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"You're always pushing me. Even if you don't tell me, I know that you're pushing me."

Chen Fenghua sat in the room she gave Bu Yinluo, stroking the folded quilt with his palms.Even though people often come to clean it, the room has never been dusty, but no one has lived in it for a long time, and the whole room has a cold smell.

"Bu Yinluo, you are such a bad guy."

Chen Fenghua hugged the quilt and buried her head in the quilt, as if she was still hugging that person back in those days.

"You are always forcing me. Forcing me to make a decision, forcing me to break your thoughts, forcing me to punish you, forcing me to destroy you."

Chen Fenghua's voice became a little hoarse, and fragments of memories flooded in like a tide. At first, that person's eyes were crystal clear and shone with light, but later, they were as thick as ink that could not be melted, and there was no brilliance anymore. .

"You are always like this, disappearing without a word, time and time again. You blame me, why don't you say it!"

Chen Fenghua grabbed the cup on the table and slammed it on the ground, just like Bu Yinluo's temper every time he was still there.Soon, the few things in the room were turned into a mess in Chen Fenghua's hands.

Panting heavily, she sat on the chair and laughed a few times looking at the messy things she smashed, and looked for other things in the house that could be smashed.

She opened the drawer, and there was a unique platinum necklace lying quietly in it. It was drafted by herself and made by a well-known craftsman. It was given to Bu Yinluo by her for her birthday a long time ago. Gift.

Chen Fenghua picked up the necklace and fastened each buckle, and the necklace in his hand became a collar, which was exquisite and small, and just hung on Bu Yinluo's neck.

"You even gave it back to me, it seems that you have already planned it, you bitch!"

The collar was slammed to the ground, but it was very solidly made, and it didn't fall apart just like that.

"Fenghua."

"Father?"

"The person has already left, why not leave this thing as a thought."

"Father, you..."

Chen Fenghua didn't understand how her father knew about Bu Yinluo. She had hidden her well all these years.If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have wronged that person so much.

"I know just a little more than you do. That kid is miserable, do you want to hear it?"

Chen Duanen helped up the fallen stool and sat in front of Chen Fenghua, his eyes were so deep that Chen Fenghua was a little scared.She had a hunch that what her father said next might break her.

"Father, you can speak now."

"Do you still remember the accident when you were 22 years old?"

Of course she remembered, the events of that year were deeply engraved in her memory, as long as she recalled them for a while, those events were shown in front of her eyes like a movie.

That year, Bu Yinluo was 12 years old. That year was the year when Bu Yinluo gave up on the Bu family. That year was the year when their relationship went bad. That was the year when Fu Qimei died.

Fu Qimei, this name that would have caused her heartache just by mentioning it back then is just a regrettable thought now. In 11 years, the new tomb became the old tomb.

Back then, she set up a poisonous plan to make Bu Lin's company have a huge financial hole and Bu Lin lost half of his net worth, so he had to send his daughter to her villa at her request.

After suffering such a great humiliation, Bu Lin sent someone to tamper with Chen Fenghua's car, but it was a pity that it was not Chen Fenghua, but her lover, Fu Qimei, who was sitting in the car that day.

File a case, Qi Mei.She remembered that she was holding Fu Qimei's hair at that time, combing it while joking.Comb to the end once, and comb the white hair to the eyebrows twice.She remembered that there was also a person who sat obediently in front of the dressing table and let her play with her hair, and did not dare to move even if it hurt so much.

She thought of the domineering and wanton behavior of the well-known good girls in front of her, and she was not even allowed to have a rebuttal.She thought of the little thing that timidly grabbed her skirt and dared not resist no matter how much she bullied her.

She thought of Fu Qimei's face full of unwillingness and blood when she was hugged by her, and she thought of Bu Yinluo's pale, lifeless face.

Bu Yinluo, Fu Qimei.The memories about these two people were intertwined, and the two faces alternated in front of her eyes, and Chen Fenghua's head seemed to explode.

After that, she vented all the pain of losing Fu Qimei on Bu Yinluo. For a whole year, she tried every means to torture her, and her body was always wounded, and she was responsible for the three fractures.

Then that night, she drank a lot, she cried all night, until she woke up, the person was still trembling, blood stained most of the sheets, she reached out to touch her, but she was afraid of her and didn't want her to touch She, so she locked her up.

She turned Bu Yinluo into a monster, a person who is afraid of the sun, can't walk, is afraid of touching, will shiver when seeing people, likes to hide in dark and small spaces, can't speak a word, only whimpers monster.

She drove her crazy, and then she disappeared.She didn't believe that such a Bu Yinluo could escape to, and she sent someone to investigate and only found out that someone had shipped a box from her home.

"I sent people to take that child away. At that time, if you let your nonsense continue, the child will die soon. It took a long time for my people to bring her out of your shadow. It's a pity, how can the child Also refused to speak."

Later, she met Bu Yinluo again, her body was covered with wounds, Chen Fenghua will never forget that person's eyes like a frightened rabbit at that time.But she actually didn't recognize her, and even wanted to escape!

Chen Fenghua couldn't bear it, and let the people under him play with her like a cat and a mouse, until the heavy rain that day washed her wounds to white, and she watched this person fall at her feet.

Later, and later, that person seemed to stay by her side logically, such obedience, without a trace of resistance, made Chen Fenghua feel extremely far away, why, you are clearly in my hands, but it is so unreal.

It was no longer because of Fu Qimei, she just wanted to torture Bu Yinluo, and she was also avoiding this fact.She wanted her submission, but she wanted to die.

and then?

"You succeeded. You finally escaped from me, far away from me, and I will never catch you again."

The collar on her hand had long been turned into a necklace by Chen Fenghua's subconscious movements, which lay softly on the palm of her hand, just like that person's hand on the bed at that time, lifeless.

Looking at the necklace, Chen Fenghua clenched her fists tightly, a kind of sadness welled up from the depths of her body, which made her want to cry, she thought, she finally lost her little thing and could never get it back.

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Is it fun to watch the abused old Chen?