webnovelfull Chapter 636 God is unfair
Chapter 636 God is unfair
Fan Qianqian almost didn't recognize her.
In her memory, Aunt Wen was elegant and graceful, with full and radiant skin.
She always wore appropriate light makeup, with a gentle smile in the corners of her eyes and brows, like a rose nourished by happiness.
Back then, when Fan Qianqian was studying abroad, she was in such dire straits that she couldn't even afford to eat.
Ge Jing, as her junior, also had some interaction with her.
Aunt Wen learned about Fan Qianqian's situation from her daughter and often told Ge Jing to help her as much as possible.
Later, Aunt Wen somehow found out Fan Qianqian's bank card number and secretly transferred some money to her.
Although the amount of money was small, the warmth of that timely help remained etched in her memory.
But the woman in front of him had dry, brittle hair, a sallow complexion, and sunken eyes.
His body was so hunched over that it seemed to bear the weight of the entire world, and his eyes held no light, only a desolate stillness.
"How could Aunt Wen have become like this..."
Fan Qianqian felt uncomfortable.
She was just about to roll down the car window to say hello.
Wen Peizhen, however, moved straight ahead like a wandering soul, without any reaction.
Fan Qianqian's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and an ominous premonition arose spontaneously.
She immediately abandoned the idea of getting out of the car, started the car discreetly, and slowly followed.
Wen Peizhen hailed a taxi at the intersection, got in, and then disappeared into the traffic.
Fan Qianqian immediately drove off to follow.
The taxi made several turns before finally stopping at the entrance of a remote, almost abandoned small park.
The park was overgrown with weeds, and moss grew in the cracks of the broken cement.
A few rusty pieces of fitness equipment stood forlornly, like forgotten skeletons.
A peeling paint bench sat askew in the corner, facing an artificial river that emitted a faint, unpleasant odor.
The surroundings were completely silent; not even the birdsong could be heard. Only the whistling of the wind through the wild grass added to the desolation and oppression.
Fan Qianqian parked her car and hid behind an abandoned newsstand, watching nervously.
Wen Peizhen slowly walked to the old bench and sat down, staring blankly at the murky river in the distance.
She remained motionless, like a frozen sculpture.
Fan Qianqian observed for a while and saw that Wen Peizhen seemed to be just in a daze, so she breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Perhaps Aunt Wen was just in a bad mood and wanted to find a quiet place to calm down.
With that thought in mind, Fan Qianqian quietly turned around, preparing to leave.
Just then, Wen Peizhen, who was sitting on the bench, suddenly moved.
Fan Qianqian paused, then hid herself again.
Wen Peizhen took out a small white medicine bottle from her bag and unscrewed it.
Not a trace of hesitation.
She poured all the white pills inside into her mouth.
Then, he picked up the water bottle he had prepared beforehand, tilted his head back, and forced the water down his throat.
The movements were astonishingly fast and chillingly ruthless.
Fan Qianqian's mind went blank with a "buzz".
She watched all of this happen, but her body seemed to be nailed to the spot, unable to move.
After Wen Peizhen finished all this, as if she had completed some kind of sacred and desperate ritual, she sat back down on the bench.
She leaned back slowly and closed her eyes.
His face became strangely peaceful, as if he were simply exhausted and wanted to sleep here forever.
"Aunt Wen!!!"
Fan Qianqian finally recovered from her shock and fear.
She suddenly rushed out from the corner and pounced on the bench.
Wen Peizhen stirred on the bench, but her eyelids felt as heavy as if they weighed a ton, and she couldn't lift them.
Fan Qianqian quickly grabbed her hand, repeatedly calling out, "Auntie! Auntie! Wake up! What did you eat?!"
……
at the same time.
Lying in bed, Ge Jing kept replaying the scene of her yelling at her mother in her mind.
She pursed her lips, feeling a tightness in her chest, and her self-blame grew stronger.
Her disfigurement was caused by the fire, not by her mother.
For so long, her mother, like her, has suffered tremendous pressure and sadness.
But I was still so immature.
Knowing that his mother had depression, he still lost his temper with her.
She can't do this to her mother...
Her mother was her only remaining family.
Ge Jing became increasingly upset as she thought about it.
She finally got out of bed and opened the tightly closed door.
She wanted to apologize and tell her mother that she was wrong and that she would eat properly.
"Mom? Mom, I'm hungry..."
Ge Jing called out softly, but received no response.
She sensed something was wrong.
Since she fell ill, her mother has stayed by her side.
Whenever she calls out, her mother appears.
Even if Ge Jing is sleeping at night and has a nightmare or feels a little uncomfortable, her mother will come in, hold her hand, and comfort her.
But this time, her mother didn't show up.
Ge Jing searched the living room, the kitchen, and her mother's bedroom, but found no one there.
A strange unease gripped her heart instantly.
Ge Jing immediately put on her coat, intending to go out and look for it.
But when you walk into the entryway, you see a scarred and ugly face in the mirror.
All of Ge Jing's courage vanished in an instant.
She abruptly pulled back and covered her face in anguish.
why?
Why was she disfigured?
She'll have to live with this face for the rest of her life!
How could she go out?
It will definitely scare people!
You'll also be subjected to strange looks from others!
What should she do?
How to do?
Ge Jing paced back and forth in the room like a trapped animal, restless and anxious.
Finally, with trembling hands, she picked up her phone and instinctively dialed the number she knew by heart—Jiang Yu's number.
The call was quickly answered, and Jiang Yu's deep, familiar voice came from the other end: "Hello? Ge Jing?"
Hearing that voice that had once given her endless warmth, Ge Jing felt as if her throat was blocked.
A thousand words, in the end, turned into silent tears.
In my current wretched state, what right do I have to seek him out?
Besides, she had already said that she had rejected Jiang Yu and did not want to have anything to do with him anymore!
How can I possibly have the face to call him now?
"..."
Unable to utter a sound, Ge Jing could only awkwardly and quickly hang up the phone.
She collapsed and threw her phone onto the sofa.
He resented his own cowardice.
They resented the injustice of fate.
Why did they have to let her suffer that fire, taking away her beauty and everything she had!
Just then, the phone screen lit up again; it was Fan Qianqian calling.
Ge Jing didn't want to answer.
She and Fan Qianqian parted ways a long time ago and became two opposing camps.
It's like talking to someone who doesn't agree with you.
Now that her face is disfigured, Ge Jing has no time or inclination to deal with this kind of person and has no intention of answering the phone.
But Fan Qianqian stubbornly kept hitting it.
After the number of missed calls reached more than ten, Ge Jing finally lost her patience and picked up her phone to answer the call.
Before she could speak, Fan Qianqian's angry question came from the other end of the phone: "Ge Jing, why are you only answering the phone now?! Something's happened to your mother! Come to the hospital in the city center right now! Hurry!!"
With a deafening crash, Ge Jing felt as if her entire world had collapsed before her eyes.
Fear overwhelmed her like an icy tide.
Mom's in an accident!
She disregarded everything else and rushed out of the house like a madwoman.
The night breeze brushed against Ge Jing's exposed scars, bringing a stinging sensation.
She instinctively wanted to back down.
But the thought of the danger her mother might face made her bite her lower lip hard, and for the first time, she stepped out the door without a second thought.