Chapter 63 No one is allowed to escape. Her repentance is only a temporary pain relief...

The excitement is locked outside the door. The house is cold and rainy.

The tears on her face dried by the wind hurt her face. Li Su raised the back of her hand to wipe it, but the tears seemed to have scabbed on her face, and the more she wiped, the more painful it became.

"Heh." A cold laugh sounded behind her.

Li Su pursed her lips that had cracked at some point. The rusty bloody taste in her mouth made her think more clearly. She half turned around to face it.

Liang Jing's eyes were cold and angry, sweeping over Li Su like rays. Her face was gloomy, like the Dead Sea filled with salt water, floating on the surface.

With her hands behind her back and supporting her waist, she symbolically waited for Li Su for two seconds. The next moment, she completely lost her patience and asked, "How can you be with him?" "

Are you unwanted? Are you crazy? Are all the men in the world dead? Li Su, I never thought you would be with him? Have you completely forgotten your sister Li Ying?"

That taboo name, buried for seven years, is now a pile of bones, dug out and thrown at Li Su.

Li Su's body stiffened, she stared at Liang Jing, her lips trembling.

It's all a cover. It's all a cover.

Li Su bit the words, one word at a time, "You don't hate Xu Shen, you hate me, you have always hated me, and you refuse to admit it. But you have loved me and cared for me, so you can't deceive me." The words that

had been hidden in her heart for many years gradually came out, and Li Su pulled the corners of her mouth, smiling ironically and soberly.

"I know that you are actually very afraid of us coming out. You would rather we feel guilty with you, and would rather we hug each other and cry bitterly."

"You are afraid that we will forget our sister, because you are the mother and I am the sister, and you hope that we can find joy in suffering throughout our lives, and chew on our tears when we are happy, as an atonement."

"But mother... do you know? There was a time when I was afraid to sleep. When I closed my eyes, I always dreamed of my sister's voice and smile, so vividly. I was afraid to see you and be stared at by you. I wished I could give my life back to you and put an end to it all... I have lived this kind of life for five years, and it is really tiring."

Liang Jing unconsciously took a half step back. She looked at her daughter, crying like a pear blossom in the rain. Those words that sounded like accusations were engraved on Liang Jing's body like the blood of a cuckoo, making her feel strange and familiar.

For some reason, she felt as if ice was mixed into her blood, and she trembled all over.

Gradually, she almost couldn't understand what Li Su was saying.

Countless memories poured down on her like a mountain.

She was still standing there, but she didn't completely belong here.

Many past events came to her mind, the silence after her husband returned home that year, the slap her elder sister-in-law gave her, and Li Su's avoidance of looking her in the face.

Liang Jing sometimes didn't understand, why, why?

At this moment, she looked at Li Su and felt like she was looking at a demon.

Liang Jing's lips moved, and she said coldly and cruelly: "You are really crazy. You can make up anything to be with Xu Shen. Ha, are you in pain? Have you really suffered from insomnia? You and Xu Shen hugged each other, hugged each other, and laughed so happily. Do you know that? You make me feel sick."

Li Su's lips turned pale instantly. She looked at her mother, as if she had never seen her before, and looked at her from head to toe.

"What are you looking at? What's the look in your eyes?" Liang Jing choked her. She rolled up her sleeves and took a stance like dealing with an enemy.

It was not until this moment that Li Su suddenly realized: It turned out that being honest was just falling back into the hurt of the swamp.

And she expected to break the wall of each other's hearts by talking, and expected Liang Jing to be healed after venting, but it was also a foolish dream.

Her mother would not be well. Because she did not want to be healed, because living with the wound for a lifetime was her original choice.

A seemingly ambiguous chuckle came out of her mouth. Li Su no longer hoped to argue with Liang Jing, and no longer expected her to wake up, but turned back to her room.

Liang Jing paused for a moment and found that Li Su did not close the door. She had a bad feeling in her heart and hurried to catch up.

She saw Li Su open the suitcase and spread it on the ground. The frustration and anger in her heart instantly burned up.

"What are you doing? What do you mean? I can't tell you? Where are you going to escape again! Li Su, you are not allowed to go! You are not allowed to go!"

Liang Jing screamed, rushed over in two or three steps, pulled Li Su's suitcase in front of her, and threw it hard to the side.

"Bang-dong--" The thing was smashed to the ground, flew out, and hit the corner of the wall.

Li Su raised her eyes and looked at Liang Jing indifferently. The disappointment in her eyes was dead, and the water was calm.

Liang Jing stared at her paranoidly. Li Su did not hesitate at all. She immediately gave up her luggage and turned to walk towards the door.

She turned sideways, trying to rub shoulders and pass her mother who was blocking the door.

"Li Su!" Liang Jing almost roared, she opened her hand, grabbed Li Su's shoulders, pulled her back, and pushed her onto the bed.

“不许走！不许走！谁也不许逃！”梁婧几乎是立刻压上去，她扯着李素的头发，对着她的脸颊，狠狠地给了她几个巴掌。

记忆仿佛在梁婧身上重播了一遍，她落掌很狠，仿佛此刻挨打的是那年的她自己，而她像那年揍她的大姑姐。

梁婧将发生在她身上的伤害，反弹出去，动作利落，口舌也毒：

“亏我一直还在意你的感受，我不去责怪你，打骂你，我想你过的好，可是你为什么！为什么要背叛我们，为什么要跟徐慎在一起！你这个疯子！你早恋！你不乖！你犯贱！那年死的为什么不是你！”

无数阴毒的话，井喷似的往外冒。将李素淋成了湿雨季的落汤鸡。

她的头皮被扯起来，那个紧紧抵着她发根的指节，搓磨着她的天灵盖。

她被扯着，被迫仰面，才几个巴掌，脸上已是火辣辣的疼。

The pain in her body was no longer felt at this moment. Li Su did not struggle. Like Xu Shen just now, she was willing to act as a puppet for Liang Jing to vent her anger.

Looking at the ceiling with empty eyes, Li Su saw the coffin lid of fate above her head, and once again shut out the light shining in.

Two lines of hot tears rolled down. Burning her face.

She bit her lips tightly, not crying out in pain, not begging for mercy, but feeling so hot and bitter.

"Liang Jing!" A familiar voice sounded behind them. With shock and grief.

——It was Li Yan who was called to duty and was called back by his mother-in-law.

The moment he opened the door and heard Liang Jing's crazy roar, he had a bad feeling. He rushed in in a hurry and didn't even have time to change his shoes.

He didn't want to face it, didn't want to admit it, but the fact was: the scene he least wanted to see still happened.

Li Yan hugged Liang Jing and held her tightly. He repeated anxiously in her ear over and over again: "Wake up! Wake up!"

His arms were like reins that bound Liang Jing's hands and feet. She slowly heard Li Yan's voice.

She struggled twice, but was still held by Li Yan.

Li Yan saw the hair that Liang Jing had pulled out of her hand. He subconsciously looked at Li Su and saw that her hair was messy and her right face was red and swollen. Obviously, it was all Liang Jing's work.

How could this be! Li Yan's heart sank. He turned his head seriously and angrily, wanting to scold his wife, but it was obvious that his wife was already in tears. He felt like a pot with dumplings blocking the mouth of the pot, and he couldn't say anything.

On one side was his daughter, and on the other side was his wife who gave birth to his children. He didn't want to hurt anyone.

"Husband, husband, Li Su is leaving, Li Su doesn't want us anymore..." Liang Jing collapsed and complained, but the next moment, when she turned her head and saw Li Su, who had just been bullied by her, on the bed.

As she watched, she lost her memory and gradually thought of her crazy revenge.

"Wuwuwu——" Liang Jing covered her face with fear and started to cry.

"No, no. Li Su is very good." Liang Jing tried to withdraw all the words she had just said. She said to herself over and over again: "When Li Su was little, she was like a little angel. She never cried or made a fuss. She always loved to kiss my cheeks and said that she loved me the most."

"She also brought me water and massaged my legs. She was always afraid that I would be tired. She said that mom worked hard and there was only mom in the world. Li Su is my best daughter, Li Su is the best..."

Those warm old things gently covered the new wounds. Li Su closed her eyes hopelessly, and two lines of tears rolled and rolled, wetting her hair.

Should I forgive my mother? Should I pretend that nothing had happened and continue to live in confusion?

Countless decisions, pain, love and hate were placed on both ends of the scale, swinging again and again.

Nightmare, nightmare again.

Let Li Su wake up.

After a while, she slowly propped herself up and sat up. She did not look at Liang Jing who was crying, but looked at her father Li Yan.

Li Yan's eyes flickered with guilt. He subconsciously hid for a moment, but then remembered that there was no place to hide now. He took a deep breath and looked at Li Su again.

Li Su retracted her gaze with understanding. She sat on the edge of the bed and gently stroked the wrinkled sheets under her body. That was the witness of their verbal abuse just now, just like Li Ying's death, it will never pass.

Liang Jing's repentance is only a temporary painkiller. There are only 0 times and countless times of domestic violence, and the same is true for mother and daughter.

Li Su stood up, lowered her eyes, and straightened her clothes.

She didn't dare to look into Li Yan's eyes. She said, "Dad, I'm leaving."

Li Yan felt this farewell in his heart, which was also a farewell to his life.

He glanced at Liang Jing and saw that she was still immersed in repentance and memories. He felt sorry for Liang Jing for a second and no longer hesitated.

Li Yan was happy in his heart that his daughter could make such a choice. He said with relief, "Let's go. Child."

Then... let's go.

Li Su didn't hesitate any more. She held the bag strap tightly, walked out of the room, and left this prison-like home.

She didn't run, nor was she in a hurry. On the way out, she looked at her feet, step by step, and walked very clearly.

She walked out of the corridor and saw the familiar shadow beside the same flower bed and pine tree.

The shadow also saw him, and he walked towards her quickly.

In the fireworks and sparks, she looked at his face that was beaten like a Dalmatian.

Li Su couldn't hold back any longer, and rushed over like a young swallow, hugging Xu Shen.

Tears fell on the wound, and it hurt like salt.

Li Su cried and said, "Xu Shen, I miss home so much. But... I can never go back."