Quickly Transmigrate: I am the Heroine in a Bloody and Abusive Story

Zhong family.

Zhou Jingyun walked slowly to the end of the second floor with a cup of warm water and a handful of pills.

Zhong Ying had been locked up by Zhong Youlin for many days, and she delivered medicine to Zhong Ying as usual.

"Yingying, it's time for you to take your medicine." Zhou Jingyun walked into the dim room, turned his back carefully and closed the door.

"Mom! Is it mom who came to see me?" Zhong Ying's black and smooth hair was spread out, and her eyes suddenly became round and bright. "Mom, go tell Dad that Yingying has realized her mistakes and ask him to forgive me."

Zhong Ying doesn't look like an adult, she looks just like a child who has been wronged.

"Yingying, do you know how old you are this year?"

"Thirteen years old." Zhong Ying smiled.

Zhou Jingyun shook his head. It seemed that Zhong Ying's illness was still not cured.

Every time Zhong Ying wakes up, she has memories of different ages. A few days ago when she came to feed Zhong Ying medicine, Zhong Ying kept clamoring for chocolate cookies, which was Zhong Ying's favorite food when she was five years old.

Zhou Jingyun even thought that Zhong Ying's mental disorder was inherited from her. She was worried and felt sorry for her daughter, so she took great care of all the daily chores of Zhong Ying.

While Zhou Jingyun was still in a daze, Zhong Ying quietly pulled the hem of her skirt and said, "Mom, can you ask Dad why he suddenly doesn't like me?"

Zhong Ying's face was full of caution.

Zhou Jingyun felt distressed after just one look. "I don't know what happened between you and Youlin, let alone how to deal with the two of you. Yingying, tell mom first, why did you suddenly quarrel with dad?"

“I…” Zhong Ying only said one syllable, and she felt a pain in her head as if someone had stabbed her with a knife. She couldn’t help but bend over and hug her head tightly. “I don’t know, I don’t know what I did to make Dad unhappy. Mom, please don’t make me think about it, my head hurts.”

"Okay, okay, I don't want to think about it anymore," Zhou Jingyun hugged Zhong Ying with a heartache, "Yingying, be good."

Zhong Ying slowly calmed down in Zhou Jingyun's arms and looked up at Zhou Jingyun, "Mom, can you take me out for some fresh air? I don't know why my father won't let me go out."

"You are not in a good condition to go out now. When you are better, Mom will take you out, okay?"

"What does it mean to be in good health?"

Zhou Jingyun looked at Zhong Ying gently, "It means getting healthy again and returning to your best condition."

Zhong Ying counted on her fingers, her pretty mouth pouting in ignorance, "But I am in the best time now. My parents are by my side, my ballet just won the national youth championship, and Haotian just celebrated my birthday..."

Thirteen years old was the happiest and most ambitious age for Zhong Ying.

In the following years, her life was like a swan soaring into the sky, singing all the way.

She entered high school at the age of fifteen. In order to study dance abroad in the future, she mastered six languages ​​and received offers from many universities.

At the age of nineteen, she refused to be the young lady of the Ye family and decided to study abroad, so she broke up with Ye Haotian.

She had a very happy time throughout her college years, showing herself to her heart's content on the stage, even though she had not yet been able to play a major role.

Until I was twenty-four...

Her life began to take a sharp turn for the worse.

Just like a swan, no matter how high you fly, you will eventually land.

Zhou Jingyun murmured, "I will talk to Youlin. When you get better, Mom will take you wherever you want to go and do whatever you want to do."

"What if," Zhong Ying lowered her eyes, then smiled, with a hint of innocent cruelty in her smile, "What if mom could send me away without telling dad?"

"This……"

"If mom feels embarrassed, then I will take the medicine well and try to get better soon!" Zhong Ying said as she gulped down all the pills on the table with warm water.

Zhou Jingyun knew clearly that even with the most advanced means of treatment and intervention for mental illnesses, it would only prolong the period of wakefulness.

Zhong Ying was Zhou Jingyun's most beloved daughter. She couldn't bear to see her daughter like this. After hesitating for a long time, she couldn't help but say, "Next time I send You Lin away, I'll take you out. Yingying, wait for your mother at home, okay?"

"Good! I know my mom is the best to me!"

Zhong Ying smiled sweetly while holding the water cup.