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The dialogue lasted for half an hour, and neither side presented sufficient evidence to prove their point of view. The policeman wearing glasses kept taking notes on paper.
When Lin Yakui quarreled with the tall and thin man, the policeman wearing glasses suddenly stood up and took the tall and thin man to leave.
The two left so quickly, Lin Ya was a little confused.
"Did you really not push Chen Tingting?" Lin Jianhui asked with a complicated expression.
Lin Ya was too lazy to look at him, and went straight to the kitchen, "Believe it or not. It's okay, please leave you."
"Youwon't you go home with me?" Lin Jianhui shouted angrily.
"Go home? Do I have a home? Just hold your son and leave me alone!" Lin Ya sneered.
Slap her indiscriminately. Is he really her real father?
"This is someone else's house, don't lose your temper here."
Lin Ya pushed Lin Jianhui out fiercely, and gave Mo Li a look of help. Morley grabbed her arm and forced her to stand still.
"Uncle, I still need her help with some things here. I'll take her home before nine o'clock, is that okay?"
"Who wants" Lin Ya shouted excitedly.
Mo Li gave her a silent look, "If you want my help, just take a step back."
Lin Ya turned her head away dissatisfied, and expressed her compromise with silence.
"Youwhat's the relationship?" Lin Jianhui asked suspiciously.
Lin Ya is a stubborn bull, once her temper comes up, her relatives will deny her, and no one can make her compromise.
"Last night, did you spend the night with him?" Lin Jianhui roared, raising his hand and hitting Lin Ya on the head.
Lin Ya grabbed his hand, raised her leg and kicked him lightly, "Yesterday, when you hung up on me, why didn't you think that I might be homeless, so I called you?"
"When I needed help, you weren't there, so why are you pretending to care about it now?" Lin Ya shouted excitedly, tears falling down.
Over the years, in order to get his attention and love, she worked hard to live the way he wanted her to live. In the end, they gave her a younger brother.
For this younger brother, he will sacrifice her future and her life.
Does such a person deserve to be called father?
"You go, I don't want to see you" Lin Ya pushed Lin Jianhui away like crazy, she didn't want to see him for a second.
"Lin Ya, you"
Lin Jianhui had never seen Lin Ya so out of control, and he was suddenly scared.
"Uncle, it's like this. She fell into the water yesterday and didn't bring the key. I was afraid that she would get sick from the wind outside, so I kindly took her in for a night. Tonight, before you came, she made me hot pot to express my gratitude There is no improper relationship between us."
Mo Li smiled too calmly, but Lin Jianhui lowered his head in shame.
"Yesterday, why did she fall into water?" Lin Jianhui hesitated, his eyes full of guilt. A bowl of water is not fair, but how can a girl who has raised her for so many years not care?
"I don't need you" As soon as Lin Ya spoke, Mo Li held her shoulder.
"Say a few words less."
Mo Li's eyes were magical, and Lin Ya obediently shut up after being stared at by him for two seconds.
"Later, I will send her back. Now, you go back first, okay?" Mo Li sent Lin Ya to the kitchen, and then sent Lin Jianhui out. The two were outside the door, whispering a few words, and Lin Jianhui left.
As soon as Lin Jianhui left, Lin Ya started cleaning at Mo Li's house. The kitchen, bathroom, living room, bedroomeverything visible to the naked eye was kept spotless by Lin Ya.
After working for more than an hour, Lin Ya finally collapsed on the sofa from exhaustion. Like a kitten, she curled up in the corner of the sofa, staring at the dark night sky outside the window in a daze.
Mo Li made her a cup of hot tea, then silently went to the guest room. Suddenly, in the room shrouded in warm yellow light, there was the gurgling sound of the piano.
Although the notes jumped randomly, Lin Ya could still hear that Mo Li was playing Canon.
? Soft and smooth, warm and light.
The flowing sound of the piano was beating at the tip of her heart. Father, mother, younger brother, Chen Tingting These troublesome people and troublesome things were all thrown out of the blue by her.
The annoying alarm bell rang exactly at nine o'clock, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. Hearing Mo Li's footsteps, Lin Yiyi stiffened her back and stood up from the sofa stiffly.
Before the master opens his mouth to chase people away, let's go on a sensible basis!
"That that, it's getting late, I'm leaving first!" Lin Ya shouted at the door of the room, but without getting a response from Mo Li, she left silently.
After standing at the door for ten minutes, Lin Ya finally didn't have the courage to knock on the door. If going home = quarrel, then this home, is there still a need to go back?
The winter night is long and difficult.
?Because of the renovation of the city, there are no more street vendors on the street. On the quiet street, except for the occasional private car speeding past, there is only the silent moon hanging in the sky.
The wind tried its best to destroy the dead branches beside the road. Lin Ya rubbed her frozen hands, put her hands on her shoulders, and walked aimlessly against the wind with her hunched back.
Walking, she walked to the basketball court in the southwest corner of the community. On the first floor opposite the basketball court, there is a neat row of wreaths. Taking a closer look, there is a photo of Chen Tingting hanging in the open hall.
In the photo, her smile is warm and brilliant, like the most dazzling light in the world.
"It's a pity" Lin Ya couldn't help but sighed.
She wanted to go in and burn two sticks of incense for Chen Tingting, but then she thought, what qualifications does she have to do this? He hated her so much when he was alive, and he would never want to see her when he was dead.
After hesitating for a while, she stood outside the door and bowed three times respectfully in the direction of the portrait.
"What are you doing here?"
"After killing Tingting, do you feel at ease?"
"You, like your mother, are a disaster!"
Before Lin Ya could straighten up, someone grabbed her hair fiercely. The man kept punching and kicking her, and her mind went blank from the pain.
"Calmcalm" The people in the mourning hall ran out after hearing the sound, and hurried to pull the woman who lost control of her emotions. It's just that no one can stop the crazy mother's crazy behavior.
"Why did Tingting die, not you?"
"Why are you still alive?"
"Why did you kill her?" the woman shouted frantically.
The woman pushed hard, and Lin Ya fell heavily to the ground.
"Youit's all your fault!"
The woman picked up the knife on the side and stabbed Lin Ya in the chest. Lin Ya held her breath and stared at the knife intently. When the edge of the knife was about to penetrate her chest, she raised her leg and kicked the woman hard in the stomach.
She quickly got up from the ground, grabbed the woman's arm before she fell, and turned around.
"Crack!" Lin Ya slammed the woman to the ground.
"you¡¡"
The woman raised her fist and was about to smash Lin Ya's body. Lin Ya grabbed her by the throat and shouted coldly: "Crying so sad, what did you do when Chen Tingting was alive? Belated concern, you Who is it for?" (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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