(228) Black in memory

The memory goes back to that time, when my fate changed completely. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I was six years old, and I was a little girl who didn't care about the world.

Although I live in poverty, my mother, Pan Wanlin, still provides for me to go to kindergarten.

I'm not childish, but I can wash dishes, wash clothes, and cook for the poor family, I'm very small, but I'm more sensible than anyone else.

I always smiled and lived with my mother in a small house of less than 30 square meters.

My mother would sometimes say something when she was emotional, so that I could see that my mother had been a rich wife.

From her mouth, I knew that my mother was driven out of the Fang family with me.

In my eyes, my mother is the best mother in the world. She is the only faith I live in.

Even though the neighbors around me said that my mother was talking nonsense, I knew that my mother was a kind woman.

Although she is now down, she still has the charm of the past in her bones.

So I never asked her where my father was and why he didn't come to me. Because I know my mother has a scar in her heart.

I often say that I will be filial to you when I grow up. But it didn't wait for me to grow up.

I remember that day, the sun was just right, and I always thought that the tragic thing should be on a rainy day or a hazy day, but there was no rain that day, and the sun was just right.

I went home as usual, and in kindergarten I also drew a picture of my mother, proudly praising my mother. In kindergarten, the teacher asked me to draw my father, and I proudly drew my mother.

"My mom is the best mom in the world, she's the most selfless and beautiful mom at all times."

"Fang Jingxian doesn't have a father at all."

"My mom said that her mom was a braggart and talked all day long that she used to be Mrs. Kuo."

"Fang Jingxian will talk nonsense."

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"Who said that, what do you know?" I was so angry that I had a fight with someone.

The teacher dissuaded us. "Children can't discriminate against others, we should care for Fang Jingxian's children."

I was disgusted by the teacher's words, and her words were saying that I was indeed pitiful without my father, like wagging my tail and begging for mercy and longing to be loved.

"Who wants your love?" Angrily, I picked up my bag and turned away, holding my painting on it of my favorite mother.

I wiped away my tears when I left the school gate and practiced smiling hard. I came home smiling, but I saw the scene I didn't want to see in my life.

My wheel of destiny has since begun another direction in my life, and it is destined for my life of wandering.

In the house of less than 30 square meters, there was some musty smell, and my mother was lying on that bed with blood on her wrists. There were sleeping pills on the dilapidated table next to it.

I panicked, my schoolbag fell to the ground, and the paper with my mother's portrait in my hand fell on the blood, and the blood was wet on the mother's portrait, and there was the best mother I had written on it.

I panicked and put my hand next to my mother's nose, and I was no longer breathing.

It occurred to me in my mind that my mother was dead. That perfect best mother died.

And I became an orphan.

It has been two hours since she committed suicide, but if there is anyone who cares that she will not die, it is a pity that there is no one, and naturally no one takes her to the hospital.

Eventually she went to the funeral home and I went to the orphanage.

I cried like a madman, and I felt like the sky was falling when I was a child.

My mother, whose death brought my whole world to ruin.

Later I found a bracelet in my mother's hand, and I took her off because I knew it wasn't my mother's.

So I started asking neighbors if they saw anything. The neighbors saw our house as a cancer, but they said something pitiful to me. Said that someone came to her before my mother died, and it was a woman.

But when I was young, I didn't use it and couldn't look it up. Because it was a suicide, the police would not have intervened.

A lot happened in the year I was six years old, I graduated from kindergarten and started elementary school. At the graduation ceremony, I saw the parents of my classmates, and I was alone.

No one cares, no one asks.

The most important person in my life left, and there was no hope in life. I think if I was abnormal and distorted, it would have started at that time.

At that time, the belief that supported me to live was to return to the Fang family for revenge.

I went to an orphanage, and the twisted children were longing for a happy home and longing for adoption, but I didn't want to be adopted. They will behave in men and women who want to adopt, and I choose to ignore them.

When someone tried to adopt me, I ignored the hostility.

This kept me in adoption and in the orphanage all the time. Then I went to high school and started to be sponsored by people, until I was in college, and I was able to take care of myself.

I've always kept that bracelet, and I've always kept it in the bank. I've identified a valuable pearl bracelet or a custom-made one. Because of this, I know that there is only one such bracelet in this world, and I can't find out who this bracelet belongs to.

The brand of that bracelet has been discontinued, and the brand is currently gone. The records of the early years were not computers, and most of the handwriting has also disappeared.

But I knew that the person who could afford the bracelet must have been a rich man.

It's just that there has been no trace, but I have always suspected that the original woman was Ren Shuyan.

I'll always search for evidence, but I'll find a way to deal with her whether I have evidence or not.

After all, she has the best chance of winning souls.

The return of memories made my mood even more impetuous. Back then, I was powerless and powerless, but now I have a heart that is powerless and can be found.

I sometimes wonder if I'm so unlucky that I can't control my fate. How ridiculous, a person who does not believe in fate, is always tormented by fate.

It is precisely because of this that I have never gone to see my mother, and if Yan Shaocheng hadn't taken me to that cemetery, I would have forgotten it.

Time has changed a lot, and I have forgotten a lot, but there are things that cannot be reached in the depths of memory.

The encrypted box that Yan Shaocheng asked to get was full of paper materials, and the pointing was not clear. I don't have enough evidence, so it's going to be very difficult.

Seventeen years ago, it would be very difficult to find out.

I opened the door and got into the car, red blood was the only thing flashing through my mind at the moment.

I think maybe it's fate, because it has a different color.

In my plan, after overthrowing the Fang family, I must deal with Ren Shuyan, and I have to ask her what she said to my mother in the first place, so that my mother will choose to commit suicide.

I got my hands on the steering wheel and slammed my foot on the gas pedal to drive home.

What I have is time to settle the score.

(To be continued.) )