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This sudden change caught Jiang's mother off guard. She loosened her tightly held hands and stood there in a daze. She thought Jiang Zhiyu had let go...
She returned home disappointed and followed Jiang Zhiyu, who returned to the bedroom without saying a word.
Mother Jiang went to the kitchen to cook noodles as usual.
Father Jiang was out of the hospital and lying in his bedroom. When he heard a heavy door slam, he jumped up with a start. He opened the door and saw Mother Jiang cooking noodles and asked, "What happened to my daughter today? It's ok for her to come back so late, but why is she so angry? Was she bullied at school?"
Mother Jiang's face was gloomy, her mood was written all over her face, she sighed and felt indescribable pain in her heart, "She was locked in the elevator, and then the elevator dropped sharply and she must have been scared."
Father Jiang patted Mother Jiang and hugged her shoulders, "Don't worry too much, it's okay..."
The noodles were cooked. Father Jiang was still pretending to be sick and could not show up, so he went back to his room. Mother Jiang knocked on the door of Jiang Zhiyu's room and said, "Yu'er, the noodles are cooked and on the table."
She paused at the door and found that there was no sound from inside. She asked again, "What's wrong with you? What happened? Why is there no sound?"
Sensing something strange, Mr. Jiang opened the door a little.
Still no one responded to Jiang Zhiyu's room, and fearing that something had happened, Jiang's mother had no choice but to open her door.
Her room was pitch black, with only a faint glow from the desk lamp. Jiang Zhiyu was drawing something on the table, and the atmosphere was very strange.
The lights in the room were turned on. Jiang Zhiyu turned around and looked at the woman at the door with a fierce look in his eyes. "Who told you to come into my room? You've been taking advantage of me for one day, right?" He then smashed everything on the table and said, "Get out of here, get out of here."
Mother Jiang was so frightened that she tiptoed out of the room and closed the door.
Jiang Zhiyu continued to chatter, "Didn't I tell you not to clean my room? What are you doing? You damn bitch, damn mistress!"
"How can you scold your mother like that? I thought you had gotten better but you were hiding it." Dad Jiang didn't care whether she was pretending to be sick or not. He directly opened Jiang Zhiyu's door, sat on her bed, and stared at his daughter.
My daughter now seems to be the same as before. She was like this before she put away all her edge. Perhaps it is because my daughter has been too outstanding, considerate and well-behaved recently, and everyone seems to have forgotten that she was like this.
"Stop pretending like that. You're the one who killed my mother. Get out of here!"
Jiang Zhiyu's tone was cold, but her voice was trembling, as if tears were about to burst out at the next moment.
Father Jiang knew Jiang Zhiyu's temper. If he didn't leave her room obediently, she would run away from home. This had happened before. He remembered that one time his daughter ran away from home and ran to the bridge. If he hadn't found her early, Jiang Zhiyu would have jumped down.
She suffers from extremely severe depression. We thought she was getting better, but she suddenly relapsed today.
Father Jiang didn't blame Jiang Zhiyu and left the room.
The doorbell rang, ding dong~ding dong~
Just as Jiang's mother was wondering who was there so late at night, the door was pushed open.
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