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Chapter 2532 : Yin Yijie is angry 3

So fed up!

Why does everyone know better than me what I should do? Why didn't my mother let me stay with her in the hospital since she was in poor health?

Even if I become distant again, I believe I can still fulfill my responsibility as a daughter.

Okay, no one said anything, just arranged for me to come back; then I thought my mother still wanted to be the same as before.

Maybe there is a difference. The only difference is that she left me and ran away before, but now I am indifferent. I was wrong, I didn't learn, I was wrong! [

I am an adult and should take responsibility, is that what you said?

There is no need to add another sentence saying sorry for not learning or anything like that, no, no!

I know, I should know, I've always wanted to go on my own, why do I have to have a few people jump out and tell me what to do?

Just do it, why should you come back and say I'm wrong?

Even if my mother wants to sell me, besides not letting her sell me, I still have to smile and be nice to her, right?

I know, I understand, there's nothing wrong with it. She is my mother. Being nice to her doesn't hurt anyone. That's what you should do:

"I'm going to see her in a moment. You don't need to interfere with my own affairs. God will punish me whether I live or die. You'd better stay away from me, lest my poor character taint you."

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Pack your things?

I'm not quite sure where it is, but if it's relevant, I'll look for it.

money, ID card, plane ticket

Can you save a living person?

I have one mouth, two eyes, and two ears. How can I find a place for myself?

My mother has cancer, retribution! I was finally seen as unfilial, and this is probably retribution! Our family is not a good person, so I will go with her to heaven and hell together, because she is my mother, because she always thinks about me,

because

Where's the suitcase?

None of these things seem to be mine, I only brought my own card; where are the clothes?

It doesn’t seem to be mine. Nothing here is mine. From head to toe, I have the ability, but no one allows me to live according to myself. Nothing.

Standing in front of the cabinet, I felt a little stupid and my mind went blank:

who I am?[

What do I do?

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