Flash Marriage: Husband is Too Wild

C964 Hubby Is too Ferocious



C964 Hubby Is too Ferocious

The first time Chen Yuan smoked, she was so upset by the taste of cheap cigarettes. The discomfort in her lungs made her entire respiratory tract seem to be burning.    

    

Why did people have to smoke and drink when they were struggling and in pain, or when their minds were unable to find a way out? This was not good for the development of the situation!    

    

Chen Yuan finally stopped coughing. She looked at the burning cigarette butt in front of her and could not help but cry.    

    

Her father, Yu Zhenhai, was a high school teacher with rich knowledge. He had the demeanor of a scholar from that era. He was refined and had a hint of melancholy. He was tall and thin.    

    

His mother, Soong Zhen, was just an ordinary textile factory female worker. She had a pretty face and a fierce personality. She did not study much but had her own ideas.    

    

Originally, this kind of family should be a combination of literature and literature to complement each other. But since Chen Yuan was born, she did not feel that there was any relationship between them.    

    

The endless noise, the mother's crazy venting, the father buried his head in drinking, as if the room was filled with suffocating pressure.    

    

At that time, Chen Yuan was still called Yu Beibei. Because of her parents, she would always be bullied by the neighbors and children.    

    

"Yu Beibei, Yu Beibei, if the upper beam is not the right one, then the lower beam is the right one. Pah!"    

    

"Your mom, your dad is very close to her. He fights every day and his face turns red!"    

    

The little girl cried as she went home, but in exchange, she got an even more unpleasant scolding.    

    

Sitting in the garden in the street, the summer weather in August made Chen Yuan feel cold. Her body kept trembling and the cigarette in her hand burned silently. Only a bare cigarette butt and scattered ashes were left.    

    

"Why? Why are you doing this?!" Chen Yuan could not understand. She felt helpless and helpless. She could not change anything.    

    

When she went back later, the house would be in a mess again. The plates and plates would be broken all over the floor. Her mother chased her father out of the bedroom and he would sleep on the sofa drunk.    

    

When Chen Yuan thought of this, she felt a splitting headache.    

    

Opening the cigarette box, Chen Yuan took out another cigarette. She looked at the flame of the lighter and really wanted to light herself up. She did not want to suffer such endless torture again.    

    

However, Chen Yuan did not. In the heart of an 18-year-old girl, she was still looking forward to a miracle to happen. She hoped that after her parents left her home to study, the two of them could communicate properly and let go of the past and start anew.    

    

Chen Yuan did not take a deep breath this time. She gently put the cigarette in her mouth and slowly took a puff. The smoke slipped to her throat along with her breath and seeped into her lungs. The extra part ran out from her nose and mouth.    

    

Although she still wanted to cough, it was not as intense as before. Chen Yuan smoked the cigarette to the end bit by bit.    

    

Perhaps it was because when smoking, people would constantly breathe heavily. It had the effect of calming down and calming down. Chen Yuan did not feel so uncomfortable anymore.    

    

She now had a calm attitude to observe what happened in her home. Every time her mother quarreled, she would mention that slut, and even that slut's child.    

    

Her mother said that in her father's heart, other than that slut, there wouldn't be any other woman. Then that so-called slut should be her father's former lover.    

    

Who could she be? How was her child?    

    

Since his father's heart was not in this family, why did he marry his mother? Moreover, he even said that his mother used despicable methods to deceive him. Why?    

    

Chen Yuan had always been very smart, or it was her father's genes. Her grades were also very good. This time, she was admitted to a key university's modern office major. Chen Yuan was actually very proud in her heart. Finally, she could make her parents look a little more radiant.    

    

But her mother did not have any joy to speak of. Did she feel that after she left, she would be even more unable to face the situation of being alone with her father?    

    

The cigarettes burned one by one. Chen Yuan frowned as she thought about the problems between her parents. Her mouth became more and more bitter.    

    

The night gradually deepened. There were fewer and fewer people in the garden on the street. When everyone passed by Chen Yuan, the older elders would shake their heads when they saw the girl smoking. The children would curiously look back and see. The parents of the child would always drag the child away in disgust.    

    

The eyes of others did not matter to Chen Yuan at all. She had seen a lot of rolling eyes since she was young.    

    

More and more cigarette butts appeared on the ground. Chen Yuan stepped on the last cigarette and almost fainted on the ground when she stood up. That kind of dizzy feeling made her tottering. Fortunately, she managed to support the back of the bench in time.    

    

It turned out that not only alcohol, but cigarettes could also make people drunk. Chen Yuan had a preliminary understanding of cigarettes.    

    

Opening the Coke, Chen Yuan drank it in big gulps and finally alleviated the discomfort of the cigarette.    

    

There were bugs muttering in the grass. The street lights were dim in the middle of the night, and the hot weather made people unwilling to go home.    

    

Under the pole at the side of the street. There were still people playing poker. Chen Yuan looked at the ordinary street view and felt that she should go home.    

    

No matter what, she was already a legal adult and should take responsibility for her parents.    

    

Just now, she rushed out of the house in a fit of anger and did not know what kind of situation her parents were in right now. Even though Chen Yuan felt that she had already seen the outcome, she still had to go back and clean up the mess that they left behind after the battle.    

    

Her father might be drunk and her mother might have taken the money to continue playing mahjong, but there had to be someone to clean up the mess in the house.    

    

Chen Yuan smoked the entire pack of cigarettes and her footsteps became a little floating. Although she didn't smoke like a real smoker, there were still a lot of Nicholas who had entered the lungs.    

    

She staggered along the way to her home. There were men who whistled at her from time to time but she didn't seem to hear them as she continued on her way.    

    

The house was getting closer and closer. Chen Yuan's heart was filled with contradictions and helplessness. After she stood still, she took a deep breath and silently counted a hundred times in her heart.    

    

Be strong, Yu Beibei!    

    

No matter what kind of scene she saw when she went back, it would not be any worse than before. The quarreling and scolding of her mother would not have much effect in front of her father. He would always choose to avoid or leave the house. Although this would only make her mother feel more pain and madness, it could still be temporarily pacified for a period of time.    

    

Chen Yuan finished counting and walked forward step by step. She came to the staircase and went upstairs to see the door of her home.    

    

There was no noise. It was very calm. Chen Yuan pressed her ear against the door to listen. There was no sound in the room.    

    

It seemed that they had stopped quarreling. Chen Yuan sighed and took out the key.    

    

When she opened the door, the house was dark and there was no sound of her father snoring. Could it be that her father was driven away by her mother?    

    

Chen Yuan borrowed the street lights outside the window to see that the living room was indeed as messy as she had expected.    

    

Where did they go?    

    

Chen Yuan turned on the light and silently looked at the battle scene in the living room. She walked to the kitchen and took out a broom to clean up.    

    

After cleaning up all the rubbish, Chen Yuan's body was already drenched in sweat. She washed her face and walked to the sofa to sit and rest.    

    

It was already 2 o'clock in the morning. Chen Yuan's eyelids were somewhat sore. She rubbed her eyes and planned to go to sleep first.    

    

When she passed by her parents' bedroom, Chen Yuan heard some crying inside. She stopped in her tracks and heard that it should be her mother.    

    

It seemed that her father must have been scolded away by her mother. She was now hiding in the room and crying.    

    

Chen Yuan's heart softened. Although her mother always took the lead to stir up trouble, she was still her biological mother. At this time, if she did not bother to comfort her, could she still be considered a daughter?    

    

"Mom, are you inside?" Chen Yuan knocked on the door but did not hear her mother's reply. She only felt that her crying became louder.    

    

Chen Yuan pushed the door. It was not locked. She increased her strength a little. The door of her parents' bedroom slowly opened. There was no light inside.    

    

"Mom. . . " Chen Yuan only shouted and immediately realized that something was wrong. That was a hair-raising feeling.    

    

Her mind seemed to be blank and all the blood in Chen Yuan's body was about to freeze. She stood blankly at the door and did not move at all.    

    

What kind of smell was this? Why was it so pungent? Not only that, this kind of smell could make people feel like the world was spinning. Was it the smell of blood? The smell of blood!    

    

Chen Yuan felt that the surrounding air had changed color. She trembled and reached out her hand to touch the lights on the wall.    

    

It was just a switch, but Chen Yuan felt that her strength had already left her body. Her fingers trembled non-stop, just like her heart.    

    

Courage was like a deflated ball, limp on Chen Yuan's fingertips. She desperately used her other hand to grab the hand on the switch and finally pressed it down.    

    

With a bang, the lights filled the entire room. Chen Yuan could not help but close her eyes the moment the lights were turned on.    

    

The smell in her nose could not fool people. Even if she closed her eyes, Chen Yuan felt a huge fear enveloping her.    

    

"Beibei, you are back. . . " Mother used a different tone to shout.    

    

The light made Chen Yuan, who had her eyes closed, feel the darkness in front of her. She mustered up her courage and opened her eyes.    

    

"Ah!!!"    

    

Blood, blood. There was blood everywhere. The smell just now was the smell of blood. There was nothing wrong with that!    

    

Whose blood was this? Why was there so much red, so suffocating!    

    

Chen Yuan screamed and could not suppress her fear. She bent down and started to vomit. She vomited until her internal organs were about to be dug out.    

    

"Beibei, I, I killed your father!" Her mother's voice was like a devil. Chen Yuan covered her ears and shook her head frantically. Tears flew everywhere following her actions.    

    

How was this possible? How was this possible? How could those scenes that only appeared on television happen to her?    

    

Chen Yuan was already unable to control herself. Her scream pierced through her eardrums, but it could not stop.    

    

Her mother rushed over and covered Chen Yuan's mouth. Her hands were slippery and full of her father's blood. Chen Yuan immediately started to vomit again.    

    

"Beibei, don't scream, don't scream!" Her mother's white clothes were covered with blood. It was dark red, like the flowers on the snow.    

    


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