Chapter 42
After school that day, Ping An was about to go to the Tsinghua and Peking University class to find Cheng Xiangheng to go home, but was told by his classmates that he had already taken a leave of absence that afternoon.
Ping An looked at her cell phone and confirmed that Cheng Xiangheng had not called her. She began to panic for some reason. She did not dare to delay and rushed out of the school and took a taxi home.
It probably rains every year during the college entrance examination. This year, it started raining two days before the exam.
Ping'an didn't bring an umbrella, so he hurriedly covered his head with his schoolbag and rushed home after getting off the car.
As a result, Ping An accidentally bumped into a haggard woman. Before he could apologize, the woman grabbed his arm.
An indescribable feeling of shuddering surged in his heart. Ping An looked at the woman. The moment he saw the woman's face clearly, he felt his hair stand on end - it was her mother, Ma Mei.
Ma Mei was terribly thin, with wrinkles all over her face, gray hair on her temples, and a bent back. At first glance, she didn't look like a woman in her thirties, but more like an old lady in her seventies or eighties.
Her eyes were fixed on Ping An, as if she were looking at the price of an object. That was not the look she gave her daughter at all!
Ping An trembled and stepped back, trying to shake off the woman's hand. Ma Mei had been working for many years, and although she was now too thin to be a human figure, she could still hold Ping An tightly.
"Why are you hiding, you little bitch! I'm your mother, if you keep hiding I'll beat you to death!" Ma Mei had a ferocious look on her face, grabbing Ping An with one hand and trying to hit her with the other.
Ping An is no longer the silly girl who just stood there stupidly. She hid while shouting for help, but unfortunately the rain was too heavy today and no one appeared nearby to save her.
Seeing Ping An struggling, Ma Mei couldn't help but laugh and cry. The hideous and twisted expression on her face was no different from that of a ghost. "Zhou Zhaodi, it's no use hiding. You killed your father. You're truly an evil creature!"
"I didn't! I didn't!"
Ping'an was trembling. When she suddenly learned that she had lost her loved ones, tears couldn't help but flow out. The rain mixed with her tears fell down, and it froze her heart so much that it ached.
"You bitch! Your father asked you to get married, so just marry him. Why did you tell Cheng Xiangheng? He has ruined our family! Do you know that your father is dead?"
Ping'an cried and shook his head, his body still struggling subconsciously, trying to get away from Ma Mei.
Ma Mei slapped Ping An hard several times, her face twisted with anger. "Your father was beaten to death by Cheng Xiangheng with a brick! It's all your fault, it's all your fault! Bitch! You're such a jinx!"
Ping An covered her face which was gradually oozing blood, and blankly accepted the message in Ma Mei's words. She felt that she had heard it wrong. What was the relationship between Cheng Xiangheng and her father?
Ma Mei didn't even give Ping An a chance to react. She burst into tears, "Who could have imagined this? I worked so hard to raise my son. I finally bought him a house, but in the blink of an eye, it was snatched away by those debt collectors. I also got cancer... God is so unfair!"
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and thunder was roaring one after another, exploding in the sky, almost shocking all the ugliness to the point of shattering one's liver and liver!
Ping An was hit by the pouring rain and was unable to breathe. His face turned pale and he cried as softly as a mosquito, like a little animal seeking protection from its mother: "Mom..."
She still called her mother as she did when she was a child, but her mother, just like when she was a child, would never respond to her.
Ma Mei grabbed Ping An's arm, squeezing it so hard that it bled. She stared straight at Ping An, staring at the scapegoat who allowed her to rest assured. "This is your brother's current address. After I die, you have to raise him!" Ma Mei handed Ping An an ID card, her face frantic. "When I was your age, I was already married and had children. I could raise both you and your brother. You can definitely raise your brother. If you dare to abandon him, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost! Zhou Zhaodi! Your father and I won't let you go even if we become ghosts!"
Ping'an cried and shouted, and tried to retreat desperately like a kitten, but his mother pinned him to the spot!
Ma Mei realized that if Ping An did not agree, her son would have no one to rely on in his life. Her son is only in the third year of junior high school this year and will take the high school entrance examination in a month. If he has no one to rely on at such a young age, how difficult would his life be!
Ma Mei would never allow her son to be left alone! She wanted Ping An to be her son's scapegoat!
"Mom begs you, Zhaodi—no, your name is Ping'an now, right? Ping'an Ping'an, this name is so nice. Mom begs you, you must take good care of your brother and let him live a peaceful life. Mom kowtows to you!"
The heavy rain shattered the hysterical voice in Ping'an's throat. She stared blankly at her mother kneeling in front of her. Her heart was so painful that she was numb and didn't feel any pain at all.
"Mom...you get up first..."
Ping An stiffly tried to pull Ma Mei away, but was dragged to his knees by Ma Mei. "Ping An, I only have two wishes in this life. One is that your brother can become a high-ranking official, and the other is that I hope to grow old with your father. But you, the unlucky star, invited the wolf into the house, causing your father's death, your brother's father's death! I also lost my husband! You really deserve to die!"
At the end of the story, Ma Mei finally couldn't hold on any longer and couldn't continue begging. She grabbed Ping An's collar and screamed frantically: "Zhou Ping An! Why didn't you die! Why didn't you die!"
Ping'an was shaken by his mother in a daze, and no longer had any intention of resisting.
When Ping An was a child, what she longed for most was to be taken to the city like her younger brother and live with her parents. Later, her grandparents died, and the village chief sent her to her mother as she wished, but she did not feel any warmth from her family.
They didn't love her, they regarded her as a burden, and then abandoned her smoothly, leaving Ping An alone and at a loss.
No one was willing to take her in, so she was forced to take herself in.
When Ping'an's parents came to her again, one of them wanted her to get married to pay off her gambling debts, and the other cursed her to take care of her younger brother for the rest of her life, otherwise she would haunt her as a ghost.
Ping An didn't know what kind of punishment she had suffered from God to have such a life script. If possible, she wanted to start over more than anyone else.
She wanted to wipe away the tears on her face, but she felt a warm hand. The rain and tears mixed together, and she couldn't even tell what was what. She just felt ridiculous.
Dark clouds covered the city, and the sky seemed to have a hole in it, and it had become completely dark. Lightning flashed and illuminated the entire world in an instant, and it was unclear whether the person who appeared between heaven and earth was a human or a ghost.
For a moment, Ping An felt like she was dreaming, because at this moment, Ping An saw a scene that she would never forget - her mother took out a knife, stared at Ping An with desperate and fanatical eyes, and cut her own neck in front of her.
"Zhou Zhaodi, you must... take good care of your brother for the rest of your life... Otherwise... I will not let you go, even if I become a ghost—"
“Snap!”
Ma Mei's body fell to the ground, her eyes staring straight at Ping An, with a look of resentment and unwillingness that never closed until her death.
Ping'an's mother died with her eyes open tonight.
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