Almost at the same time, the gun in my father's hand rang out, and as a plume of smoke came out of the gun, my mother slowly fell to the ground.
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The moment she fell to the ground, her mother suddenly looked at Yesi Luo, and a faint, sad and apologetic smile suddenly appeared on the corners of her beautiful lips.
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From a long time ago, he had suspected that his mother would one day resist unbearably, but he did not expect that her first resistance would be met with a fatal response from her father!
In this diary, every blood stain, every word and every tear is a confirmation!
Outside the window, heavy snow is still flying.
"Yes Luo, it's useless to lock up a woman..." The woman's cold words still echoed in her ears.
Yes, of course he knew this, no one knew this better than him! He cursed lowly and raised the heavy whiskey bottle again, only to find that the bottle was empty and no more drop could be poured out.
Strong amber liquid.
"You are just like your father..." Cheng Liuli's indifferent words came to his ears again. Yesilo angrily drank the empty wine bottle, threw it, and pushed towards the outside along the glass window.
Throw it away.
The ferocious force of the wine bottle shattered the thick glass window lattice. The loud sound was particularly shocking in the dark night. Pieces of broken glass scattered on the carpet in the room.
The strong wind, mixed with the blizzard, roared into the house, raising his hair and dancing his clothes.
However, even the roar of the violent storm and snow could not cover up Cheng Liuli's cold words that still lingered in his ears, nor could he brush away the tear-stained little face from his eyes.
"Yesluo, how could I love this child when I hate his father so much?"
In a daze, the mother's figure intertwined with Cheng Liuli's angry face.
"You are exactly like your father..."
No, she was wrong, he was different from his father, he was different from that beast-like man!
In this life, what he hates most is to be like that man!
The cold snowflakes lingered and danced in his bloodshot eyes and next to his breath as hot as a wild beast!
His clothes were flying like an eagle in the strong wind.
Standing up slowly, he paused in the darkness. Finally, he opened the door to the study and walked towards his room.
The long corridor is as quiet as a sleeping tomb.
There was no light at all in the bedroom, only the hazy snowy light outside the window was quietly reflected.
Cheng Liuli was lying on the huge bed, motionless, her slender and fragile body covered only with a thin blanket, curled up like a baby, as if she had fallen asleep.
For a moment, he didn't dare to really step forward, fearing that he would actually beat her in anger, and fearing that he would find the same scars on her thin body as his mother's.
Indeed, he was so angry that he almost lost control. He was afraid that he had actually made a move and just deliberately chose to forget it afterwards.
There were still tears on the pale and blood-stained little face.
There were only tears and no signs of injury.
But the snowy light outside the window was too weak, and he couldn't see clearly. In the bathroom, he took a few more steps towards the bed and got closer to Cheng Liuli——