Flash Marriage: Husband is Too Wild

Chen Yuan, who smoked for the first time, was painfully stimulated by the taste of cheap cigarettes. The discomfort in her lungs made her whole respiratory tract seem to be burning.

Why do people smoke and drink when they are struggling or unable to find a way out? This is not good for the development of the situation!

Chen Yuan finally stopped coughing. She looked at the burning cigarette butts in front of her and couldn't help crying.

His father Yu Zhenhai is a middle school teacher with rich knowledge. He has the style of literati in that era, elegant and with a touch of melancholy. He is thin and tall.

Her mother Song Zhen is just an ordinary textile factory worker. She has a beautiful face and a hot nature. She doesn't read much, but she has her own ideas.

Originally, such a family should be a combination of style and complement each other, but Chen Yuanda hasn't felt any feelings between them since she was born.

Endless noise, mother's crazy vent, father buried himself in muggy wine, as if the room was full of suffocating low pressure.

Chen Yuan was also called Yu Beibei at that time. Because of her parents, she was always bullied by her neighbors' children.

"Yu Beibei, Yu Beibei, the upper beam is not right, and the lower beam is not right. Bah!"

"Your mother and your father have strong feelings. They fight and blush every day!"

The little girl went home crying, but she got a worse scolding.

Sitting in the garden in the middle of the street, the midsummer weather in August made Chen Yuan shiver. Her body kept shivering, and the cigarette in her hand burned silently, leaving a bare cigarette end and scattered soot.

"Why, why are you doing this!" Chen Yuan didn't understand. She felt helpless and powerless. She couldn't change anything at all.

After a while back, the house must be in a mess again. The plates and dishes were broken on the ground. My father was driven out of the bedroom by my mother and slept drunk on the sofa.

At the thought of this, Chen Yuan felt a splitting headache.

Opening the cigarette box, Chen Yuan took another cigarette out. She looked at the flame of the lighter and really wanted to light herself with a flame to save herself from such endless torture.

But Chen Yuan didn't. in the heart of an 18-year-old girl, she still looks forward to miracles. She hopes that after she leaves home to study, the two can communicate with each other, put down everything in the past and start over.

Chen Yuan didn't inhale hard this time. She gently held the cigarette in her mouth and took a sip slowly. The smoke slipped to her throat and penetrated into her lungs with her breath, and the excess part ran out of her nose and mouth.

Although she still wanted to cough, it was not as severe as before. Chen Yuan smoked the cigarette to the end one by one.

Or because when smoking, people will keep breathing, which plays a calming and soothing role. Chen Yuan feels less uncomfortable.

She now has a calm attitude to examine what happened in her home. Her mother will mention the bitch and even the bitch's child every time she quarrels.

Mom said that there would be no other woman in dad's heart except the bitch, so the so-called bitch should be the lover before dad.

Who would she be? How are her children?

Since Dad's heart is not at home, why should he marry his mother, and he also said that his mother deceived him with despicable means, and why?

Chen Yuan has always been very smart, or her father's genes, and her grades are also very good. This time, she was admitted to the modern office major of a key university. In fact, Chen Yuan is very proud in her heart and can finally make her parents' faces more radiant.

But her mother was not happy. Did she feel that she could not face the situation of being alone with her father after she left?

Cigarettes were burning one by one. Chen Yuan frowned and thought about the problems between her parents. Her mouth became more and more bitter.

As the night gets deeper and deeper, there are fewer and fewer people in the street garden. When everyone passes by Chen Yuan, the elderly will look at the girl smoking and shake his head. The children will look back and look curiously, and the children's parents always drag the children away in disgust.

Other people's eyes don't matter to Chen Yuan at all. Does she see less white eyes from childhood?

There were more and more cigarette butts on the ground. Chen Yuan stamped out the last one and almost fainted to the ground when she stood up. The feeling of dizziness made her tottering. Fortunately, she held the back of the bench in time.

It turns out that not only alcohol, but also cigarettes can make people drunk. Chen Yuan has a preliminary understanding of cigarettes.

When she opened the coke, Chen Yuan gulped down and finally relieved the discomfort of drunkenness.

There are small insects whispering in the grass, the street lights are dim at night, and the dry and hot weather makes people reluctant to go home.

Under the electric poles on the street, there were people playing poker. Looking at such an ordinary and ordinary street view, Chen Yuan felt that she should go home.

In any case, I am already an adult in the legal sense and should be responsible for my parents.

Just now she rushed out of the house in anger. She didn't know what her parents were like now. Although Chen Yuan felt that she had seen the end, she still had to go back and clean up the mess left after their battle.

My father may be drunk, and my mother may take the money to continue playing mahjong, but someone has to clean up the mess in the room.

After smoking a whole pack of cigarettes, Chen Yuan's steps became a little floating. Although not every mouthful was sucked into her lungs like a real smoker, a lot of nicotine still entered her blood.

Staggering along the way to home, there were malicious men whistling at Chen Yuan from time to time, but she continued her way as if she hadn't heard it.

Home is getting closer and closer. Chen Yuan's heart is contradictory and helpless. After she stood still, she took a deep breath and silently counted a hundred times in her heart.

Be strong, Yu Beibei!

No matter what kind of scene you see when you go back, it won't be worse than before. Mom's noisy beating and scolding doesn't have much effect in front of dad. He will always choose to avoid or leave home. Although it will only make mom more painful and crazy, it can be calmed down for a period of time.

Chen Yuan walked forward step by step after counting. She came to the stairs, went upstairs and saw the door of her home.

There was no noise and it was very calm. Chen Yuan put her ear on the door and listened. There was no sound in the room.

It seems that the quarrel should have stopped. Chen Yuan sighed and took out the key.

After opening the door, the house was dark and there was no purr from my father. Was it because my father was angry with my mother?

Through the street light outside the window, Chen Yuan saw that the living room was indeed as messy as she expected.

Where have they gone?

Chen Yuanshun turned on the light, silently looked at the war scene in the living room, went to the kitchen, took out a broom and began to clean.

After cleaning up all the garbage, Chen Yuan's body was wet with sweat. She washed her face and went to the sofa to sit and rest.

It was already two o'clock in the morning. Chen Yuan's eyelids were a little sour. She rubbed her eyes and planned to go to bed first.

When passing her parents' bedroom, Chen Yuan heard a cry inside. She stopped and listened. It should be her mother.

In this way, my father must have been scolded by my mother. Now she is hiding in the room alone and crying.

Chen Yuan is softhearted. Although her mother always takes the lead in provoking trouble, she is always her own mother. If she doesn't take care of her and comfort her at this time, is she still a daughter?

"Mom, are you in there?" Chen Yuan knocked on the door. She didn't hear her mother's answer. She just felt that the cry was louder.

Chen Yuan pushed the door without a lock. She stepped up her efforts. The door of her parents' bedroom slowly opened, and there was no light in it.

"Mom..." Chen Yuan just shouted and immediately found something wrong. It was a creepy feeling.

Her head seemed blank. Chen Yuan's blood was about to solidify. She stood motionless at the door.

What's the smell? Why is it so pungent? It's not just that. This smell can make people feel swirling and bloody in an instant? Bloody smell!

Chen Yuan felt that the surrounding air had changed color. Trembling, she stretched out her hand and touched the light switch on the wall.

It was just a switch, but Chen Yuan felt that her strength had left her body, and her fingers trembled like her heart.

Courage was like a discouraged ball, which collapsed on Chen Yuan's fingertips. She grabbed the hand on the switch with her other hand and finally pressed it.

With a slap, the light filled the whole room. Chen Yuan couldn't help closing her eyes at the moment when the light was on.

The smell in her nose can't deceive people. Even if she closes her eyes, Chen Yuan feels a great sense of fear wrapped around her.

"Beibei, you're back..." Mother shouted in a changed tone.

The light made Chen Yuan with her eyes closed feel the darkness in front of her. She summoned up the courage to open her eyes.

"Ah!!!"

Blood, blood, there's blood everywhere. The smell just now is bloody. There's nothing wrong!

Whose blood is this? How can there be so many, so red, so suffocating!

Chen Yuan screamed, unable to restrain her fear. She bent down and began to vomit in the dark until her internal organs were about to turn out.

"Beibei, I, I killed your father!" Mother's voice was like a devil. Chen Yuan covered her ears and shook her head wildly. Tears splashed everywhere with her actions.

How? How? How can those scenes that only appear on TV happen to themselves!

Chen Yuan couldn't control herself. Her scream penetrated her eardrum, but she couldn't stop.

Mother rushed over and covered Chen Yuan's mouth. Her hands were greasy and full of her father's blood. Chen Yuan immediately began to vomit again.

"Beibei, don't shout, don't shout!" Mother's white clothes were stained with blood, bright red and dark red, like flowers on the snow.