Yesterday, I dreamed again I saw a hot list of women's death advice on my mobile phone. I clicked on it and found that the woman was my old friend Lulu (pronounciation). She was beaten to death by her husband at night of.
After seeing this news, I was shocked and felt a little sad. I thought how could this happen, and then told my parents the news.
Turning to the next day, I lived as usual, and my mood was quite relaxed and happy. It's just that I always feel that something is wrong there, but I don't know where it is. After a long time in this way, my mother mentioned the news of Lulu's death when I was talking to my mother. I was puzzled for a while, thinking why did she die? ! How did mom know? ! Then I asked my mother these questions, but my mother told me that I told her
When I heard these words, I began to recall them in my head, and gradually I remembered the news of Lulu's tragic death the day before. I was feeling sad while thinking about yesterday and today. I thought maybe it was because I was stimulated by the news of Lulu's death yesterday, so I didn't remember anything about those things when I woke up today. Thinking about the past, my heart became more and more uncomfortable, and then I couldn't help crying. Lulu was gone, and I was sad for her and what happened to her. I know something about her marriage, and I have a general impression that her husband treats her badly, and her life is not happy.
Then I came to the road in front of Lulu's house. When I approached her house, I saw her son Cheng Cheng (pronounciation) sitting on the ground on the roadside in front of the left diagonal and playing alone. Short hair close to the head, looks like five or six years old. He stretched his legs out flat on the ground, and lowered his head to fiddle with some small objects. Some of those objects were held in the hands, and some were placed on the ground between the legs. It seems that they don't know the news that their mother has passed away. I looked at him for a moment, feeling a little heartbroken that such a young child has no mother.
I walked forward again, passing the small old concrete door frame leading to Lulu¡¯s house on the right side of the road. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw many people in white mourning clothes on the right side, probably from their own family. I walked a few steps forward and met Lulu's husband's sister, and then a young man came, but before I got here, the sister of Lulu's mother-in-law told me to drive him back. It was only after the man turned and left that I realized that probably that was Lulu's husband.
I turned around and looked at Cheng Cheng who was sitting on the ground playing, and then left
During the period, the picture of Lulu dying on the bed flashed before my eyes, there was blood, and the time was after two o'clock in the morning, which was different from the time I learned before, it was earlier
I walked into the alley leading to my house, and saw a big bag half the height of a person in the middle of the road. On the bag was my father's thick brown floral shirt. The collar of the shirt is facing east, which is to my right, and the tail of the shirt extends beyond the big bag and part of the shed. Under the cover of these alleys, the part on the right side couldn't get through at all, and there was a little margin on the left side, so I kicked up and squeezed my father's clothes from the left side.
After passing, I stood on the road in the alley and patted my pants. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a big bag in front of me, but that bag was not in the way. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my father coming out of the house. He passed by the west side of the big bag in front, and then he stood some distance away from me and talked to me. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com