She regarded a man who had ruined her family as a benefactor, gave him a child, and gave up her biological daughter for him.
"Hahahahahahaha-" Fan Guihua suddenly laughed, laughing so loudly that the birds that were perching on the tree flew away.
Birds soared, branches made sparse sounds, and the desperate laughter echoed in the night sky.
Ding Ning was soothed by the laughter, and the shock in her heart had already exceeded what she could bear.
"Hahahaha—" The almost maniacal laughter made one hear how intense the despair in it was.
The last time Ding Ning saw her mother was the day her grandmother took her away when she was six years old.
She remembers that it was raining heavily that day, and she remembers her grandma’s sharp scream after she made trouble at He’s house. She said: Let her go!
That was her resistance to He Zhigang, because He Zhigang had no intention of letting her go.
That day, she held her grandma's hand and led her staggering grandma away from the place she called a nightmare in the heavy rain without looking back.
Yu Jiangqing said that she was always self-righteous.
Whether it's her daughter's matter, her mother's matter, or even Yu Jiangqing's matter, she always thinks that she is right.
So, she lost her daughter, so she killed her mother.
She wanted to call her mom, but she couldn't.
Fan Guihua smiled, and she stood up slowly with tears already streaming down her face. She turned back to look at Yu Jiangqing who was standing behind them, "You must remember what I said to you. Poor and humble couples will suffer from everything. The money is gone, and the love is gone." Fan Guihua said, her eyes falling on the pistol at Yu Jiangqing's waist.
Yu Jiangqing wanted to say something, but saw Fan Guihua slowly reaching out and taking the pistol from his waist, "He doesn't deserve it. He doesn't deserve to go to hell to see Ding Hong. Of course, I don't deserve it either."
Fan Guihua said, looking back at the man lying on the ground trying to escape, and slowly raised the gun in his hand, "I thought he owed me a lifetime, but it turns out that I am a joke, and I owe him lifetime."
He Zhigang endured the pain in his body and hurriedly got up -
"Bang—"
He Zhi had just gotten up and had not taken a few steps. His body suddenly stopped. His eyes widened in disbelief, and he slowly turned around to look at the woman who was still holding the pistol in both hands, "You-"
Ding Ning also looked at the scene in front of him with disbelief.
When Yu Jiangqing wanted to reach out to grab the gun, Fan Guihua had already shot himself in the temple.
"Qing Yujiang, remember my words, remember-"
"Mom—" Ding Ning screamed. When he caught Fan Guihua's body, what he couldn't keep was her lost life. "Mom, Mom, Mom—" Ding Ning wanted to hold Fan Guihua's hand, but what happened? There is no way to hold it tightly.
The bird flew away again, and the small sound was irritating.
Yu Jiangqing's hand that wanted to grab the gun was still in mid-air, but it was too late.
Fan Guihua never said a word to Ding Ning until her death. Perhaps, everything she wanted to say had been told to Yu Jiangqing that day.
Telling this to a man who can reassure her.
She was ashamed of her husband and her daughter, so she chose to remain silent.
Choose to leave this world in silence.
Her life has long been a tragedy, but she is still struggling, struggling to live and see her daughter alive.
Now, I see it.
She also discovered that her life was not only a tragedy, but also a mockery.
Now, this scene should come to an end.