Two days later in the early morning, dad received a phone call and hurriedly took my sister out of the house.

I was full of doubts, hailed a taxi on the roadside, and followed closely.

The car drove to a desolate bridge, where Jiang Die was sitting on the bridge railing, her long hair fluttering in the wind.

Below the bridge was a surging river, it was the season of rising water, and the water flow was swift.

Dad's legs went weak with fear.

My sister cried and called for mom.

They were originally a family of three, and suddenly it dawned on me.

Jiang Die's fragmented voice drifted with the wind:

"I have grown white hair, from eighteen until now, I have waited long enough.

"I can't bear to have my child in front of me and not be able to acknowledge her.

"I can't stand my daughter calling that stupid woman 'mom'."

Dad cried out in anguish, "Xiao Die, whatever you want, I'll give it to you, don't do anything foolish.

"Do you want me to regret for a lifetime?"

Jiang Die smiled, tremblingly reached out a hand, "Let's go, let's go now, the three of us together, never to return."

"Okay." Dad seemed to have made up his mind.

My sister had a look of great joy on her face.

Over the years, she had enjoyed her mother's favoritism, but there was no love for her.

As soon as Jiang Die appeared, my sister became extremely close to her.

I remembered them sitting side by side in the music classroom.

Dad said to them, "But Xiao Nian is also my daughter, let me bid her farewell properly."

He turned around and walked towards me.

I stood still in place.

Dad came over, bent down, placed both hands on my shoulders, and a rare tenderness flashed in his eyes:

"Child, go back to your mother, comfort her well, she only has you now."

I took a step back.

No wonder, no wonder he had been treating me better lately.

It turned out he had already decided to abandon me, this unimportant child.

He planned to throw me and that deceived, deeply wounded madwoman together.

Tied together, to be abandoned together, to rot together.

I took two more steps back, disgustingly said, "Stay away from me."

Dad seemed to want to reach out and pull me, but then he withdrew his hand.

He said desolately, "Xiao Nian, I owe you all along.

"Rest assured, the inheritance that belongs to you, dad will not shortchange you."

My sister and Jiang Die were anxiously watching us.

My sister wanted to shout, but Jiang Die held her back, displaying a calmness that belonged to a victor.

Dad turned around, got into the car, and drove away.

I stood in place, the wind gradually picking up, bone-chilling cold.