Zhao Yi loves Rococo very much, and she is rarely aggressive towards Rococo on weekdays, and her anger is just on the surface.
For Zhao Yi, Rococo is more like her younger sister, a relative who relies on each other for warmth in Beijing.
Rococo comes from a single-parent family. But she originally had the opportunity to choose not to be a single parent, but she was stupid.
When Rococo was in junior high school, he lived on campus and only went home on weekends.
In Chinese class this morning, Luo Keke suddenly had a stomachache. He frowned and crawled on the table. The fine sweat gathered into large drops of sweat and flowed down from his forehead.
Seeing this, the teacher got off the podium and came to the Rococo desk, seeing her pale face and sweating. When I asked her what was wrong, she said her stomach hurt. Although the teacher is a man, he can guess that she may have menarche. So he interrupted the class, took off his coat, wrapped it around Rococo's stomach, and carried her out of the classroom to the infirmary.
After a simple treatment in the infirmary, the teacher sent Rococo home again.
Luo Keke just arrived at the door and saw a pair of men's shoes under the shoe cabinet at home. She thought it was her father who had returned, so she put down her schoolbag and went to find her father happily, almost forgetting the pain in her stomach.
The door of the parents' room was slightly opened, and there were heavy and light breathing sounds from inside, as well as ear-piercing words of reproach.
Luo Keke is only in the first grade of junior high school, and although he doesn't know about those things between adults, he also has a little idea of ??what the voice is doing. She blushed and retreated to her room, dragged her schoolbag and nestled on the bed, not even daring to breathe loudly, for fear of shocking her parents.
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The sound insulation effect of the old house is not good, and the sound of breathing fluctuates, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, all of which are heard by Rococo.
A young girl, hearing the primitive call from her body, blushed, her heartbeat accelerated inexplicably, her mind was blank, and she forgot to think.
A few minutes later, after she heard her mother call out, the room returned to silence.
Luo Keke's thumping heart also settled down a bit, thinking that she would be able to see her father in a while, she immediately fell in love with her.
After a while, the "father" in the room spoke.
Rococo listened, listened, and found that something was wrong, why did his father's voice change? Her father's voice was obviously loud and sonorous, but how could it become sharp and sharp? She tilted her head and strained her ears to listen, but she couldn't hear what they were saying.
After a long time, I heard the sound of someone getting out of bed.
Rococo jumped off the bed and rushed out full of joy.
"dad!"
But when she saw the man who made the sharp and sharp voice clearly, her breathing became stagnant, and her mind was thrown into chaos.
The man was not much better either, with a frightened and flustered expression on his face, he forgot what he was going to do when he came out.
Luo Keke wiped his eyes with his palms, trying to open his eyes to the maximum range again and again, and saw the man in front of him clearly again and again.
This man wearing only a pair of shorts is not her father. She doesn't even know him.
The man looked at the little girl over and over again, and he was surrounded by a little bit of guilt. His heart was flustered and flustered, like boiling water, and fine sweat ran down his scalp to his forehead, and then he was naked Just go barefoot to open the door.
Rococo's mother came out and saw the man was about to leave, and laughed: "Now I know I'm afraid? Why weren't you afraid when I came here?"
The man turned his head, his eyes showing panic.
One big and one small, standing in front of him, one was smiling blushingly, and the other was pale with terrified pupils.
His physical pleasure has long since disappeared, and what remains is that the rope of morality is gradually binding him tightly, his scalp is numb, and he just wants to leave as soon as possible.
Ke Rococo's mother still smiled, her face was flushed, "Coward!" Seeing that the man didn't respond to her, she closed the door and ran away. While thinking about it, she turned around and wanted to go back to the room to catch up on sleep.
"mom¡¡"
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Rococo's voice was trembling, very cautious, very low, as if if it was louder, her mother would close the door and run away with that man.
The mother stopped breathing for a moment, and turned to look at her daughter in disbelief.
It really is her daughter.
She saw panic in her daughter's big watery eyes, and her face was pale. After the passion, the body was already exhausted and the blood supply was insufficient. At this moment, even the basic thinking ability was almost lost, and he stared blankly at his daughter like a wooden figure.
The eyes of mother and daughter met each other, a thick wall slowly formed between them, and no one could see the other's heart.
For a moment, mother twisted slightly.?, asked her daughter carefully.
"Coco when did you come back?"
Rococo can't speak, such a big living person suddenly appeared in her parents' room and did such a thing, it was a big blow to her.
The mother walked up to her, hugged her, and gently stroked her head: "You didn't see anything, but you are just a friend, come to our house to talk about something, you know?"
Rococo was completely numb, allowing her mother to brainwash her.
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Luo Keke is the only daughter, and her father regards her as the apple of his eye. The father and daughter are like friends, and the relationship is very deep.
After that incident, Rococo saw the picture of her parents loving each other. When she opened and closed her eyes, she saw the man standing in front of her in shorts. So she abides by her duty, studies hard, and doesn't care about anything.
Rococo lived in school longer, and only went home once every two weeks. When he got home, he just got some new clothes, pocket money, and didn't talk much to his parents.
As long as Rococo meets his father's eyes, he will think of that man's face. If she sees her mother smiling affectionately at her father again, she will feel evil in her heart, and her mind will be filled with her mother's ups and downs that day. So she didn't stay at home much anymore. Even if she was at home during the winter vacation, she still used the excuse that she had to do her homework and stayed in the room by herself.
The father thought that his daughter had changed her temperament because of her too much study, so she was very worried and called the teacher.
The school said that there is no increase in learning tasks, and it is the same as usual. The father was even more confused, worried about his daughter, and wanted to talk to her.
As soon as he entered the daughter's room, the daughter avoided him and refused him on the pretext of listening to English.
The father refused to leave, but sat on a chair with his daughter.
Rococo felt uncomfortable all over, and couldn't bear it anymore, so he hugged his father and cried, talking about the man he saw that day while crying.
The father was stunned for a while, and then put the broken heart into a corner of his chest, trying to recover his breath.
He smiled and touched his daughter's head, and explained: "He, Dad asked him to come home to deliver things. He talked loudly with your mother, didn't he scare you? No wonder he told me that day, Said that I scared you, and ran away without saying hello! That scoundrel! Dad must teach him a lesson next time!"
Rococo cried even harder, she knew that her father was lying to her, and he was also lying to himself. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com