TSIAGBICATMWI Chapter 154

Chapter 154: Memory Fragments

Seeing Luo Shuyou examining the crystal core for a long time with a normal expression and not saying a word, Xie YunChuan asked, “How is it? What are those colored halos inside?”

Luo Wu Sorrow didn’t speak, he waved his hand, and the crystal core floated in the air between them. Luo Wu Sorrow injected energy into it, peeling off the dreamlike sphere inside.

As the energy poured in, those colored halos detached from the crystal core one after another, expanding and scattering throughout the room. Within the spheres, dreamlike scenes displayed Li Meng’s life memories.

It turned out that Li Meng was not a child, but a dwarfism patient who didn’t grow tall. In her memories, she was hated and despised by everyone, family, friends, even strangers. She endured all the malice from this world.

When she was little, she was a cute and lovable baby, and everyone liked her. At that time, even her grandmother, who favored grandsons over granddaughters, would take a second look at her because of her adorable appearance.

Originally a happy little girl growing up in a warm family full of love and praise, her world suddenly turned stormy in the year she turned ten when she was diagnosed with dwarfism after not growing taller.

This didn’t give Li Meng any time to react.

Her father, who was already subtly dissatisfied with his wife for not producing a son in the ten years after giving birth to a daughter, revealed his ugly side in front of Li Meng for the first time without any restraint.

Dad roared angrily at Mom, “I knew it, I knew it… How can a ten-year-old child still be so short? Tell me, what can you do? It’s bad enough you can’t give birth to a son, but the one time you manage to have a cute and obedient daughter, she’s a cripple! Hmph!”

Mom tried to appease the agitated Dad with tears and snot, “It’s okay, it’s okay, Nannan is still so young, we found out early, we’ll take her to a big hospital to see, there must be a way to cure her.”

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At that moment, Li Meng, who was watching clearly through the crack in the door, the ten-year-old girl who had always been surrounded by happiness, didn’t understand. She didn’t understand why her usually gentle and kind father would be so furious. She didn’t understand what they meant by “cripple.”

She vaguely understood the fuzzy meaning of “cripple.” In her limited experience, it seemed only the lame boy in her class was often mocked by the other students as a cripple.

Li Meng moved her fingers, raised her arms, looked at the palms and backs of her hands, then walked back and forth a few steps, stomping her feet hard. No, she had all her limbs, how could Dad say she was a cripple?

After that, Li Meng was taken by her parents to various hospitals, big and small. She felt that she wasn’t sick and didn’t feel pain anywhere, so she didn’t need to go to the hospital. But her parents’ increasingly ugly expressions gradually made her afraid to insist that she wasn’t sick. She just obediently did whatever Mom told her to do.

Li Meng had been lovable since she was a child, not only because of her pretty pink appearance but also because she had always been a well-behaved and obedient daughter. So even if she didn’t understand, she was willing to endure the pain of taking medicine and getting injections to make her parents happy.

At first, Li Meng’s parents would try to avoid her when they argued, trying not to bring her negative emotions, and actively taking her for treatment.

Later, after repeated futile efforts and hopeless diagnoses, the number of arguments increased, and the voices grew louder. Gradually, they seemed to forget to avoid their little daughter and even pulled her into the middle, pushing her back and forth, pointing at her as they argued.

After three years of running around and a chaotic life, Li Meng’s parents divorced when she was thirteen. She knew it was all because of her. Dad could have endured the ridicule of the villagers every Spring Festival when he returned home because of her being well-behaved and considerate. It didn’t matter that he didn’t have a son; he had a good daughter.

Later, this daughter was not what he wanted, so he abandoned her decisively.

In the second month after the divorce, Mom saw Dad’s two-year-old son. It turned out that while Mom was heartbroken and tired of running around for Li Meng, Dad had taken the time to set up a warm little family outside while taking his daughter to the doctor and arguing with Mom.

With Dad’s appearance, it wasn’t difficult to find a young and beautiful woman. Looking at Li Meng’s appearance, one could tell that her parents were both stunning.

But now Dad was still young and radiant, while Mom seemed to have aged ten years in an instant. Her haggard and sallow face made it hard to imagine why someone as handsome as Dad would find a woman like that.

After realizing Dad’s early betrayal, Mom treated Li Meng worse and worse, often throwing cups and leaving just because she took a few seconds longer to take her medicine. Li Meng didn’t blame Mom. She knew she was dragging Mom down.

At the time of the divorce, Li Meng was not a flesh and blood relative fought over by her parents but a heavy burden they couldn’t get rid of. Dad would rather leave with nothing than take her. In the end, Mom took on this mess.

Not because she was afraid of leaving with nothing; there wasn’t much money left at home anyway after paying for her treatment. Not because she loved her so much. Li Meng, who had experienced love, could see the numbness and indifference in Mom’s eyes. But she was still grateful that Mom chose her, just take it as because of love!

As she grew older, every time she stood in front of the mirror, looking at her unchanged body, Li Meng gradually understood her disability. It was a disease even more terrifying than the disability she had previously known.

Mom gave up treating Li Meng. Li Meng was very grateful that Mom didn’t give up on her. Li Meng’s not giving up meant that even if she was bruised and battered, even if she went nine meals without food for three days, she could still see Mom from time to time.

Mom restored her glamorous appearance, just like Li Meng remembered her in her beautiful memories. Li Meng didn’t blame Mom for neglecting her life and death and only caring about decorating herself. Instead, she was happy to see that Mom again.

After living a numb and painful life for too long, only in that way could she barely convince herself that the beautiful and dreamlike days of the past were real and not her imagination.

If fantasy could achieve such a vivid and realistic feeling, she really wished to be immersed in that beautiful dream forever without waking up.