"Fake." Fu Soft's mood was quite calm, "Do you think I'm going to believe you?" ”

Hou Zhenghao suddenly became a little anxious, "I forgot, you can't remember what happened before you were five years old, Fu Shengxiang is really well disguised." ”

Fu Ru obviously didn't want to hear him say this, and she got up to leave.

Hou Zhenghao struggled to roll off the bed.

He went on a hunger strike because of his mood and illness, and he had no strength for a long time.

He struggled to get up, but found that his legs couldn't use any strength, so he looked up angrily and glared at Fu Ruan, "Whether you believe it or not, what I just said is true, the reason why I locked you in the dark room is to prevent Fu Sheng Xiang from finding you and hurting you, you think I'm imprisoning you, but I'm here to protect you." ”

"I won't believe a word of what you say." Fu Soft looked at Hou Zhenghao with cold eyes.

Seeing that she was leaving, Hou Zhenghao was a little anxious, struggling and shouting, speaking faster than just now, "You have a scar on the outside of your left leg, you must not remember where this scar came from, right?" It was Fu Sheng Xiang with a knife, she was going to kill you, but I found that her hand trembled and cut your leg! ”

"Enough!" Fu Soft completely lost patience, "I said, I won't believe you. ”

"Fu soft, I didn't lie to you, what I said is true, if I lie to you, I won't have to die!"

But no matter how Hou Zhenghao prayed and made all kinds of poisonous oaths, Fu Soft still left the ward without looking back.

After coming out of the hospital, Fu Ruan sat in the car and calmed down.

kept hinting to himself in his heart that Hou Zhenghao was a person full of lies, and he couldn't believe what he said.

But a memory came to her mind.

She once asked Fu Shengxiang how the scar on her leg came about.

Fu Shengxiang, who has always had no extra emotions, rarely showed a panicked look.

Despite her efforts to stay calm, Furu saw the panic on her face.

"Fell." Fu Sheng Xiang lowered her head and said sullenly.

Although he was not very old, he could tell whether the wound had been broken or cut by a knife.

She knew that her mother had lied to her, but she didn't expose it and didn't ask again.

Just like when she asked her father, her mother died, and she never mentioned it again.

Later, one night, when she was sleeping in a daze, she felt Fu Shengxiang touching the scar on her leg.

She didn't open her eyes and continued to pretend to be asleep.

Unexpectedly, she heard her mother crying and saying that she was sorry.

The tone was full of guilt.

Originally, this matter was not important to Fusoft, but Hou Zhenghao mentioned it today, which inevitably made her associate these things together.

But her mind was too messy to make a judgment in the moment.

She wanted to drive home, but she drove the car to the old neighborhood.

It was the place where Hou Zhenghao had locked her up.

Even during the day, there is an indescribable sense of disappointment.

She sat in the car for a long time before she opened the door and got out of the car, walking towards the house with a clear goal.

Different from the last time she came here, this time she was lonely and brave.

Last time, Lu Yanchen destroyed the gate of the house in order to save her, and no one came to repair it later, so the door of the house was open.

It's even messier inside than before, and it's supposed that a nearby kid has come here to make trouble.

The heavy iron door inside the house was also haphazardly open because it was broken.

Fu Ruan's footsteps stopped in front of the iron door, and his heart surged violently for no reason.

She pressed her hands to her chest, trying to calm herself, but to little effect.

But she didn't flinch, only thought for a few seconds, and then stepped in.

By the light shining from outside, I could barely see inside the dark room.

In fact, it was an empty room with nothing.

But the feeling of suffocation that comes from the oppression is getting stronger and stronger.

Fu Ruan walked straight to the deepest part of the room, the outside light did not come in, and she began to see clearly ahead.

His steps stopped, and Fu Soft closed his eyes and began to melt himself into the darkness.

After the deathly silence, she seemed to hear the childish voice again.

1,2,3,4……

Fu Soft opened his eyes suddenly, and what could be met was still endless black.

She felt suffocated, like someone had robbed her of her breath.

When she reacted, she realized that she had forgotten to breathe.

She opened her mouth to breathe heavily, and a large amount of air rushed into her lungs, making her crouch down uncomfortably.

A sudden noise sounded in her ears, pulling her into the whirlpool of memories.

"Squish, don't blame Mom."

She heard her mother's guilty voice ringing in her ears.

Then she felt her mother's hand gently caressing her face, and the movements were gentle, so that Fu Soft leaned more and more into her mother's arms.

The hand paused slightly on her cheek, then suddenly covered her mouth and nose.

She was still asleep, but suddenly opened her eyes and saw her mother's tearful guilty look.

She wanted to call her, but her mouth was covered, and she couldn't make any sound, so she could only use her hand to pull her mother's hand on her mouth and nose.

But when she was young, where did she get the strength to break free from the control of adults?

The intense suffocation made her struggle lighter and lighter, tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, and she closed her eyes in despair.

"You're crazy!" Hou Zhenghao suddenly broke in and pushed away Fusheng incense.

Fu Soft fell to the ground softly, and his small body was like a dead leaf falling with the wind, lifeless.

Fu Shengxiang was pushed to the ground by Hou Zhenghao, and his face was only pale.

Hou Zhenghao hurriedly rushed over to check Fusoft's condition, and when he saw that she was unresponsive, he hurriedly gave her cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

It hurts.

She couldn't tell if it was pain in her heart or pain in her body.

Some air rushed into her lungs, causing her to start coughing.

While coughing, my lungs tingled.

After a long time, she was faint and cried, "Mom......"

"Okay, okay, it's okay." Hou Zhenghao patted Fu Soft's back.

Not far away, Fu Sheng Xiang buried her face in her knees in pain.

Fu Soft sat down on the ground, tears pouring out of her eyes uncontrollably, she reached out to wipe them off, but found that the more she wiped them, the more she wiped them.

Eventually, she gave up the struggle, buried her face in her knees, and let the tears run wild.

So...... What Hou Zhenghao said is true?

Mother wanted to kill her more than once?

What are the next fifteen years?

Fu Soft tried hard to overturn this cognition, and searched hard in his mind for his mother's attitude.

There was a figure of her kneeling alone in the yard all night.

There was her red and swollen palm.

and forced her to make a vow not to touch the fragrance for the rest of her life.

One by one, it really happened later.