Hidden Assassin

I had a good dream at night.

In the dream, Jiaming and Mommy finally split up, and Jiaming fell in love with her —— and it was only natural —— and in a holy invisibility, she wore a white veil and followed Jiaming into the cathedral, as she did in every TV show, and they got married and lived happily together, and Jiaming, and Mommy, and of course, someone as powerful as Jiaming, naturally had a lot of other foxes to like, but little Heidi used her beauty and wisdom to beat them, eventually letting them walk away one by one.

I was happy to think of it, and when I woke up, there was a satisfying smile in the corner of my mouth.

Climbing out of the soft mattress, she rubbed her eyes, snowflake outside the window, the north wind whistled, the sky was gloomy, yet the room next to the wall was warm ocean, it felt good, barefoot, she gently went down to the bed, no shoes, sneaking out the door.

Can't impress others, she wants to see Jiaming's reaction with her mother first. Could she be waiting in the living room with something to punish her for kneeling or beating her?

Although it has never been treated this way before, what happened this time is really a big thing, at least... is the most important thing in her life force, be careful, be careful...

She quietly walked to the door of Jiaming's room. She lay down on the carpet and put her ears on the door of the room. After listening for a while, there was no movement in it, and she felt a little disappointed. She knew that Jia Ming was powerful. At this time, when her heart was weak, she pushed the door, but she didn't dare to stand up quietly. She also wanted to go to Mom's room to listen for a while. She walked to the stairwell, and the sound of breakfast came from below, which made it clear that it was Mommy's move.

She carefully probed her head and made sure that Jiaming was not in the living room. She then slowly dived in, hid on the sofa in the living room and looked at the kitchen. She saw that Marilyn was wearing the nightdress from last night. The motion was some mechanical fried eggs and looked away. Her face was a little pale and silent, and her eyes were a little blurred. Looks like Mommy's really separated from Homey, Heidi thought.

Watching over here, suddenly a bang, Marilyn's shovel seemed to be using the wrong force, the eggs flew out, the hot oil drops splashed on her fingers, the shovel smashed on the kitchen floor. She slipped back a little overwhelmed and squatted down, reaching for a shovel. The hand swayed a few times in the air, but she sucked it gently with a finger splashed by oil in her mouth. Tears rolled down her eyes.

Heidi hid there, watching her mother cry while sitting on the ground, tears in tears, suppressing the whining cry, suddenly there was some pain in her heart, without Jiamin, Mommy was in pain, but... this kind of thing... she thought about it and went upstairs quietly.

When she came down again, Marilyn continued to cook breakfast with her eyes red and her phone moved mechanically. She saw Heidi walking in from the side before turning her face towards the inside and stretching her hand to wipe the corner of her eyes: "Up? ”

She bit her lips gently, Heidi nodded her head, and then walked over. She grabbed Mother's right hand without a word and took out the scalding pills to help her wipe it. The scent of the egg frying pan came out for a while. Marilyn stared at her daughter with a glance. She just heard her say: "Mommy, I like Jiamin too...”

With a slightly complicated smile on her face, Marilyn held her daughter in her arms. After a while, the burning smell gradually appeared in the pan. Marilyn picked up the shovel and Heidi came out of her mother's arms: “I went to see if Jiaming was up. ”

“No need to scream. ”

“Is he up? ”

“He left last night. ”

“Er...” he turned around and Heidi's face grew pale, “How... how...”

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, the little girl flew up quickly, for a moment, opening the door, “Jiaming...” and other shouts kept coming down, Marilyn held her tears, put her breakfast in the plate, the little girl had run down quickly, crying to her mother: “Impossible! He must have just gone out, he has a lot to do...”

“His stuff is gone. ”

“I'll go find him! ”

Heidi said, just like that, he had to run outside the door, pulling open the door, the north wind snowed in with snowflakes, Marilyn hurried over and grabbed her: “It's so cold outside, you're wearing pajamas...”

“I'm going to find him!” Once pulled by her mother, Heidi's body sat down on the ground, and she had already cried out loud. She was not a fool, she saw her mother's face, listened to her voice, her heart had sinked directly, she knew that things had gotten loud, she cried for a while, and when she saw her mother, she was also wiping tears, mute her voice and said: “When will he come back...”

“I don't know...” Marilyn's voice swallowed a little. She used to hug her daughter, “Maybe she won't come back...”

In the room, all that remained was Heidi's cry. Marilyn hugged her and comforted her: “Don't cry, it's Mom who didn't do it well enough...”

“No!” Heidi interrupted her words and cried for a while before she looked at her mother with tears. “It was my fault. I made him angry and annoyed, so he left, because I deliberately hurt him last night...”

She took a hard breath and cried: “He didn't touch me, I told him I liked him, so he let me go to bed. When I went out I saw you coming, I rushed back to his room and deliberately took off my clothes for you to see. He was angry with me..."

“...” Looking at her daughter, Marilyn's lips trembled a few times. For a moment, she looked out the window of the snowflake, “You, you're telling the truth...”

“I'm sorry, I can't...” Heidi cried, “You let him come back, where did he go, I won't dare to come back, you let him come back to yell at me, beat me, you let him come back, I dare not...”

“I can't come back...” For a long time, she touched her daughter's cheek, and her pale face showed a great smile, “I can't come back... it's not your fault, it's Mommy's fault, Mommy doesn't believe him... it's Mommy's fault...”

In the wind and snow outside the window, the sound seemed like a fine line to be broken at any time. The sand was so dumb that it gradually disappeared. Only the girl regretted the cry, hidden, sluggish echo...

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In the early morning of December 21, 1998, a snowstorm struck New York, with low pressure clouds, gloomy skies, whirring north winds passing through every part of the city, snowflakes flaring, the city's visibility dropped to the lowest, on the road, this loud car horn was everywhere, although all drivers slowed down to the slowest, several car accidents still inevitably occurred in the city, and at 7: 30 a.m. in the news, every New York TV station reported about the snow without exception.

“Yikes. How can New York be like this?” White on all sides, with a green ornamental tree on the corner of the wall, in a beautifully arranged ward, the woman wearing the harsh and solid but still worthy of flowers and branches watching TV, turning back and talking to the woman sitting in the hospital bed, "That makes no sense, it's not a car accident every day, or a shootout or anything, the night before yesterday, killing in the front of the street is like making a movie, it is still so much snow today, I still think it is a good place, today the plan to go out and make soup again. ”

“Bad luck.” The young woman in the white patient suit laughed, "Mr. Chen told us. Haven't the Mafia fought again lately? The guy named Bantou also said yesterday that the one who lives in Ward 14 is the Mafia.” Mr. Chen, the woman in the mouth, is the head of the guard of their tour. He is said to have been a mercenary, very good influence, and has a good relationship in all aspects. He usually likes to listen to these things as funny things in order to show his abundance. As for the guy with the nickname Pumpkin, he is naturally the little fat guy with the face of Zhang doll whom he met the day before yesterday.

“I like to hear about the mafia.” Well dressed woman laughed with interest, "that's mafia, you've seen the godfather, I'd really like to go to Hollywood to get Marlon Brando to sign. Why don't we go to Hollywood sometime? ”

“That's just an actor, not like the real mafia, who does everything wrong, sells people, collects protection fees, kills people, sells drugs, you pick up a piece of shit in New York and they'll kill you. ”

“You know it again. ”

“Of course I am…” she said, stopping. The woman wearing the patient's clothes had a complicated look on her face. The woman beside her asked strangely: "What's wrong? ”

“Nothing, just... oh, nothing.” I remember clearly that things like the Mafia, the Colombian drug lords and so on were heard from a certain population as fun. At that time, I played the role of an iron blood teacher in the school, and that person would go into his own office, which was considered a restricted area, with his own computer, eating his own snacks, taking his seat and sleeping on his own couch, which was a bit grievant to think of, but it felt like it was a room shared by two people. That feeling of intimacy... gone forever...

“Remember that ambitious guy?” Sinking in his thoughts, he suddenly stretched his face over him and was surprised. He had to complain with a smile: "Mama! ”

“No! Yes! Him!” Waving my fingers, Mama said, “That's not what I liked when I was younger. You took him seriously, he wouldn't take you seriously. After I married your father, he came to me all the time, cut, lazy, let him regret it, tell you, men are cheap bones, if you want to have him, the only way is to never let him feel like he has you. ”

“Humph.” mumbled, "I told Dad to go, you have another man...”

“I own his heart, though I'm not rare anymore.” I laughed proudly, Mama said frankly, "but your father owned me. Your father is the man best suited for me. If I was with that man, I'd end up separated. The closer I got, the more I couldn't stand it. ”

“So you love my dad more? ”

“You little girl believes in love, that's one of the reasons why two people come together, but to live together, love has little meaning, people without love can live together more, but when two people have lived together for a long time, the feeling of familiarity with each other, treating each other as if they were the same, is the most comfortable. ”

“Cut.” rolled his eyes, "Mom, you're not old, why are you talking like an old man? ”

“No, not old. Ten years ago I was one of the strong opponents of cosmetics, and now I've been watching it all day.” Shot the still round face, “so you better brush my teeth and wash my face. We went out for breakfast and agreed to go shopping today. ”

Although they are nominally stepmother and stepdaughter, sympathizing with sisters, similar personal affective problems, the little mother has always been very frank, the two people often communicate with each other, many things don't even know Zhang Jingan, but Yahan knows clearly, for example, the relationship process between the little mother and her former boyfriend, the two still have some broken things, several times that the currently desperate man came to find him, the temperamental little mother scolded him away, almost called the security guard to beat people, or Yahan came forward to persuade each other, the last time the man scolded Xiaoma Xin Xin tired, disliked of poor and affluent, greedy is Zhang family property, when Xiao Ma was crying, also Yahan came forward, directly stated that Zhang family property is her property. Finally kicked that man out. However, Yahan couldn't help but suffer from listening to the other party insist on shopping.

“No way. Still going for a walk in this weather? ”

“Just go to the supermarket next door, two big, one in the morning, one in the afternoon, and it's over in a day. Come on, you're stalling. Are you older than me? ”

“Uh... okay.” The woman in the patient's costume nodded helplessly, walked into the bathroom, picked up the toothbrush toothpaste, for a moment, Mama's face appeared at the door: "You are holding my toothbrush... who is the man who hid in your nest and knocked me out once, you have been dumped and missed so much, you have been a little distracted since yesterday, say it, I won't bother him because of that! ”

“Uh... hey, miss, Mama, you brush it again. ”

“Cut.” She rolled her eyes. Ma waved her hand out of the bathroom, Ahern mumbled, changed her toothbrush, squeezed the toothpaste, raised her head, and a beautiful and lonely face appeared in the mirror...

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Too dark, too dark, I just said one word... 15,000 words and I voted 100, you are all mafias... cry... (not finished, if you want to know what happened, please go to www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support the authentic reading!)