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"Yes, I hate you. I hate you so much now. I think you should hate me too. You hate me." Jia Xian still can't figure out why his mother is so angry. She is completely different from before. But thinking about it since she was a child, she feels that she is used to this kind of anger. "I won't hate you. Why should I hate you? Mom can hate her children. There are no children who hate their mothers, right?" Turning off the chat interface of his mobile phone, Jiaxian sat on the floor of the hotel room, looking down at Harbin from the 35th floor. The Songhua River was not far away, flowing as always. "This is really the most outrageous thing I have encountered in more than 20 years." The tears couldn't help but flow down again, "Life is really interesting"...