Rules Strange Talk: They Say I Have Multiple Personalities

Qiu Ye raised her hand and pointed at her stepmother, "Over the years, my grandparents have sent me living expenses every six months, and my uncle has sent me tuition fees from time to time every month. Where is the money?"

The stepmother kept backing away, explaining tremblingly, "Money, money is used. You need it for school, household expenses, and daily meals..."

Qiu Ye interrupted her with a sneer, "Have you forgotten that it was because you didn't give me money that I couldn't go to school, so the school specifically fought for a full tuition waiver for me."

"Do you know that everyone in school looks at me like a pitiful creature? Do you know that because of this incident, when your son brought people to bully me at school, no one was willing to help me?"

"Because everyone knows that I am a poor creature, they can bully me at will, and they don't have to pay the price anyway."

"You mentioned household expenses, so let me ask you about my father's salary? He gives you his salary every month, but you don't use it for expenses. Where does the money go?"

"You said eating, but have you forgotten that you sprinkled salt and stones in my rice to prevent me from eating at home? You forced me to eat at this family's house and have a bowl of noodles at that family's house."

"That wasn't enough for you, so you went to my dad and cried, saying that I was targeting you and that you would rather beg outside than go home to eat. My dad slapped me ten times in front of everyone, and you just smiled smugly beside me."

"I was thinking at the time that one day I would tear your hypocritical face apart."

“…”

The stepmother's face turned pale. "I, I didn't..."

Qiu Ye asked her again, "Where are the gifts, clothes, daily necessities, and school supplies that my aunt sends me every month?"

The stepmother thought of those things, her face and lips trembled, "Sell them, sell them."

Qiu Ye dragged the machete towards her, "Auntie, you are really too shameless."

The machete was raised high, and the stepmother raised her hands in horror, "No..."

"puff--"

The butcher's knife was swung down, and blood splattered three feet away.

The two men next to her widened their eyes in fear. They didn't expect she would actually dare to do that.

Qiu Ye chopped again and again, with no intention of letting the other party live.

"mom!!!"

My brother's forehead suddenly became red with blood and he pounced towards Qiu Ye.

"Bitch! I'm going to fight you!"

Before he could get close, the machete, splattering blood, turned around and chopped off both of his hands, and then the blade turned and cut him in half.

An ordinary person would definitely not have such great strength, but Qiu Ye has strengthened his body twice, so killing an ordinary person is a piece of cake for him.

Qiu Ye wiped the blood off his face and turned to look at his frightened father.

"Dad, I still remember when you told me when I was little, you found me a mother so that someone could take care of me, and you said my brother could be my playmate."

"But my stepmother pricked me with a needle, and you believed her instead of me. You beat me, saying that I was naughty and told lies at such a young age. You said that my stepmother was gentle and kind, and that she must feel very wronged after being wronged by me. You hit my legs with a stick and made me kneel down and kowtow to her to admit my mistake."

"My brother pushed me into the stinking ditch, and you believed him but not me. You said it was awful for a girl like me to get so dirty, and that I was a habitual liar. It was raining heavily, and you kicked me and made me kneel outside the door in the rain, and told me that I could come back home when I knew I was wrong."

"Every time they wronged me, you would buy them gifts to appease them and blame me. You tried to please the mother and son and forced me to please them as well."

"Even when my stepmother bullied me in front of you, you thought I deserved it. Even when your stepson came in and out of my room and took my things at will, you didn't care."

"Even though he tried to rape me that time, and you saw it with your own eyes, you didn't hit him. You beat me with a cane, and my body and face were covered in blood. You called me a slut and shameless. You didn't think he was wrong. You wanted to disfigure me, and you told me that you were protecting me."

Qiu Ye dragged the knife to his father, his voice choked, "Dad, what do I owe them? What do I owe you?"

"What have you given me over the years? Do you remember what you promised me at my mother's grave?"

"You said you would protect me even if it cost you your life. Is that how you protect me?"

Father Qiu's legs were shaking all the time. It wasn't that he didn't want to run, but he couldn't move. The fear and great shock made his body stand stiffly in place.

His lips trembled, and he held it in for a long time, and finally he could only utter one sentence, "I, I... am your father."

You can't kill me!

Qiu Ye put the machete in his hand and said, "Dad, I'll give you a chance. Do you want to die or do I want to live? You choose."

“…”

Father Qiu's hands kept shaking. Looking at Qiu Ye with blood dripping from his hair, he rarely recalled the happy times they once had as a family of three.

At that time, he was doing nothing, but his wife never left him. Although his wife only gave birth to a daughter, he was very satisfied. In order to give his wife and daughter a good life, he began to work hard.

But later, when his wife gave birth to their second child, she suffered an unexpected massive hemorrhage, resulting in two deaths. He was very sad, but seeing that his daughter was still young, he had to cheer up. He would not be able to take care of his daughter if he had to work, so he thought about finding a stepmother for his daughter so that he could feel at ease knowing that someone would take care of her.

How did we get to this point today?

The daughter at first was soft and her eyes were full of dependence, but now her eyes are full of hatred and she wishes he would die.

How could this happen?

He opened his mouth, "Are aunt and brother really that bad to you? I thought you hated them, so you said that on purpose, but I have to go to work and I can't take care of you. Aunt and brother have been enduring your moody temper. I feel very sorry for them, so I bought gifts to make up for it. I think you deliberately framed them, which is a very bad behavior. I just want you to know that you are wrong so that you can correct it..."

Qiu Ye lowered her eyes and looked at his hands. "Don't make excuses. If you pay a little attention, you will find out how lame their excuses are. You just want to show off your authority over me."

"You feel sorry for others, but not for me. It's just because I'm weak and easy to bully. You're sure I can't live without you, so you don't need to care about me or whether I'm having a hard time. For the sake of your ridiculous face, you can beat me and punish me whenever you want. You can even punish me to please this mother and son. They've long been more important than me."

"You have long forgotten your first wife. You have long forgotten that I was once a daughter held in the palm of my mother's hand. In your eyes, I am just a worthless life that you can do whatever you want to me."

After saying that, Qiu Ye looked up at him and said, "Today, only one of us can survive. My death will be regarded as paying back your life, and your death will be regarded as an apology for my suffering over the years."

Father Qiu gripped the hilt of the knife tightly and took a deep breath, "Don't force me."

As he said this, he raised the knife with a look of sorrow on his face.

Qiu Ye glanced at the window and took a step to the side.

The moment when Father Qiu raised the knife and chopped down with gritted teeth.

"Bang--"

A bullet went through his chest.

“…”

Father Qiu stared, seemingly unable to react to what was happening.

Qiu Ye raised his hand and took the knife from his hand.

"It seems that you are destined to die today. It's not me who killed you, so you can't blame me."

After saying that, she put the machete back into her backpack and turned away.

Father Qiu's body limply fell to the ground, his eyes fixed on her back, watching her open the door and walk out.

Several armed men came in to clean up the scene.

Only then did he realize that Qiu Ye was a contestant, so how could there be no one following him? Anyone who wanted to harm a contestant would be shot directly.

Qiu Ye never thought about letting him go, he just didn't want to be labeled as a patricide.

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