Chapter 11 11.Cygne de poème

At that time, she had been deeply spitting on the answer, but like that person, she told her daughter.

Cheng Qing suddenly thought, perhaps, she also has a little love for Cheng Anle.

What mother in the world doesn't love her child.

It's just that, since they've come to this point, what's the use of saying this?

Said it...... She wouldn't believe it anymore.

When the child is her whole world, you hurt her deeply.

Now she doesn't believe in you anymore, and now she doesn't love you anymore, but you want to make amends.

Where does that kind of good thing come from?

If all the mistakes can be forgiven, why are there so many enemies?

Can I still correct this error?

Cheng Anle's eyes clearly wrote, 'It's impossible anymore.' ’

If you can't correct this mistake in this life, then ...... next life

You will be my child again in the next life......

I really...... I really want to love you for once......

But I can't do it now,

I can't put aside the barriers,

I can't love you as a mother.

Cheng Qing stood up and raised the gun in his hand tremblingly.

We...... Let's die together......

A line of tears fell from the corner of her eye, dripping from the hand holding the gun.

A moment of confusion flashed in Cheng Anle's eyes.

Why are you crying?

Didn't you always want to get rid of me?

In that case, why cry?

The phone vibrated violently in her pocket.

Cheng Anle hurriedly ran upstairs as if he had just woken up from a big dream.

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out.

She quickly reached for the handrail next to the stairs.

Cheng Anle had an extra blood hole in his calf.

Cheng Qing reloaded the gun, and the sadness in his eyes just now completely disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out again.

It's not Cheng Anle who hit this time,

Bullets were coming in from the window.

Cheng Qing's eyes widened and he sat down on the sofa.

Her lips quivered slightly, vaguely a word.

'I'm sorry......'

It was completely dark, and the last bit of sunset was completely swallowed up by the night.

Cheng Anle glanced out the window,

The woods were pitch black, and there was no sign of anyone at all.

She took out her mobile phone from her pocket and called the police slowly, but changed to an extremely anxious tone at the moment of connection.

"Police...... Mr. Police! Someone killed my mom! ”

In fact, she spoke quickly and was a little confused, so that the operator on the other end had to ask several times to confirm where she was.

Cheng Anle hung up the police call and immediately called the emergency number.

As the saying goes, you have to do a full set of plays.

She sat down the stairs, slowly rubbing the coins in her pocket.

Even if she was shot in the leg, she looked at the dead Cheng Qing very leisurely as if she was nothing.

Why...... After you died, I actually felt a sense of pain,

It was like a glass ballast stuck in my throat, and it hurt irrepressibly, and slowly, my whole body began to hurt......

Obviously, I hate you......

Clearly...... I want you to die......

But...... I'm still sad......

Uncontrollable sadness......

"Didi ......"

The sound of a police car came from outside the door.

She immediately changed her face, and her eyes were filled with intense fear.

"Police! Don't move! ”

The police outside broke down the door, but all they saw was the woman sitting on the couch with her back to them.

And, the little girl who climbed the stairs.