"You will be beaten to death if you don't agree!"

I shouted, "I'm not going!"

This domestic violence broke three sticks.

Until evening, when Dad was too tired to continue, he wanted Peter to take over but was refused by him.

"If you really beat her to death, how am I supposed to collect the gift for me to get married in the future?"

Dad suddenly realized and hit my head with the last blow, then threw away the stick and lit a cigarette.

"If you don't go today, I'll carry you there tomorrow!"

Perhaps unable to withstand the dual torment of physical and mental, I fainted.

I didn't wake up from the bed in the room until dawn.

The clothes stained with blood were also changed to new ones.

The snoring from the next room indicates that everyone was asleep.

I had always remembered what the teacher said back then.

I wanted to escape.

Escape far away...

Many years later, I received a distress call from my mother in the car.

She was kicked out of the house by her biological son and was afraid to return to the village because she was afraid of being beaten by my father.

I drove overnight for ten hours to pick up my mother.

But after a while, I realized something was wrong.

The imported fruits in the house turned into rotten apples, and the selenium-rich mineral water also turned into tap water.

The items in the villa also had a big difference from what I bought.

I asked my mother, and she hesitated and said she had no money to spend.

She had to sell the items in the house for money. But she was afraid that I would blame her if I found out, so she bought counterfeit products and put them in the house.

Instead of getting angry, I transferred 500,000 dollars to my mother's account.

I told her to ask me for money if she didn't have any.

But slowly, things stopped disappearing.

My health was getting worse and I had nosebleeds for no reason.

I told my mom that I wanted to go to the hospital.

My mom immediately got nervous and said, "Why do you to the hospital? You must have too much internal heat. I'll make a soup to cool you down."

I nodded.

But the assistant suggested going to the hospital. I thought it would be a good idea to go and make an appointment with a specialist the next day.

I couldn't sleep at night because of the strong bitterness in my mouth, so I decided to get up and rinse my mouth with some water.

As soon as I went downstairs, I saw that the light was still on in my mom's room.