The woman pulled the little girl over, coaxing her gently, but the little girl just couldn’t stop talking, and the woman got angrier as she coaxed, scolding the older girl: "I asked you to watch your sister, where the hell did you go."
"Sister, don’t cry," the older girl got scolded for no reason, her lips pouting, but she dared not cry out loud. Instead, she used the back of her hand to wipe away the tears of the younger girl, "Don’t cry."
Those tear-laden "Don’t cries" quickened Chang Chi’s pace, she walked faster and faster, until she reached Dwarf Street, almost bumping her way in, "I, as an older sister, am really a failure."
The drunkard overhearing the voices, ca out of the room, swaying in his wheelchair.
Chang Chi looked at the drunkard in the wheelchair, her father, both her birth and adoptive fathers, seated in wheelchairs. And now, what she could do was, seemingly just to sit paralyzed on the ground.
"You’re back?" the drunkard stared blankly at Chang Chi, who stood up, slowly but without any hesitation.
"Dad," Chang Chi walked up to him, relieved to not sll alcohol on the drunkard, "from now on, you must take good care of yourself."
The drunkard seed to sense sothing, grabbing Chang Chi, "Xiao Chi, don’t do anything foolish."
"Dad, what foolish things can I still do," Chang Chi’s voice was filled with weakness, "soone has already done the silliest thing in this world." Su Ziceng is such a fool, why did she have to get involved with the Su Family’s murky waters? She stepped into those waters over and over again, so how could she, as her sister, stay out of it?
"I’m an unqualified daughter, I couldn’t take good care of you, mom, and... him, and I’m also an unqualified sister," Chang Chi said quaveringly, "please allow , to go back and compensate for all this."
The drunkard burst into loud sobs, Xiao Chi, already aware of everything.
"I thank you on behalf of my mother, for extending your help when we mother and daughter needed it most," Chang Chi knelt down, bowed to the drunkard. It was because of them mother and daughter, that the drunkard lost his legs, and now as he approaches old age, he has nothing left.
Now Chang i is in prison, and she must go do what she needs to do.
"No, I did it all willingly," the drunkard still rembered more than twenty years ago, the thriving Su Qingzhang and Chang i, they had been neighbors since childhood. It’s just that Su Qingzhang was the leader among the neighbor kids, and Chang i always followed Su Qingzhang. And he was nothing more than a cowardly and useless follower.
After Su Qingzhang t Qiao Chu, one night, Chang i, in a desolate mood, found him, hoping he would beco the father of her unborn child. The drunkard can’t rember what he felt when he agreed. Perhaps it was jealousy towards Su Qingzhang, or resentnt towards Chang i, they never really lived a peaceful life.
After Chang i went to help out at the Su Family, he beca even more reckless, and little Chang Chi also beca the target of his vexation. These things, Chang Chi kneeling before him, no longer rembered.
"Before you go, go see your mother and him one last ti," the drunkard couldn’t bear to continue, Su Qingzhang’s upbringing was very successful, his daughter will not bring sha to him just like the one on the newspaper.
The sound of the wheelchair was blocked by the closed door, Chang Chi knelt on the ground for a long ti, until her knees were ice-cold and numb, before she finally stood up.
Chang Chi sat outside the visitation room, separated by a glass, scrutinizing her mother.
Chang i was not a religious person, but after a month in prison, she started believing in Buddhism, and before eting Chang Chi, she was copying a Buddhist Scripture.
Inside and outside the glass, the mother and daughter watched each other in silent stillness.
"Silly child," Chang i sighed. Although Chang Chi hadn’t said anything, Chang i already knew, how could she not understand the thoughts of her flesh and blood.
"Mom, you agreed," Chang Chi smiled, but tears couldn’t stop falling from her eyes.
"This is what I owe Qiao Chu, and perhaps what you owe Ziceng. As an older sister, I have a debt to my younger sister that can never be repaid in a lifeti." No matter how much Chang i chanted Buddhist scriptures, her debt to Qiao Chu was not lessened.
An entanglent of hatred that lasted over twenty years, now, had to be settled today. With such thoughts, Chang Chi once again reached Pello’s mansion.
Pello wasn’t there, but Yan Wuxu, upon seeing Chang Chi, had the doorman stop her at the gate. The grudges ford between Yan Wuxu and Chang’s mother and daughter were too complicated to explain in just a few days and nights.
After hearing the butler’s response, Chang Chi tried to force her way through, only to see Yan Wuxu cursing as he walked down, "Chang Chi, get out of here now, or don’t bla for being unkind."
"Yan Wuxu, you’re nothing more than a dog kept under soone else’s na, you don’t need to bark so loudly," if it wasn’t for Yan Wuxu intercepting the mine disaster report, the Su Family wouldn’t be where it is today.
"You bitch," Yan Wuxu lunged forward, starting a fight with Chang Chi. Just as the butler was about to call for help, he saw Pello enter with Shang Yin and Wen Maixue.
"Brother Shang," Chang Chi quickly stopped, changing her aggressive deanor, calling out respectfully with lowered eyes, and moving towards Shang Yin’s side.
Shang Yin never refuses won who throw themselves at him. Seeing Shang Yin actually take Chang Chi’s side, Yan Wuxu quickly slandered: "Mr. Shang, you’ve been fooled by this woman, she must be up to no good." (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian) to cast your recomndation ticket, monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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