Report to the captain: Your predecessor has boarded

Single apartment, the area is not large.

Although the decoration is simple, it is a little girl living alone. The whole room looks clean and tidy, with a warmth.

Usually only Qian Mengting is alone, and the room is just the size.

Now, after two people suddenly came in, the living room, which was not too small, suddenly seemed a little crowded.

In particular, Yan's mother and Yan Sheng sat side by side on the sofa from the Internet. The gap in the middle was not enough to sit down another person.

There is such a sofa at home that Qian Mengting, who is still lame, can only sit on the stool pulled out from the side. Due to Yan Sheng's words without hesitation, until now, her eyes are drooping and her appearance seems a little cramped.

"Mengting, do you live here?"

As soon as she entered the door, Yan's mother looked up and looked around at the environment in the room. Although it was clean and tidy, those cheap furniture and decoration without any design style... Fell into her eyes, as if the owner here was poor everywhere in the room.

"Well, I rented a house here after work. It's not far from the hospital."

The mental state has been in a free state, so that Qian Mengting didn't hear the meaning of abandonment in Yan's mother's words.

Under normal circumstances, whenever someone visits a patient at someone else's house, the first thing to say should be to ask how the patient's physical condition has recovered.

But Yan's mother didn't say a word of concern. Instead, she looked around and asked some questions that didn't matter to her condition.

At first, she occasionally asked one or two questions. She didn't think there was anything, but she asked more. Qian Mengting thought it was a little difficult to come out.

"A little girl's family lives in this old-fashioned residential building. Is there security? I see there is no elevator outside, and there is no security guard under the unit building. Is it safe to live here? "

When Yan's mother said these words, Qian Mengting, who came back, was always staring at the change of her expression.

When referring to the words of old-fashioned residential buildings, elevators and downstairs security, she clearly saw the dislike flashed on Yan's mother's face without concealing it.

It was as if the place she rented was not a community, but a Datong shop in the slum.

This feeling makes Qian Mengting feel very uncomfortable. She even feels that her self-esteem has been thrown on the ground and trampled on.

It is not easy for a college student like her who has just come out of school and has not been long to find a job in the hospital, rent a house here and have a little place to live.

All she has now is her own efforts.

But in the face of Yan's mother's naked dislike, all that she was proud of and proud of suddenly became worthless.

"The security here is very good."

Even though she felt uncomfortable, Qian Mengting didn't show a little on the surface and answered Yan's mother's questions as usual,

"Next to the community is the police station. Few people make trouble, and there is no theft. The residential buildings here are quite old. There is no elevator. Do you go to the sixth floor every day? It's just exercise. "

What had just happened, she hoped, was just her own illusion.

How could Yan's mother, who treated her like her own daughter in the hospital, dislike her identity?

But reality always backfires, how cruel it is.

Yan's mother's dislike is not her illusion, but really exists.

"Why don't you live in another place? What do aunts think and feel unsafe here? "

At this moment, Yan's mother has no other ideas except that she dislikes the community here. It seems that even the sofa under her body is like a flea, which makes it difficult for her to sit and stand,

"I remember that there is a single apartment near your hospital? Little girl, it's good to buy a single apartment. I also heard that the public security there is very good. Security guards patrol back and forth every day. It's not the same as here. The environment there is good, and the greening of the community is top. The story of a girl's house is wandering outside. Your family doesn't think about buying you a small apartment there. "

"I..."

"I think your legs and feet are inconvenient now. There is no elevator on the sixth floor. How can you walk back and forth?"

Before Qian Mengting could speak, Yan's mother seemed to notice something wrong, moved forward, grabbed Qian Mengting's hand and said earnestly,

"Auntie said that she was worried about your sprained foot and had to rest well for a period of time. They all said that it would hurt your muscles and bones for 100 days. The work of the hospital could not be delayed. There was no elevator here. It was inconvenient for you to walk back and forth, and it was not conducive to your recovery. The key is that the apartment over there is closer to your hospital. If you have an idea, aunt will let someone inquire and give you an internal lowest price. It's just a small apartment. It won't cost much. It's also an investment. "

The more she listened, the more ugly Qian Mengting's face became.

On the surface, it is for their own good to worry about their own safety, but every word in and out of the words is to dislike that they have no money.

I just want to treat all this as an illusion.

For a moment, Qian Mengting only felt a chill wrapped in her heart.

Getting along bit by bit in the hospital is like the relationship between biological mother and daughter, which is insignificant and vulnerable in the face of reality and money.

Without a little external influence, he collapsed directly from the inside.

Compared with the back and forth temptations of Yan's mother and Qian Mengting, Yan Sheng sitting on the side looked like a transparent person from beginning to end and had no sense of existence.

He also ignored the conversation between the two women. It was like he couldn't hear a word or even a word. He fiddled with his mobile phone.

Not that I don't want to talk, but that I don't have anything to say with these people,

My head is filled with Jiang Miao who swollen his eyes into walnuts.

How can she understand and forgive herself?

Obviously he didn't do anything. He was innocent, but he couldn't get rid of such a big hat.

One day and one night, there is no information about Jiang Miao in the mobile phone.

Turn over the SMS, turn over the call records, turn over wechat and turn over the circle of friends. There is no information sent by Jiang Miao anywhere, and even the circle of friends has not been updated.

The clean and reflective mobile phone has been submerged by Yan Sheng's fingerprints.

The screen and the back are all traces of being turned back and forth.