"Why did you break up with Song Lingshan three years ago? You clearly didn't want to break up, you clearly still loved her!"
“You know Song Lingshan can’t live without you, you know she’s just outwardly strong, you also know she doesn’t get along with her family, she sees you as her pillar of support, you even imagined that she was thinking of you all the time during the three years she was abroad, you know perfectly well that when she’s in a relationship, once she’s committed to someone, it’s for life, yet you still cruelly avoid her, constantly using your inferiority complex as an excuse to hurt her mercilessly.”
"Why didn't you push Song Qiluo away just now? You clearly had the strength to push her away! Why didn't you fight back!"
"You knew Ozawa Nami was married when you met her, so why did you still indulge in her charms and continue your relationship with her? You're a scumbag who destroys other people's families!"
"You clearly sensed that Ye Xiaoman liked you a long time ago, but you still hypnotized yourself, deceiving yourself that she could never be interested in you, and then you heartlessly told her that you were getting married. Don't you feel any guilt? Don't you know how sad she was?"
"A rotten person like you, rotten to the core, with a decaying soul, why should you still live in this world? Why don't you just die?"
"Why don't you just die? Hurry up and die!"
Su Luo collapsed into a ball, covering her ears with her hands and pleading sobbing.
"Stop talking, stop talking, please, don't say anymore."
"I know I don't deserve to live, but I can't die like this. I will apologize to them and atone for my sins. Please, stop talking..."
He couldn't defend himself, or perhaps it could be said that subconsciously he felt he had been making mistakes and had let everyone down.
She completely and utterly hurt everyone she loved and everyone who loved her.
The voice in my ears not only didn't stop, but it also materialized into a physical form—a person exactly like myself.
The difference is that there are no scars on his face, his eyes are bloodshot, and his skin is as pale as paper.
She had long, flowing white hair that reached her waist, wore a black outfit with a cloak, and was surrounded by an eerie red glow.
Standing high above Su Luo beside him, he continued to attack.
"If apologies were enough, what would we need the police for?"
"Your parents abandoned you because they foresaw your sinful life. Their biggest mistake was not killing you when you were born."
Su Luo, whose eyes were already closed, couldn't understand why she was seeing this androgynous monster and retorted excitedly.
"No, go away, get out of here! No, it's not like that! My parents must love me. They... they must have had their reasons for abandoning me..."
He dreamed of his parents countless times. Although he couldn't see their faces clearly, they would still hold him tightly in their arms and say apologetic words.
So subconsciously, he unconditionally loved his father and mother, and stubbornly believed that they must have had unavoidable reasons for abandoning him, and that they must have loved him deeply.
The man suddenly laughed, a sharp and piercing laugh. His scarlet eyes curved into a beautiful arc, and his blood-red eyes were filled with contempt.
"If your parents really loved you, would they have thrown you in the trash instead of giving you a name? If the orphanage hadn't found you, you would have starved to death long ago."
"If your parents truly loved you, would they have ignored you for twenty-seven years? Where were they when Bai Bing and her gang bullied you, when they trampled you underfoot and shoved your head into a dirty trough?"
"Where were they when you were working two jobs a day to support Su Jiani and yourself, being suppressed by your boss and bullied by your colleagues, and feeling so exhausted that you wanted to die?"
Where were they when you were heartbroken and couldn't sleep at night, numbing yourself with cigarettes?
"Is this the love your parents, who keep saying they love you, have for you?"
"It's obvious that you just don't want to accept the fact that your parents don't love you. Subconsciously, you've romanticized them. It's all just your own foolish illusion."
"?!?!"
Su Luo suddenly calmed down, her lips moved but no sound came out.
Everything around me was distorted, my nerves were uneasy, and my heart was filled with fear. All of this seemed to calm down the moment I heard these words.
The monster was right; the idea that his parents loved him was just a figment of his imagination and not true at all.
He was a mistake from birth, unknowingly hurting everyone; he was full of sin.
Seeing that Su Luo remained silent, as calm as a dead man, the man smiled and urged her on.
"Now that you've figured it out, why don't you just die?"
Su Luo suddenly opened her eyes, and the monster had disappeared again.
There was nothing left, and it was still pitch black all around, whispering softly.
"So, I don't deserve to live at all?"
"Should I die?"
"No, I can't die. I haven't atoned for my sins yet. I can only die after I've atone for them."
...
When Song Lingshan returned home after a busy day, she found that her younger sister did not rush to greet her as usual.
Thinking she had gone out, I asked Aunt Zhang curiously, "Where did my sister go?"
Aunt Zhang was in a panic. She had heard everything clearly when the second young lady and Su Luo were in the basement and she was cleaning the room in the living room.
Of course, this matter cannot be told to the young lady; if she does, her job will be in serious trouble.
He feigned composure and said, "The second young lady stayed up all night painting and didn't even come downstairs for breakfast. She's still resting now."
Song Lingshan frowned slightly.
"Okay, I understand."
How can you draw all night? Don't you care about your health?
If I go to sleep now, I'll wake up later and have to stay up all night again!
Song Lingshan immediately went upstairs and pounded on her sister's door.
"Get up, wake up!"
Song Qiluo was awakened from her sleep by the loud banging on the door. Hearing her sister's voice, she felt extremely guilty and said in a hoarse voice.
"Sis, stop knocking, the door isn't locked, I'm awake."
Song Lingshan pushed open the door, and a strong, pungent scent of lilies wafted out.
She covered her nose in disgust and looked at her younger sister, who was still lying in bed, with some annoyance, and questioned her.
"What are you doing? Wearing so much perfume and painting all night? Didn't I tell you you don't need to earn money through painting? We have enough money at home for you. Are you trying to go against me?"
Song Qiluo said, looking aggrieved.
"I know, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I couldn't control myself yesterday and it got light before I knew it."
Seeing her younger sister shrinking deeper into the blankets, Song Lingshan said sternly.
"Get up! Aren't you awake yet?"
Song Qiluo immediately sat up and said tremblingly, "She's awake, she's awake."
Song Lingshan was furious and warned him.
"Hurry up and come downstairs to eat. If I find you staying up all night again, you're moving out right now, you hear me!"
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