She had already given Xiao Mo so many opportunities, and now, no one could persuade her to let go with those ridiculous kinships.
"I did beat you and scold you at every turn. Now, you hit me, scolded me, and even took out a pistol from the drawer and shot me to death. I won't even blink. You can't show mercy and treat me like Xiao Mo." This person does not exist, she is innocent in this matter, she knows nothing." Fu Ling said pleadingly, he really could no longer watch Xiao Yurou's child die in front of him.
He really didn't want to experience such pain again.
"Innocent? How innocent are you both? Then I am the only one who is the bad guy." Fu Ruoyu smiled, her eyes moistened, but she still held back not to fall off.
The person in charge now is herself, and she will no longer be led by others like before.
"Ruoyu, you were obviously not like this when you were a child." Fu Ling didn't know how Fu Ruoyu became like this. Maybe the original well-behaved and sensible appearance was just for herself, but now she is the real her. .
All this was caused by his own hands, and he is guilty.
"Don't mention your childhood to me." Fu Ruoyu shouted as if someone had touched the most painful part of his heart.
Now Fu Ruoyu was as crazy as a ghost. But Fu Ling saw it and felt pain for the first time for his previous behavior.
Fu Ruoyu's mind was filled with the greasy and lewd voice of that person and the touch of those disgusting big hands.
"Tear" sound
It was the sound of clothes being torn, and along with the clothes falling to the ground was her hope and innocence.
She will never forget that rainy day, that person's voice, like the wailing coming from hell. Every time at midnight, she will always be awakened by the voice in her head.
Then she got up from the bed with a frightened look. She seemed to see the blood stains on her hands that were not dry on the rainy day from her smooth and white hands. Little by little, they were left from the gaps in her hands, and then stirred up in the water. The ripples made even the colorless water appear red, like the blood and tears shed by travelers in pain.
She grew up that day, and she knew what it meant to have no control over one's own life, and what the horror of power was.
From that day on, she used a gentle and comfortable smile to hide her true inner thoughts, walking like a zombie all day long. Her biggest wish was to be able to control her own destiny one day and never bow to anyone again. .
"Ruo Yu, what do you want?" Fu Ling seemed to have had all the energy drained from his body, sitting on the chair helplessly as he spoke.
Fu Ruoyu looked at the scene in front of him sarcastically, Xiao Mo, you know, do you know how jealous I am of you? You got everything I don't have. Look, there are countless people planning behind your back, but...but I From beginning to end, he seemed to be alone.
It's really sad
"Isn't my meaning obvious enough? Dad, you ruined the first half of my life. As for this pain, of course I want to get it back from my brother. Don't thank me too much."
Fu Ruoyu said with a smile. His beautiful face seemed to be a little more alive. His thin lips, which should have been pale, were not sure if they were angry, but they were a little red. Fu Ruoyu just glanced at Fu Ling's dejected look and left.
(End of chapter)