The Monster I Was Redeemed

An Sien, like a puppet, followed the doctor to go through the formalities and signed the consent form for cremation of the body.

Maybe she didn't want her daughter to worry about the funeral after she died.

When An Sien's mother was admitted to the hospital, she had already prepared the necessary procedures for the funeral.

From the moment she died, everything started to work.

An Sien just needs to follow the doctor and sign the documents that need to be signed by the family members, and they will take care of the rest.

For the mother and daughter without relatives and friends, the tedious mourning and false mourning are omitted, and the funeral is simplified.

In just one afternoon, everything was taken care of.

An Sien, who had been running for eight or nine hours, was sitting in the taxi home with the urn in his hand.

The nurse next to her kept comforting her in a soft voice, but she didn't respond, she just kept sobbing while holding the urn.

As for tears.

Dried.

The nurse answered the phone, and after hearing that another patient had died, he took An Sien to Zhenxing Road and left.

Worked all day and now it's night.

An Sien held the urn and walked on the road blankly.

After a day of exposure, the road at night is still a little warm until now.

But An Sien exuded a gloomy and cold air all over his body, which was incompatible with the environment.

Pale skin, godless pupils, red eyes, a white dress stained with blood, and the urn in her hand.

All this looks strange to outsiders.

Even the gangsters who are keen to chat with beauties on weekdays choose to avoid it far away in front of this strange atmosphere.

An Sien followed her habit and instinct to go home.

After smelling the familiar smell at home, she regained her senses a little.

An Sien closed the door,

Holding the urn tightly with both hands, he slowly sat on the ground with his back against the door panel.

She whispered in a hoarse voice, "Mom, we're home."

An Sien looked ahead with a smile: "How about making an omelet at night? I haven't eaten your omelet for a long time..."

"Just say something, don't ignore me, okay..."

An Sien chatted with the urn.

The closed curtains blocked the outside light, and the dark house was like a different dimension isolated from the world, only An Sien's self-talk echoed in it.

I do not know how long it has been.

An Sien didn't say anything, just stared at the urn in a daze, as if she was gradually accepting the reality of her mother's death.

In the dead of night, the cicadas stopped chirping, and the only sound was her own breathing.

An Sien's phone lit up. She wanted to find someone to talk to, but she didn't have a single friend.

Looking at the concise address book, An Sien called the messenger.

"What's the matter with me? That group of people shouldn't find you, a person with a criminal record."

The cold voice of the messenger came from the phone.

An Sien covered her phone, cleared her throat, and said in a voice that was no different from before, "I can't call you if I'm fine, you are my benefactor."

"Benefactor? We are in a cooperative relationship, you need money, I need information, that's all."

"However, my pay and return are not equal. I just stay there as usual and send you two messages to get so much money."

"And...if it wasn't for you, I might be in that kind of place..."

An Sien didn't finish his words, but the meaning he wanted to convey was very clear.

Not only financial help, but the messenger also helped her get out of that devil's lair. If there was no messenger, her future would be desolate at a glance.

Although her mother still passed away, at least in the last few days, An Sien didn't worry about medical expenses anymore, and was able to stay by her mother's side with peace of mind and accompany her through the last part of the journey.

This is also the blessing of the messenger.

The two had known each other for less than half a month, but An Sien really had a good impression of the man who saved him.

"I just stomped to death the bed bugs that got in my way."

"I knew you would say that."

An Sien smiled: "No matter what you say, it's a fact that you saved me, but I have nothing to repay you... Why don't I go to your place to do chores for you?"

The other party quickly replied: "No, I don't need it."

"Also... what nonsense am I talking about."

An Sien quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I said something strange... It would be shameless for a person like me to stick to your side..."

In his eyes, he is definitely a scoundrel who gets a favor and beats the snake to the stick, and is a rogue who is married into a wealthy family and has a dream of turning a grass chicken into a phoenix...

An Sien laughed at himself in his heart.

Even though the messenger didn't state her identity clearly, from her words and deeds, she was definitely a rich person, and she was just a pick-up lady, and their identities were vastly different.

In society, any kindness from the weaker to the stronger will be seen as flattering.

Forcibly performing the so-called repayment of gratitude will only make the other party think that he has nothing else to do.

An Sien's heart gradually cooled down.

Before graduation, An Sien wanted to pursue her dream and enter the entertainment industry.

I don't want to be famous and rich, I just want to let myself and my mother live a stable and happy life.

After graduation, An Sien faced illness and reality.

She just wanted to make money to treat her mother's illness and prolong her life as much as possible, so she gave up her dreams and dignity.

After the death of her mother, An Sien's belief and support were gone, and her whole heart became fragmented.

The only thing left is the recently sprouted gratitude towards the messenger.

Now, the messenger rejected her kindness, and the last flame in her heart began to shake.

The two fell into a long silence.

An Sien forcibly cheered up: "Sorry, I'm here to disturb you so late, I'll hang up first..."

"I don't care who you are."

When An Sien was about to hang up the phone, the messenger spoke.

"I reject you for my personal reasons, not for your identity."

"I don't look down on you. On the contrary, I admire you very much. Not everyone has the courage to take the initiative to enter the devil's lair and become a pick-up lady for their own family."

The messenger didn't care about that noun at all, and said it very directly.

"I'm just... tied up... Even if I don't want to stay there, they won't let me go..."

An Sien's voice began to choked up.

Originally, she thought she was completely numb, but the words of the messenger made her eyes moist again.

"Whether you were forced to stay there or not, you should know exactly what it will take to betray them.

But in order to heal your mother, you chose to betray them without hesitation.

It's really amazing and you don't have to feel inferior about it. "

The messenger's tone was as cold as ever, but An Sien felt a touch of warmth.

"Thank you... thank you..."

An Sien wiped away her tears: "My mother passed away today, and the money will not be used. Tell me the bank card number, and I will give it back..."

"As I said, it's a reward. Maybe 150,000 is a huge sum in your eyes, but it's not worth mentioning to me."

The messenger immediately rejected An Sien's request to return the reward: "Is there anything else?"

"Gone."

An Sien said softly.

As soon as the voice fell, the messenger hung up the phone without hesitation as usual.

'thanks……'

Listening to the beeps on the phone, An Sien thanked again in his heart, then slowly got up and turned on the lights in the living room.

She put the urn on the table, came to the TV, and gently removed the photo of herself and her mother on the wall according to her dying words.

The frame was nothing special, but when she turned it over, she saw a passbook taped to it.

An Sien was struck by lightning.

She opened the passbook tremblingly, her name was written on the account, and the deposit amount was 42,628 yuan.

The account was established five years ago, that is to say, when An Sien was still in high school, her mother started saving money secretly.

pat.

The passbook is dropped on the ground to form a small tent.

"why why……"

An Sien knelt on the floor and protected the passbook with both arms.

The tears that had dried up began to pour out again, slapping the outer skin of the passbook drop by drop.

An Sien kept asking why, but she actually knew the reason why her mother did this.

"Wow ah ah ah ah ah..."

This time, she didn't suppress her voice and burst into tears.

The mournful and desolate cry was especially heart-wrenching on this silent night.

While she was crying like a child, a memory card fell out of the gap in the passbook.

An Sien's eyes have been watching the passbook, and naturally he will not miss this little thing.

She picked up the memory card, walked over to the TV and inserted the memory card into the card reader.

Press the remote control and the TV starts playing the video on the memory card.

The background in the video, An Sien is very familiar, is her mother's bedroom.

"...Should have already started filming?"

The video screen shook for a while, and then Ma An appeared on the screen, and she kept adjusting her sitting position so that she was facing the camera.

"Sien...Although it sounds like I'm cursing myself, when you saw this video, I should have passed away."

"Mother."

There was only a video in front of him, but seeing his mother again, An Sien couldn't help but scream.

"Your child's personality follows me. You seem to be very talkative, but you are actually stubborn at the bottom of your heart."

An Ma sighed in the video, with a helpless wry smile on her face.

"When you go to college, you never ask me for a penny again. It's a good thing for a child to learn to be independent, but it also makes me a little lonely.

I occasionally think, does the girl not need me anymore? "

"No! I think you've been with me!"

An Sien unknowingly came to the TV.

"You're probably talking about letting me stay with you all the time, but if you guess wrong... Hey, I'm already dead, so why bother."

Speaking of this, An Ma suddenly blushed and coughed twice.

"Although I should have apologized to you when my illness was exposed in the future, but I haven't yet... I'm sorry Sien for hiding it from you for so long."

An Sien stroked her mother on the TV screen: "Why didn't you say it earlier..."

"To be honest, I was shocked when I went to the hospital for a check-up early last year. I don't smoke, so how could I have lung cancer? And the first check was stage III lung cancer."

An Ma clapped her hands and smiled and said, "Lung cancer at this stage is too troublesome to treat, and even if it is cured, it may not be cured, so I just gave up."

"I don't know if it's because God sees me as pitiful. In the past year, except for occasional headaches, my body is actually fine. I even regarded that diagnosis as a misdiagnosis at one point."

"Unfortunately this year, it finally started to happen... Although I can't see you in a wedding dress, I'm satisfied to see you in a bachelor's uniform. The only regret is that I won't be able to see my grandson and granddaughter in the future... "

An Ma began to talk about the daily life, and as she talked, she began to burst into tears.

"Mingming... this is the third time it has been re-recorded..."

An Ma wiped her tears with a tissue: "I wanted to finish the recording with a smile... just make do with it, you're crying now anyway."

"I have done a lot of things that I regret in my life, such as marrying your father regardless of the opposition of my family, for example, cutting off my relationship with my parents, for example, I haven't seen your grandparents until now."

"However, the only thing I am happy about is...Thank you for letting me give birth to you."

Speaking of this, An Ma's mood also began to collapse.

An Sien hugged the TV and cried bitterly: "woo woo woo... woo woo..."

"I'm sorry for letting you follow me through so many hard times. In the future... I'll be gone in the future, so you should continue to live with a smile, okay?"

"The passbook is the last gift I leave you. Promise me... don't keep it, spend it well, or I won't be able to settle down when I die..."

"You are a graduate of Art University, and you will definitely live a happy life in the future. I hope you can try to forget this sadness... to embrace... a new life that only belongs to you."

After Ma An said this, she got up and turned off the recording.

An Sien tried to squeeze out a poignant smile at the TV screen that had gone dark.

With the encouragement of my mother leaving this video of last words.

An Sien, who was already desperate, changed in his heart.

That last swaying flame called hope was completely extinguished.

replaced by.

She fell into a deeper despair...

…………

the next day.

An Sien changed into the most commonly used dress in college.

Wearing a mesh shirt on the upper body, shorts on the lower body, and a light makeup that highlights the vitality on the face.

She looked at herself in the mirror with a satisfied smile.

No matter how you look at it, this is a young and energetic female college student.

An Sien took the bag and said to the urn on the table, "Mom, I'm going out, see you later."

An Sien called a taxi to the police team, and as soon as he got out of the car, he met Jin Ping'an who came to check the progress of the case.

"Excuse me, handsome boy, may I ask Tian Hao, is Officer Tian here?"

An Sien stopped Jin Ping'an and asked in a soft voice with his hands folded.

Because of Cheng Lejia, the fairy-tale prince-like best friend, no one has ever spoken to Jin Ping'an like this, and the number of times he has communicated with women is almost zero.

He has been single since his mother's womb, and when he sees a beautiful big sister like An Sien, he immediately blushes.

He stammered: "Old Tian... Tian, ​​he was suspended... suspended."

"Suspension?" An Sien frowned lightly: "What about Officer Jiang Kaiji and Officer Mei Jianbai?"

"Do you have anything to do with them?"

Shy was shy, but when An Sien asked about the three people, Jin Ping'an instantly became full of vigilance.

An Sien took out an envelope from his bag and waved it: "It's nothing, I just want to ask them to help me transfer this letter to someone called a messenger."

Jin Ping'an looked stunned: "Messenger? How did you know him?"

An Sien also showed a surprised expression: "Hey? You know the messenger too?"

The two took out their phones at the same time.

"" Exactly your phone number? ""×2

Facing Fascinated Synchronization, An Sien took the lead in laughing, which made Jin Ping'an blushed again.

The two exchanged mobile phones to check the starting number.

After confirming that it was correct, An Sien shoved the envelope directly into Jin Ping'an's hands.

"Since you also know him, can you help me deliver this letter to the messenger? Please!"

An Sien bowed solemnly to Jin Ping'an.

Facing this situation, Jin Ping'an waved his hands again and again: "It's okay...it's okay, it's a trivial matter, but since you know the messenger, why don't you hand it over to him?"

"Well, yesterday I asked him out and was rejected."

An Sien was a little embarrassed: "Then get rid of you, bye."

After speaking, she ran away without a trace.