After I was killed by domestic violence, I violently raped my whole family

When Ai Xiaolan returned to the hospital, Chen Aru and Ai Chengpeng were hurriedly arranging for people to go out to find someone.

Seeing Ai Xiaolan come in, Chen Aru's eyes lit up and he quickly stepped forward to hold Ai Xiaolan's arm, "Xiaolan, where have you been? Why didn't you say anything?"

She tried her best to control her voice to sound calm and gentle, for fear of irritating Ai Xiaolan.

Ai Xiaolan looked at the parents, doctors and nurses who had gathered around and were stunned for a moment. After a while, she asked, "I...can't go out?"

Chen Aru quickly shook his head and explained eagerly, "No, no, Xiaolan can go anywhere, but when you go out next time, remember to tell the nurses and others, otherwise your mother will be worried if she doesn't see you when she comes back."

Chen Aru sounded cautious and looked at Ai Xiaolan with concern.

Ai Xiaolan looked at Chen Aru. In just over two months, she had aged a lot. She was in her early forties, and there were already a few strands of gray hair around her ears. She looked much more haggard than in the previous few months.

She knew that Chen Aru was having a hard time, and she also knew how much she had worried about herself and how much she had shed tears. She also wanted her mother to be happy, so she had been working hard to cooperate with the doctor and everyone.

She controlled herself no longer, because every scar on her body would make Chen Aru cry for a long time.

Although she has neglected herself for so many years, it is undeniable that in Ai Xiaolan's heart, she loves her mother. She wants her mother to be happy and does not want her to cry.

But only Ai Xiaolan knew that this treatment made her even more depressed. No one knew how painful she was inside. She was even more painful than before. She had to endure it not to do evil or harm herself. She There is no place to vent the pain.

Chen A'ru didn't notice all of this. She was just happy that Ai Xiaolan was slowly getting better. She asked Ai Xiaolan repeatedly every day what she wanted to eat and if there was anything else she wanted. She was eager to satisfy Ai Xiaolan. All Xiaolan’s requirements.

When dreaming back at midnight, Ai Xiaolan could often hear Chen Aru's sobbing and sighing.

During the day, she coaxed and accompanied her daughter for treatment with great hope, chatted with her daughter, cheered her up, and fantasized about her daughter's false and beautiful future, as if she wanted to make up for all the maternal love that had been missing for so many years to this daughter.

However, this maternal love did not put Ai Xiaolan's life on the right track. Instead, it became a burden on her spiritual world.

She didn't know how long she could hold on. Today she secretly went to the execution ground in the northern suburbs to watch target practice. She just wanted to warn herself that the thoughts in her heart were all wrong.

She has been trying to recall the life before Ai Xiaoqing came to her home, and wanted to let those beautiful memories spur her over and over again. She could not destroy this home.

She resented her parents, but she also loved them in her heart.

She wants to be a good child and wants her parents to be happy.

In this way, her thoughts were stretched to the limit in her mind every day. In order to save herself, she had read many related books before, so she knew that if she continued like this, there were only two possible endings for her.

It is very likely that she will have a split personality and become a complete madman.

There is a very small possibility that she defeated herself and became a normal person.

Looking at Chen Aru's cautious eyes, Ai Xiaolan nodded, "Okay, I'll tell you when I go out."

Chen Aru breathed a sigh of relief, "Are you hungry? Come on, let's go back to the room. Mom will make you your favorite steamed pork ribs with taro."

The ward where Ai Xiaolan lived was very warmly decorated by Chen Aru. There was always a vase of bright flowers on the table. She remembered that Xiaolan liked beautiful flowers when she was a child.

Compared with other cold wards, this room has color in both the curtains and the sheets.

Ai Xiaolan sat quietly on the table, and Chen A opened the lunch box as if offering a treasure, "It was steamed over low heat for two hours. Mom tried it. It's very soft and chewy. It's quick to eat."

Ai Xiaolan picked up the ribs, stuffed them into her mouth, and smiled at Chen Airu, "It tastes so good."

Seeing Ai Xiaolan smile, Chen Aru also smiled very happily, with very obvious wrinkles forming at the corners of his eyes.

She was making Ai Xiaolan happy, but she didn't know that Ai Xiaolan was also pretending to be happy to make her mother happy.

Ai Xiaolan ate a lunch box of steamed taro ribs. Chen Aru poured water for Ai Xiaolan and occasionally reached out to wipe the corners of her mouth.

"Don't be anxious, eat slowly, no one will compete with you, look at you, you still act like a child."

"If you like it, mom will make it for you next time."

"Okay, thank you, Mom."

Listening to Ai Xiaolan's words of thanks to her mother, Chen Aru's eyes turned red.

Her Xiaolan was also a very polite and obedient child when she was a child. The word "thank you" has not appeared in her mouth for more than ten years.

She reached out and stroked Ai Xiaolan's hair, "Okay, my Xiaolan is getting better soon. She will be fine soon..."

After Chen Aru left, Ai Xiaolan ran to the toilet and vomited.

The pieces of steamed pork ribs were Chen Aru's motherly love, and they were chains that imprisoned her spirit, weighing her down so much that she couldn't straighten her back.

She struggled to pick at her throat. As long as she spit out the ribs, she would feel more relaxed, and she would be burdened with less maternal love.

After vomiting, Ai Xiaolan collapsed on the ground and gasped.

She doesn't know why it's like this?

She was a normal child before, but Chen Aru was not a normal mother.

Now Chen Aru has become a normal mother, but she is no longer a normal child.

She knew that her mother expected her to get better and hoped that she would be like most ordinary people. She worked hard to match her emotions and expectations.

But there was no response in her heart. The performance that Chen Airu expected was all faked by Ai Xiaolan while enduring the pain.

What Chen Aru expected was never what Ai Xiaolan wanted. On the contrary, the love given to her made her even more depressed and painful. The only thing she longed for was to commit crime, and this desire became stronger and stronger.

Because in the first three failed hypnosis attempts, the forgotten experience that she had deliberately avoided exploded in her mind again.

Ai Xiaolan knew very well that if the knot caused by her childhood shadow could not be untied, she would continue to suffer and would never be able to get rid of it.

She also understands where her path to salvation lies, which is why she is so certain about her future criminal path.

When she was little back then, she saw with her own eyes that the adults who were kind to her one second turned into ferocious devils in the blink of an eye, and she also felt the fear and pain in that scene.

But when she was at her most desperate, the relatives she relied on left her with the most terrifying faces.

She had already worked very hard to save herself, so why should she be reminded of those nightmares again and again?

The first three failed hypnosis attempts not only failed to achieve the therapeutic effect, but also made her condition worse.