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Almost at the same time, the gun in the father's hand rang, and as a wisp of smoke came out of the muzzle, the mother fell to the ground slowly. ． ． ． ． ．

The moment she fell to the ground, the mother suddenly looked at Ye Siluo, a faint, mournful and apologetic smile appeared on the corners of her beautiful and charming lips. ． ． ． ． ．

From a long time ago, he had suspected that his mother would resist unbearably one day, but he didn't expect that her first resistance would be met with a fatal counterattack from her father!

In this diary, bloodstains, every word and tear are all proofs!

Outside the window, heavy snow is still flying.

"Yesiluo, it's useless to lock up a woman..." The woman's cold words still echoed in her ears.

Yes, of course he knew that, no one knew it better than he!He cursed lowly, and raised the heavy whiskey bottle again, only to find that the bottle was empty, and there was no more drop of strong amber liquid.

"You are the same as your father..." Cheng Liuli's indifferent words resurfaced in his ears again, Ye Siluo angrily took the empty wine bottle, threw his pitcher, and pushed it along the glass window towards the outside Throw away.

The ferocious force of the wine bottle smashed the thick glass window lattice, and the loud sound was particularly shocking in the dark night. Pieces of shattered glass scattered on the carpet in the room.

The strong wind, mixed with blizzard, rushed into the house with a howl, blowing his hair and waving his clothes.

However, even the furious roar of the storm could not cover up Cheng Liuli's cold words that still lingered in his ears, nor could he wipe away that little face that was wet with tears from his eyes.

"Yesiluo, how could I love this child when I hate his father so much?"

In a trance, the mother's figure intertwined with Cheng Liuli's angry face.

"You are exactly like your father..."

No, she was wrong, he is different from his father, he is different from that animal-like man, different!

For the rest of his life, what he hated most was being like that man!

Icy snowflakes lingered and danced around his bloodshot eye sockets, and beside his scorching | hot wild | breath!

Under the gust of wind, his clothes fluttered like eagles.

Standing up slowly, he paused for a while in the dark, and finally, he opened the door of the study and walked towards his own room.

The long corridor was as quiet as a sleeping tomb.

There is no light in the bedroom, only the hazy snow light outside the window, quietly reflected.

Cheng Liuli lay on the huge bed, motionless, her slender and fragile body was only wrapped in a thin blanket, curled up like a baby, as if she had fallen asleep.

For a moment, he didn't dare to really go forward, afraid that he would really beat her in a fit of rage, afraid that he would find the same scars as his mother's on her thin body.

Indeed, he was so angry that he almost lost control at that time. He was afraid that he really did something, but he just deliberately chose to forget it afterwards.

On the pale and bleeding Xiao-'s face, there were still traces of tears.

There were only tear marks, no signs of injury.

But the snow light outside the window was too weak, he couldn't see it clearly, the bathroom, walked a few steps towards the bed, and got closer to Cheng Liuli——