When the iceberg is sweetened by me

Chapter 675 Xueluo Lonely City Chapter Mei Zhixueluo's Confessions 3
"However, if there are any boys who will take care of and love you instead of grandpa, and will not let you fall and bump into each other, they can still rely on you. Some boys are the incarnation of devils, but some boys are warriors who will overcome obstacles , take you away as a princess."

At that time, I felt that I could not meet.

Because I'm not a princess.

In the fairy tales my mother told me, all the princesses have fathers, Snow White, Cinderella, Mermaid, Sleeping Beauty, they all have fathers, but I don’t.

After my mother left, I sometimes saw blond and blue-eyed men who looked like animals, and I would have nightmares at night, and even those nightmares made me miserable, and I even wanted to jump off the river my mother jumped over many times.

But once I put my feet in, because it was too cold, I couldn't make up my mind.

Until I was eight years old, the news about the wealthy Luo family spread in the market, so that I suddenly understood a lot overnight.

"Sooner or later, the Luo family will be ruined, because the head of the family is not a human being. They threw the children to their aunt. Now that the child's aunt is dead, the couple still don't want children. I heard that the children have been registered in the orphanage... ..."

"Hey, it's really fate. I'm doomed to have an uneasy fate. It's inevitable that I was born into a wealthy family."

When my family was in dire straits, I finally freed up my mind and missed those two playmates again.

I even think that I am a little happier than them, and I still have my grandpa in love.

At least I have a living person who truly loves me.

I have to live well, and it is better to live than to die.

I suddenly understood everything.

At the time I thought that all eight-year-olds would be like me, but then I realized that I was the only one who was precocious.

ten years old.

Grandpa passed away.

He died of a heart attack on the way to work.

The forensic doctor told me that my grandfather had many hidden diseases of middle-aged and elderly people, but he didn't get treatment and didn't pay attention to rest. He was overworked.

my fault.

In order to support me, my grandfather had to continue working after retirement.

When my mother died, I cried for three days.

After my grandfather passed away, I couldn't help crying for three months. I lost all my family members.

Even my grandfather seemed to have predicted that he would leave suddenly one day, so he secretly bought insurance for me, took care of his property, and even communicated with a very humane female lawyer early to ensure that I would not be killed by relatives. calculating.

On the day my grandfather was cremated, I saw my mother's suicide note.

No wonder Grandpa won't let me watch it, because the reason for her death is stupid.

She said she wanted to become a ghost to take revenge on the man who hurt her.

Human death is like a lamp going out, let alone ghosts and monsters.

But, really not?

On the day of my grandfather's seventh day, my biological father and his wife and children were involved in a car accident, and his dead body was incomplete.

My biological father's father-in-law insisted on tracking down the perpetrator, but not only failed to get a result, but was caught by the perpetrator for his dirty hands and feet, and found out about corruption and bribery.

Everything seems to have nothing to do with me, but people who are related to me have left this world one after another.

I still go to school in a normal life, and I can even go to a restaurant every week, which is more than enough than the next.

But many nights, I dreamed that there were many, many holes in my heart, and the flesh inside was rotten, and such dreams directly transitioned to the scene where my mother was hurt.

Especially when I reached puberty, that kind of dream affected my sleep more frequently.

(End of this chapter)