"You are moving out for such a small thing? Just for a toy? For five hundred dollars?"

The questioning echoed in the room, deafening.

Wang Yan sat at the table in the dining room without saying a word.

"Okay, you've grown your skills! You've got rich! You've got strong wings, you can move out by yourself! You might as well just leave us alone! We raise you so big, it's not as good as a toy, right? It's not as good as five hundred yuan, right!" Wang Yan's mother was furious.

Sitting beside her was Wang Yan's father, also with a gray face.

Wang Yan said calmly: "Mom, do you think I am such a greedy person? Now I am the one who pays the loan for my house. I also pay the down payment. I also give you the daily expenses at home every month. When I was in college, I received scholarships. Don't I buy things for you and dad and take you out for dinner? Every year on your birthday, don't I hold wine for you and invite those relatives to have dinner together?"

"Oh! You have to settle the score with us now, right? How much money have we spent on you since you were a child!" Wang Yan's mother's voice became sharp, "You also want to buy a house! We have lived in an old house for so many years, what's wrong with it? You have to buy it, you have to buy it!"

"It takes an hour to get from the old house to our company, and you have to transfer. Now there is only three stops here. I said at that time that if it doesn't work, I will buy a one-bedroom, one-living house here. Now the housing prices will always rise..."

"You just dislike us, you have long disliked us, and you don't want to live with us, right? We are not old yet, you don't want to care about us anymore, right?"

Wang Yan no longer felt tired. She shut her mouth and remained silent.

Wang Yan's mother suddenly burst into tears.

Wang Yan's father hugged her shoulder and scolded Wang Yan, "Look at you! How much effort did your mother put in to you since she was a child! Are we not good to you enough? Ah? Are your uncle and aunt not good to you enough? They all think about you! Your uncle introduced you to you at that time, you..."

Wang Yan suddenly looked up, "I told you that the leader he knew would join the little girls if he had nothing to do, and would always touch him when he talked! He knew what kind of virtue he was at a little old in the unit!"

"He is the same age as me, and his daughter is the same age as you, what can you do?"

"You just learned bad things... you just learned bad things in college. Your classmates are not bad things..."

Wang Yan stood up, slapped his hands on the table, and glared at his parents.

"What are you doing! I really rebelled against you!" Wang Yan's parents were startled, but immediately became even more angry, "It's not that they can be kidnapped..."

"You don't know anything! They did nothing! They just met a pervert! They met a perverted man! They were good-looking and fell in love with him, and they were killed by that scum!" Wang Yan roared, "There is the thing introduced by my aunt! He still has the face to complain to his aunt, and his aunt has the face to tell you! Do you know what he did? I said I don't want to get married for the time being, so he rushed downstairs of my company to block me! You tell him my mobile phone number, tell him the address of my company, do you know who he is? You are not afraid that he will kill me! I'm going to move out anyway. Be careful yourself. He needs to know the address here, who knows what he will do! When I called the police, the police found out that he had a history of mental illness and had been detained before!"

"What are you talking about! He's a good young man..."

Wang Yan didn't listen anymore and went back to the room.

The bedroom is empty, and there is only a small suitcase in the room.

Her parents saw that she came out and cried and scolded.

I felt the suppressed emotions of Wang Yan.

The incident Aoba handled obviously caused her psychological trauma. Perhaps, she began to fear men because of this. What happened immediately caused her to be hurt again. The closest relatives could not understand, and her family became the culprit who kept hurting her...

The quarrel between Wang Yan and his family attracted neighbors.

Wang Yan didn't say a word, but just chose to leave with a tough attitude.

She took a taxi outside the community, and after getting in, she couldn't help but shed tears.

The driver looked into the rearview mirror and said, "Little girl, have you broken up with your boyfriend?"

Wang Yan smiled, "I don't have a boyfriend."

The driver said "Oh", but he didn't seem to believe it. Maybe it was because Wang Yanyi was pointing something.

"Stop crying. It's nothing. Nowadays, young people are very ordinary in breaking up and divorce."

Wang Yan did not answer any more.

The driver persuaded him a few times and stopped talking.

When getting off the bus, Wang Yan looked at the driver, "I don't have a boyfriend and I'm not going to fall in love. I don't have a man and I won't die."

"Well..." The driver opened his mouth and thought to say something. He saw Wang Yan's eyes and swallowed the words to his mouth.

Wang Yan took out his suitcase and walked towards a temporary rental house.

There is furniture in the room, full of cardboard boxes.

Wang Yan looked at the label on the cardboard box and opened one of the boxes.

Inside the box was a figure box wrapped in shock-proof bubbles. She took out one of them and took it apart, and saw the panda suit villain inside.

This was not originally a favorite figure from Wang Yan. It was not the most expensive, the cheapest, the most well-made, and it was not particularly bad. Even this character could not be ranked in the top ten on Wang Yan's list of preferences. This was just the result of impulse shopping.

But after all this, this villain seemed to be given special meaning.

I saw a unique atmosphere on the villain.

Wang Yan touched the villain's face.

The texture of that kind of plastic is completely different from that of a real person.

Wang Yan's vision blurred.

Suddenly, such things gave her a sense of peace of mind, and it was like a thorn that penetrated deeply into her heart.

She started crying.

I couldn't help crying.

Regress, compromise, forgive, believe...understand... in the end, you can only choose to separate.

Wang Yan thought of his dead classmates.

For a moment, she felt that her life would become better when she died.

She was a happy college student at that time, with a happy family and a happy life. The only trouble was just the fear of death.

I felt the little man in Wang Yan's hand move.

I immediately became alert, but Wang Yan was still immersed in his emotions. The slight touch did not attract her attention.

Something rubbed against the corner of Wang Yan's eyes, as if wiping her tears.

After a few times, Wang Yan finally realized something was wrong and opened his eyes in confusion.
Chapter completed!