"Mom, Dad..." Gu Anning called softly: "I am also your daughter, have you thought about it for me from my standpoint, as long as you say no, I will accept it, but between my sister and me Can you give me some justice?"

"Mom, she wants to burn me to death..."

"Mom, tell her to get out..."

"mom……"

Scene after scene, all the strength in her body has been exhausted, and now she has no strength anymore.

Gu's father looked at Gu Anning in surprise, why is this child a little different today?
Gu's mother didn't think so much, she turned against her, stood up and asked angrily: "Let me ask you, did you hit your sister this morning?"

When Gu An Ning met her mother's gaze, it turned out that nothing was important, the process didn't matter at all, the important result was whether she hit Gu Yining or not.

"Yes……"

Gu's mother took the feather duster she had on hand, and slapped it on Gu Anning's calf.

Because of the hot weather, she didn't wear anything under her school uniform trousers, her legs were bare, only the outer trousers.

An Ning clenched her lower lip.

"Mom, you have never heard me say a complete sentence. Yining is your child, so am I... Why do you treat me like this? Am I wrong? As long as I say something that doesn't suit you, as long as I don't Serving Yining, have you ever asked me why I beat her? Have you ever asked? Has anyone cared about me?..."

But these words only made Gu's mother even more angry. She pressed Gu An Ning on the sofa by the waist, and the feather duster fell on An Ning's back, legs, and waist.

Gu Anning buried her face in the sofa, white mist appeared in her eyes.

Gu Haitao looked at his mother, rushed over, and hugged Gu's mother's waist.

"Mom, why don't you go around Second Sister..."

Tears fell straight down on the sofa.

On the eyes, on the neck.

If you really don't like her so much, why did you give birth to her?

Why not strangle her when she was born?
At the end of the beating, Mama Gu was also tired from the beating. She threw the feather duster on the ground, panting and cursing.

"I hit you because you have no distinction between young and old, and you dare to hit your sister. If Yining is wrong, you tell me, and I will naturally blame her, but it's not your turn to do it, because I punished you last night. You stand, show me your temper today, you say I am unfair? Gu Anning, you and Gu Yining are both born to me, the palms and backs of your hands are full of meat, why do I treat you differently? I will feed Yining Are you hungry? Or am I only paying Yining's tuition and let you beg for food?"

Gu Anning's heart was beating violently, and it seemed that it was about to jump out of her chest.

It seems that her injury still hasn't healed.

scars.

A whole body of injuries.

Busy on the end of the world, there are floating clouds everywhere.

Tears fell to the ground endlessly.

Drop by drop.

After a long time, Gu Anning just stretched out her hand to cover her face.

"Okay, calm down, let's eat..." Papa Gu said suddenly.

Mother Gu's chest was heaving up and down, pointing at Gu Anning who was lying on the sofa and cursing: "With her virtue, who is she like?"

An Ning climbed down from the sofa, a trace of contempt tugged from the corner of her lips, contempt for herself.

"Stop for me, where are you going..."

Mother Gu yelled.

An Ning stood still, with her back to the family. Her heart was also made of flesh. Her heart would be broken, it would hurt, and she would die.

"If mom, you don't want to fight anymore, then I want to go out to get some air..." He walked out of the room step by step.

"Look at her. She just learned from her grandma. What have you learned? Who doesn't feel discouraged when she looks dead all day?" Gu's mother shouted, grabbing Gu's father's sleeve.

Would a 13-year-old child feel sad when he heard these words?

Her answer is yes.

She thought that as long as she backed down, she could bear it, but it still didn't work.

An Ning suddenly picked up her pace and ran outside.

Where can she find a place to stay?
She didn't know why she went to the No. [-] Middle School, because the middle school closed later than An Ning and the others, so she hadn't finished class yet.

She couldn't explain why she wanted to come here, she wanted to touch the violin now.

She wanted to tell grandma, why was she left alone?

She has tried her best, really tried her best, and she has no strength left.

The princess came out of the school doctor's room. The school doctor looked at him worriedly, with a worried expression on his face.

"Princess, go to the hospital to have a look..."

The princess still looked like that, she had no desires and no desires, and said politely to the school doctor.

"I'm fine, I'll go to the hospital if I don't feel well."

The school doctor shook his head and returned to his workshop.

The concubine walked slowly, as if she was a nobleman who came out of the Middle Ages, as if she had to think twice about every step she took.

His bag is still in the practice room, so he's going to go back and get it out.

Walk to the practice room, stay on the ground and stand still.

Her brows were slightly frowned, but she immediately returned to her original appearance, her eyes touched the back of a hugging body curled up, her body was still trembling slightly.

"Want to go in?"

A gentle voice sounded in An Ning's ears, she raised her head, because she cried for too long, her eyes were a little blurred, and she couldn't see the person in front of her clearly.

The princess sighed softly, and glanced at the watch on her wrist.

Open the door of the practice room, stand by the door, and look at her: "Aren't you going to come in?"

Gu Anning's lips were tightly pursed, and her little hands were white because of her clenched fists for a long time.

She stood up, walked in, and he closed the door of the practice room.

The air fell into silence.

Only her somewhat uneven breathing.

The princess got on the stage, sat down, and picked up the bow.

"If you encounter unhappy things, it's okay to cry. It's your punishment to keep thinking about it." His hands moved slowly.

He thought, the girl in front of him should be very unhappy, right?

Pain was written on her face, he sighed helplessly in his heart, the corners of his lips were a little paler than before.

Girls just cry a lot, he thought lightly.

She was still crying, and at the end it turned into howling.

Tears fell in the eyes, sliding down silently.

Always have to stop.

Don't do what you have to do.

It's time to stop.

Regardless of the points, the points shall be assigned.

He stood up, then reached out his hand, grabbed her hand and got on the table.

Putting the bow in her hand, the sound is like cotton wool floating in the sky, soft and faint.

"This is called the bow... Music is also alive, some are bright, some are brilliant, and some are dark and dazzling. I can't think of anything that it doesn't contain..."

He bent down, grabbed her hand to hold the bow, put the bow on the strings, and then slid it slowly.

(End of this chapter)