amaotonovel Chapter 101 The Abducted College Student (The End)
Chapter 101 The Abducted College Student (The End)
With the holiday coming to an end, Qingmo bought herself a new phone and got a new SIM card before heading back to school.
"Hello, Dad, it's me. I've been so busy with my internship for the past month, and I also lost my phone, so I've been forgetting to call you. How are you doing?"
"Oh, Momo, my sweetheart, you finally called back. Your mom thought something had happened to you. I told her you were busy, but she was worrying unnecessarily. Nothing's wrong at home, so I'm glad you're okay. I'll let your mom talk to you for a bit."
After saying that, the original owner's father handed the phone to her mother, and secretly wiped his eyes, finally feeling relieved.
“Hey! Baby, you've worried your mom so much. You can't do that again. No matter how busy you are, you have to call your mom and dad. Mom misses you so much. Do you still have enough money for living expenses? Mom will send you some more. Don't skimp on food and drinks while you're away. Your mom and dad have money.”
You could tell the mother's voice was a little choked up. How heartbroken they would be if they knew their precious baby was gone.
"Yes, I'm fine. I have money. You all should take care of yourselves."
They chatted for another half hour before hanging up. They did most of the talking, with Qingmo responding a few times, since she wasn't a talkative person herself.
They are indeed very good parents. In their previous life, they went bankrupt and never saw their daughter return. In this life, Qingmo is willing to take good care of them in their old age.
Of course, serving tea and water is out of the question; our Qingmo baby's main focus is on companionship.
Staying at home and sponging off your parents, spending every day with them—how can that not be family affection? Nice.
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Another uneventful campus life began. Without Zhang Jiajia, the dormitory became quiet.
As for Zhang Jiajia not coming, the school tried to contact her by phone several times but couldn't reach her, so they had to give up.
Not long after, a strange story was reported on television: a remote village had mysteriously disappeared without a trace. Some people who had gone out to work wanted to go back, but found that their homes were gone and could only sit on the barren ground and wail.
This incident has attracted attention, and this bizarre phenomenon has drawn many scientists to explore it.
"Could it be that the entire village has traveled through time, or entered a bizarre otherworld?" Some netizens speculated in a more abstract way.
After all, this incident was very bizarre; otherwise, it wouldn't make sense that an entire village, along with its people and belongings, had been completely wiped out.
As more and more people paid attention to the incident, the mass grave on the hill behind the village was also discovered, and countless skeletons were unearthed from it. This incident once again shocked the world, and the truth about this trafficking village slowly came to light...
In different cities, several girls watched the news reports on TV with tears streaming down their faces. They didn't remember what happened that day, but no one could forget what happened to them.
Back home, they refused to mention what had happened. Some parents were relieved that their daughters had returned, while in others, their homes had long since lost their place...
People change. Even your own parents change. When they have new children, new sources of support, or place their hopes on someone else, you become less important to them.
Fortunately, even though they no longer had a place to stay at home, Qingmo gave them money, so they still had some money and wouldn't starve to death. As for their future lives, they would have to rely on themselves.
No one knows what happened to them. They can let go of everything and start over. As for the pain in their hearts, only time can heal it.
After graduating, Qingmo returned to the city where her parents lived, and she did just that. She stayed home to take care of her parents and wrote novels when she had nothing to do, which was a job and provided her with a source of income.
I came across a video that day, and honestly, Qingmo was so angry she laughed.
A man in his twenties posted a self-recorded message online, asking netizens to give him a chance to reunite with his mother and to forgive her. His words were sincere and deeply moving.
It makes one exclaim, what a filial and good son he is!
So who is his mother, and what kind of great mother is she, to have given birth to such a filial son?
Ah, his mother, a human trafficker who specializes in luring women and children, committed countless crimes over more than a decade. Even more shockingly, she sold her own son as well.
When this eldest son grew up and learned that his mother had been arrested, he only hoped to use public pressure to create a drama of deep mother-son affection so that his mother could live.
A big question mark filled my little head.
Are you alright? Are you alright? If you're sick, go get treatment instead of coming out and disgusting people.
Whether you forgive your mother is your business, because you are despicable.
But when you morally blackmail others into forgiving her, have you considered the people your mother has hurt? How would their parents feel?
Whose child is it? Whose mother is it? Whose love is it? Posting such things is really disgusting.
Forgive her and let her go. These words are tantamount to stabbing the parents in the heart again. Who will let their child go?
Okay, let's focus on a child who is always willing to help. How could we not grant his request?
Qingmo checked his IP address online and, after confirming his location, flew there overnight.
Wasting even a minute is disrespectful to his filial piety.
They simply tied her up, gave her a magic pill that magically transformed her from a boy into a girl, poisoned her and made her mute, and then placed some inappropriate items on her body.
As a model citizen, of course I should report this kind of person.
Before long, the sound of a small car, 'whoosh! whoosh! whoosh!', took her away.
Don't thank me, my good child. Now you're sure to be reunited with your mother.
I'm always here to help! Next time something like this happens, I'll be there again!!! Please tag me, your little Momo.
It's not that I like to meddle, but the point is, if you make me unhappy, then nobody can be happy either.
Back home, Qingmo was back to being that little writer who stayed at home, struggling to write even two words in a long time.
Forget it, I'm out of inspiration. I'll go out and find a handsome guy to learn from and maybe find some inspiration!
Yes, she really is doing this for studying, you should believe her.
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To fulfill her parents' eager wish to have a grandchild, Qingmo made a special trip abroad. A year later, the two successfully held their mixed-race baby from four countries.
I have to say, mixed-race babies are so cute! Their eyes are so big, they look like they're wearing colored contact lenses.
He rubbed her little face; it was so bouncy and soft. Was he trying to trick her into having another one? No way, absolutely not.
Mixed-race babies are hard to describe as either strong or overly sensitive; they seem to have allergies to this and that. Who knows what they're allergic to?
Finally, it was discovered that he was allergic to eggs. Qingmo fed him the leftovers she couldn't finish every day, and he still survived. What a tenacious little baby!
After her parents passed away in this life, Qingmo began traveling the world. Actually, she wasn't very interested in traveling; her main purpose was to collect local delicacies to put into her space.
Let's take a look at the boys from different places. What's different about them? Do they need any help from their aunties?
Our main characteristic is kindness; we'll definitely lend a helping hand to any handsome boy in need.
"Ding, congratulations on completing the mission. We will take you away from this world immediately."
"Ding, area score settled: 1000, balance..."
Time flies, and each time I practice, it feels like the time is too short.
"Xiao Wu, you've rested enough, you can start the next mission now."