"Why, why, am I your biological child?" Xia Qing roared to her parents, her eyes gradually getting wet.
"Yes, you are not ours. You can do whatever you want. We don't care about you anymore. You are free." Xia's mother Wu Mengru said in a hoarse voice with red eyes.
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"Dad, Mom, I'm back. I'm sorry." Xia Qing shed tears uncontrollably. While sobbing, she pulled Wu Mengru's sleeve and said, "Mom, I didn't mean to make you angry. I know I was wrong. Mom, please don't let me go, okay, okay, Mom, I love you."
Wu Mengru looked at her daughter, gently held her face, and couldn't help but cry.
Purpose: Every family has its own difficulties. In fact, your family is not the only one with such parents. It is better to let go of your prejudices and grow up individually.