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Published on: 2024-05-26 15:07:13 Editor: Gou Kou Xiao
My mother sent me to die for my adopted daughter

Crossing the Qiujiang River created a surprise short romance novel "Mother sent me to die for the sake of raising my daughter" with exquisite brushwork. The story of Lin Xu and Zhang Wanqin, the protagonist, is ups and downs and gripping. This novel brings readers unforgettable reading experience with its unique perspective and ingenious narrative techniques. When I was hidden in the shroud bag, I was not completely dead. "Mom..." I asked for help in pain with my voice destroyed by sulfuric acid. My mother, who was responsible for transporting the shroud bag, finally found me. But she didn't choose to save me. Instead, she calmly called the criminal and said, "You will let my daughter go if you deliver the goods, won't you?" I was her daughter, but the person she desperately wanted to save was not me..

Author: Crossing the Qiujiang River Status: Closed Type: short romance
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A selected short romance article, "My mother sent me to die for the sake of raising my daughter", is very popular on the Internet. The main characters in the novel are Lin Xu and Zhang Wanqin. The faultless version is worth looking forward to. The author crossed Qiujiang. Article details: 1 When I was hidden in the shroud bag, I had not yet died completely. "Mom..." I asked for help in pain with my voice destroyed by the police. My mother, who was responsible for transporting the shroud bag, finally found me. But she didn't

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When I was hidden in the shroud bag, I was not completely dead.

"Mom..." I asked for help in pain with my voice destroyed by the police.

My mother, who was responsible for transporting the shroud bag, finally found me.

But she didn't choose to save me, but calmly called the criminal: "You will let my daughter go if you deliver this batch of goods, right?"

I am her daughter, but I am not the one she desperately wants to save.

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In the evening, a corpse with high disfigurement was delivered from the funeral home.

Zhang Wanqin, the encoffinist, hurried to tidy up the female corpse.

The female corpse's face was corroded by * *, and her facial features were completely melted,

All the fingerprints on the hands were destroyed, and many organs were hollowed out all over the body.

The broken body of the female corpse made Zhang Wanqin, who was used to seeing the miserable situation, sigh:

"It seems that he is only a child in his twenties, which is really pathetic."

She gently wiped her body and tried to clean up her disfigured face.

See the assistant girl beside her turn pale because of the tragic situation of the female body,

She said thoughtfully, "You have been on duty all day. Go down and have a rest first."

The assistant shook his head: "Sister Zhang, I heard that today is your daughter's birthday. You'd better pack up early and go home."

A touch of disgust suddenly appeared on Zhang Wanqin's gentle face,

"I don't know where to fool around. Going home at night is not as sensible as Xiaomeng."

Seeing the disgust on her face, I still feel pain like a needle when I am dead.

I put my head on her shoulder and said softly:

"Mom, the body lying on the bed is me."

Unfortunately, my mother could not hear my voice, and my head passed through her shoulder.

Finally, I can only numbly watch her deal with my broken body.

The body is so rotten that I feel sick when I see it,

But her mother's expression was always peaceful, even with some tender sympathy.

She looks gentle, just like my mother in my imagination.

She had never seen me with such kind eyes before her life, and she did not expect that I would still have such a great honor after my death.

After simply handling my body, my mother hurried home.

My soul follows her.

When I saw her buy a small cake, I felt faint joy.

Maybe my mother still cares about me. She knows that today is my birthday.

Upon returning home, my mother said anxiously, "Little dream, my mother is back."

A cute girl threw herself into her mother's arms and they hugged each other tightly.

"Xiaomeng is good. I'm not afraid. My mother has saved Xiaomeng."

Lin Yumeng looked up timidly, with deep fear on her weak face.

After a long time, she wiped the tears on her face and said, "Mom, you are worried. I'm fine."

She looked down at the cake in her mother's hand.

"Mom, did you buy it for my sister to celebrate her birthday? But my sister hasn't come home since yesterday."

Mother quickly frowned, and the tense kindness on her face faded.

"This is your favorite strawberry cake. Mom surprised you when she bought it. As for Lin Xu -"

The familiar disgust reappeared on her face, "I've been fooling around outside these years, and I've completely become an uneducated wild child.

"She didn't care about you when you were kidnapped yesterday. She is a selfish person who doesn't deserve to be your sister.

"Xiaomeng, fortunately, your mother and your lovely daughter were all right yesterday. If something happened to you, what should you do with your mother?"

Indifferent words fall like a basin of cold water.

Even though I know my mother likes Lin Yumeng better, I still feel a lot of pain when I hear her words.

However, it was Lin Yumeng who killed me.

Looking at the two people hugging each other closely, I suddenly rushed to push Lin Yumeng away.

"Go away! You villain, don't touch my mother!"

But my hand once again passed through their bodies.

Because I tried too hard, I threw myself on the ground and could only shed tears helplessly, watching my mother gently touch Lin Yumeng's head.

The next day, my mother arrived at the funeral home early.

I didn't want to go to the place that suffocated me, but my soul drifted uncontrollably with my mother to the morgue.

Her mother looked down at the disfigured female corpse, and a sense of inexplicable familiarity haunted her, making her whole person uneasy.

She couldn't help asking the curator beside her: "Did the police say anything when they sent the body?"

"It seems that the body of the victim was captured when chasing down a criminal gang selling human organs. Unfortunately, the police were slow, and the victim has already..."

The curator shook his head and sighed: "These criminal gangs who sell human organs are really disgusting! It seems that someone else has helped these criminals transport human bodies.

"Otherwise, the police will be so strict, and there will be no victims again. I don't know what kind of heartless people should help criminal gangs do such things."

Mother's face was slightly white, and her fingers were clenched nervously.

She dodged away her eyes and continued to make up my body.

I know why she is so guilty, because she is the one who helps criminal gangs transport human bodies.

In order to raise my daughter, my mother sent me to die, the protagonist of the novel: Lin Xu, Zhang Wanqin 1, has finished the trial reading.

 My mother sent me to die for my adopted daughter
My mother sent me to die for my adopted daughter
Crossing the Qiujiang River | Short romance | Closed
Crossing the Qiujiang River created a surprise short romance novel "Mother sent me to die for the sake of raising my daughter" with exquisite brushwork. The story of Lin Xu and Zhang Wanqin, the protagonist, is ups and downs and gripping. This novel brings readers unforgettable reading experience with its unique perspective and ingenious narrative techniques. When I was hidden in the shroud bag, I was not completely dead. "Mom..." I asked for help in pain with my voice destroyed by sulfuric acid. My mother, who was responsible for transporting the shroud bag, finally found me. But she didn't choose to save me. Instead, she calmly called the criminal and said, "You will let my daughter go if you deliver the goods, won't you?" I was her daughter, but the person she desperately wanted to save was not me..