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When a person gets old, she often recalls. Whenever Kong Liqing, who ages calmly, starts to recall the past, her story always starts from that hot evening.
July, the hottest month of the year, with a high temperature of 38 degrees for several days, the whole city was exhausted. After several days of staying up, a heavy rain finally came in the evening of this day. Summer rain It came with a torrential momentum, but it didn't last long. After ten minutes of pouring rain and fog, everything returned to normal.
It was already dark after the rain. Kong Liqing came out of the supermarket at the gate of the community with a bag of sundries at around 8 o'clock in the evening. There was a kind of moisture in the air that had just rained, and the hot ground was watered by rain. , a burst of heat evaporated, and the space after the rain was still stuffy.
The sound of music came from the shop on the side of the road. Three fresh female voices sang a song with a less intense melody.
"Wisteria flower, facing the wind, worrying day and night, the more you try to be cheerful and cheerful, the more hoarse your laughter will be." Kong Liqing walked slowly on the sidewalk beside the road and listened attentively.
"Wisteria, hang your heart on the merry-go-round, and never forget the old love story." A little bit of a girl's voice, singing briskly and sadly but not hurting, listening quietly and listening a little bit, Kong Liqing's thoughts went far away In the time and space outside her body, the scenery outside her was nothingness in her eyes. While walking around in a trance, there was a light "pop" sound from the shopping belt in her hand, followed by a "crash" of random thoughts, and she came back to her senses. Only when Kong Liqing arrived did he realize that there was a pile of sundries that he bought just now on the ground in front of him.
The buckets of baby milk powder, toothpaste, soap, and sanitary napkins were spilled all over the ground at his feet, and the strap on one side of the plastic bag in his hand was broken. Kong Liqing slowly raised the fluffy plastic bag in front of his eyes and looked at it. After half a second of sluggishness, she sighed.
Kong Liqing's luck is bad. It should be said that she has been very unlucky in her 27-year-old life. Everything she does is less smooth than others. If she wants to accomplish something, she has to experience more than others The twists and turns, things like this kind of good plastic bags that are not overweight and suddenly broken, are really nothing to her.
The thing fell on the road full of rain, and it was stained. Fortunately, it was packaged and wiped off the silt. It didn't affect anything. Kong Liqing thought about squatting down, picked up the most valuable milk powder, and turned back. supermarket.
In the supermarket, I bought another shopping bag for 30 cents, and hurried back to collect the odds and ends scattered on the side of the road. This time, she didn't have the time to sigh anymore, and walked home with the bag. She walked all the way and muttered in a low voice: "There are still 20,000 deposits, 2,000 monthly mortgage repayments, 1,200 monthly childcare fees for the baby, 1,500 living expenses, water, electricity, and gas bills, and 400 for transportation expenses to find a job. , add up to 5100, so it can last for more than three months at most.¡± She paused here, and her feet also stopped, she looked up at the dark sky and sighed, with a sad face: ¡°If What should I do if the baby is sick again?"
Kong Liqing is a bit dull-headed. She is the kind of person who is immersed in her own world and doesn't care about the things around her. She talks to herself as she walks and talks, which looks a little neurotic to others.
In a mid-range residential area, after the rain, some elderly people were sitting by the green belt downstairs to enjoy the shade. A muttering, neurotic woman walked past them as if nothing had happened, and looked at her from a distance. His walking posture was procrastinated, with slumped shoulders and a hunchback, and he looked a little downcast.
Two years ago, Kong Liqing bought the house she lives in in City B, a city with sky-high housing prices. The house only has 70 square meters, and the total price is 840,000. She has to repay the bank loan of more than 500,000 yuan for 25 years.
Kong Liqing is 27 years old this year. She has been down and out for half her life. She has been depressed and has low self-esteem. It may be that she has been depressed for many years, so she likes to live in high-rise buildings. When she bought a house, there were actually low-rise houses in this community. The shared area of ??houses without elevators is smaller, and the usable area of ??the house is also larger, but she just bought a high-rise because of the little thought in her heart. The house she bought is one of the only two small high-rise buildings in this community. Dong, she lives on the top floor on the 28th floor.
There was no one in the elevator, and the small space illuminated by the incandescent lamp was bright, but in Kong Liqing's eyes, it was full of white spots, and she didn't like this feeling.
In the confined space, the "click" sound of the elevator going up could be heard from time to time, and a faint smell of blood came from the nose. In the center of the two-square-meter elevator, there were two drops of blood, which were not too obvious. Kong Liqing's Her eyes stayed there for a while, then she turned her face away indifferently, and looked up at the TV.With the ever-changing numbers in the house, I began to think about the distribution of money in my mind again, and my face began to look sad again.
The elevator stopped on the top floor within a minute. Kong Liqing lived in a unit with two households on the first floor. The area opposite her was twice the size of her house. It was a very beautiful young woman who was a flight attendant.
When getting out of the elevator, he saw some blood stains at the neighbor's door with a casual glance. Kong Liqing was also slightly stunned, then turned around with a still indifferent expression and took out the key to open the door.
The living room is not big, but there is a huge floor-to-ceiling window. When the weather is good during the day, Kong Liqing, who is bright and clean, likes the sunlight shining into the room very much.
The room is furnished simply, with an open kitchen. There is a small dining table and four wooden chairs with backrests at the entrance of the living room. They take up some space and can be regarded as a dining room. A 32-inch LCD TV is placed near the floor-to-ceiling windows. , a small fabric sofa, and a tempered glass tea table.
The room is simple, but tidy. When Kong Liqing entered the room, SpongeBob SquarePants was playing on the TV. Kong Wanxiang was holding his monkey puppet, leaning on the sofa and watching seriously, with his legs dangling in the air. Under the sofa, the person is small but well-behaved.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Kong Wanxiang turned his head to look at the door, sat there and called out: "Mom."
Kong Liqing responded, bent down to change into slippers, went to the bathroom to get a towel, came out and sat beside Kong Wanxiang, took out the dirty things one by one, and wiped them clean with the towel.
"Is the bag broken again?" The immature child's voice sounded in Kong Liqing's ear.
Kong Liqing stopped wiping things for a while, turned his head to look at the expressionless delicate face next to him, and then said with some embarrassment: "Next time I will take a cloth bag by myself, the cloth bag is strong."
Kong Wanxiang's small eyebrows frowned, he didn't speak, and turned to watch TV again.
Kong Liqing also frowned, she couldn't figure it out, why is Wan Xiang like this, why doesn't he look like a child at the age of five? In her view, children at this age should be mischievous, roll around like a mud monkey every day, and have no peace when they go to the house.
Kong Liqing had a miserable childhood and adolescence. In her memory, she grew up with verbal abuse and beatings, mental and physical torture throughout her childhood and adolescence, which she could not get rid of all her life. Nightmare, she knows all too well the misery involved, so she has always been tolerant to Wan Xiang and tried her best to love him, but now Wan Xiang is not as gloomy and inferior as she was when she was a child, but his performance is also Unlike ordinary children, he is too quiet and sensible.
Sometimes Kong Liqing couldn't help but wonder if Wan Xiang also had memories when he was a child, and he remembered all the bad lives? But how old was he then? Kong Liqing remembered that when she took Wan Xiang to her side, he hadn't yet celebrated his third birthday, so logically speaking, he shouldn't have any memories.
Wan Xiang is actually not Kong Liqing's son. Seriously speaking, he should be Kong Liqing's half-brother. Kong Liqing had a very tragic growth experience.
Kong Liqing was born in a very remote mountain village in the Yunnan-Guizhou region of China. Kong Liqing¡¯s father, Kong Jianhui, was the only promising person in their village. Kong Liqing¡¯s grandmother was a well-known beauty in the local area. She gave birth to nine children in her life. Children, only Kong Liqing's father inherited her grandma's appearance, he was a handsome and delicate man.
Kong Liqing¡¯s grandfather was the party secretary of their village at the time. In the late 1970s in China, soldiers were still very popular. When Kong Liqing¡¯s grandfather came to recruit soldiers in their local area, he used his little power to make his eldest son Kong Jianhui He was sent to the army, and Kong Jianhui, who became a soldier, changed his destiny ever since.
Kong Jianhui was good at franchise all his life. After serving as a conscript for several years, he got a place to change jobs. After retiring from the army, he changed jobs and went to a large state-owned factory in a municipality directly under the Central Government on the edge of City B.
Although Kong Jianhui, who has lived in the city for several years, is good-looking and willing to endure hardships, he has nothing to do with him and has no background. The next day he went back to his hometown and married a rural teacher introduced by his mother. After marriage, Kong Jianhui still went back to work and left his wife in his hometown. Since then, the two began to live apart in two places. After leaving her, communication was not developed at that time, and Kong Liqing's mother wrote to his father to tell him that he had given birth to a child, but did not mention a boy or a girl. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com