roccoschili Chapter 314 I’m no longer a human being 2
Chapter 314 I’m no longer a human being 2
"Wake up! Wake up! She's awake!"
Before Moyou could open his eyes, he found that one of his arms was in extreme pain.
She wanted to lift it up to take a look, but both her arms and body were very weak, and she struggled to sit up even though she struggled a few times.
An older nurse came over and tucked her messed up quilt, "Have a good rest, don't do stupid things again, it's hard to save your life."
But after she remembered the girl's experience, she didn't say more and just sighed.
Moyou's other hand under the quilt touched his heart.
I can feel that the thin soul is cultivating here.
"33, pass her memory to me."
"Ok."
She closed her eyes, and as if in a dream, the experiences belonging to this body appeared before her eyes one after another.
The girl's name is Yue Mingqiu, who was born in an ordinary family of four.
Her parents are ordinary office workers. She is a college student with a second degree, and she has a younger brother who is also an ordinary junior high school student.
I originally thought that my life would pass by without any troubles, but until this summer vacation, my younger brother accidentally fell into a lake and died while out playing.
It was an afternoon when she was still blowing the air conditioner on the sofa and eating watermelon, and then she received a call from the police.
My brother is dead, drowned.
When she hurried over, her parents also arrived. Looking at her brother's body, she felt her ears ringing and almost fainted.
How could he die so well?
When he obviously went out, he also said that he would bring milk tea for his sister when he got home.
Obviously he had sent him a message before.
"Pay for my child! You pay for my child!"
When my father helped my mother out in confusion, a woman rushed towards me. She cried and reached out to slap her parents.
Her husband stopped her and apologized profusely.
No one blamed the woman, they all knew her, she was the mother of one of the kids who went out with her brother.
The child died too, and he was an only son.
They had nothing to say because the surveillance video showed that the child drowned while saving his younger brother.
The woman was taken away by her husband and they returned to their home.
It was already evening, and the room was dimly lit. Everyone was sitting on their own, and all they could hear was suppressed sobs.
In the end, she cheered up first, turned on the light, cooked the meal and forced it into her parents' hands.
"Eat, Xiaofei doesn't want to see you go on like this."
Dad wiped the corners of his eyes and took big mouthfuls of rice.
Mom took a bite and cried uncontrollably, "My Xiaofei! Why...why...wuwuwu."
She walked over, patted her mother on the back, and held her in her arms.
The woman came and apologized to them the next day. She just lost her child and was temporarily dizzy.
On the third day, when they started to deal with their brother's funeral, something happened.
Some media exposed this incident and included a scene of the woman accusing them earlier, leading the topic to the fact that her brother had killed other children.
For a time, the direction of public opinion was all directed towards the younger brother.
Some people conclude that the younger brother is a bad boy based on his appearance to his grades.
They said that the younger brother was a gangster.
They said that the younger brother must have coerced the other children to go.
Various conspiracy theories followed one after another. Among those people, even the incident of falling into the lake became that the younger brother wanted to murder other children, but he was involved in it.
She was also heartbroken that the child drowned while saving his brother, but his brother was definitely not who they said he was.
She opened an account and explained on the same platform.
Although some people believed her, there were still a group of people who firmly believed in their suspicions and cursed them with the worst malice.
In the private messages, the insults were like unwarranted disasters, befalling them.
But fortunately, teachers, classmates and former parents came forward to explain, public opinion reversed, the media account deleted the video, and the storm was over.
Those who had caused the most trouble before showed no apology at all.
Because they found a new place to party.
When the mother came that day, she was wearing work clothes and was well-dressed, which did not fit the image they imagined of a mother who had lost her child.
So they ignored the mother's grief-stricken cries and accused such a mother who lost her child from the moral high ground.
They said, the child is dead and you are still in the mood to dress up so exquisitely?
They casually said "She's still wearing makeup" and a face-covering smile, and ignored her tears.
They looked unscrupulously at her clothes and figure.
In the face of such a tragedy, they still bothered to comment below on how she maintained herself at this age.
That day, my mother locked herself in the house. When her father broke in, she cut the clothes into pieces and tore her hair in pain.
The mother was in great pain after losing her child, and those words were just adding salt to her wounds.
A few days later, my mother died.
He committed suicide in his brother's room.
Was it the death of her brother that made her lose the idea of living, the malicious speculation on the Internet, or the endless harassing phone calls and text messages.
She and her father just went to call the police, and when they came back, their mother turned into a corpse.
Dad, who was always steady, panicked. He shook his mother's body and called her name over and over again.
Then as if he remembered something, he tremblingly took out his cell phone and wanted to dial 120.
But his hands were so shaky that the phone slipped from his palm. He leaned down to pick it up again, but the phone was turned off because it was out of power.
He held the phone with a black screen, stooped down, suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped himself hard several times, then covered his face and sobbed.
In fact, my mother's body has lost its temperature long ago, and there is no way to save it.
She also wanted to cry, and her heart was so painful that she opened her mouth, but fainted before the first sound came out.
When she woke up again, it was in the hospital, and all kinds of eyes fell on her vaguely.
Dad came to take care of her. His hair was half white and he seemed to be more than ten years older.
She wanted to check her phone, but her father refused.
They unanimously did not mention their mother and brother.
Later, my father's visits became less and less frequent, and he became more and more haggard each time.
Until that day, she was notified again.
Dad is dead.
He jumped off the building.
It was smashed to pieces, with no possibility of survival.
This time she seemed to be numb and followed the elders who hurried over to deal with the funeral affairs.
She checked her phone, and sure enough, the target was pointed at her father.
Some people say that he has a child and a yellow-faced woman, so why shouldn't he marry a young man?
Some people suspect that my mother did not commit suicide at all, but that my father wanted to defraud the insurance.
The man who lost his wife and children, the man who was not good at words, experienced a breakdown and then jumped off the building to take his own life.