Zhao Qijun's incident had caused quite a commotion, and even the police were alerted.
Zhao Qijun's parents said that I was the murderer, and that I had killed their son and called the police.The police investigated the situation and said that this was an accident.
It was a tragedy caused by the fight between the two children.
Besides, Zhao Qijun was the one who was the most responsible, not me.The police left, but Zhao Qijun's father didn't give up.
He swung his hand and slapped me hard.
My nose was bleeding, and my ears were buzzing.
Zhao Qijun's mother poked me and even cursed me.
However, I couldn't hear what she was scolding.Qiukun stood next to me.
He didn't plan to stop or protect him.
He was as cold as an outsider.
He had a cigarette in his mouth and was looking at the stocks with his phone in his hand.Zhao Qijun's father couldn't get rid of his hatred.
He swung his hand again and slapped me hard.
This time, I was knocked down.
Like a rubber ball that was slapped to the ground, I stood up and wiped my eyes with the sleeves of my clothes.
I bit my lips and stared at him with eyes filled with hatred.
Hatred rose like fire.The pain of losing his son caused him to lose his rationality and forget the feeling of fear.He raised his hand once more, but Qiukun, who was standing next to him, remained expressionless and indifferent.Ever since I learned of my illegitimate son's identity, I had chosen to hide and endure, even if it was an aggressive attack and trample.
It wasn't the same today.
I wasn't afraid at all.
There were so many people around me, so many eyes.
If they had the ability, they would beat me to death, and an adult man would beat a girl to death!
In fact, this was just another way for me to hide..At this moment, the third slap really came.The dramatic scene played out.
A fair hand fiercely clamped down on Zhao Qijun's father's swung hand.
This person wasn't father Qiukun, nor was he someone else, but was an absolutely unfamiliar youth.
He wasn't old, about 16 years old; his stature wasn't tall either, but he was very tall and sturdy.
He wore a snow-white cloak on his body; his hair was exceptionally beautiful.
His long, drifty hair, reflected by the autumn sun, twinkled, and his hair was straight, as if it were a cold dagger.Her hair was like a dagger, but it really was like a dagger.Within his hair, a beautiful face appeared half-hidden.
Heavens, it turned out that he was a young man.
On his beautiful face, his pair of eyes that were as deep as a cold lake shot out icy cold wind, cold and desolate.He did not let go of his hand, only to hear his cold voice, "Big man, hit a girl.
Shameless.""Damned brat, you're courting death!"Zhao Qijun's father screamed.The young man lightly and indifferently used his strength.
His hand was as powerful as a pair of pincers, and Zhao Qijun's father's arm and wrist instantly transformed into a pitiful howl.The young man pushed Zhao Qijun's father forward, and he staggered five or six meters away."I'm warning you, if I see you hit her again, I'll break one of your arms." After speaking, the youth's hands were like pockets in his pants, and he left lightly.
Floatingcloud's movements were unpredictable.Who was he?
He was too quick.
He didn't allow me to ask his name, even if he wanted to say thank you.At this time, his older brother, Qiu Yunchong, rushed up from afar, panting heavily.
"What happened?
Are you alright?""It's okay!" I shouted."It's all bleeding.
How could it be alright?" Qiuyun glared furiously at the crowd around him.
Then, he pulled out a tissue from his pocket and wiped the blood off the corner of my mouth.
"Who was it?
What did they do to you?""You guys are really shameless.
A group of people just watched helplessly as a child gets beaten.
How could they not care about it?""You can be considered adults?""Despicable!" Qiuyun's finger shot straight towards Zhao Qijun's father, who was gnashing his teeth and groaning non-stop.
He roared with righteous indignation, "I'm warning you, if you continue to bully my sister, we'll sue you.
We'll sue you, tell the abuse of minors, and sue you for intentional harm.""Shut up!" Qiukun was finally enraged.
However, his anger wasn't directed at me, but at Qiu Yunduo for being nosy.
He shouted at his son, "Go home and embarrass yourself."Qiukun walked very quickly, as if there was an indescribable anger urging him to hurry up and whip.
He recklessly rushed forward.I obediently followed behind him, not daring to utter a word.
Qiu Yun didn't want his sister to be humiliated.
He had argued with those people for a while, but only when we were far away did he catch up."Daddy, they bullied Little Sister, why don't you care?""Dad, I'm asking you, why don't you care?
You clearly saw them hitting your sister, so how could you not call the police?""Dad, did you hear that?""What's wrong with you?
How can you treat your sister like this?"......As soon as he arrived, Qiukun picked up the bottle and gulped it down.
Qiuyun grabbed the bottle and demanded for justice for his younger sister.
It was reasonable for others to bully him, but his family didn't seem to care at all.Qiukun had been in a terrible mood ever since he saw the white-robed long-haired young man.
His face was dark and his body was trembling.
Perhaps Qiukun knew that young man?He slammed the table and shouted furiously at Qiu Yun, "Asshole, ask, what are you asking?
You're blaming me for this.
Let me tell you, I'm your father, not an outsider."Qiuyun also shouted, "She is also my sister, and not an outsider.
We are a family.""You son of a bitch!" Qiukun raised his hand and raised it high in the air.
In the end, he slowly lowered it.
Qiuyun was his son, so how could he bear to hit his own flesh and blood?Worried, I walked into my room.
I had thought that Qiukun would grab hold of me, and then curse him again and again.
However, this time, he didn't.
He just sat quietly on the coffee table and drank.Towards this foster daughter and illegitimate son, he was already dispirited and lazy.Maybe I really haven't been in this house for long.
Where am I going?
Where is my home?
Who will support me?This was truly a cruel and realistic question.
After so much had happened, I couldn't help but stop thinking about it.My mother, the woman who gave birth to me, knew that her daughter had been bullied by others all day, so she couldn't just ignore it, right?If I found her, she would definitely feed me.
Because she had once abandoned me.
As a mother, unless she was a hard-hearted person, she would never abandon her own daughter a second time.My mother, just where is she?

How can I find her?The door opened and Qiu Yunduan sent a plate of blueberries over.
He picked up a blueberry and waved it in front of my eyes.
It was a beautiful roe deer.
It was blue and had water droplets attached to it."Here, have one.
Mother bought it.
I'll stay here for you to eat." He put a berries into my mouth.
"Don't be afraid.
I'll be with you every day starting tomorrow.
If they bully you again, we'll call the police."I opened my mouth, chewed on the sour, sweet blueberries, and swallowed them."Do you believe me?
They said I killed Zhao Qijun?"When I asked this question, I didn't dare to look at Qiuyun.
I didn't know if he was looking at me, but he just put a blueberry into his mouth and ate it."Xiaojing, I trust you, and I'll always trust you.
You won't harm anyone, really.
You definitely won't."Sometimes, Qiuyun was just an ignorant child.
He was carefree, naive, and innocent.
The younger sister in his eyes would always be a cute and loving child.
However, this younger sister had already changed.When he said this, there was not a single grain of sand in his heart.
It was clean and clear.
I swore.
My heart skipped a beat.
I felt a little apologetic, a little touched, and a little touched.He took out a storybook and sat me on the bed, listening happily to it.
It was called "A thousand and eleven nights".The door was pushed open once again.
This time, it was Zhiming.Zhiming walked in with a smile on his face.
From that smile, I read the words 'uneasiness'.
She walked over and placed her warm hands on Qiuyun's and me cheeks, as if she were caring and loving.She asked, "Have you eaten?"Qiuyun and I both nodded.
We didn't eat anything."Won, go back to your room and rest.
Mommy will accompany Xiaojing for a bit." She instructed Qiuyun."Mom, little sister, she..." Qiuyun glanced at Zhiming, who patted him on the back of his head, "Mommy is the same as you.
She cares a lot about little sister!"Qiuyun hesitated as he walked out of the room, leaving Zhiming and me behind.
She placed her hands on my shoulders and pulled me into her arms.
There was a faint aroma of tea on her body.
It was a mixture of tea and jasmine petals.
Zhiming liked tea, and there were many different types of tea plants planted in the house.
She would mix these flowers in different proportion and crush them into light spices."Tell me the truth!" Zhiming's eyes were filled with tranquility and serenity.
I couldn't tell if this serenity and serenity were filled with thorns, plots, and traps."Mummy, do you believe me?""You're Mother's daughter, so how could Mommy not believe you!
Mommy wants to hear the truth from her daughter's mouth.
Alright?""Alright!" I said loudly.
"When Zhao Qijun hit me, I ran all the way to Quicksand Court and hid behind the railings of the pond.
Zhao Qijun found me.
He jumped over the railings, stepped on the moss, and slid into the pond.""And then?
Why did you fall into the pond too?""I mean to jump into the pond to save him.""Oh --" said Mi Li.
"And then?
Did you cry for help?""That's right.""According to them, you only choked a few times when you discovered you.
Zhao Qijun, Zhiming, sorted out his words and said, "Do you know that they suspect this detail?
When did you call for help?
When did Zhao Qijun fall into the pond?
Or when?""No.
I was stunned when he fell in.
I just thought I'd have to get his arm and pull him up.
He's trapped so deep that I can't get him no matter how hard I try.
Then I stretch out my leg and let him grab my leg.
Just like that, I slipped in myself, and I was scared to death, screaming for help."..."I had considered these words many times, and there was no obvious error in logic.
Moreover, these words came from the mouth of a thirteen-year-old girl.
Who would believe that this was a deliberate scheme?In fact, it proved that it had indeed dispelled the police's suspicions.Zhiming rubbed my hair and said gently, "Is that all?""Yes!" I said, raising my head and staring into her large, beautiful eyes.
"Mummy, do you trust your daughter?""How can I not trust you?!" Zhiming muttered to himself with a smile on his face, as though he were extremely pleased.
"I told you that her child would definitely be kind."His (her) child?What kind of person was he?
Was he my father, or was he my mother?
He didn't know either.
There was one thing he was certain about.
Zhiming knew my background and background, who my parents were, who they were, who they were, and who they were.Unfortunately, Zhiming didn't intend to reveal these secrets at all.
No matter how many times he pleaded, he couldn't break Zhiming's decision to keep his secrets.Later on, I didn't ask any more questions.
They were too urgent, and they were bound to cause Zhiming's rebellion.
She would be too paranoid, and would suspect that I had rebelled.
I wanted to leave this family and my adoptive father and adoptive mother, who had raised me for more than ten years.
No one could predict what Zhiming would do in a fit of anger.If she had decided to drive me away, I would have been homeless and wandered away.Zhiming didn't say anything else.
She gently patted my head three times.
These three times might not be simple.
She forced herself to make a decision.
Although this decision made her feel a little sad for a short period of time, for the sake of this family, she had to make this decision and drive out those who were involved in trouble and danger.Fate didn't give me too much time to think.
Only when I found my mother in the shortest time possible would my future shine brightly.......