bayedsolid Chapter 210 Sad
Chapter 210 Sad
The next day was a Monday, a workday.
He Qiaoyun woke up early, washed up and dressed, then took her car keys and went downstairs to get her car, planning to buy a random breakfast on the way.
When I took the elevator downstairs, I found that the lobby was crowded with people, all talking at once, making a lot of noise.
He Qiaoyun pulled someone aside and asked, "Why is everyone crowding here? What happened outside?"
The man said mysteriously, "Oh, you don't know, there's a man outside the door holding a kitchen knife. I don't know if he's drunk, but he's yelling that his mother is heartless, that she's having a good time and doesn't care about his life. To be honest, he's a grown man, not seventeen or eighteen years old, acting like he's going to kill himself. It's really shameful."
Someone chimed in, "Yes, the security guards came to talk him out of it, and he put a knife to his neck. They were so scared they didn't dare move. They've already called the police."
"Oh dear, this damned devil is impossible to reason with. If I had a son like this, all my love and care would have been for nothing."
"Who says it isn't?"
He Qiaoyun frowned slightly, her eyelids twitched, and she had a very bad feeling. She pushed through the crowd and saw her second son, Xu Xiucheng, standing in the crowd with a knife at his side.
Xu Xiucheng spotted He Qiaoyun immediately, pointed the knife at her, and roared hysterically, "It's you! Why don't you care about me! You buy Mercedes and luxury goods, but what about me! My house is about to be auctioned off! I just need to borrow some money from you to pay off my mortgage!"
Immediately, everyone's eyes turned to He Qiaoyun, because since it didn't concern them, they all blamed her.
"What kind of mother is this? She lives a comfortable life but doesn't care about her child."
"Yes, they've driven the kids to this state."
"If you can afford a Mercedes, what's wrong with giving your child a few tens of thousands of yuan to pay off a mortgage?"
"That's right. If you treat your children well now, you can rely on them to support you in your old age."
"Alas, how pathetic..."
Despite being held at knifepoint, He Qiaoyun showed no fear whatsoever. She even dared to look him directly in the eye, let out a soft laugh, and walked step by step toward his knife.
"What, you're pointing a knife at me? You want to kill me?"
Seeing this, the people around immediately urged, "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, girl, don't go!"
He Qiaoyun ignored him and walked right up to his blade. Even with the tip pointed at her, she showed no fear and coldly said:
“Xu Xiucheng, I am your mother. When I was little, you always said that when I grew up and had money, you would not let me set up a stall to sell snacks anymore. You couldn’t bear to see me work so hard.”
"Back then, I always felt guilty towards you. I wanted you to be carefree, I didn't want you to grow up with guilt, I didn't want you to feel remorseful, so I treated you even better, preparing everything for you. I wanted you to feel that I wasn't working hard at all, that it was very easy for me..."
"What are you doing now? You're holding a knife to me, feeling like I've wronged you. What kind of logic is that? What have you learned all these years of schooling?"
"Yes, I bought nice cars and luxury goods, I have my own life now, I no longer revolve around you, and I stopped giving you living expenses, so what? You're almost thirty years old! If you had thought about your own family when you took the money to invest in stocks, things wouldn't have turned out like this!"
These words caused a complete reversal, and the onlookers immediately changed their tune.
"So that's how it is. Then this son deserves it."
"What kind of place is the stock market? It's a place that devours people without spitting out the bones. Even millionaires go in and come out naked."
"Exactly, exactly. These days, unfilial children really know how to cause trouble."
"It's really bad luck to have a son like this, a vampire."
"Yes."
Xu Xiucheng was even more distraught. He shouted, "Enough! Enough! That's enough!"
He dropped the kitchen knife, squatted down, covered his head with his hands, and broke down in tears.
At this moment, the police who arrived took the kitchen knife away and pinned him down.
Looking at her suffering son, He Qiaoyun blinked and large tears fell. She looked away, pushed through the noisy crowd, and walked to her car, where she cried bitterly.
She never imagined that her most obedient son would hurt her the most.
She wasn't in a good state to go to work, so she asked for a day off in the group chat.
She stayed in the car for an unknown amount of time, then wiped away her tears, swayed unsteadily, and went to a nearby shop to have breakfast.
After finishing breakfast, she lingered in the shop and opened WeChat. The first thing she saw was a good morning greeting from Feng Jiashu.
And around 8 PM, he sent me a message: "Are you okay?"
The fact that he could ask that question suggests that someone had just recorded a video and uploaded it to social media, which he then saw.
She took a deep breath, mentally prepared herself, opened her social media account, searched for her own name, but no strange videos popped up. She then spent another half hour browsing her local feed, but still nothing.
Is this what is known as an information cocoon?
So she borrowed the breakfast shop owner's phone, "Excuse me, can I borrow your phone to watch videos for two minutes?"
The boss was somewhat suspicious of her and was reluctant to lend her the money.
She added, "You keep scrolling on your phone, I'll take a look."
The boss was relieved and opened the video app. He Qiaoyun then told him to open the local video app.
I scrolled through hundreds of videos for a full ten minutes, but I didn't find the video of her confronting her son this morning, so I finally felt relieved.
The breakfast shop owner still didn't understand and asked gossipily, "Why are you constantly watching local videos? Are you catching someone cheating?"
He Qiaoyun gave a relaxed laugh, "No, I just wanted to see if your local push notifications were the same as mine."
The boss just said "Go away," adding, "You're just bored."
He Qiaoyun smiled and said, "Thank you."
As she spoke, she turned and walked back.
On the way, I texted Feng Jiashu: "I'm fine."
Feng Jiashu replied instantly: 【That's good. Shall we have dinner together tonight?】
He Qiaoyun: [Okay, what do you want to eat?]
Feng Jiashu: [You decide.]
He Qiaoyun: [You should decide.]
Feng Jiashu: [Okay, I'll send you the address later.]
He Qiaoyun: [Hmm.]
At this time of day, everyone was at work, there were few people in the neighborhood, and no one was giving her strange looks. She was able to fully relax and let her guard down.
When she got home, she collapsed onto the sofa, not wanting to move for another second.
Having exhausted myself, I fell asleep without realizing it.
I woke up again to the sound of my cell phone ringing.
She picked up her phone and saw it was already 1:30 PM. Still half asleep, she answered the call, "Hello..."
"Hello Ms. He, this is Haicheng Police Station. Your son, Xu Xiucheng, wants to see you and has something to say to you. Do you have time to come over now?"
He Qiaoyun paused, remaining silent for a long while.
Seeing that she didn't speak, the person on the other end of the phone didn't urge her, but waited patiently for her response.