6: GOING BACK TO CHINA (PART 6)

GOING BACK TO CHINA (PART 6)

After searching for her cell phone, passport and credit card all over the room, Xue Lin still couldn't find them. Her heartbeat increased. Having a bad feeling, she jumped out of the bed and ran towards the door. She opened the door forcefully and went downstairs as fast as she could.2

Xue Lin already smelt something burning. She went to the kitchen and saw that her mother and elder sister were burning her missing belongings alongside broken pieces of her cell phone.

Xue Lin hurriedly took the closest napkin and threw it over her burning stuff.

"What are you doing?!" Xue Lin's mother exclaimed.

Xue Lin didn't give her any attention. She extinguished the fire and moved the napkin away. She blew while picking up the hot, burnt passport and credit card and noticed that they were beyond recovery. The same goes for her cell phone. She wouldn't recognize her cell phone if it wasn't for the chibi sticker of Mu Lan given to her by Author Flow07.

... Xue Lin's mind was blank for a moment. She didn't know what to do or what to say. From the actions of her family she lost contact with her friends, she lost the opportunity to leave this country and she was broke. Before she realized, her chest felt tight and she kept gazing at the ground, never blinking.

Xue Lin didn't realize her mother or sister leaving the kitchen, leaving her alone. Her soul felt empty.

'Why? Why? Every time, they have to ruin everything I have built with my own knowledge and hard work. Why can't they leave me alone? Why do they have to go so far to hurt me again and again? I was out of the picture for two years. Couldn't they stand watching me suffer? If they had a problem with me, why did my mother give birth to me? They could have lived with just one daughter.'

Xue Lin's arms trembled as she tried her best not to cry. She sniffed a couple of times but didn't allow tears to form in her eyes.

'Too bad that I was born. Just because you birthed and raised me, doesn't mean you can do whatever you want with me. I'm neither a robot nor a doll that you can play with. I'm a human being with emotions. I have every right to decide what I want to do with my life... I will make you regret making me suffer.'

Her heart filled with immense anger. She knelt to pick up the burnt items from the ground and stood up and then dashed towards her room. After resting them on her table, she came out of the room. Looking downstairs, she could see what was going on in the living room.

Her family members were watching television calmly after their deed was done. After taking a small glance, she went to her sister's room.

From the living room, her sister noticed Xue Lin heading towards her room. "Lin, what are you doing?" She quickly ran upstairs.

Xue Lin already went to her room and grabbed the edge of a wooden shelf. She shoved it with all her might and the wooden shelf leaned forward and all the decoration pieces - books, bottles, a cell phone and whatever else was on the shelf fell and broke into pieces. The sound echoed throughout the house while it shook.

Xue Lin's sister came into her room and screamed, "Lin! What are you doing?!" She couldn't believe that her younger sister would destroy all her precious belongings. She went forward to grab Xue Lin.

Xue Lin grabbed her shoulders and moved her aside. "You shameless woman, you're asking me that after burning my things without my permission? No wonder a disgusting woman like you hasn't gotten married yet."

Of course, their parents also came and saw the massacre that unfolded in the bedroom. Sure enough, they also heard what Xue Lin said and her mother came forward and slapped her across her face.

Xue Lin's face turned red instantly. She didn't back down and strike her back.

"Mother!" Xue Lin's elder sister pushed Xue Lin and started hitting her. "How dare you hurt mother!"

When Xue Lin kicked her sister, her father came forward and grabbed her wrists.

Xue Lin could tackle one or two women, but she couldn't three people when the third person was a man.

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