The environnt in this mory was all blurred, pale white. Only that face, the girl’s face, was the only clear thing in this mory!
After recalling this mory, Tang Ye already knew whose mory it was. It was Li Henian’s, Li Qingtian’s younger brother.
"Is it because of the Evolution Crystal?"
Tang Ye murmured to himself, his voice no longer carrying its usual coldness, but instead calm. Within this calmness was a bit of warmth. This mory was beautiful, making Tang Ye feel a bit of longing. Didn’t he have any beautiful mories?
"Do I have? Maybe, but... I can’t rember?"
Tang Ye was dazed, not knowing why Li Qingtian’s figure ca to mind, inciting a sudden urge in him to find her, but he suppressed it.
"Go to hell!"
A burst of killing intent surged but quickly faded away. Tang Ye found himself being dominated by Li Henian’s mory. The zombie being controlled by the controller was due to a deep fixation on the controller, which made the zombie unable to hurt him.
The mories that Tang Ye received were certainly more than just this. There was another one which Tang Ye was afraid of, he dared not recall it, it wasn’t his mory!
He didn’t want to beco a zombie controlled by anyone!
He didn’t know what kind of obsession Li Henian had with his sister, but Tang Ye could feel it, even though these two mories weren’t much.
He tried to control himself from thinking, but Tang Ye couldn’t help but rember it.
The second mory seed to be hiding sowhere in the house, the surrounding environnt was still blurry and white, but Tang Ye knew this was Li Henian’s house!
"I" hid most of my body behind the wall. Next to was a desk, with unfinished howork on it, and a violently snapped pen.
Blood was flowing on his hand. Apparently, it was his own pen that broke. His eyes in the mory kept staring at the front. A woman was constantly berating Li Qingtian, pointing and poking at Li Qingtian’s forehead over and over again.
The Li Qingtian in this mory was not the young girl of thirteen or fourteen from the previous mory, but a sixteen-year-old girl with a touch of youthfulness.
"What did you make your brother do?"
"I only..."
"Are you still arguing? If it wasn’t for you, how could Henian do such a thing? Do you know how much trouble you have caused us? Henian is so well-behaved, he wouldn’t dare to scratch soone’s car for no reason! It’s all your fault!"
"I..."
Li Qingtian looked dejected. She glanced over here slightly, but quickly lowered her head.
"Well, now your brother doesn’t do his howork and even dares to lose temper at ? Who am I? I am your mother! I raised both of you with urine and shit! Look what Henian dares now do! He never dared to do it before!"
Li Qingtian in the mory didn’t retort. She sighed softly and was filled with endless worries. Her hands were restlessly toying with the edge of her clothes.
Li Henian in the mory was very flustered. He wanted to go out and explain, but was too fearful and had never taken a step.
The woman kept nagging, her finger poking harder at Li Qingtian’s forehead.
"I tell you, you listen to ! From today on..."
Creak...
Just then, a man walked in. His face was gloomy, but as he stepped over the threshold, the gloom on his face instantly turned into anger.
"Husband, what happened, what did Old Dong Lan’s family say?"
"What else would they say? Of course to compensate! How can we afford that car worth millions?"
The woman’s face turned pale, not knowing what to say.
"How could our good boy Henian scratch soone’s car? Surely soone else made him do it. Qingtian, co here!"
At the ntion of this, Li Qingtian walked over with her head lowered. The "I" in the mory also took the opportunity to hide his entire body behind the wall. It seed as if "I" was expecting sothing to happen, slipped onto the bed, pulled the quilt over his body and held it tight.
From ti to ti, voices from the outside ca in, Li Henian didn’t catch it, neither did Tang Ye.
Suddenly, the man’s voice roared like a ferocious beast, followed by the sound of things being smashed.
After a while, the quilt was pulled open by the woman from before, probably Li Henian’s mother. The quilt was lifted to reveal the images of mother and father standing together, but Li Qingtian was nowhere to be found.
"I" stared at them fearfully, dare not to speak.
"Henian, tell your father, did your sister ask you to do it?"
"I" stared blankly at the man, speechless for a long ti. "I" knew it wasn’t like this, but just as he was about to speak, the man again interrupted.
"Henian, you have to tell the truth, otherwise, you see how I will punish you!"
"I" was scared on hearing this. After looking around hesitantly, he finally uttered a very guilty sentence.
"Um, it was...it was my sister who asked to do it. Originally...I didn’t want to, but it was my sister..."
"That’s enough, that’s enough. Henian, you should do your howork. Study hard and go far in life from now on!"
"Um.."
"I" responded and the man and woman exited the room. Watching them leave, "I" grew worried again and snuck a peek from behind the wall.
"I" saw a grueso scene.
Tang Ye watched as the man pulled out his belt, using all his strength to thrash Li Qingtian. The "snap! snap! snap!" of the belt seed to tear human flesh. "I" in the mory was too frightened to watch, but ended up forcing himself to see.
Li Qingtian curled up, not defending herself, not making a sound, silently enduring this dostic violence.
No one knew how much ti had passed before the man, seeming to be exhausted, slumped onto the sofa, tossing the belt aside. He left the bloodied Li Qingtian curled up, motionless, not knowing if she was alive or dead.
"I" could not bear to watch, he withdrew his head, shivered, picked up his broken pen but couldn’t write with it anymore, he needed to replace it. He opened his multifunctional pencil case, and in the small mirror on top...
Li Henian saw himself with a white bandage on his head.
He didn’t care about his sister’s condition, quickly replaced with a new pen, moved his howork aside, then a small notebook appeared in front of him. His hand rapidly flipped through it.
The notebook had many pages written, as he flipped through, he finally reached the last page which recorded many things. Now, there was only one page left.
He picked up his pen and wrote:
[Today, my sister was beaten by mom and dad again. Today, dad hit hard. I don’t know what to do. It’s clear that it’s not my sister’s fault, but I don’t dare to speak out. I’m afraid dad will hit .]
[My sister seems to have been beaten to death. She was bleeding all over her body and not moving. But I didn’t want my sister to die, she was good to . I failed her.]
[If possible, I would kill mom and dad, and only listen to my sister.]
The notebook seed to have never been opened again.
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