If Love Was Predestined

long time.

Liang Juntao's room finally calmed down. There was no other sound except for the man's heavy breathing. Lin Jia was lying naked on the ground with her limbs open and lifeless like a rag doll.

Liang Juntao lay on one side, turned over and murmured, "Mo Tao..."

Holding his messy clothes in his arms, Liang Juntao seemed to embrace Mo Tao, sighed with satisfaction, and then fell asleep.

Lin Jia was lying there in silence, her eyes were gray. Just before, she was still crying. The pain in her body and heart made her cry in despair. But now, she can't even cry.

For a long time, she slowly put her hand on the ground and got up from the ground. Her legs were sour and soft, and she had no strength. The disgusting sticky feeling between her legs reminded her of what had just happened. Holding the windowsill, Lin Jiayin leaned against the wall and looked out from the open window.

Late at night, outside in addition to street lights, there is no light, just like her broken life, can not see a little hope.

Lin Jiayin couldn't understand why she wanted to live in the world. She was born in such an inhumane family. She was beaten up by her mother from childhood. When she was a child, she also had dreams. She likes painting. She hopes to paint the best one day and sell a lot of money. Isn't this the world of poor people, no matter what kind of dream it is, no matter how much dream it is Beauty is always related to money.

However, her mother refused to let her learn. From the beginning of her memory, Lin Jiayin's deepest impression was that as long as she moved her pen, her mother would rudely take away her pen and paper and tear it up. She hated that she did not work and could not share the housework with her.

Paper and pen are rare things for Lin Jiayin. She didn't go to school. The only paper she had was torn from the books thrown away by children at school. Several pens were also picked up from the garbage heap. There are always a lot of garbage dumps in poor mountain villages. There is no one to rectify them. It is Lin Jiayin's paradise from childhood to adulthood. All the things she makes can only be obtained from those garbage dumps, because her mother will not buy anything for her.

Later, she finally understood that she could not write and draw in the place where her mother could see. Her mother would be very angry. So she can only go to the mountains to collect firewood, wash clothes by the river, and in winter, her little hand is blue and blue cracked by cold, but she never loosens the stick in her hand, which is her brush.

It's her dream.

But after her brother came back, she even became a luxury.

In order to give her brother a good life, her mother did not even hesitate, so she gave her to Liang Juntao. On the day of Liang Juntao's return, Lin Jia was sad, but not desperate. She thought that if such a departure was regarded as an escape, it would be a lucky start.

As for what kind of life would be with Liang Juntao, she could not imagine or dare to think about it. For a 12-year-old child, it was a great joy to escape from a wolf's nest. As for whether the tiger's den would enter again, she did not think so much.

Even here, when she was beaten and scolded by He Xiang and was not seen by anyone, she cherished a glimmer of hope and thought that it would pass away, as if all the unbearable things would really pass.

But today, she suddenly felt a little tired. Looking back on the 12 years of life, every day is a pain. She can't think of anything that can make her laugh. In addition to the pain is injury, does she really have to go on?

Today's event is like the last straw that crushed the camel. For the first time, Lin Jiayin doubted the significance of her own life. No one cared about her, no one needed her, even if she was alive or dead. It meant the same to all people, no difference.

This is terrible.

The eyes are sour and astringent, but they can't shed any more tears. The tears run dry, and the heart seems to be silent. All the thoughts are gone.

Lin Jiayin, you might as well die and end this miserable life early. When you reincarnate in the next life, you should not be born in such a family.

Lin Jiayin told herself over and over again that she turned her head and looked at Liang Juntao behind her. There was a pool of blood on the ground. It was her. Liang Juntao sleeps like a dead pig, unconscious.

Lin Jiayin began to laugh. At the age of twelve, her face was tender, but she was smiling like a flower.

Turning around, Lin Jiayin did not look behind her and climbed up the window with the edge of the windowsill.

The night wind blows in coldly. The temperature in the early autumn night is very low. Lin Jia shivers weakly and clenches her lips tightly. Her body trembles with fear.

It was the first time she faced death. She was afraid, afraid of dying. But I'm more afraid to live.

For a long time, Lin Jia was cruel and jumped from the window sill.

Gothic style villa, two floors as high as ten meters, a small body from the windowsill, landing issued a dull sound, the night is particularly light, did not disturb anyone, Lin Jiayin ended his life.A lot of blood gradually spilled out on the ground. Lin Jiayin was facing down. From the angle that others could not see, Lin Jiayin's mouth was a smile of relief.

This is the world. Indifference is the overwhelming majority, pain is the overwhelming majority, and misfortune is the overwhelming majority. Lin MI is lucky to meet a Liang Bocheng, but not all girls have such luck.

Most women, can only live a mediocre life, there is a quiet good man around her, maybe there will be a child, not so much money you want to buy, maybe there will be quarrel, unwilling, angry, such a life, will make many women doubt the meaning of their life.

But there is still too much happiness. To live, to love, to have a family, to live in the dreams of many people.

Despair is like Lynn, and there is no such opportunity. There are too many girls like Lin Jiayin in the world. For them, ordinary living is just a dream of luxury.

This is the cruelty of the world. It's just that the world is polite to most people after all.

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