Ye Luoli: After rebirth, I was forced to clear my name

"It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, how could Sissi run away from home and not come back

!" "What are you arguing about! I said that she would go, and how she will live is her choice, anyway, your daughter is not short of food or clothing now, what are you worried about

!" "Let her be a girl outside, do you still

have a conscience?" You drunkard!" "You have a conscience? I am a drunkard? Don't forget who gave you and your daughter living expenses! You eat and spend all your money!"

A violent quarrel broke out in the door, which made Chen Sisi's hand pause when he knocked on the door.

She looked up and confirmed the house number again, 2603, which is the address given by Mr. Zhou.

But is this really Wen Qian's home?

The intermittent cries of women and the impatient roars of men were heard from inside the door, and occasionally there was the sound of something falling to the ground or two, which sounded chaotic.

Chen Sisi and Shu Yan outside the door glanced at each other, and both fell silent.

The carved iron door with electronic locks in front of them seemed to have turned into a bottomless abyss, which frightened and panicked them.

Chen Sisi has always thought that her forever cold and quiet home is already terrifying, but now she has found that compared to Wen Qian, who lives in such a home, she can actually be called lucky.

only to realize how narrow-minded I was.

They could hardly imagine how Wen Qian had grown into what she is now in such an abyss.

Jin Litong crossed his arms and said coldly: "You children who grew up in utopia can't empathize with other people's sorrows.

Shu Yan thought about Wen Qian's indifferent cat-like vigilant eyes, and he thought that he really didn't understand her at all.

People in this world have their own sorrows, and no one can really understand anyone, and they have been protected so well since childhood that they don't even notice how others have grown up.

The noise in the door seemed to have finally eased a little, Shu Yan took a deep breath, mentally prepared, and walked to the front and knocked on the door.

Again, and again.

"Who?!" "Who?!"

The door was suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard looked impatient, and saw two strange young faces standing at the door of his house.

A few minutes later, Shu Yan and Chen Sisi sat on the sofa at Wen Qian's house, the house was in a mess, things were crooked, and someone who looked like her mother brought them two glasses of water.

"I'm really sorry, the house is a little messy, and I haven't had time to clean it up yet, so you guys sit first. "

Both of them looked a little cramped.

When they finally explained their intentions, Wen Qian's parents let them both in.

Wen Qian's mother is a beautiful woman, she wears a famous brand, she looks very expensive, and Wen Qian inherited her beauty. But their personalities look very different.

Her mother obviously doesn't have the demeanor of a noblewoman, since the two children entered the door, she has been angrily accusing the child's

father, "Look at you, the child's classmates don't know if the attitude is better, what kind of tantrum do you have at other classmates!" Wen

Qian's father carried a bottle of wine, like a rough businessman, with a not very polite attitude.

Wen Qian's mother said to the two: "Her father is like this, don't care." Two little classmates, you are here today for Wen Qian's business, right?"

Well.

"This child, when she is young, she doesn't make people worry, we haven't given her what she wants, she is still ignorant and has a temper tantrum every day, but she is spoiled." You see, it's the same this time, just for a little thing, she ran out again to make people worry, alas, trouble you two to run.

In Wen Qian's body, they didn't feel the problem of "being spoiled" as her mother said.

So the more Shu Yan and Chen Sisi listened, the more cold they felt.

Her complaints seem to be endless, there are so many people and things in the world that are worthy of her hatred, she will never be content or grateful, never take into account the feelings of her children, and has been hurting her children for so many years.

And her father, who was drunk, angry, and smashed things at every turn, always felt that giving money was the end of benevolence. That's her family, where she grew up.

And when they didn't see this, they still naively thought that Wen Qian was the same as them. They think that families all over the world are mostly kind, and all parents take it for granted that they love their children.

In the past, when Wen Qian showed sadness, sadness, and resentment, they never thought about whether she really needed even a word of care and greetings.

If, Shu Yan couldn't help but think, if he had seen more and got along with her more in the past, would he not have reached this point now.

And he even misunderstood that she was too narrow-minded to hate herself and was unwilling to return to the team, and said such excessive and self-righteous things.

He even had an irrepressible urge to flip the dial again, to turn back the clock, to go back in time, to change all that.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that his right hand was already on the dial, and he was about to move it in the next second.

Shu Yan came back to his senses, rubbed his eyebrows, and felt that he was simply crazy.

Why did he care about her? Since when did he become like this?

He had a vague answer in his mind, but he was too timid to stop and not even dare to guess the answer.

Shu Yan used to think that he was a gentleman, but now he feels that he is a complete coward at all!

When he sits in this large living room, he feels that the space in his heart is becoming more and more cramped, and the air that his lungs can breathe is decreasing, and he doesn't want to stay anymore, because this uncomfortable environment is almost suffocating.

Wen Qian's mother is still telling her hardships, interspersed with a sentence or two of dissatisfaction with her family from time to time: "She ran out by herself last time, and since she was in high school, she didn't study well, she mixed with people she didn't know all day long, she was crazy, and she didn't chat with us when she went home..."

What other days can you talk about such parents?"

"The older she gets, the more disagreeable she becomes, and she actually asked us to divorce last time! I don't know how to be grateful at all, who will support her when her parents are divorced! You are classmates, hurry up and persuade her, just come back and apologize, it's still not good to be alone outside..."

They couldn't explain to the failed parents what kind of person Wen Qian was and what kind of achievements she had, because they couldn't listen to them at all.

The two said goodbye in a hurry, and when they left there, they almost fled.

There was a monster that devoured the light in the back, and the darkness and coldness in it were unimaginable for those of them who had grown up in the light. When he walked out of there, Shu Yan's guilt and worry about Wen Qian had never been stronger than this moment.

He was desperate to find her, desperate to make amends for the offense and harm he had done to the girl.

Before they came, they had actually called Wen Qian, but they never answered. Shu Yan walked out of the community and dialed the phone again.

The bell beeped more than a dozen times, and those short seconds seemed to him to be extremely long and tormenting. Finally, the phone was picked up, and Wen Qian's familiar voice with a little indifference sounded: "Hey, hello?"

Shu Yan said eagerly: "Wen Qian, I..."

Who are you?".