Ten years ago, the man who got drunk and assaulted an innocent girl in a bar was my family's adopted son, but I was the one left disgraced.
My parents and fiancée all knew Lu Qianze was the real culprit, yet each of them tried to force me to admit I was mentally ill.
My mother held up a bottle of pesticide and threatened to kill herself. “Your younger brother is frail. How could he have lasted ten years in a place like that? Just help him, please. I'm begging you as your mother.”
My father smashed the only photo of the two of us and scolded me. “Refuse? How dare you refuse? Your younger brother has been standing in for you and taking care of us all these years. This is the least you can do for him.”
Even my full sister looked at me accusingly and complained, “If you won't admit you're crazy, Second Brother's future will be ruined!”
Despite my furious protests, they still had me sent to the psychiatric hospital in our city that handled the detention and punishment of patients.
The one who helped them make it all happen was my fiancée, the woman I was engaged to.
The day she sent me away, she soothed me gently. “Yuanzhou, when you get out, we'll get married. You're the only one I love.”
But they didn't know that ten years of torment had already extinguished every last hope I had.
There is really no 110 in female videos. If someone bullies her like this, she can just say: I don't love her anymore, so leave.
His sister (let's call her sister) is the least likely to change...
Are you acting like a bitch here now?
Oh no, no, if I read too many similar movies without thinking, will my brain atrophy? ? ? ? ? ?