Chapter 212

"My hair was grabbed, my clothes were stripped off, I was tied with a rope and dragged on the ground, and Wanwan didn't even look at me.

I think Wanwan might be angry.

Regardless of what I said or did, it was normal for Wanwan to be sad, but it was also sad to live like this. I really hoped that Wanwan could save me again. But there was no chance.

Until one day, my younger sister, who had never been beaten or scolded, and who had always sat at the table and watched me being tortured by that woman, fell ill.

My first reaction when I heard the news was joy. I wanted to laugh out loud.

I know it's hapless, and I know it shouldn't be, but they deserve it.

It's not me who made them sick, they'd better die now.

What hospital? They didn't send me to the hospital when I was sick.

The woman suddenly came back from the hospital and was rummaging through her house. I thought she was going to sell some things to get some money back so she could go back to the hospital and continue treating patients.

But after turning the house upside down, the man stopped and turned to look at me, like a hunter finding his prey.

I suddenly felt like a blind bear caught in a trap. I couldn’t run away, couldn’t escape, couldn’t break free, couldn’t see, couldn’t hear, couldn’t shout, and no one could get any response from me, no matter how much I cried out to the sky or the earth.

I don’t know what will happen, but I can already tell that it’s not going to be good.

Sure enough, the man told me to go out immediately, go to the big villa outside the village, knock on the door of the villa, and tell the owner of the villa that my family wanted his money.

I was stunned. I didn't know why this happened, but I really found it funny.

If I needed the money from that family so much, what would I have done before? If that sick person who saw a ghost before had not treated me like that, I would not have wanted to leave such a good person.

But now, the owner of that house and I have long been separated. I didn’t even dare to look at him for a second while walking on the road. So what is the relationship?

Going to look for money at a time like this would be like stealing or robbing, wouldn't it?

I didn't agree, but the man grabbed my hair, took off my outer clothes, even snatched one of my shoes, and kicked me out.

Yell at me through the door, get out, go find her, she'll give you money.

I said I didn't want to go and I cried out of grievance.

That person said to me through the door, "Why are you pretending to be innocent? If you want to be so noble, what have you been doing? You spent a night at her house and you have the nerve to come home!"

Why are you unwilling to do it for your sister at this time? Don't think I don't know what's going on between you two. Dirty stuff! Idiot, idiot!

That woman has plenty of money and is willing to give it to you. As long as you go to her and beg her humbly, she will not make things difficult for you.

I had no choice but to cry at the door all night. My eyes were swollen and my voice was hoarse, but the door still didn't open. I had no choice but to go at daybreak.

I was very afraid of seeing people on the street, so I ran there. My feet were pierced by glass shards and were bleeding. I knocked on the door, but only once, and Wanwan came to open the door.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw that my hair and clothes were messy, and even one of my shoes was missing. He was very surprised and asked me why I was bleeding.

As I cried, I realized belatedly that I was too mean and shouldn't appear in front of Wanwan in this way, but I had no other choice.

I felt ashamed, nervous, and embarrassed about making a fool of myself in front of my lover. When I heard what Wanwan said, I instinctively wanted to turn around and run away.

Wanwan pulled me in and told me to go in. She said she was going to treat my wounds. I didn't want to be shy and didn't want to be seen on the street, so I followed her into the house.

Wanwan felt sorry for me and asked me why I didn't come to her earlier.

I can't tell.

Wanwan teased me and asked me why I came again, didn't I say we wouldn't meet again?

She seemed to know nothing.

I could not imagine how angry and sad Wanwan, who was so pure and innocent, would be if she knew about the bad things in my family. I had hurt Wanwan's heart once, or even more than once.

Now it has to happen again, how can I be worthy of her?

When I was hesitant, Wanwan comforted me and told me to just forget it if I didn't want to.

I know it's already late and I can't delay any longer. Even if I don't say anything, someone else will tell Wanwan about it. Instead of waiting for someone else to tell me, I might as well tell it myself.

I told the story.

Wanwan promised me that she would give money for my sister's medical treatment for my sake, but I had to live with her, could not go home, and could not see those two people again.

I was happy and sad. Happy because I never dreamed that I would have the chance to live with Wanwan. Sad because it was not worth paying such a large sum of money for someone like me.

Whether Wanwan agreed or refused, she would suffer a loss, and this time it was me who brought this upon Wanwan. I clearly did not want things to turn out this way.

I hope Wanwan lives a good life more than anyone else.

But now that things have come to this, there is no other way.

My sister's illness became more and more serious, the money she needed was increasing, and the time she spent in the hospital was increasing. In order to take care of her sister, the woman almost lived in the hospital and never went home.

In order to get the money for my medical treatment, of course I was agreed to be sent to Wanwan.

Wanwan was very polite, but I felt that she was like a bowl of lotus in ice crystals, more unattainable than before.

I simply thought that after receiving the money, I would have nothing to do with those two people anymore, but it didn’t last long. My sister died in the hospital. The woman who took care of my sister came back again.

Greedy and shameless. Evil-minded, reckless, and neurotic.

I don't have a good impression of that person, and a bad impression is all that person leaves on me.

When this person came to my door, I wanted the door to fall down and crush her to death. But this person didn't die, and she stood at the door and talked nonsense.

I wanted to find someone to kick her out, but Wanwan came back.

Wanwan is a very good person. She never does anything touching. She is gentle, soft, considerate, delicate, rational, and cold. All the good things in the world can be said to be for her.

I didn't have time to chase the man out.

Wanwan even invited that person into the house because she was my biological mother.

At times like this, I would rather Wanwan was a bad person so that she wouldn't have to suffer so much for the rest of her life.

But things did not go as planned.

That person really doesn't bring good news.

She said to Wanwan, you have kept him here for so many years, it’s time for me to take him home.

Everyone was shocked that there were such shameless people in the world.

But of course other people's shock is of no use to such shameless trash.

The man even laughed, which was extremely disgusting.

She told Wanwan that if I was not returned to her, she would go to the police, the court, and the TV station to let everyone know that there was a shameless criminal here who was snatching other people's children and doing shameful and dirty things.

The criminal she was talking about was Wanwan.

I find it hard to imagine that there are such shameless people in the world.

But when I think about the past, I feel that after not seeing each other for a long time, it is not surprising that this person is as vicious as before, or even more vicious. It's just a pity for Wanwan.

Wanwan asked me if I was willing to go back with that person, and of course I said no, because who would like a person who beats and scolds himself every day? It's not like I'm mentally ill.

But the man refused to give in.

The woman scolded me in Wanwan's house and wanted to scold Wanwan too. She even wanted to beat me in front of a group of people. Everyone drove her out, but she said at the door that I would definitely go back with her.

I just thought it was ridiculous, but what happened later told me that I still thought too highly of this person.

The person tricked me out and told me that her grandmother was dying and wanted to see me before she died, so she wanted me to go back with her.

I believed her lies and followed her, but halfway through I realized I was taking the wrong road and tried to run, but she caught me and dragged me onto the train.

I told everyone in the car that the man next to me was a human trafficker who wanted to kidnap me to the mountains to do laundry and cooking for a fool and become his wife so that he could collect money and go home to live his life.

No one believed me.

I said, you see, I look different from this person.

Indeed, I was prettier than my sister in the beginning. Later, when I lived with Wanwan, my living habits became more like Wanwan. When we stood next to the people around us, you couldn't tell that we had any relationship.

People around me gradually began to believe in me.

But the woman started shouting, saying that I was tricked by a man from the city and taken home to give birth to two children. I ran away madly and was finally rescued. Now I am unconscious and talking nonsense.

I said that was not the case at all.

That woman actually pulled out a photo album from her body. The album contained photos of me from childhood to adulthood. It was all planned and she did it on purpose!

She knew that she was going to trick me out today. She knew that I would shout to people around me that I had nothing to do with her. She even started preparing these things when I was a child.

I hated her more than I had ever hated her before. At that time, I thought, I wish I could kill these damn things in front of a group of people.

Then there will be nothing to worry about. Even if I am sentenced to death, even if I am guilty of murder, this damned thing must die in front of my eyes!

But I didn't do it, because even this one person could suppress me, let alone there was a group of people here. I had nothing in my hands, so what could I do?

I burst into tears.

I suddenly thought of a solution. I told everyone that she had stolen it from my house. She had been employed as a nanny in my family when I was a child and had taken care of me since I was little. She told others that she was very kind to me and even took me to take pictures.

I never thought about it and never knew why she always wanted me to take pictures with her. Now I know that she did it for today.

To keep me away from my loved ones."