I Wish Mo All the Best

　　What you see is what you use, keep pace with the times, and effectively catch Xia Fumeng's attention.

　　 "What kind of stuff do you draw..." Xia Fumeng vomited on her mouth, but she still stared at it. She hadn't realized that she painted herself silently.

　　 "When other people are playing, this little girl keeps learning and learning. The little girl is very smart and won many awards..."

　　 talked while drawing, and several trophies jumped on the paper.

"Everyone will have this kind of thinking, and this girl is no exception. Suddenly one day, she asked herself, what is the point of working so hard? Knowing that, my father will be very happy, and my mother will be very happy. Come, hard work makes sense."

　　 said silently, at this time, Xia Fumeng's face had changed color.

"shut up!"

　　Speaking of this, even a fool should hear it.

The little girl who painted 　　 quietly is Xia Fumeng.

　　Those things that she thought were hidden deep, were directly pierced by silence. Xia Fumeng felt very bad. She was emotional and wanted to stop the silence.

　　 could speak quietly and let her sit back.

　　 "Why are you so excited? Do you think I painted you?"

　　 One of the psychological characteristics of juvenile delinquency, good face.

　　 Sure enough, Xia Fumeng sat back again, turning his head to the side with hatred in his eyes.

　　 "If you don't look, it means you are guilty-oh, it turns out that our younger sister who has a high IQ is still guilty?"

"I do not have!"

　　 "Then you continue to show me." Qian Mo's performance just made the other brothers in the room burst into tears.

　　 Sisters are powerful, Sisters are domineering! Sister gave us a long face!

　　 How cruel this indifferent girl is, a little girl's film is so distracting that everyone can't take her.

　　I don’t know which brother whispered, "The wicked still need the wicked to grind."

　　 Not good, murderous!

　　Xiaohei looked at him coldly and broke the ground to start, who is the wicked, make it clear.

　　 "No, I mean, it's still Shimei Gao..."

　　 "The girl thinks about her hard work, the father will reward him? The mother will be happy? Maybe, they can spend a day with her, who knows the lonely child in this genius girl?"

　　 "I am not alone, I have money, I have money at home, I have everything I want!"

　　 "I said you?" Qian Mo glanced at her and saw Xia Fumeng's clenched fist, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

　　 lost yesterday, and today she was back to the city again.

　　 "But why did she do what the adults expected, but the adults let her down?"

　　 changed the paper silently and continued to draw.

　　 The style of painting at this time is different from the cuteness just now, and it becomes cold.

　　 "No matter how much effort, they can't get back their attention. What can they give besides money or money? What's the use of money?"

　　 A pile of banknotes is covered with bones, and Xia Fumeng's breathing began to rush. It was difficult for others in this room to understand, because she said all of Xia Fumeng's innermost thoughts.

　　 "Promised good things will never be done. No matter how hard you try, you will only get an empty compliment. You are so good, hehe, you can't even spend a little time with your company for so long, so a ghost."

　　 After sketching the bones under the banknote, he suddenly put a cross on it.

　　 "No, no, you must restrain the inner devil, you can't do this..."

　　 Xia Fumeng's eyes are full of confusion, yes, she once hesitated.

　　 Talking about this sentence is only half sure.

　　 She is not sure whether Xia Fumeng's innate personality defects lead to such cruel indifference, or is it due to the influence of the family environment, this sentence is actually very risky.

　　 The seemingly simple comic strip is actually a psychological battlefield here.

　　 One step was wrong, all the fores in front were finished.

　　 If this little girl is not an acquired influence, but a person with a congenital psychological disorder personality defect, the phrase of Momo will be exposed. The other party may come out of the Moment of Mystery, which should not have been done.

　　 But there was an important reason for her to do so.

　　 She opened the piano cover yesterday and saw a cartoon sticker in an inconspicuous position in the cover.

　　 is Doraemon's family portrait. This little cartoon makes Bianmo have a bold association. An indifferent innate personality defect should not have such a longing for the family.

　　 But it was too arbitrary to judge all based on one sticker, so it was arrogant to make this decision by Qian Mo. When she observed Xia Fumeng’s confused micro-expression, Qian Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 is right.

　　 This step is an adventure, but the effect is also amazing. She guessed right. Xia Fumeng is not a congenital personality disorder, but brought by the acquired family. Since this is easy to handle.

"The little girl wants to suppress the devil who is more and more rebellious in her heart. She suppresses her impulse and thinks that as long as she works hard, maybe one day she will meet with the long-awaited family warmly, saying that parents are the most Good teacher~www.readwn.com~ But why is this kid experiencing the worst demonstration in life?"

　　 quietly opened another piece of paper, and drew a man who looked like a father. He threw the girl's heart to the ground and broke his heart.

　　She didn't know what caused the child's state of mind, but from the information she overheard yesterday, she knew that it was related to her useless parents.

　　 So vaguely used to crush the heart as a metaphor.

"He doesn't deserve, neither of them deserves! What qualifications do such people have to be parents? What qualifications?! Every day I know that I go out to drink and socialize with my father who plays with women, and when I play emptiness, I know that my mother crying and letting me gas, waste is all waste. !"

　　 Xia Fumeng was evoked by the truth. The mouth of the cheerleading line behind the silence became o-shaped. Shimei Niu, how did this happen?

　　 "But he gave you an excellent life, didn't he?"

　　 "I go to its excellent!" Xia Fumeng swept the paintings on the table to the ground, and Xiaohe hurried forward to block the silence. This tiny skinny tender meat was so hurt by the pen splash.

"My parents are hypocritical people. They told me to be an upright person and do the shameless things behind their backs. Do you know what I saw them doing? You can't think of it, my parents, right Is a private entrepreneur who often broadcasts on the local station. Under my eyes, I gave my favorite tutor. He sleeps with my tutor!"

　　 Xia Fumeng held his fist and gritted his teeth.

　　 No one ever cared about her.

　　In her parents' eyes, only those who have merit and fame, she was nothing but a tool to show off to outsiders in the eyes of her parents.

　　My daughter passed the tenth grade piano at the age of eight, Latin dance tenth grade, the Olympic champion...

　　Behind these glory, has anyone seen her as a person?