Three days before the postgraduate entrance examination, at about 3:00 p.m., Fu Shitian had just received a package from the express delivery point and was walking out of the school when she received a call from Fu Jiantao, who asked her in a heavy voice, "Do you have classes these two days?"
Fu Shitian had been tortured to the point of numbness by the old man. She did not directly answer yes or no, but instead asked, "What's wrong?"
She hasn't been back for half a month.
Fu Jiantao said, "Tiantian, please come back as soon as possible. Your grandma may be dying soon."
Fu Shitian's head buzzed. She subconsciously wanted to agree, but the moment she was about to say it, she suddenly thought of something and stopped talking. She asked calmly, "What's the situation now?"
Fu Jiantao was stunned for two seconds, as if he was surprised that she didn't agree immediately. He suppressed his emotions and described it succinctly: "I can hardly eat anything except water. I have been coughing up blood for the past two days, and my diaper is full of blood."
Fu Shitian was in a state of panic. She knew that she should have agreed immediately, both emotionally and logically. But she still asked with difficulty: "Wait two days, until Monday, is that okay?"
Can I wait until Shiyi finishes his postgraduate entrance examination
"Yes, I can, Tiantian, I can, can your grandma do it?! Can she?!" In an instant, Fu Jiantao's low roaring voice penetrated into Fu Shitian's ears through the speaker.
This was the first time that Fu Jiantao had yelled at her so fiercely and loudly. Fu Shitian's eyes instantly turned red. She gritted her teeth, raised her head, and replied with tears in her eyes: "Okay, I'll buy a ticket and go back right away."
She felt bad after Fu Jiantao yelled at her, so she sighed deeply and said in a slightly slower tone, "No matter what, she is still your grandmother, who raised you with great difficulty. Xiaoyu has also asked for leave and is back."
A tear still rolled down unruly, Fu Shitian quickly raised his hand to wipe it away, and responded hoarsely: "I know, I know..."
She didn't understand why he had to teach her in such a tone. The old man had tricked her into going back more than once, saying that she felt she was dying. He knew what he had done to her after he tricked her into going back. She just didn't go back in the past two weeks because she couldn't leave. She had tried very hard to balance her life on both sides, so why did everyone seem to be dissatisfied with her
She hung up the phone, checked the time of the next train, and then called Shi Yi.
The phone rang for a long time before Yi picked up the phone. Fu Shitian guessed that she must have walked from the study room to the corner of the corridor outside.
"What's wrong?" Shi Yi's voice was cold and indifferent.
Fu Shitian had heard her cold words for many days, but at this moment, she still felt chest tightness and difficulty breathing. She swallowed twice before she could speak normally: "Shi Yi, I have to go back to Ningcheng temporarily. My grandma may not be in good condition."
Shi Yi said: "Okay."
"You have to take care of dinner yourself. I'll see how things go tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. If everything is fine, I'll try to come back."
"good."
"When you are alone at night, remember to close the doors and windows. There is newly bought milk, meat floss biscuits, and small cakes in the box next to the desk. You can eat them when you are hungry at night. Remember to heat the milk with warm water."
Shi Yi still spoke in monosyllables: "Okay."
Fu Shitian's throat felt dry and he wanted to say something, but faced with her coldness, he couldn't utter a word.
There was silence between the two parties and the air was quiet for several seconds.
Fu Shitian came to his senses and said goodbye as if nothing had happened: "Then I'll go buy a ticket. I'll hang up first."
Shi Yi vaguely uttered "hmm".
Fu Shitian quickly and awkwardly pressed the hang-up button.
She suddenly recalled the winter break when they were just together. They were separated by distance and talked on the phone in the cold wind until their phones ran out of battery and shut down. At that time, neither of them was willing to hang up first, as if they had endless things to say and endless happiness to share...
There is nothing to say - how did they get to this point
She clutched her cell phone, hunched over, and stood there motionless, as if her soul had been sucked out.
A classmate passing by saw that she looked so miserable and kindly asked her, "Classmate, do you need help?" Only then did she come to her senses, shook her head in panic, and staggered away.
She did not return to the rental house. She went straight to the bus station with her schoolbag on her back and took the bus, then took the train back to Ningcheng forty minutes later.
At about eight o'clock, she got off the bus at the town bus station. Because she hadn't had any water the whole afternoon, her abdomen began to ache again.
She pressed her lower right abdomen and walked out of the station, looking for Fu Jiantao. On the way, Fu Jiantao asked her about her arrival time and said he would come to pick her up on a motorcycle.
She walked out but never saw the familiar figure.
Suddenly, a strange yet familiar face came into her sight. The owner of that face smiled at her and waved his hand to her: "Si Tian, here!"
Fu Shitian's steps suddenly stopped.
It was like a basin of cold water was poured over his head. Fu Shitian felt so cold that his blood seemed to freeze and his lips and teeth were trembling.
It was Wang Ze—the man who had been deceived by the old man and then suddenly arranged for the old man to go to her house for a blind date without her consent.
It happened again! It happened again! Anger filled her heart in an instant.
She told her grandmother clearly that she didn't want to consider getting married now and asked her not to arrange blind dates without her permission. She also told Wang Ze clearly that she had no feelings for him and asked him not to text her or have any contact with her. She also told her uncle several times how much she disliked this matter.
Everyone knows what she is thinking, so why do they still treat her like this and make such arrangements
Wang Ze was still waving at her enthusiastically, but Fu Shitian's heart was so cold that she straightened her back. There was no trace of her usual gentle expression on her face. She walked towards Wang Ze step by step with a stern face.
The smile on Wang Ze's face froze for a moment, but he soon smiled again as if nothing had happened and said, "Uncle asked me to come pick you up. I borrowed a four-wheeled vehicle from a friend. It's across the street, and a two-wheeled vehicle is too cold today."
Fu Shitian looked at him coldly and said, "No need. Thank you for your trouble. Go home. I'll take a ride back by myself."
The man could see that she didn't like him, but he still begged in a very good manner: "No, I'm here, I'll take you back. I've already promised uncle, please give me some face."
Fu Shitian looked at him as if she were watching a clown's performance. She stopped talking, turned around and walked forward, waving at a motorcycle waiting for passengers parked on the side of the road.
The motorcycle driver saw the incoming passenger signal and instantly turned the car around and drove over.
Wang Ze was anxious and reached out to grab Fu Shitian's hand with such force that it hurt Fu Shitian: "What do you mean?" He lowered his voice with anger that he could not hide.
Fu Shitian turned around, his eyes as cold as a knife: "Let go!"
At that moment, the hatred reflected in her eyes frightened Wang Ze. Wang Ze unconsciously loosened his hand, but still shouted fiercely: "Do you think I love to come? Fuck, your grandma called me to come, okay?"
Wasn't she dying? Why did she still have the energy to do this? Was she too persistent, or was I too stupid
Fu Shitian wanted to cry, but in fact, she sneered. "That's her business, what does it have to do with me?"
The king was speechless.
Fu Shitian didn't even ask the price. He gave the address, got on the motorcycle, and left without looking back.
The cold wind blew on her face like a knife. She closed her eyes and her breathing was so muffled that even the sound of the wind could not cover it.
The tout driver tried to make small talk: "Did you have a fight with your boyfriend?"
"No, that's not my boyfriend." Fu Shitian answered in a hoarse voice.
"What kind of person is that who touches you and yells at you?"
Fu Shitian didn't say anything.
The driver continued to talk to himself: "I'm telling you, girls should be careful when choosing a partner. Don't date someone with a bad temper like this. He looks like he might get violent."
"I see that you are not very old and you are pretty, so you should be more careful and don't be deceived."
"Today's society is too chaotic. Raising a daughter is so difficult. I want her to grow up healthy and happy, but I'm also afraid that she will be too naive and won't be able to tell the good guys from the bad guys. My daughter is about your age and she's going to college this year. I told her that it's okay for her to date, but she has to bring the child home for me to check. She thought I was annoying and asked me if I was dating or she was dating, which made me angry and funny."
He kept talking, and Fu Shitian was forced to listen, but she didn't say anything. In fact, she thought he was very noisy and annoying at first, but gradually, she found his complaints about his daughter a little funny, but before she could laugh, she felt even more depressed and uncomfortable.
She is not destined to have this fate.
She didn't have a father who would protect her like this.
She didn't.
Why was she the only one who didn't have it, why... She found herself thinking about this question again. She hadn't felt this angry, unwilling and useless for many years. She heard the monster in her heart that had been sealed for a long time, as if it was roaring, struggling, and trying to break free and break out of the cage.
Can't.
She bit her lower lip and tried to convince herself over and over again in her heart, trying to be sober, calm, kind and open-minded, just like she had been doing for so many years.
But all her efforts came to nothing when she returned home.
The old man sat on the edge of the bed drinking water with his belly bloated with ascites. He looked haggard, but his eyes were still energetic.
Her eyes quickly followed her in and fell behind her. It was obvious what she was looking for.
Fu Shitian looked at her and thought that maybe he was malicious. The old woman was clearly not as dying as Fu Jiantao said. She was not much different from the last time, or even the last two times, when he tricked her to come back.
Her heart was completely hardened. She suddenly felt like a fool for being deceived again and again, for saving money and abandoning Shi Yi to come back to see her, and she also felt that the creature with a bulging belly and wrinkled face looked like a monster.
I am a monster for thinking like this in such a cold-blooded way.
But she couldn't control it anymore. Her stomach ached and her chest felt stuffy as if something was going to explode.
She stood by the bed, looked straight into the old man's eyes, and said word by word with great force: "Wang Ze was not behind me. I didn't take his car. I came back by myself."
The old man glared at him, but before he could say anything, Fu Jiantao quickly tried to smooth things over, "What's the matter? Didn't he pick you up? He said he would drive a four-wheeler over and you would be warmer. Ah, maybe he didn't touch you." He winked at Fu Shitian.
Fu Shitian became even more indifferent after hearing this. He really knew about it. He did not stop her, he was her accomplice in forcing her.
If, if she was Fu Siyu, if she was his daughter, would he do the same? She had always known her position and never made such comparisons without knowing her own limitations. She didn't know what was wrong with her today. She felt like she was going crazy.
Everyone pushed her. Why, why? We were all human beings, so why did she have to endure all this? Even if she had done something wrong, wasn't her repentance sincere enough to be forgiven over the years? Why did she have to lose her only treasure because of these messed up things
She heard her own voice, stiff and cold, tearing off all pretense, saying, "Yes, I got the call, but I didn't want to take his car."
"Grandma, not only will I not ride in his car, I will never meet him again, let alone marry him. I will not agree to a blind date, I will not get married, and I will not live my life according to your wishes."
"Don't have such delusions anymore." He said it in a loud voice, leaving no room for negotiation.
The old man straightened up forward in an instant, his eyes wide open, as if he wanted to say something, but he covered his chest with his hands, making "uh uh" sounds, and almost couldn't breathe.
Fu Jiantao and the nanny were horrified and rushed forward to pat her on the back to calm her down. The scene was in chaos.
The old man kept staring at Fu Shitian, his whole body trembling but he did not forget to lose his temper. He stretched out his hand and swept away everything on the table. He wanted to scold Fu Shitian, but his words were unclear and one could only hear that he was full of anger.
Fu Shitian lowered his eyebrows and looked at the old man quietly.
Seeing that she didn't seem to be willing to give in, Fu Jiantao was afraid that she would say something else to irritate the old man, so he scolded Fu Shitian: "Get out first."
Fu Shitian turned his head to look at him, pursed his lips, and turned around and walked out without saying a word.
She didn't walk far, just walked outside the door to a place where the old man couldn't see her, stood against the wall with her head down, holding her stomach.
Fu Siyu came down from upstairs and saw her posture. He asked with a smile: "What are you doing? Are you standing there as a punishment?"
Fu Shitian looked up at her, said nothing, and then lowered his eyes to look at the ground again.
This was the first time that Fu Siyu was treated so coldly by her. He felt like he was being ignored and frowned, wanting to lose his temper, but he noticed Fu Jiantao coming out of the room, so he quickly went back upstairs with a wink.
"Come out with me." Fu Jiantao ordered.
Fu Shitian obeyed.
Standing in the yard, in the dim light cast by the street lamp, Fu Jiantao looked at the girl in front of him.
She was strange tonight.
In the past ten years, he had never seen her so grumpy. Even when she had a fight with an old man during the winter vacation two years ago because she was going on a date, she was not as gloomy and cold as she was tonight.
She lost a lot of weight and was almost skin and bones, and all her energy seemed to have been drained away.
Fu Jiantao was shocked. He suppressed his anxiety because he was in a dilemma and felt sorry for both his mother and his child. He asked her with concern: "What happened recently? Why are you so thin?"
Fu Shitian didn't look at him and said softly, "No."
"Broken heart?"
Fu Shitian still said: "No."
Her resistance made Fu Jiantao powerless. Fu Jiantao had never communicated with Fu Shitian in this state. He grabbed his hair anxiously and tried to communicate with Fu Shitian calmly: "Tiantian, why bother? Why bother to be angry with someone who lives a countdown and has no tomorrow. I know you are angry and uncomfortable, and you don't want to go on a blind date, but considering that she doesn't have much time, don't bother with her. She has no ill intentions, she just wants to care about you in her own way, please understand. Even if you just want to coax her, it's okay to meet those people and give in, right? It won't happen again a few times."
Fu Shitian finally looked up at him. She looked at him with a calm expression, as if she had never known him before.
"I don't mean any harm." She said hoarsely. "Don't bother with me."
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Fu Jiantao even felt that her eyes were a little mocking. His temples were throbbing, and his mood suddenly became worse.
But it's not that he doesn't feel sorry for her, he can't bear to get angry with her again. He suppressed his anger and asked: "What's wrong with you?!"
Fu Shitian didn't say anything.
Fu Jiantao pressed his forehead with a headache: "You are emotional now, we can't communicate, you go back to your room and calm down, I will go and calm down too."
He fretted and took a cigarette from his pocket, took one last look at Fu Shitian, frowned, and turned to leave the hospital. Fu Shitian watched him go, tears gradually blurring her vision.
She knew she had made him sad and disappointed, but was she wrong? She didn't understand. She was getting more and more confused.
What is right and what is wrong
She went upstairs, holding her stomach, and came out in a cold sweat. In the cramps, she emptied out everything in her schoolbag and found the plate of painkillers. She swallowed two pills dry, and lay on the floor for an unknown amount of time before the pain finally eased a little.
Her innermost underwear was soaked with sweat, and she felt cold. She curled up and hugged herself, but she was still cold. She struggled to get up, took the clothes left here and went to the bathroom to wash.
The water flowed down her cheeks and over her whole body. She tilted her head back and gasped in the thin air.
She was still thinking about that question.
What is right and what is wrong
When she was little, she asked her mother: "Why did those people treat us like that? Do you still want me? Don't hate them or be angry with them."
The mother said, "Because they are also pitiful. If we get angry with them, they will become even more pitiful. We should be tolerant and kind. Tolerance is the greatest kindness to ourselves. Such people will also receive the most fair kindness from fate. Well, you don't understand, right? It doesn't matter. In fact, such people will be the luckiest and happiest people."
She was young at that time, and she didn't understand, nor did she want to understand. It seemed that she was destined to be full of Fu Jianze's despicable genes, and she couldn't fully digest her mother's teachings. She just felt that fate was unfair. She didn't understand why she and her mother were not the ones who did wrong, so they had to be punished and cursed and bullied by others. She couldn't stand it. She didn't have the kindness and generosity of her mother. She would hate those who hurt them, dislike them, fear them... and envy them.
She envied the kids who bullied her, envied them because they were always fought over when they played games in class, envied them because they could be princesses and princes when playing house during lunch break, instead of being forced to be a slave, a bad guy, a thief like her, being chased and beaten with wooden swords and brooms, envied them because they could get red flowers and not be looked at as dirty and troublesome by the teachers, envied them because they had clean homes and stable lives, without having to worry about creditors banging on their doors in the middle of the night to collect debts, or waking up to find their doors splashed with red paint, and all the neighbors pointing fingers and cursing at them.
She'd had enough.
She didn't want to. She didn't want to be a street rat and grow up in the gutter.
So, when she returned home from kindergarten with bruises all over her body, her mother rubbed medicine on her and asked her with a choked voice: "Come on, Mom will take you for a ride in a few days and visit grandma at the same time, okay? Grandma's house has a lot of fun new toys and there will be many children to play with you", she did not refuse; so, when her mother lied to her, "Come on, wait for me here for a while, I will buy you a small cake", she did not try to keep her.
Many times in her dreams she cried and hugged her mother's thighs, asking her not to leave.
But the reality is, that year, she held back her tears, nodded, and watched her mother leave without saying a word to keep her.
Mom thought she was still young and didn't know anything.
But in fact, the extremely bad environment had already made her more mature than all the other children of the same age. She knew it all. She knew that her mother wanted her to live a better life and wanted to send her away, so on the night of departure, her mother hugged her and cried all the time; she also knew that her mother would not come back after buying the cake, so when she left, her mother looked back every few steps, with tears of reluctance on her face.
She was reluctant to leave her mother. However, she was really tired of the life she had before. She longed for the new city her mother talked about, the new life and good days she might have...
So, she abandoned her mother in such a heartless, selfish way, pretending that she knew nothing.
When her grandmother beat and scolded her, she always said that she had no mother, that her mother had abandoned her and that her mother didn't want her anymore. But she knew that it was not true, that it was not her mother who had abandoned her, but she who had abandoned her mother, the person who regarded her as all her hope in life, who loved her the most in the world, and who had done the most selfless work for her.
Therefore, she deserved the most fair judgment of fate and paid the heaviest price for her selfishness and ruthlessness - she fell into the hands of a cruel old man.
She ended up living under someone else's roof and having to depend on others for her livelihood.
She had it all her own fault.
She pleaded guilty.
She began to repent, to suffer every day, and to regret every night. She was afraid to sleep and often had nightmares. She dreamed that her mother was not living well, that her mother scolded her, hated her, and did not recognize her. She always woke up crying from her dreams and then was beaten. After being beaten, she regretted more, was more afraid, and missed her mother more.
She began to look forward to her mother coming back to find her, and began to fear that she would never see her mother again in this life. But what could she do? She was too weak and could do nothing.
She saw her grandmother and the adults always burning incense and worshipping the Buddha and the gods devoutly. So, with nowhere else to go, she knelt barefoot on the floor and kowtowed devoutly in another night when she dreamed of her mother.
She prayed to God and fate to forgive her sins. She said she knew she was wrong. She regretted it. She would never dare to do it again.
She promised that from today on, she would be the kindest, most well-behaved child and a good person.
She begged them to return her mother to her one day.
Give her back her luck.
From that day on, she put away all her edges and corners, all her precocious thoughts, lowered her head and was obedient, tolerated being beaten or scolded, always put people first, and treated people with kindness. Tolerance, patience, and kindness almost became her obsession.
She kept the promise she made with God and endured it for more than ten years.
She asked herself that she had not slacked off at all and had done her best.
However, fate did not seem to have truly forgiven her, and good fortune did not seem to have truly favored her. If it was right to be always patient, always tolerant, and always kind, then why did her tolerance and kindness not bring good results
Her kindness was met with Zhang Lulu's scheming and the deprivation of Shi Yi's admission to graduate school; her tolerance was met with her grandmother's demands, and even her uncle took it for granted, "Please be considerate."
After all these years, isn't she considerate enough
That's ridiculous.
Why did she end up living like this? Was her persistence over the years really meaningful
All the past events flashed through her mind like a kaleidoscope of events. What finally froze in her mind was Shi Yi's figure with his back to her in the darkness, thin, cold, and out of reach.
Fu Shitian couldn't find the answer.
She turned off the faucet, dried herself, put on her clothes, and staggered out of the bathroom and back to her room.
From a distance, she saw that her door was wide open, and Fu Siyu was squatting on her tatami with his back to her. He seemed to be holding something in his hand, and no one knew what he was doing.
Fu Shitian didn't have the energy to argue with her, let alone be polite to her. She walked into the room silently.
When Fu Siyu heard the noise, he felt guilty and was startled. He turned sideways to look at her.
As she turned sideways, Fu Shitian saw clearly what she was holding in her hand—it was a brand new deep sea blue bra.
Fu Siyu unpacked it and even took off the label.
It was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. In an instant, Fu Shitian's body shook and blood rushed back to his head.
It's meaningless! It's meaningless! Tolerance, tolerance, kindness, they're all meaningless shit.
She snatched the underwear from Fu Siyu's hand and questioned her in a stern voice she had never used before: "What are you doing?! Why did you touch it! Why!"
Fu Siyu's face also changed after being yelled at. She had never seen Fu Shitian speak so harshly before. His face was still the same, gloomy, frowning, and he looked so fierce that he looked like he wanted to eat someone.
She was actually a little scared, but she didn't want to admit it. She even felt a little wronged and confused. When had Fu Shitian ever been so mean to her? How could he yell at her like this, just for a piece of torn underwear
She didn't want to admit defeat, so she gritted her teeth and yelled back, "Why are you so fierce? Are you sick? Put it on the ground and let me see what's wrong with it. Will you die?"
"Yes!" Fu Shitian answered her loudly.
Fu Siyu was speechless after being yelled at. She looked at Fu Shitian who didn't give in to her at all, and for some reason, her nose felt sore. So, in order not to lose face, she yelled back even louder: "Then go ahead, why are you going to die! It's just a torn underwear, is it that serious? Is it that serious!"
“As for… As for…” She held the underwear and swallowed even harder.
Fu Siyu knew nothing. She didn't know how much Shi Yi needed this bra; she didn't know how heartbroken and self-blaming she was when she washed Shi Yi's bra and found that the bra cups she brought out were deformed and the laces had traces of clumsy mending at some point; she didn't know how painful it was for her to secretly take back the tutor she had quit without Shi Yi knowing how to save money; she didn't know how much expectation and hope she had placed on this when she used all her tuition fees to buy the most expensive bra she had ever bought in her life and prepared to give it to Shi Yi to celebrate after she finished her postgraduate entrance examination.
She always knows nothing and is always so unscrupulous.
again and again.
"I will never forgive you, ever." She looked at her and said each word through gritted teeth.
Fu Siyu was shocked and couldn't believe it, but he still responded stubbornly: "If you don't forgive me, then don't forgive me. Who cares?"
"Oh my ancestors, what are you arguing about so late at night?" Wang Meifen heard the quarrel upstairs and ran up from downstairs, arriving there before the others.
Fu Siyu rushed to the door as if he had found a backer, hugged Wang Meifen's arm and started to complain: "Mom, she ate □□, and I was curious to take a look at her new underwear, and she refused to give in and got angry."
Wang Meifen was upset by her daughter's crying. After all, it was not a big deal. It was just two kids. "It's okay. It's not a big deal." She looked at Fu Shitian with a gloomy face, trying to put pressure on Fu Shitian as usual, asking her not to bother with Fu Siyu and make a big deal out of a small matter.
But when her eyes met Fu Shitian, and met Fu Shitian's eyes that did not flicker, were fragile and stubborn, she did not dare to speak easily.
She remembered that she had been unusually tough in the old man's room just now.
"This is a gift I want to give to someone. She broke the label." Fu Shitian explained in an unintelligible voice.
"It fell by itself, it wasn't me. It fell as soon as I picked it up." Fu Siyu couldn't stand any injustice.
Wang Meifen was in a state of confusion. She was unsure of Fu Shitian's current mood and attitude, so she had to pretend to be fair and smooth things over: "It's Xiaoyu who is wrong. Can you glue it back? Or sew it up. Otherwise, let me take a look. I..."
Before she finished speaking, Fu Siyu started to grumble: "What am I wrong about? I'll say it again, it fell off by itself, I didn't drop it!"
Wang Meifen was so mad at her that she scolded her, "Just shut up first." She couldn't control herself and used a harsh tone.
Fu Siyu felt extremely wronged. He let go of Wang Meifen's arm and asked crying, "Even you protect her! Mom, even you protect her. Is there any place for me in this family?!"
She turned around and ran towards the stairs. Wang Meifen's heart trembled. She reached out to catch her, but failed. Seeing her running downstairs, she quickly turned around and ran to grab her.
After all, he was old, and his hands and feet were clumsy. He walked too fast and slipped. He almost collapsed while holding the handrail of the stairs.
Fu Shitian instinctively rushed down to help her: "Aunt..."
At the same time, there was the deafening sound of an iron door slamming in the yard.
Wang Meifen glared at her angrily: "What are you standing there for? Go chase her! It's the middle of the night and she's a girl!"
Fu Shitian reflexively chased after him after being scolded.
She had been obedient for too many years, and had already formed a conditioned reflex to obey their orders and commands. She ran out of the courtyard with Fu Siyu in her pajamas and slippers, and ran to the village road. She looked at Fu Siyu running in front of her and called out: "Xiaoyu, don't run, come back..."
Fu Siyu clearly heard it, but he did not stop and ran even faster.
Fu Shitian followed her mechanically, stumbling and running. The dim village road suddenly turned into layers of double shadows pressing in front of her eyes.
Like a road with no end, no life, and no one knows where it leads.
Fu Shitian suddenly didn’t know why he was running, why he was chasing, or even why he wanted to live
This world seemed like a huge cage. No matter how she struggled or ran, she could not escape from this shackles.
She is so tired.
Where else could she go
Could she just fall down like this and never get up again
There were two bright yellow lights at the intersection ahead, and it was obvious that there was a car coming straight ahead. Fu Siyu's back was not paying attention, but he was still moving forward, about to cross the road.
At that second, she opened her mouth and wanted to call her: "Watch out, car!"
But at that second, it was as if the devil possessed me.
She didn't know what she was thinking, maybe nothing.
She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.
The next second, the harsh sound of brakes, collisions, and screams rang out in the cold wind of the winter night.
Fu Shitian's legs went weak and he knelt down.
She knew she was finished.
Her life is over.
Being kind isn't necessarily wrong.
Vicious, but definitely wrong.
Like a curse, it has come true.
The children of murderers, when they grow up, also become murderers.
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