"You good-for-nothing! I think you're just being dramatic! Why did you pick it up? Get back home with me right now! Are you only satisfied when you've completely disgraced our whole family?!"
The girl suddenly stopped.
She looked up at her mother, watching her mother's incessant chatter.
The girl was etched with depression and melancholy.
There were dark circles under her eyes.
It felt like I hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time.
She just watched quietly.
Watching the light gradually fade from the girl's eyes.
Yan Jiu suddenly spoke up: "Don't think too much, hang in there, you'll get through this."
The girl looked at Yan Jiu.
In a cold world, she felt utterly helpless, trapped in a quagmire of despair.
She was really tired.
He was pointed at and gossiped about in public, like a clown.
But she couldn't force a clown's smiling mask.
Others' words couldn't sway her, but it was her own mother who was criticizing her.
now.
A flood of emotions welled up in the girl's eyes.
She gazed intently at Yan Jiu.
It's as if she's saying that finally someone understands her.
It's a pity.
It's too late.
It's too late.
The girl's lips moved.
In the end, he didn't say anything.
She slowly got up.
Standing in the long corridor, all the noise around her seemed to turn into a movie, playing on its own, while she remained detached from it.
The girl walked around the crowd to a wide-open area, away from the noise and clamor that caused her pain.
She reached the end of the corridor.
Look up and gaze into the distance.
The bright red cross inside the hospital resembles a red dove, its skeleton and wings made of cold metal.
It coldly looked down at the crowd in the hospital.
Even the brightest red color.
It also fails to warm people's hearts.
The girl stepped over the height of the 11th floor.
Like a drowning person on the verge of death, she broke through the boundary between life and death and seized the opportunity to break free of the water.
Amidst gasps and screams from the crowd.
The girl was like a begonia flower growing downwards; she resolutely jumped down to seek a new life.
Li Xiaoli quickly covered her mouth and hid behind Yan Jiu, not daring to follow the crowd to see what was happening.
Yan Jiu concealed the emotions in her eyes.
Then I looked up again.
She was still the same Yan Jiu who rarely lost her composure.
At this moment.
The sound of weeping grew louder as it approached.
The older woman grabbed Yan Jiu's arm, preventing her from leaving.
"It was you! You ruined my daughter! If you hadn't reminded her, she would never have done something like this!"
You can't leave!
"Everyone, come quick and catch the murderer!"
"You owe me my daughter's life! You owe me my daughter's life!"
Yan Jiu's deep gaze moved from the hand that was tightly gripping her sleeve to the ugly face of its owner.
The aunt's idea was very simple.
She was convinced that her daughter's death was a fact.
She didn't treat the girl like a daughter and wanted to take advantage of the situation, only wanting to maximize her own benefit from the girl's death.
Commonly known as staged accident.
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