Chapter 143 From now on, you should treat me as dead
Yang Xiaoli felt as if a mountain was pressing down on her.
The pressure made it hard for her to breathe.
The cold wind was howling, and she sat outside the door in the freezing weather, waiting for her mother to come back.
Her body had long been frozen, and she couldn't even hold the needle and thread. She thought she was cold enough.
Now she felt even colder, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.
The usually strong girl leaned on her indifferent mother and finally couldn't help crying. Her voice was so choked that it made people despair:
"Mother!"
She originally wanted to ask Zheng Weihong why she forced her like this, but the heart-wrenching pain was so severe that her dry lips were unable to utter a single word.
Outside the door, Zheng Meiyu couldn't wait any longer. She pushed the door open, looked at the situation in the yard, and called the police into the yard.
Yang Xiaoli was like a puppet, being led out of the yard by two policemen. Even at this time, Zheng Weihong still did not forget to act:
"How could you steal something, kid? Isn't this bringing shame on your father and grandfather? They are all heroes. Our Yang family is full of loyal heroes, so how could you be such a loser?"
These words were so hurtful that Yang Xiaoli felt sick after hearing them. She felt dizzy and when she reached the gate of the yard, she finally couldn't hold it in any longer and started to vomit while holding onto the door frame.
Since she was a child, she had been hungry too often, and her stomach had always been in bad condition. At this time, she even had stomach cramps.
His expression was terrifying.
I vomited for a while at the door, but because I hadn't eaten anything, I didn't vomit anything, just dry heaving.
The two policemen couldn't bear to see the little girl like this, so they asked her:
"Xiao Zhi, are you okay?"
Yang Xiaoli shook her head with difficulty.
At this time, Zheng Weihong stepped forward again and said to the police:
"She is just pretending, she has been like this since she was little, whenever something doesn't go her way, she pretends to be upset and want to vomit.
She just wants to shirk responsibility and blame me for not teaching her well. I would like to trouble Police Officer Wang Zhi to help me teach this child well. "
In an instant, Yang Xiaoli heard her heart shattering like a glass cup hitting the ground.
The pain was unbearable.
She thought that if she worked hard enough, flowers would one day bloom above her head instead of the thorns.
She thought that flowers would one day replace thorns.
But at this moment, the warmth that she had been cautiously longing for since she was a child, personally created a violent storm in her world.
After Yang Xiaoli stopped vomiting, she stood up and looked back at Zheng Weihong with a cold expression without a trace of emotion.
She nodded gently at Zheng Weihong, thinking in her heart that she admitted the crime.
On the contrary, this life was given by Zheng Weihong, and now she should give it back to Zheng Weihong. From now on, everything will go her own way, and she will no longer recognize Zheng Weihong as her mother.
"Uncle policeman, I stole those things. I admit it. Please arrest me!"
Yang Xiaoli's tone was terrifyingly calm, like a puppet that had lost its soul, and her eyes were so empty that it made people feel distressed.
She followed the police outside like a wandering soul, her back straight. At this moment, she really wanted to touch her father's majestic eyes in the photo frame.
But she never looked back, and walked out of the yard where she had lived since she was a child, step by step, with a heavy heart.
Good.
All these things, no looking back.
"Mom, I'm sorry. I brought shame upon you. Our mother-daughter relationship ends here. From now on, just treat me as if I were dead."
After he finished speaking, tears flowed.
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