She opened her eyes abruptly, and there were some vague voices in her ears, and there were some white scenes in front of her. Someone was talking angrily, and there were many people's breathing, and the breath of many people.

Suddenly, something hit her forehead, and it also brought a sudden pain.

She reached out and touched her forehead. The drooping eyelashes also landed on the half-white chalk head in front of her. It was this thing that hit her just now.

And she stared blankly at the half of the chalk, still not knowing where she was now, and what happened, only the pain from the top of her forehead was still clear, which was also telling her that she was not Not dreaming.

With a snap, a hand clapped on the table, and she raised her face, facing a woman's open mouth, and when her mouth was open and closed, those spouts that sprayed on her face from time to time. Spit stars, and a strong breath, is it eating garlic or something, smoking people.

"Liu Liang, with your grades, how could you have the face to stay in my class, look at what you've taken, a pig is smarter than you, if your mother didn't kneel down and beg me, do you think you still Being able to stay here, sitting in such a brand-new classroom, listening to the courses of famous teachers, and having such excellent classmates."

"People like you are only worthy of being a mouse that everyone in the underground hates. You can only stand on your stomach."

No matter how the woman's mouth was opened and closed, the words she scolded became more and more unpleasant. How much hatred and hatred were there, all of which were to scolded the eight generations of people's ancestors.

With another snap, that hand took out a schoolbag directly from under the table, smashed it on the ground, and the book inside the schoolbag also fell to the ground.

"Go away, get out of here, I don't want to see you again!"

Liu Liang, who was pointed at her forehead, still had a pair of huge eyes open. Those eyes went from being confused to being awake, but in the end they focused all the light on one point, and then wiped out everything.

She squatted down slowly, then picked up the books that had fallen on the ground one by one, and put them in her schoolbag.

"roll!"

Another rolling word was spat out of the teacher's mouth, and then there seemed to be muffled laughter from others.

Liu Liang picked up her schoolbag, patted it, held it tightly in her arms, and walked out. The moment she went out, the classroom door slammed shut.

And her steps were only a slight pause, then she held her schoolbag and walked forward step by step.

Turn right, there are steps.

Go down the steps and walk straight ahead, it is the gate of the school.

It's just that when she walked out of the gate of the school, she stopped there, turned around, and looked at the strange and familiar school in front of her.

She reached out and touched her face lightly.

So she came back.

Back when she was sent back by the Xu family.

Suddenly, she felt that her eyes were cold, and her nose was unbearably sour. With force, she wiped away the tears on her face with the back of her hand, and then walked towards the home in her memory.

There is only one person in this world that she can call her home, and there is only that one person who can be called family in this world.

In this world, she is the one who loves her the most.

"Liang Liang, are you out of school?"

When an old woman saw Liu Liang come back, she couldn't help but ask, "Isn't this the only way to go to school? Why did she come back?"

Liu Liang blinked. Maybe the memory was too long ago. She couldn't remember for a while. Who was this mother-in-law and what was her name? In her memory, she was a very good person. Send some to her home.

"I……"

She opened her mouth, but when she couldn't get used to being able to speak, she felt like something was stuck in her throat.

"Mom, what did you tell her?"

A woman held the old woman, and her mouth was a little sour.

"She's the eldest daughter of a thousand gold. She came from a wealthy family. She's not used to living here, and she's not used to eating our food here."

The old woman quickly grabbed the woman and told her to stop talking.

When the two of them walked away, Liu Liang, who was still standing in the same place, could vaguely hear their voices.

"Don't say that again in the future. There's nothing wrong with the child. She's just not used to it."

"I don't think she's used to it all her life. She has to eat well every day and dress well. Do you really think she belongs to a rich family?"

The old woman sighed again, "Don't I just feel sorry for Lan Ping? She is not easy, she finally raised a daughter, and when she was raised, she ended up being someone else's family. The one who has no conscience also divorced her. There is only one of them now, and if this is not Lan Ping, can she still live?"

"Mom, I think this is also an unfamiliar one. Sister Ping has been harmed by this child all her life."

Liu Liang couldn't hear what the two of them said later.

She turned around and walked to a door. This is an old-fashioned bungalow. There are several households living on the first floor and sharing the same toilet. Most of them put a stove at their door. Rice, every time it's meal time, any smell can waft out, especially if you live by the toilet, where you are cooking vegetables, and the other side may be flushing the toilet.

Liu Liang fumbled for a long time in her schoolbag, and only then did she find a key.

It still hasn't been forgotten.

She was talking to herself to the key, her voice was a little harsh, even her heart was the same, and she hadn't spoken for a long time.

Opening the door, she walked in with her bag in hand.

The house in Tongzilou is not very big. It is about 50 square meters in total. There are only two small rooms and a small living room. Because it is on the side, a small kitchen can be separated by the window, so there is no need to follow others. Like, to cook outside to eat.

There is a set of old chairs in the living room. The chairs are covered with cloth. Although they are old, they are warm and clean.

She walked over to the table and sat down for an hour, until she moved her fingers again and clenched her fists hard.

There was a kettle on the table. She stretched out her hand and weighed it. It was full of water. She poured herself a glass of water. The water should have been boiled in the morning. mouth.

She held the cup and blew the water in the cup. The eyelashes seemed to be smothered by the heat, and a layer of water droplets were smoked.

She was still holding the cup, but she had already burst into tears until she raised her face again and saw the old-fashioned calendar hanging on the wall.

September 30, 1996.

This year, when she was twelve, she came back from the Xu family...

the first year.

Even if she has been reincarnated for two lives, she still clearly remembers that this year, she changed from Xu Liang to Liu Liang.

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