275 Learn to forget
This was good. If he died, he would end up dead. If he died, there would be no pain.
Coincidentally, I could accompany my child. That way, he would not feel lonely or afraid.
I knew that I was deluding myself.
However, if he didn't numb himself like this, what could I do? What could I do...
I didn't know how long I had slept, but I felt like I was dizzy.
There were several times when my consciousness had begun to wake up, but I just didn't want to wake up.
It wasn't until a blinding light shone on my face that I opened my eyes unwillingly.
Looking at the familiar surroundings, I felt a little confused.
Why am I here? Could it be that Yan Yichen sent me back?
"Yan Yichen?" Hur hur, when I thought of this name, I thought of something.
When his brain was fully awake, tears came to his eyes.
I can't forget everything that happened before I fainted. I ca n' t forget the man's ruthlessness towards me.
But, why didn't I die? Why was that so?
The room was already full of sunlight, but for some reason, I felt cold.
The coldness emanating from inside out made my entire body tremble uncontrollably.
Curling in the corner of the bed, I felt helpless and hopeless.
Why? Why did this happen to me? What did I do wrong?
Why did the heavens punish me like this? I asked God over and over again, but the only response was the silence of one room.
"Bang..." A basin-like voice rang out, causing me to suddenly recover from my grief.
When he saw his father, who was older than last time, he tried to hold back his tears and burst out again.
"Yu er, you woke up?" His father looked at me with trembling lips.
The cautious look made me feel even more distressed.
"Dad, I'm awake." I wiped away the tears on my face and looked at my father with a smile.
"It's good to wake up. It's good to wake up." As his father spoke, he walked to the bedside and hugged me tightly.
"Dad, it's all my fault. I' ve worried you." I threw myself into his father's embrace and apologized.
His father had raised me for 20 years. Not only did he not get the slightest bit of light from me, he was constantly worrying for me.
As an adopted daughter, I felt that I really owed him too much.
Letting him worry about me from left to right was a waste of me.
"As long as you're fine, let's start over." His father reached out to help me wipe away the tears on my face and said with a heartache.
Start again? Hur hur, is it really okay? I kept asking myself in my heart.
Can I really do it? After experiencing so much, could I still return to the past life of Worriless?
The answer was simple, no!
"Yeah, well, start over." In order to reassure my father, I could only hold back my tears and nod.
……
Under the careful care of my father, a month later, I regained my vitality.
However, only I knew that my laughter was superficial.
To prevent my father from worrying, I could only force my face to smile.
I've already lost my baby. I ca n' t lose my only family anymore.
During this time, Ma Xiao Bao also came over and just wanted to comfort me.
Hur hur, want to open? So what if he didn't want to open it? I'm just a Ordinary human, so what if I do n' t accept my fate?
Ever since the day of production, I had never seen Yan Yichen again.
I think, after killing my child, he should be flying away from the woman he loved, right?
Actually, I should sympathize with him. For the sake of the woman I love, I was willing to sacrifice my appearance.
After acting for so long with a Ordinary human like me, it really made things difficult for him.
If it was me, I'm afraid I would n' t be able to do this, right? Apart from hatred towards him, I also admired him.
Surprised with sarcasm, hehe...
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Feeling puzzled, hadn't Qingfeng Town returned to peace? Why was there crying again?
Thinking of this, I walked out.
"Dad, you're back?" As soon as I stepped out of the room, I bumped into my father who had come back. I looked at him and asked.
"Yes." His father nodded and walked into the room.
"By the way, Dad, who's crying at noon?" Thinking of something, I quickly looked at my father and asked.
"Sigh, it's a blessing or not. It's a curse that can't be avoided." His father suddenly sighed.
"Wh... "What do you mean?" I asked curiously.
However, he had a bad feeling in his heart. From his father's words, it was definitely not normal.
"Do you still remember the Bridesmaids that died when Li Guansheng went into a well?" His father looked at me and asked.
I remember this very well, so when my father mentioned it, I remembered it.
"I remember. Didn't Li Yong marry a wife and Bridesmaids been humiliated into suicide?" "That female ghost came to look for me." I was very sure.
"That's right. Back then, we all thought that if the curse was lifted, perhaps that girl would also disappear. However, in the end, she still did n' t let go of her obsession." His father said with a sad expression.
"Do you mean that she has come to seek revenge for the Li family again?" I wasn't sure. I looked at my father and asked.
However, he knew the answer in his heart. His father's words were enough to explain something. 0
"Yes, this morning, Li Guansheng's wife did n' t wait for her son and daughter-in-law to come out for dinner. She initially thought that her son was sleeping in but later she felt that something was wrong. She knocked on the door and saw that the two bodies were both hard." His father said politely.
Heavens! I couldn't help but reach out and cover my mouth. I originally thought that the one who died was just one person.
It seemed that this Bridesmaids's resentment was really great.
"However, why did you kill them by Bridesmaids?" This was something I felt was off, so I asked.
"I haven't finished yet. Do n' t worry." His father looked at me and said in amusement.
"Oh." I instinctively vomited Tongue sticking out and nodded.
"The two of them died in a miserable state. Their flesh was badly mangled. Most importantly, the wall was written with the words,'It's not that they don't report, it's not time.'" His father said angrily.
So it was like that. No wonder his father was so sure. But when he looked at his father's expression, why was there something wrong?
"Dad, why are you so angry?" Looking at the anger in his father's eyes, I asked in confusion.
His father had experienced a lot of ghost killings.
But today, his expression was clearly a little off.
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