The sound of the TV rang in the bedroom outside. From the fast and passionate commentary and the noisy and enthusiastic cheers in the background, it was obviously a wonderful football match.
Li Mengnan sat up and placed his feet gently on the ground, sitting with his eyes open in a small room that was almost invisible.
Next to her, Qingche was still hiding in bed, covering her head and crying, swallowing quietly, drifting in and out, like a sexy ghost in an ancient temple in a mysterious novel.
This scene suddenly gave Li Mengnan an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.
If he were shirtless at this moment and had a lit cigarette in his mouth, he would be a perfect image of a ruthless scumbag.
I don't know how much time passed, but when Li Mengnan even thought that Qingche had fallen asleep from crying, the quilt that had been silent until now was suddenly pulled down gently.
The light in the room was extremely dark. Even with Li Mengnan's excellent eyesight, he could barely make out half of the outline of his head with disheveled hair, as well as two bright spots of light... those were clear eyes.
"Brother Mengnan?"
Qingche didn't have as good night vision as Li Mengnan. The room was completely dark in her eyes at the moment. She couldn't see what Li Mengnan was doing, so she could only ask tentatively in a low voice.
"Huh?" Li Mengnan responded casually.
Listening to the tone of Qingche's words at this moment, the little girl's mood is obviously a little more stable.
"You...will you look down on me?" Qingche hesitated for a long time before asking the words that were pressing in his heart.
"Look down on you? Why should I look down on you?"
Li Mengnan felt a little baffled.
"Just now...under the quilt..., and then...I was...like..."
Although it was just bringing up old things, Qing Che couldn't help but think of Li Mengnan's face that was not handsome but quite attractive. Subconsciously, he automatically made up the complete picture of the scene just now. His delicate little face was instantly as hot as
Red hot soldering iron.
Fortunately, the boundless darkness at this moment gave her the best protection, otherwise she would not have the courage to get out of bed and say these words to Li Mengnan.
"Just because of this incident?" Li Mengnan found it a bit funny. Not only was this little girl thin-skinned, she also thought too much.
"No, it's not just this matter..."
Qing Che hesitated again and again, took out his mobile phone from under the pillow, fumbled and put it into Li Mengnan's hand, then quickly retracted his head back to the bed, covered his head and waited uneasily for Li Mengnan's sentencing.
Li Mengnan was a little surprised by Qingche's mindless behavior.
Why do you give yourself a mobile phone? Even if it is to leave a phone number, it is not such a way to leave it...
However, Li Mengnan knew that Qingche was thin-skinned. He must have hidden secrets that he couldn't tell if he only gave him a cell phone and didn't speak. He didn't force him to ask. Anyway, the cell phone only had a few major functions, so he could just try them one by one.
Li Mengnan first looked through Qingche's address book, records of incoming and outgoing calls and text messages, and unexpectedly discovered that the only contacts in this little girl's address book were Xiao Baoer and her father Qingpei.
There are a few unknown numbers in the call records, but they are probably mostly advertising calls.
There is only a blank space in the text message box, but there are several text messages in the draft box that were sent to Xiao Baoer a long time ago to ask about homework.
Although nothing special has been found for the time being, Li Mengnan is keenly aware from this shockingly clean communication record that this little girl may have been often excluded and isolated by her classmates in school. Otherwise, with her introversion, simplicity, and isolation from the world,
With such a competitive personality, it is impossible for him not to be able to make even one friend.
Apart from communication records, all that is left are notepads and photo albums.
After confirming that the notepad was also empty, Li Mengnan casually clicked on the photo album on his phone.
This time he finally didn't come back empty-handed.
Qingche seems to be a girl who likes taking pictures. There are surprisingly many photos in the mobile phone album. Judging from the number of corners, there are probably hundreds of photos, which almost fills up the entire storage space of this fake smartphone.
However, unlike the mobile photo albums of most girls Li Mengnan has seen, Qing Che’s mobile phone does not have the kind of thick eyeliner and eyeshadow, false eyelashes and contact lenses, diagonally raised cheeks at 45 degrees, and finally using
The so-called "no-makeup selfie" where beautiful photos are so retouched that even my own mother doesn't recognize them.
Except for a few photos that seem to be taken with Xiao Baoer in school, most of the photos in the album are small household items found in shopping malls or boutiques, such as antique rococo pattern bedside lamps, fashionable and simple flower vases, and brightly colored
Toothbrush and towel racks, odd yet cute handmade puppets, etc.
Mobile phones are personal and private items, and the contents of the photo albums can often directly reveal the inner world of the mobile phone owner.
From these various small household objects, Li Mengnan seems to see the colorful inner world of a girl and her desire for a warm home that truly belongs to her.
Li Mengnan couldn't remember where he had seen such a passage.
Looking up to heaven in hell, waiting for redemption after perdition.
This is probably the most true portrayal of Qing Che’s short thirteen years of life.
After flipping through dozens of photos, Li Mengnan suddenly felt heavier and heavier.
From Qingche's body, he seemed to see his own shadow in the past, but he was much luckier than Qingche. After being abducted, he was able to meet a grandfather who regarded him as his own.
Although Qingche still has a biological father, he is essentially an orphan, and even far worse.
At least the world of orphans is free, and there will be no endless scoldings and beatings.
After a long time of no operation, the screen of the mobile phone gradually dimmed, and finally went out suddenly, and the small room was once again engulfed in darkness.
"Qingche, have you ever thought about going to find your mother?"
Li Mengnan gently put his hand on the quilt. The palm of his hand felt round and firm. He didn't know if it was Qing Che's shoulder or his elbow.
Qingche didn't expect that Li Mengnan would suddenly bring up such a topic. His little head poked out from under the quilt. He was silent for a moment and bit his lips. "I thought about it when I was a child, especially when my father beat me... But now I don't want to," Qingche said.
Already."
"why?"
"Although my father was not very kind to me, after all, he did not throw me in a trash can or a smelly ditch to fend for myself. Instead, he raised me for more than ten years, provided me with food, clothing, and allowed me to go to school.
Reading... As for my mother, although the neighbors around her said she was a good woman, it was still true that she left me and left this home.
I don’t hate her, although I may have a little when I was a child, but I really don’t now... I know where I came from, and I also know that my father is not a good person. My mother can give birth to me and raise me until I can talk and walk, and then leave.
I'm already very grateful to her.
To my mother, I was a child who should not have been born in this world. When she did not take me away with me, but left me alone, her choice can already be seen.
Since she doesn't want to see me, what's the point of me looking for her? At most, it's just a few tears of unknown authenticity and a little monetary compensation, but in the end I have to return to this home?
What's more, I don't know where she is now."
Li Mengnan did not expect that although Qing Che usually looked a little confused and his reflex arc was always half a beat behind others, he could see surprisingly clearly the issue of his own life experience.
But it’s no wonder that if a person has been thinking about the same problem for more than ten years since he learned to think independently, he should have figured it out even if he was born with an intellectual disability.
What's more, the little girl Qingche just reacts slowly, but she is not stupid.
After being silent for a long time, Qingche suddenly spoke again: "But I once thought that after I graduate from college and earn enough travel expenses, I will go find my mother... Nowadays, all household registrations are connected to the computer network. I know my mother's name.
and birthday, you should be able to find it.”
"Oh? I thought you didn't want to see her." Qingche's future plan surprised Li Mengnan.
Qingche smiled sheepishly and said: "I don't want to recognize my relatives, I just want to see her... My father burned all the photos of my mother, and I have no impression of her at all now. At least I
I hope that I can know what my mother looks like in my lifetime. Even if I miss her in my heart, I still have to have a specific image, right?"
The hard life and frequent domestic violence did not distort Qingche's psychology. Although she was timid and cowardly, deep down in her heart, she was always a simple and optimistic girl.
"To be able to give birth to you so beautiful, I guess your mother must be very beautiful too."
Li Mengnan's words cannot be regarded as compliments.
After all, Xiao Baoer once said that Qingche's mother was a factory flower in the rubber factory, and judging from the appearance, Qingche's facial features are quite different from those of her father Qingpei. If we rule out the possibility that they are not biological children, then the only explanation is
She looks like her mother.
Xiao Baoer couldn't help but blush, and lowered her head shyly again. Although Li Mengnan's words seemed to be praising her mother at first, the premise of the conclusion was obviously that she was praising her beauty.
Ever since she was little, she had always heard similar compliments, but for some reason, none of them made her feel happier than Li Mengnan's compliment at the moment.
"Old neighbors around me once said that I look very much like my mother, but it's just because I'm too young and I'm not as tall as my mother was."
Qingche used two "very" words in a row. In addition to trying to explain that she looks similar to her mother, it can also be seen that she is also quite proud of the figure and appearance she inherited from her mother.
After all, not all milk is called Deluxe... Well, that's wrong, after all, not all thirteen-year-old girls can have a height of 165cm and a pair of "murderous breasts" that break through C+ and go straight to D.
And you have to know that at her age, this figure still has a lot of room for development in the future. Judging from the height information of her parents, Li Mengnan has no doubt that the future development direction of Qingche, a little girl, will be that tall and long legs
The **** royal sister.
Perhaps by then Wu An will be no less impressive than Wu An is now, and his soft character will outshine that female tyrannosaurus.
It was late at night, and the melodious bells in the city center could be heard faintly outside the window, but they were mixed together amidst the more rapid torrential rain, and it was impossible to hear exactly how many bells were ringing.
Li Mengnan pressed Qingche's phone again and saw that the time displayed on the screen was 22 o'clock.
The battle on the TV in the bedroom outside was still raging. Li Mengnan couldn't help but frown slightly, turned around and asked: "Qingche, what time does your father usually go to bed?"
"It's hard to say... Sometimes he drinks a lot and goes to bed without even taking off his clothes when he gets home. Sometimes, although he drinks a lot, he will continue drinking while watching TV when he gets home, often spending most of the night.
Only then can I sleep."
"What kind of situation is this?" Li Mengnan was quite surprised. He also drank too much, so why was there such a big difference?
"I think it's probably because of his mood." After all, they are biological father and daughter who have lived together for more than ten years. Qingche knows Qingpei's habits very well, "When he is in a bad mood, he is very
It is easy to get drunk; if you are in a good mood, the more you drink, the more excited you will be..."
"It seems that today is definitely the second situation." Li Mengnan could imagine it with his toes.
"Brother Mengnan, do you want to sneak out at night while my father is sleeping?" Qingche was very smart this time.
Li Mengnan heard that her tone was a little worried, and couldn't help but asked curiously: "What? Is there a problem?"
"Brother Mengnan, don't think about this... My father has a habit of locking the door and hiding the key after returning home every day. Even if I go to him to ask for it before dawn, he won't know it.
Take it out." Qing Che was embarrassed.
Li Mengnan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly seemed to understand something, and asked: "Did your father have this habit since your mother ran away from home?"
Qingche looked extremely surprised and said in surprise: "Brother Mengnan, how do you know? Although I'm not sure if it's what you said, but my father has had this habit since I can remember."
From a psychological point of view, there must be an explainable reason behind any weird behavior.
Qingche's mother's departure was such a huge blow to Qingche's father that he developed a mild case of persecution and would lock the door every night to prevent anyone from taking advantage of him when he was least prepared.
Sneaking away from him.
No wonder Li Mengnan felt that something was wrong with this house when he first arrived here. Now he suddenly realized that the problem originally lay in the two security windows.
Almost all the walls of the house have been stripped down, but they even have to install security windows. It turns out that the purpose is not to prevent people from outside from coming in, but to prevent people from inside from leaving.
Li Mengnan gently opened a gap in the window, stretched his arm out of the window, and roughly measured the gap between the steel bars of the security window with his hands.
It's a pity that bone-shrinking skills have their limits. No matter how powerful Li Mengnan is, he can't remove his own skull.
The gap in the security window of Qingche's house is obviously not large enough for an adult's head to pass through.
Li Mengnan didn't think about going out and hypnotizing Qing Che's father Qing Pei, but hypnosis was not magic after all, and even magic couldn't be instantaneous. Based on his speculation about Qing Pei, he probably just appeared.
He will encounter the most direct violent attack, and there will be no time for him to calmly plant psychological hints on the other party.
If the other party shouts "Catch the thief" again and alerts the neighbors, even if he can explain, the little girl Qingche will not be able to live in the future.
Leaving a boy to stay at home behind your father's back is not a good reputation for any girl, let alone Qingche, who is just a girl in the second grade of junior high school.
It seems that no matter what, he will definitely not be able to get out tonight.
"Qingche, do you still have a quilt in your room?"
The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier. Hiding in the room, you can feel the damp and cold breath constantly seeping through the cracks in the windows. I guess the temperature will be even lower in the second half of the night.
Li Mengnan didn't expect that he would be trapped here. He was only wearing a summer dress, and there were only three pieces in total without shoes. If he didn't find something to keep out the cold, even if he could survive with his strong physique, he would definitely not be able to survive this night.
It won't feel good.
Of course, it's not like he has never slept outside, but that requires self-hypnosis to enter a hibernating state, which is the legendary "turtle's breath" state.
But during the process of "breathing", he had no consciousness or feeling at all. The problem now is that this is not a safe environment. That Qingpei has no concept of human rights and privacy at all. Qingche's room has always been
If he dares to play "guixi" here, he might end up playing "Guixi".
The rhythm of a proper death.
"I'm sorry, all the quilts at home are in the outside room, and I only have this quilt on me now." Qingche apologized repeatedly, but there was nothing she could do about it. After all, her room was too small, and apart from the necessary personal belongings, it was difficult to put anything else on it.
Pile other things down.
And she never thought that one day a man would stay in her room.
Li Mengnan vaguely guessed that Qing Che's answer would be like this. After all, her room was too small and almost everything could be seen at a glance. If there was an extra quilt, there was no way he wouldn't be able to see the big roll.
"What about the clothes? Do you have any winter clothes like a cotton-padded jacket or a down jacket? I can just cover it up." Li Mengnan could only settle for the next best thing.
Qingche shook her head again in embarrassment.
Think about it, given the climate in Sanshan City, October is only the end of summer and the beginning of autumn. If it weren’t for this sudden rainstorm, many beauty-loving girls would even be wearing low-cut miniskirts that exposed their navel, and they might not be prepared for long-sleeved autumn clothes. Why?
Maybe get your winter clothes ready early?
Li Mengnan suddenly felt like he was about to vomit blood - could it be that because he had not done anything good recently, his character had deteriorated so much that God couldn't stand him anymore and planned to punish him?
Qingche hesitated again and again, and suddenly said in a voice like a mosquito: "How about...Brother Mengnan, you...come to the bed too."
"Huh?" Li Mengnan couldn't help but be extremely surprised. This was not something Qing Che could say.
"Brother Mengnan, you...don't get me wrong, I didn't mean it like that!" The little girl suddenly blushed. Regardless of whether Li Mengnan could see it or not, she waved her hands repeatedly and explained in a panic: "I mean - look,
Although my bed is a single bed, the quilt is for two people. If you turn the quilt sideways, it will be enough to cover the two of us. Although we cannot lie down, you can at least sit against the wall for a night, so at least you will not be cold.