This superpower is unreliable.

New Year is a day that is both lively and quiet.

The bustle of the New Year in this small town is like a moving fireball. The fireball's movement range is only in the town center. People gather because of the fireball and flow with the rotation of the fireball.

Apart from the temperature of the fireball, it is cold and deserted.

The same thing happens at the police station.

In this town, there aren't that many people going to the police station to report crimes on weekdays, and even fewer during the New Year. Unless something serious happens, no one would want to stay in the police station on the first day of the new year.

So at this moment, the only people who appeared in the police station were Huang Chiyao and Lin Qinluo, who had something serious going on. When the mother and daughter walked in hand in hand, smelling dirty like pig manure, the police on duty were a little surprised to see them.

"What's going on? How did it turn out like this on New Year's Day?"

Huang Chiyao calmly took out the recorder and said, "I want to report a crime. My mother and I were knocked unconscious by my father and tied up in a pigsty."

Although one of the policemen on duty did not quite recognize Huang Chiyao, he knew Lin Chenluo. Firstly, Lin Chenluo's father was a well-respected doctor in the local area. The elderly in his family would go to see Dr. Lin for any illness. Since they lived nearby, he had naturally met Lin Chenluo. Secondly, he happened to have heard of Huang Guojian and knew that he was Lin Chenluo's husband.

"Ms. Lin, is this true? Your husband is the one called Huang Guojian, right? Isn't he praised as a good husband? How could this happen?"

From the words of the policeman, Huang Chiyao roughly understood that he knew his mother, and they were not strangers. However, even if he knew her, his first reaction would still be that it was hard to understand that such a thing as knocking out his wife and daughter and tying them in a pigpen was done by a husband who was praised by everyone.

She couldn't help but sneer in her heart, laughing at how easy it was to create the image of a good husband in this world, and how much subversive ugliness was actually hidden behind the beauty in front of others.

Just as she was about to tell the whole story in detail, she felt the hand she was holding gradually tightening, squeezing her so hard that it hurt. There was also a hint of moisture in the palm of her hand, and her hand was trembling.

She stretched out her other hand, covered the still slightly trembling hand, and pressed down hard, as if supporting the other hand in reverse.

"It's been a while since I've heard anyone call me the Lin family's little sister." After a long while, Lin Qinluo raised her head and smiled faintly at the policeman, "What my daughter said is true. I saw him knock my daughter unconscious with a carrying pole last night."

The police officer on duty immediately took statements and conducted an injury examination based on the simultaneous accusations of the two parties and the evidence provided.

After checking the injuries, the two people's most serious injuries were on their heads, and the rest were scratches on their hands and feet. Fortunately, apart from the swelling of their heads, the bones of the two people were not injured. They are not seriously injured for the time being, but they need to be observed continuously. While doing a simple body cleaning and wound treatment, Lin Qinluo suddenly said something without a beginning or an end.

"I have never dared to do so, and I still don't dare to do so now."

Huang Chiyao couldn't help but be stunned.

She knew that her mother was answering her sharp question.

She originally thought that the question of whether to divorce or not would be avoided for a while, but she didn't expect Lin Qinluo to bring it up on her own initiative, so she asked in a hoarse voice, "Why?"

"I want to protect you and Yaohui."

"Mom, that's not a good reason."

"He wasn't like this before?"

"This is not even a suitable reason." After listening to the two reasons given by Lin Jinluo, Huang Chiyao realized that her answer was actually avoiding the question, and he felt inexplicably annoyed.

"Protect me and Yaohui? For me, forget it. This is the second time I've been imprisoned. And what about Yaohui? There was such a big commotion last night. Two living people were transported from their home to this pigsty, but he never showed up."

Huang Chiyao did not assume anything malicious about his younger brother. He had always been a good boy. It was very rare that he had not been infected by his father's excessive machismo under his mother's education. However, as a matter of fact, there were only two possibilities for his failure to show up.

"One is that he went into hiding and turned a blind eye to what happened to us. Two, something happened to him, too."

Huang Chiyao walked up to Lin Jinluo and asked, "Mom, do you think your protection can still be of any use in this state?"

She actually didn't want to say these words to Lin Qinluo in such a tough tone, but she was already so upset that she could hardly control herself.

However, what annoyed her was not Lin Qinluo's indecision, but herself.

She was annoyed at herself for not telling her mother about it when she realized something was wrong when she was a child, so that they were trapped in this unconscious state that was accepted by others and was taken for granted for so many years.

Huang Chiyao blurted out the words that had been buried deep in his heart.

"You've been enduring unnecessary pain around him, right?" She looked directly into Lin Qinluo's eyes, "including during your sexual intercourse."

"Yaoyao!" Lin Qinluo opened her eyes wide, "Why are you..."

"Mom, this is my shadow." Huang Chiyao's tears flowed out as he tore off the piece of gauze that stuck to him in his childhood. "Your pain has always been my shadow."

She opened her mouth, like a fish out of water, trying to breathe in oxygen, but her throat was blocked by sobs.

"Your patience all along made me think that all this was necessary, so I tolerated your tolerance. But what did we get in the end?"

Huang Chiyao's anger grew as she spoke of this, but it unexpectedly diluted her original grief and indignation. The fusion of the two emotions made her become exceptionally calm.

"In the end, we probably only have a value in his eyes." Huang Chiyao said lightly, "Like pigs."

"Yaoyao..." Lin Qinluo's face was already in tears, "Why don't you just leave like this! Don't ever come back."

"No." Huang Chiyao refused without hesitation, "If my freedom needs to be built on your pain, then there is no point in me living."

"But……"

"Mom, don't worry about your children. We are all grown up." She held Lin Qinluo's hand tightly. "For you, the most important thing is us, but for me, the most important thing is you. It is your happiness, your freedom, and your dreams. If you are not free, then I will never be free."

Lin Qinluo stared at her in a daze, speechless.

After a long time, she finally spoke slowly and with difficulty.

"I understand... I have been confused for so many years, and it is only now that I understand such a simple truth."

Huang Chiyao smiled faintly. Great, her thoughts should be conveyed well.

"Lin Qinluo, please let your dream that has never been realized since childhood sprout, grow, bloom and bear fruit again!"

When the two faced the police's questioning hand in hand again, Huang Chiyao made a request.

"I want to go back and try to reconcile with my father first, is that okay?"