The two people's eyes met, and He Ziqiu seemed to capture a hint of unusual emotion in those clear water pupils.

Girls' feelings are always poetry.

"There is an old saying that goes, 'There is dragon spring in the tongue, but there is no blood in the murderer.' You are always so tough-talking. Of course, many people hate you." He Ziqiu suddenly spoke, with a hint of meaning in his tone.

Xiao Chengzi shook his head slightly, with a wry smile on his lips: "So what, they don't like me anyway. Back then... I actually begged my eldest brother not to come back. I was really afraid of following my mother alone.

I know how hard it was for my brother to take care of us those days, and how much he wanted to come back, I..." At this point, her voice choked up, and a trace of regret flashed in her eyes.

He Ziqiu smiled softly and said, "Actually, it's normal for you to be afraid of Ling Xiao leaving. After all, you were still a child at that time."

Xiao Chengzi retorted dissatisfiedly: "I was already 14 years old at that time!" Then he seemed to remember something and lowered his head, his voice full of disappointment: "I have always told myself not to become like my mother, but now

It seems that there is no difference."

He Ziqiu chuckled, his eyes full of encouragement: "Haha, the difference is that 14 years old is still the age of a humanoid pendant, but 50 years old is not!"

When Xiao Chengzi heard this, he was stunned.

...

Seven days later, the atmosphere inside the iron prison was solemn and depressing.

Chen Ting and the three others all looked haggard, and their seven-day imprisonment seemed to be isolated from the world. They only had two simple meals a day, one meat and two vegetables, to satisfy their hunger.

During this long period of time, there was no light from the mobile phone, only four cold walls for company. If they could not chat with each other, their hearts would have been on the verge of collapse.

Chen Ting even asked the food delivery person: If she kills someone in prison, will she be prosecuted? If she is diagnosed as mentally ill at that time, can she be released?

From then on, Wang Guihua was frightened every time she met Chen Ting's eyes.

Only this time did she remember that this woman was really crazy.

"When can we go out?" These became the anxious words that the three of them asked repeatedly to the person who delivered the food every day, and the response they received was always the cold and desperate three words: "I don't know."

At this moment, the fear in the hearts of the aunt and uncle was even greater. They could not help but think of the tragedies in the news about innocent people imprisoned for decades. It would be too tragic if such a thing happened to them.

Their hearts were filled with regret and helplessness.

Li Jianjian, we really realized our mistake!

Chen Ting sat quietly in the dark corner, but her eyes became deeper and deeper, shining with determination.

Will she be afraid of death?

No one can take away her most beloved son from her!

With her thoughts set, Chen Ting stood up suddenly, rushed towards the hard iron bench desperately, and bumped her head against it.

"Plop~" There was a crisp sound and blood flowed like a stream. Chen Ting's vision went dark and she fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!