Seeing Zhang's mother skillfully open the car door and get in, Tonghua closed her mouth tightly, not daring to say another word, for fear of accidentally irritating the other party.
After Tonghua got into the car and saw Zhang's mother take out the key and start the car, she believed that this silver van that looked like it was more than ten years old was indeed hers.
The car was driving very fast. Although Tonghua had a thousand questions about the origin of the car, she had no time to care about them. When she stayed in the car for a long time, the pungent smell of gasoline made her, a pregnant woman, feel very uncomfortable.
"vomit"
Tonghua covered her mouth, trying to suppress the churning in her stomach. "Aunt Zhang, can you open the window? I feel like I'm going to vomit."
Mother Zhang looked back at Tonghua, as if she was estimating the size of the car window and Tonghua's body, and then opened the car window halfway.
Tonghua moved closer to the window, hoping to relieve her severe morning sickness, but the gasoline smell in the car was too strong, and the thin air could not dispel the pungent gasoline smell from Tonghua's nose.
Tonghua had no choice but to say, "Stop the car, I want to get off."
But Zhang's mother didn't stop the car after hearing it. Instead, she sped up and said soothingly, "Just bear with it, we'll be there soon."
But the physical discomfort was not so easy to endure. Tonghua suppressed the urge to vomit and suggested, "Why don't I come back in a few days when I'm free? I'm really not feeling well."
"In a few days?! I'm afraid I won't have this chance anymore. I've been waiting for you for so long!"
Even though she was extremely weak, Tonghua could tell something was wrong. She looked at the person in front of her warily and said, "Aunt Zhang, what do you mean?"
At this time, Zhang's mother seemed like a different person. She slammed on the brakes to stop the car, and then roughly pulled Tonghua out of the car.
As soon as he came out, Tonghua's legs became weak, his lower body collapsed to the ground, and he kept feeling like vomiting.
When Tonghua felt better, Zhang's mother squatted in front of her and said coldly, "Are you done vomiting? If you are, I should take you to see my daughter."
After Tonghua was pulled up from the ground by Zhang's mother, she realized that they were not in front of a hospital at all, but in a desolate suburb, with a dilapidated old bungalow in front of them.
"Aren't you taking me to see your daughter? This isn't a hospital. I don't want to go!"
After saying that, Tonghua wanted to break free from Zhang's mother's restraints and run out, but as a weak pregnant woman, how could she resist the strength of a middle-aged woman? Zhang's mother grabbed Tonghua's wrist tightly and pulled her directly into the house.
"You promised me something, don't even think about going back on your word!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, Tonghua had to soften her attitude and said cautiously: "Aunt Zhang, if I see your daughter, you will let me go, right?"
Aunt Zhang smiled grimly and said, "Of course, you are the person our Xinyue has been longing to meet!"
The more Tonghua heard this, the creepier she felt, and goosebumps appeared all over her body. But Tonghua had no choice now, so she had to follow the other person into the house, hoping that the other person would really do as she said and let her go after the deal was done.
But as soon as Tonghua entered the room, he realized that his thoughts were too naive.
A large black-and-white photo was placed in the center of the room, which showed Zhang Xinyue's voice, appearance and smile when she was alive.
Although it was mid-afternoon and the sun was still shining outside, the room was dark, dim and cold, as if an lingering chill was lingering in the house.
Originally, this suburban bungalow looked very dilapidated because of decades of ups and downs. Even the white paint on the walls was covered with a layer of gray. In addition, the entire room was covered with a layer of white chrysanthemums, centered on the black and white photo.
The whole room felt like entering a haunted house.
Zhang's mother pulled Tonghua forward, looking at the large black-and-white portrait with infinite nostalgia: "Daughter, Mom has brought the person you wanted to see to see you."
Tonghua looked at Zhang's mother with an incredulous expression, then looked at the portrait in front of him and asked softly, "Did Xinyue really ask you to come find me?"
Mother Zhang snorted coldly and said, "If only my Xinyue could wake up and chat with me, even just once! But you know what?! My Xinyue has been lying in bed for over a year, and she hasn't opened her eyes to look at me once. Even when I told her everything about her childhood, she didn't react at all. Do you know the pain and despair that kind of feeling is?!!"
Seeing Zhang's mother becoming increasingly emotional, Tonghua was afraid that she would do something hurtful, so she kept persuading her: "I am also very sad about Xinyue's death. I hope you will be strong, Aunt Zhang!"
"Be strong?! How can you expect me to be strong? In order to treat my daughter's illness, I have sold everything in the house that can be sold. Even this place now is a place that no one wants!"
"If you have any difficulties in life, I can do my best to find you a place to live. If you feel that is not enough, I can also find you a job. Is that okay with you?"
"Don't think you can disregard human life just because you're rich and powerful! You're the ones who killed my daughter!"
Seeing Zhang's mother slowly walking towards her with a distorted face, Tonghua tried hard to explain, "There must be some misunderstanding about this matter. Didn't the police already make a final decision on the case? It was just an ordinary robbery. Xinyue and I were both innocent victims at the time. How could you think I killed Xinyue?"
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