Her throat was so tight that she couldn't spit out half a word.

Ding Yun looked at the woman in front of him coldly and said with a cold smile, "before I said I was cruel, Mrs. Long, should you reflect on yourself?"

"You know what you've done best!"

"Yes." Long Chuyu wept in tears, "promise, your brother and your sister are innocent!"

"Innocent? Who is not innocent! I'm not innocent, isn't my mother innocent? " Ding Yun suddenly turned his head and shouted at long Chuyu.

"If you had not stepped on two boats, would you have caused my mother's tragedy?"

"If it wasn't for you! How could my mother have killed my adoptive father? And Let me fight with my brother! "

Ding Yun kicked Mrs. Long heavily in front of her and pinched her neck with the palm of his hand. "You think that the Dragon migration is innocent of the Dragon fragrance, what about me? I'm not innocent? Who did I provoke? "

"I'm going to be locked up in a black house by my mother, duel with my brother, and kill him myself?"

Long Chuyu looked at the son with astonishment, and his face was unbelievable.

"You, you said What do you say? "

At this time, Ding Yun has already fallen into a huge sadness.

It seems that I saw the horrible scene more than ten years ago.

At that time, he pushed open the door of that gloomy and horrible wood room, and a child jumped up and tore at him.

There is no way for him.

If he doesn't kill, people will kill him.

He was only ten years old. Did he want to die?

What can I do without dying?

Mother put down the cruel words, and walked out of the dark room alive, there was only one person.

Long Chuyu suddenly slumped to the ground and cried loudly, "this, this is not true, this is not true!"

"When you cry, you only know how to cry. What else can you do besides cry?" Ding Yun's face was full of evil spirit, and he said angrily to long Chuyu.

"If you were not indecisive, trampling on two boats, harming people and yourself, how could your mother be like this?"

"My mother's mental illness is becoming more and more serious. Otherwise, would she be so insane that she would lock our brothers in one room and make us decide whether to die or not?"

"No, it's not true, it's not."

"Of course, what you promised can't be all true." A voice full of vicissitudes suddenly came in from outside.

Long Chuyu was stunned and turned to look at it.

I saw a woman in her fifties, with thin cheekbones and wrinkled cheeks, walking slowly with a crutch carved in ebony.

Mrs. Long was wrapped in a pile of rattan, across the clumps of rattan, staring straight at the old woman, eyes flashed a trace of anger.

"Ding Ziyan, look at your good son."

Ding Ziyan didn't say a word to Mrs. long. She didn't even move her eyes.

Just a blink of an eye to long Chuyu, said coldly, "what promised is not all true, but part of it is."

Long Chuyu shivered for a moment, almost afraid to look into Ding Ziyan's eyes.

I didn't expect to see you for more than 20 years. When we met again, it was such a scene.

She was too old for him to recognize.

Long Chuyu's heart slightly shakes.

If you walk in the street like this, they face to face, and long Chuyu can't recognize that this is Ding Ziyan himself.