Tao Yaoyao, who had climbed over the wall and escaped, had successfully escaped Feng City with the help of the people who had helped her. However, she did not dare to take the official road under the clear moonlight. Instead, she turned into a rugged and winding path and rushed through the mountains in the wild forest.
The person who received her was originally a city guard that Moxie had bribed. He didn't know where she had found the connections of the seven aunts and eight aunts. She had stuffed a lot of silver into their pockets to make things happen.
Tao Yaoyao felt a little ashamed when she thought about how she had left Moxie behind, but she didn't regret it.
Letting them live comfortably in the Prime Minister's residence was no better than following a useless person like her wandering outside.
The moonlight melted, and the wilderness was quiet and serene. The shadows around them were hazy, but the road under their feet could be seen clearly.
She was a bold girl. She felt that every inch of darkness in the night was a silent and gentle embrace. She would be safe once she blended into the thick darkness and hid herself.
She tightened her belt and the bundle on her back, then lifted her feet and walked into the distant forest. It was even darker and gloomier there.
She was not afraid. She just wanted to find a hidden place to sleep.
There was nothing to be afraid of.
As for the robbers, he would have to ask the daggers in her boots if they would agree.
Tao Yaoyao stopped under a tall tree and wrapped her arms around the tree trunk. She closed her eyes and fell silent for a while before deciding to lean against the tree to sleep.
She untied the bag on her back and hugged it to her chest. She stretched her long legs and closed her eyes. There was a rustling sound in her ears, and the freshness of the trees and flowers was so familiar and intimate. Soon, she fell into a dream.
In her dream, she came to that familiar place again. There were flowers, grass, waterfalls, and even more sharp gravel, covering the vast valley.
In the middle of the rubble stood a silent and gentle stone statue. It was tall and handsome, and it was a good-looking man.
In the dream, Tao Yaoyao muttered,"Lian Lian."
She seemed to know that she was dreaming and followed the path of her memories back to the past.
……
On the rocky beach.
A group of naughty boys broke the arm of the stone statue. The children were thrown to the ground heavily, and they were all confused.
The seven or eight boys looked at each other's sorry state. They endured the pain in their elbows, butts, and heads and grinned.
This rocky beach was a valley filled with sharp gravel. It was not far from the Taiping Gate of the old city of C City. It was said that since ancient times, it had been a place where the most heinous criminals were beheaded.
"You guys are too much! Did he offend you? Why did you break his arm?!”
The little girl, who had just come in with a bouquet of white flowers, was anxious and angry. Her big eyes were filled with tears as she bent down to pick up the stone hand that was used to pick up the flowers. Her face was filled with extreme pity.
This girl was about seven or eight years old. She was not tall and was thin and weak, but her round eyes were extremely black and bright, as if all her energy was gathered there.
She held the stone arm in her arms, her pale face dotted with tears, and her small mouth stubbornly pursed.
The boys clamored up from the ground, patted their butts, wiped their clothes, and checked their bodies for injuries.
A fat boy who looked like Maitreya ridiculed the little girl exaggeratedly."Chen Chen, you come here every day to give flowers to a stone man. Aren't you ashamed?”
His fat fingers scratched his face, which looked like a steamed bun, and the boys laughed again. They all used their fingers to scratch their faces and shouted in unison, Shame! Shame! Chen Chen missed a man!
The stone man they were talking about was the stone statue in front of them. It had been holding flowers in one hand and holding a sword in the other, but now it had lost its arm.
The stone statue had been abandoned on this rocky beach for a long time. No one could tell how long it had been, not even the oldest old man. The body of the stone had been badly eroded, and many places were covered with black and yellow moss, making it look dilapidated. Only the face with the beautiful outline was miraculously intact.
The little girl hugged her broken hand, her eyes filled with stubbornness and indignation."He's not a stone man! He's a Heavenly God!"
" We know that he's your man. Hahahahahaha…"
The group of boys went to break the sword in the left hand of the stone statue and joked with Chen Chen.
These boys who grew up in the slums had been influenced by the adults since they were young. They were used to using the words 'man' and 'husband' to bully little girls. They were even happier when they saw the other party's face turn red, shy, and angry.
Chen Chen saw that those people were actually going even further to damage the stone statue, so she fearlessly went forward to stop them. It was rare for her to throw a tantrum, and she used both her hands and feet to protect the sword in the stone statue's hand like a little tigress. Her white face was red with anger, and her round eyes burned with anger."If you dare to touch me, I'll ask Daddy to beat you up!”
This time, the boys stopped and returned with a bluff,"Who's afraid!" However, her actions were timid and hesitant.
Chen Chen's father, the famous drunkard Chen Fugui, was extremely popular in their " Lower City ".
This man had a bad temper. He beat his wife and children, never picking the right time. Whether it was early morning, late night, or lunch break, it was all up to him. Every time, he would make a big scene, as if he wanted to swallow people alive.
Chen Chen's deepest impression was in the middle of the night. Chen Fugui, who came home drunk, was reprimanded by his wife. He broke the wine bottle and stabbed his wife, causing her to be covered in blood. Chen Chen and his sister were so scared that they cried out loud, waking up all the neighbors around them. Countless people came to the door to save her.
Of course, he would also fight with others after drinking. He would smash whatever he had. He was a person who would risk his life. Most people would avoid him when they saw him.
In addition, Chen Fugui was a burly man. His irritable personality and the unhappiness of half of his life had re-sculpted his facial features. After he was middle-aged, he gradually grew a fierce look. Because his face was dark and his clothes were greasy and dirty, he did not bother to shave his beard for a long time. He looked exactly like Zhong Kui, who had a furious beard.
Every time he came back from work, the children around him would be scared when they saw Zhong Kui.
With a roll of his eyes and a roar, the children would scatter.
Therefore, Chen Chen had only been bullied by her father since she was young. No one else dared to bully her.
The children scattered like birds and beasts under the intimidation of Chen Fugui's notoriety.
Only then did Chen Chen place the bouquet of white flowers she had picked into the hand of the flower picker.
The stone hand was in an upward posture, and its thumb and index finger were clasped into a ring, just right to insert the flower inside.
She thought about it and ran home. She found a roll of yellow sealing glue and turned back to reattach Eight Stones 'broken arm.
How could a god become a disabled person!
Chen Chen had always thought that the ring was for arranging flowers, because the gesture was not like a Bodhisattva's hand seal. She had seen other Buddha statues in the Bodhi Temple in the city, but the gesture was not like this.
Her small brain thought that the God of Heaven held a sword in one hand and a flower in the other. It meant that this was a perfect God with the ability to destroy the world and the heart to cherish flowers.
She herself was a pitiful person. She had been beaten up by her alcoholic father for a long time, and her face was swollen. But she pitied him. A god was so miserable that he had no temples, no believers, and was in a daze all day long.
In her heart, she firmly believed that he was a god, a god abandoned by his believers, not a lifeless stone.
Since she could remember, she had followed the children here to pick up stones to play with. Of course, she had liked him since she could remember.
Perhaps the stone statue was ultimately a handsome man. He held a sword in one hand and a flower in the other. There was a compassionate smile on his lips, and his eyes were filled with compassion.
For Chen Chen, who was used to violence, this was a rare trace of gentleness. He was also the perfect man in her mind.
According to the older generation, he might have been carried out from an ancient Taoist temple with a long history and thrown into this rocky beach.
It was said that it was placed here in an attempt to intimidate the wandering ghosts here. After all, it was a place filled with blood and resentment.
Of course, this might have been made up by later generations, but it could not be tested anyway.
Generation after generation, no one treated him as a god.
Time passed by the millennium, and the horror of the rocky beach gradually faded with the passing of time. The children living nearby treated this place as a playground. They came and went to play with the stone statue. It was good to bring him a wreath, but there were also people who peed on him. It was common to hang his arm on the swing, climb on him, and chase around him.
Every time Chenchen picked a flower, she had to climb up to him with great effort and put the flower in his hand at the risk of falling.
She gave him the name " Lian Lian " because she felt that he was pitiful. He had no home, no one to care for him, not even a roof to shelter him from the wind and rain. He stood alone between heaven and earth. He was really more pitiful than her.
She was also pitiful. She had been depressed since she was young and had been beaten up for as long as she could remember.
There were all sorts of reasons for him to be beaten up. Even if there was no reason, he would still be beaten up. After beating him up, Chen Fugui would think of a crime.
Chen Chen didn't have any friends either because Chen Fugui didn't allow her to make friends. He didn't think anyone was a good person. Only a good-looking girl called Zhang Lina who was especially good at talking got his favor. He made an exception and allowed Chen Chen to walk around with her.
However, this girl was timid and did not dare to come to this rocky beach.
Chen Chen had gotten used to sending a bouquet of flowers to Lian Lian every day, treating him as a tree hole that would not betray secrets.
This lecture lasted for 20 years, from a little girl to a beautiful and melancholic girl. He smiled silently, his eyes filled with gentleness. Chen Chen felt less sad every time she looked at him.
She always carried a big handkerchief with her and tried to wipe his face as clean as possible. This was a difficult task for Chen Chen because Lian Lian was very tall. She had to carefully climb up, stepping on the flying clothes of the stone statue.
Every time she wiped his face, Chen Chen would feel exceptionally good. She would think about why her father was so fierce and ugly even though they were both men. Well, the men around him were all so mediocre. None of them had such a good-looking and compassionate face.
However, this beautiful face was often covered by a plastic film, like the white veil on a bride's head. It was neither fish nor water.
Chen Chen didn't find it ugly. She could still see his eyes and brows in the shadows. She covered him up so that he wouldn't get drenched in the rain.
Every time Chen Fugui beat him up, Chen Chen would come crying to Lian Lian. When she was tired of crying, she would hug his calf and sleep.
She cried herself to sleep year after year, growing to the age of hugging rocks like thighs. Even if there was no one on the rocky beach, she never felt afraid when she watched over Lianlian.
There were even many nights when she was chased out of the house by her father and had nowhere to go. She would walk to the bottom of the valley under the moonlight and come to Lian Lian's side. She would hug his leg and cry before curling up to sleep.
She always prayed,"Lian Lian, you are a god, right? When I grow up, I don't want to get married. Let me come to your side."”
She looked up at Lian Lian, and he looked down at her, his smile warm.
She made another wish,"If I can only come to you after death, let me die." I don't know what to do with my life. There's no hope at all.”
Chen Fugui was the one who had brought her pain. Under his abuse and oppression year after year, she grew up depressed, but she wanted to die every day.
He was the one who extinguished her hope, because he said," If she didn't get married, she would break her legs and never leave his house.
She couldn't run away either. No matter how painful it was, she had to stay because she still had a sick mother and younger sister who had lost their ability to work. She also had her old and sick mother-in-law and grandfather. With her around, she could earn money to support the family. With her around, Chen Fugui's anger could be directed at her, the eldest daughter.
She had seen her father beat her mother. The blood dripping from her mother's head had broken her heart.
Her mother's rheumatism joints had long been deformed and she could not move. She could not even escape when she was beaten up…Her younger sister was even younger. Chen Fugui could throw her out of the window with one hand…
Chen Chen was different. Chen Chen could earn money, and no matter how Chen Fugui beat her, she did not become a cripple. This dilapidated family of six still needed her.
Ever since he was young, Chen Chen had felt that men were like Chen Fugui. The marriage he had seen was the hellish life of his parents. Of course, the neighbors did not see many happy couples either. All of them were messy and dirty. Therefore, he had the intention of not getting married. However, to be with Chen Fugui forever was a fate worse than death.
Under this kind of torture that was worse than death, Chen Chen became depressed and became ill. When she was seriously ill, her brain could not control itself at all. There was always a voice in her heart that taught her how to be free.
Finally, one day, after giving Lian Lian flowers, Chen Chen chose to be free, but she did not succeed.
After that, she changed her ways to seek death, crossing the road, drinking pesticide, chewing poisonous grass, burning charcoal, jumping off a building...
It was as if the heavens did not accept her. No matter how much she tormented her life, she would always be fine. She would miss the netherworld by a hair's breadth.
In Chen Chen's 24-year-old life, she had attempted to escape 17 times. She was about to set a Guinness World Record again, but she couldn't do it anymore. Her father was angered to death by her, and the responsibility of supporting the family fell on her alone.
However, the heavens did not grant his wish. This family member only stood by the river for a while before he inexplicably fell into the turbid waves with a plop.
Uncomfortable…
In the dream, Tao Yaoyao curled up in pain.
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