How could a celebrity save Zhang Cuiyun's life?

Most people are naturally skeptical when they hear this.

But Cao Zehao was really not an ordinary person. He asked patiently: "Oh? How do you say that?" He was full of interest.

Zhang Cuiyun said eloquently: "As I mentioned to you earlier, I have an unreliable father! When my mother was around, he ate, drank, prostituted and gambled, and didn't do anything serious. After my mother passed away, not only did he not Concentrate, but intensify, and die outside ghosts every day! Especially gambling has become the most important thing for his vitality!"

"His gambling has nothing to do with me! I don't want to care about it! But he lost his gambling and was in a bad mood when he went home, so he even took it out on me!" Zhang Cuiyun recalled that day with a complicated expression.

"That was the first time he hit me, and it was the hardest time! He broke two stools, three wine bottles, and smashed a lot of things in the house! In short, the house was in a mess, like a garbage dump. Yes!" Zhang Cuiyun kept silent about herself.

"That was the first time he hit me!" Zhang Cuiyun paused, thinking that after so many years, she didn't care anymore, but when he mentioned it, her mood was still down to the bottom, even slightly tingling.

"I just flipped my tongue: You scolded me as if you scolded yourself, because I was born by you, and I have your last name!" Zhang Cuiyun smiled wryly, "Then that rotten gambler went completely crazy! I!"

Zhang Cuiyun shook her head: "Call the police? How is it possible? He is my own father, my only relative! Should I call the police and arrest him?"

"I didn't want to live at the time!" The corner of Zhang Cuiyun's mouth twitched slightly. She was beaten like a child. She was only in her teens at the time, and she felt that her whole world had collapsed!
Wu Wu was absent for three days and did not answer any calls from the school. Zhang Cuiyun walked out of the house after her injury gradually improved.

"Although I thought about it, but—I was beaten half to death, and only half of my life was left!" Zhang Cuiyun said here, her eyes were sore, she tried her best to control her emotions, and warned herself: It's all over, cry What?Now that you have said it, you are relieved!

"That day, it was a very cold winter! I was wearing the down jacket my mother bought for me, and it snowed heavily as soon as I went out!" Zhang Cuiyun recalled the scene at that time, and did not expect that after so many years, the memory was brand new. so clear!

Touching the position of his chest, Zhang Cuiyun took a deep breath and told himself to relax.

But Cao Zehao got the point: "What about you? How are you? Is it okay? Have you called the police?"

Then, she continued to narrate: "He called me 'bitch son of a bitch' after drinking alcohol! 'White-eyed wolf!'..." In short, the sentences were harsh and extremely unpleasant, and they were not something a father could easily say.

"At that time, I wanted to die! The way I wanted to die was: I went directly to my mother's grave and swallowed sleeping pills! When I die, I can be with my mother forever!"

When Zhang Cuiyun said this, Cao Zehao's face was extremely embarrassed.Although he was silent, his hands clenched into fists: he is not worthy of being a father!How dare you force a child like this!

"That's when I really made up my mind!"

"I think life is really boring! It's better to die!"

"As for why I can still appear alive and kicking in front of you now!" Zhang Cuiyun looked at the man on the screen saver of the mobile phone——Jin Yuanze, and continued, "It's all because of him! He appeared when I needed it the most, giving It gave me light and gave me the courage to live on!"


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