The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 261 Sugar

   She spread out her palms and looked at this candy. She just tore open the candy wrapper, and before she could taste the sweetness, she suddenly fell down!

   tripped her.

   is the child in my uncle's house.

   There are several people behind him.

   Meng Tangan walked this road alone for a long time, and since she can remember, no one has ever picked her up.

   The whispers of several people, the voices echoed, and in the distance was the broken shadow of the dusk.

"put--"

   No matter how deep my mind is, I have never encountered such a thing.

   Meng Tangan knew what he wanted to do.

   She never dared to tell others, because she knew that it would only be her fault if she told it.

   These people's faces are twisted and ferocious, like monsters with green faces and fangs in fairy tales.

   In a trance, she thought.

   She is not a warrior who defeats monsters.

   She looked at the dim night and the lights outside the alley, everything became absurd, slow and blurry!

   The candy in his hand fell to the ground and rolled out a long distance. It was strawberry-flavored fruit candy, covered with mud.

   She hasn't had time to eat yet.

   She will be home in five minutes.

   God played a big joke on her.

   what actually happened.

   She couldn't remember clearly later.

   It seems that even the memory storage in the brain structure is extremely resistant to these.

   I don't know who screamed, and unprecedented fear filled everyone's faces.

   She looked at the expressions on their faces, suddenly there was a strange twist, and she fell into a nightmare.

   In a trance, I went back to that year.

   Dad stood beside Mom, and with his last look, he looked at her like an abyss.

  Passers-by finally discovered the abnormality and said in horror, "What are you doing!!"

   That night, she sat in the management bureau with only a piece of muddy candy in her hand.

  Three Uncles and the others rushed over with astonishing hatred in their eyes, and everyone was blaming her, as if she had made a huge mistake.

The words    were stuck on the scarred body.

   "If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have raised you with kindness, you would have done something wrong!!"

   "You return it to me!!"

   "Why did you do this?! I knew you were not a good thing ah ah ah ah..."

   "Is that how you repay us? I brought you up with all my hard work, and you actually avenge your kindness!"

   The recorder stopped their movements and said solemnly.

   "Please calm down, the cause of this incident was your son and three other friends trying to..."

   At that moment, after listening to what happened, their faces changed colorfully, and at last they burst into tears, staring at Meng Tangan resentfully, as if they were looking at the most vicious person in the world: "It must be that she didn't study well!!"

   "It's all her problem, it's the same as her dad."

   "That's right, my children are the most obedient."

Meng Tangan said nothing from the beginning to the end, numb like a puppet, their voices fell in her ears, but she couldn't hear a single word, there was a strange buzzing sound all over her body, she seemed to hear butterflies flying The sound of coming, got into my heart and flapped its wings.

   Two hours ago, someone hugged her.

  Two hours ago, she wanted to live a good life.

  No one wants to adopt Meng Tangan, and no one wants to be friends with such a person.

   On the day she left, the woman hugged her and cried bitterly, with piercing guilt: "I hurt you! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I hurt you..."

  If Meng Tangan was not left to talk that day.

  If she came home five minutes earlier that day.

   Is everything different?

   Her life was ruined!

   "It's not your fault, without today, there will be tomorrow, sooner or later."

   Meng Tangan said this sentence in a very calm tone under the stunned gaze of the other party.

   Later, she was alone and went to another city.

   One second before getting on the train, she threw that candy into the trash!

  Strawberry-flavored fruit candies are sinking deep into the foul-smelling garbage heap, slowly rotting.

   No one picked it up.

   Meng Tangan is the most outstanding character wherever she goes. She is smart, perfect, and beautiful. She gets along very well with friends in a new place soon.

   Here, no one knows her past.

   As if nothing happened.

   She is still an excellent and perfect being, without the slightest blemish.

   will always escape.

Right?

   She has been to many shops and begged many shopkeepers to do some odd jobs.

   Two weeks later, she was in charge of reading the speech. When she walked on stage, she found that everyone looked at her strangely.

   There was a loud, self-conceited voice under the stage.

   "Is that her?"

   "Oh my God, I know people and faces but not hearts. I didn't expect Meng Tangan to be such a person!"

   "I heard that her parents are...she is too!"

   "It's terrible..."

   "This kind of person dares to be with us."

   Their tone is filled with the excitement of mastering other people's secrets, with a sense of superiority that is countless times cleaner than Meng Tangan, and the indescribable taste of watching!

This kind of feeling is not painful, maybe it is because of long accustomed to it, as if 10,000 silver needles are stuck in the heart, Meng Tangan greets their gazes calmly, smiling brighter and brighter, the hand hanging by his side is shaking violently .

   Someone stood under the stage and gestured to her to come down.

   Meng Tangan is not!

   She stood proudly on the stage, in front of everyone, with a straight back, and read the speech out of script!

   Until the last word is said, the ceremony ends.

   Under everyone's weird eyes, she bowed and left the stage calmly.

   One person ran to the toilet and vomited in darkness.

   The look in her eyes when she finally met her father and everything in the alley that night appeared in front of her eyes alternately, driving people crazy!

   She couldn't even scream hysterically.

  Why is she doing this? !

Why? ! ! !

Why! ! ! ! ! !

   Heartbreaking.

   Can't ask for an answer.

   She couldn't get out.

   She dazedly thought of the conversation in the office that day, the man's soft eyebrows in the evening, like light, the piercing man couldn't open his eyes.

  The woman told her.

   Years will not fail you.

   Don't hurt yourself casually.

   They pulled the hook and stamped it.

But……

   But she is really tired, she wants to sleep well.

   She's about to break her promise.

That year, Meng Tangan came out of the clinic with a medical certificate in his hand. Pedestrians came and went on the street, talking and laughing, men in suits, bright women, and young and energetic children. , they passed by each other and went to different distances.

  Perhaps the person who you can’t ask for in this life will just pass you by.

   The sun fell on them, blurring their faces.

  The cold wind blew through her white dress, like a butterfly that could fly away at any time, imprisoned in a glass jar as a specimen.

   A gust of wind lifted the thin medical certificate.

   can faintly see the words.

   (end of this chapter)