They are about to become Pan Xiaolian's.
Maybe it won’t be long before Pan Xiaolian comes to visit.
She would trample her underfoot.
Humiliate her viciously.
Just like when her husband had just passed away, the people in the village trampled on her.
Call her a jinx.
Unlucky for husband.
Something no one wants!
Qiao Lanxin's body was shaking as she climbed the stairs unconsciously.
Countless images flashed through my mind.
In these pictures, there are people bullying themselves.
There are also people who bully others.
Before she knew it, she had reached the balcony of her bedroom on the second floor.
She glanced down at the lawn below.
The green lawn is black in the night.
Like the color of blood in the dark.
She closed her eyes and jumped fearlessly.
It doesn't matter.
It really doesn't matter.
In her life, she had been poor and rich, had lived through days of low status and days of being a superior person. She no longer had any regrets.
The wind whistled in her ears.
She no longer felt fear.
Perhaps her son's death had already numbed her heart.
At this moment, she just wanted to reunite with her son as soon as possible.
Snap——
Her heavy body fell to the grass.
There was a muffled sound.
at the same time.
The corpse lying in the living room finally moved its fingers.
After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes.
Looking at the familiar furnishings in front of him, he seemed to sense something and turned his head to look outside the door.
Then he saw Qiao Lanxin lying on the grass with her eyes wide open, dying with her eyes open.
Song Yan's heart stagnated, and he yelled in panic: "No!"
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