Wearing It Before Scum A Tortures The Heroine

Song Yikang's words undoubtedly verified Song Jiao's worst guess.

Her mind went blank for a moment, she didn't know what to think and do with all her strength, and countless disturbing thoughts piled up in her mind.

Song Jiao thought that this state lasted for a long time, but in reality it only lasted for a second or two, and she replied:

"Okay, I'll be right here."

Hanging up the phone, she turned her gaze to Xu Jinchao, who was waiting outside the car window, and vaguely saw her quiet and undisturbed face from the glass.

Omega thanked him for his habitual control of his demeanor, and was glad he didn't open the door to answer.

Putting away the phone, she lowered the car window.

This is an inconspicuous signal, Xu Jinchao took a few steps closer, bent over and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Song Jiao didn't turn off the car and got off, but Xu Jinchao realized that she might have to drive out again.

Now that dusk is approaching, the setting sun in early winter casts a reddish light, gradually dyeing half of the sky, and making all things on the earth enveloped in an obscure large swath of dim yellow.

Staring out through the window frame that separated Alpha's beautiful face, Song Jiao felt in a trance that the other party was like a messenger who landed in the picture frame and cast a gentle gaze on her, carrying the god's occasional compassion for mortals, and was captured by the master. Painting, let yourself have a glimpse of the beauty and joy in heaven.

Perhaps it was the unreal texture brought by the light and shadow in the evening, or perhaps the heavy burden weighing on her heart finally made Song Jiao feel unbearable. She took two breaths and smiled at Xu Jinchao:

"My dad's phone, let me go home."

Her expression was helpless, and she couldn't see anything out of the ordinary. Xu Jinchao nodded and urged, "Slow down on the road."

Song Jiao put her left arm on the window and leaned over. Two clusters of dark golden fires lit by the setting sun were reflected in her pupils.

Xu Jinchao realized the other party's intention, leaned his body lower, and kissed his little girlfriend's soft lips intimately.

I don't know if it was an illusion or not, she felt that Omega was a little stiff, and the other party didn't seem to be particularly happy to ask for a kiss.

But the next moment, Song Jiao ended the kiss, returned to the cab, and only brushed Xu Jinchao's cheek with her cool fingertips: "I'm leaving."

Her voice was brisk and soft, and the little doubt that had just popped up in Xu Jinchao's heart disappeared in the final sound, she retreated from the space and let Song Jiao out of the garage.

In the end, Xu Jinchao couldn't help raising his voice and asked, "Jiaojiao, are you still going home for dinner?"

Seeing Omega's little hand sticking out of the car window and swinging it, she sighed, apparently not coming back for dinner.

Song Jiao drove out of Biwan Community and saw her father standing under the plane tree in the distance.

These trees planted on both sides of the broad road began to lose their leaves in mid-November. The long, yellow-brown canopy of the trees rustled with the wind, shaking off countless leaves that were larger than the palm of their hand, and fell again after sanitation.

Song Yikang under the tree looked even more lifeless than the withered phoenix tree in autumn. At least the phoenix tree was tall and straight, but his tall and thin body was hunched.

When he noticed Song Jiao's car approaching, Song Yikang immediately straightened his back, and there were rolling dark clouds under the calm face looking at his daughter.

Song Jiao lowered the car window and said to him, "Dad, it's cold outside, get in the car."

It was windy outside, Song Yikang opened the passenger car door and sat up, Song Jiao didn't drive forward any more, but let the car park here.

She expected that the atmosphere of the following conversation would not be pleasant, but she did not want her father to ask, "Jiaojiao, do you remember how your mother went?"

Of course Song Jiao remembered. She looked at her father and heard him say, "You have a good memory since you were young, you probably won't forget it."

She was silent, Song Yikang didn't look at her, looked straight ahead, he was bursting with unprecedented vitality at this moment, from his expression to his body language, anger and hatred were all revealed.

Song Yikang said, "I can't figure out why you would walk with that kind of person. You should know what her father looks like and what she looks like."

He finally turned his head to look at Song Jiao and didn't speak again, but the disappointment on his face was easily visible.

Song Jiao felt that her throat was choked by a pair of invisible hands, and she asked, "Can you listen to me calmly now?"

This is the question Song Jiao sincerely wants to ask. She wants to ensure that her father can remain rational and listen to her explanation, instead of being controlled by emotions.

Song Yikang: "You said."

Song Jiao couldn't see that he had any restraint from his anger, but there was no good way. She took a deep breath and told her father directly.

"She and [Xu Jinchao] are not alone."

Song Yikang looked at her with the eyes of a clumsy liar, and Song Jiao said, "She only has the identity of [Xu Jinchao], but not [Xu Jinchao] himself."

Song Yikang laughed briefly.

"It's not like you can make up an excuse, the medical technology is not developed enough to allow one person to replace another with a face."

Song Jiao: "No, it's not about medicine, it's about metaphysics. She replaced [Xu Jinchao] from the soul level."

Song Yikang's eyes now look like he's looking at a patient who has fallen into delirium. Song Jiao can't prove to him the truth of the matter, and can only say:

"She and [Xu Jinchao] are completely different people. If you have been in contact with her, you will understand. This is not a fantasy."

Just as Song Jiao thought before, Song Yikang refused to listen at all:

"You can give me some more reasonable reason than this perfunctory."

He regarded the facts as absurd prevarications without sincerity, and the anger that had fermented in his mind when he saw Song Jiao and Xu Jinchao holding hands finally couldn't hold back, and blurted out: "If you insist on being with her, don't do it again in the future. See me at home!"

This is a naked|naked threat: if you continue to be with Xu Jinchao, don't go home again, and don't recognize him as a father.

Song Jiao clenched her palms tightly, her chest was filled with lead, and she fell down with heavy pain, dazed and aggrieved.

She thought of the compromise she made after [Xu Jinchao] mentioned Dongcheng Prison, and the deadly atmosphere in her home after she was ten years old. She couldn't help but think of the warm smiling face of her former father, and the trembling palm of her hand before she was imprisoned...

These things used to have no color, and the gray and white existed in her mind, but now they have been dyed with colors. She remembers the loneliness when she was ignored, and she also can't forget the sacrifices her father made.

Song Jiao tried her best not to show her emotions.

"Dad, I'll take you back. We both need time to think, but I can tell you for sure that I'm not lying."

Song Yikang threatened her daughter impulsively just now, and remorse rose in her heart, but this time she didn't refute her.

On the way that followed, neither father nor daughter spoke.

Song Jiao took Song Yikang to the front of the small building, and when he got off the bus, she said, "Tomorrow morning, I will pick you up for a medical examination."

Song Yikang looked at his daughter. He wanted to continue to be angry and say nothing, but when he saw Song Jiao's pale face, he suddenly began to feel distressed and annoyed violently.

He didn't fully fulfill his father's obligations, and what is it to use this relationship to coerce his daughter into subservience?

For a while, he was so distraught, he hated Xu's family, and he hated himself for embarrassing his daughter. He was about to say what he would say to them, but he finally held back and turned around.

Song Jiao sat in the car and watched him leave.

It was already dark, and the father's figure disappeared at the door of the small building. Not long after that, the lights in the house turned on. The warm yellow light pierced into her eyes like needles, making her eyes feel sore and painful.

Song Jiao wiped away her tears, she turned her head and stopped looking, and sat down in despair.

I should have more than 20 days to live happily, and I shouldn't feel uncontrollable at this time.

Song Jiao hugged her arms and curled up in the seat, escaping the reality that made her stomach churn.

After a while, she raised her head and drove away numbly.

Song Jiao did not go home, but drove to the side of the Cangjiang River. This time, without Xu Jinchao, she walked on the dam alone.

The oncoming Jiang Feng had the freedom she didn't have, and ran past with the blades of grass. Song Jiao walked in confusion for a long time, until her body was almost frozen and she couldn't walk, and then she returned to the car.

She called Xu Jinchao, who was quickly connected: "Jiaojiao?"

Hearing Alpha's gentle inquiring voice, Song Jiao finally felt a little relieved, and she asked in a low voice, "Can you come pick me up?"

She is in a very bad state now and can't stabilize her mind. Xu Jinchao instructed her to drive safely before she left, and Song Jiao did not dare to go back like this.

Xu Jinchao sat up straight, and she said, "Of course you can, where are you?"

Omega's low reply came from the receiver: "On the edge of the Cang River, the place we came to last night."

Xu Jinchao quickly changed her clothes and went out. She wanted to keep the call with Song Jiao, but the other party hung up and sent a message asking her to concentrate on driving.

She was so anxious that she followed yesterday's route to the side of the Cangjiang River, where the familiar car was parked.

Xu Jinchao slammed the door behind him and hurried over.

Omega did not lock the car, she opened the cab door, it was empty, and then noticed the little girlfriend lying in the back row.

Xu Jinchao was busy and went to open the rear compartment door again, and immediately reached out to test Song Jiao's forehead.

The tentacle temperature was still normal, she couldn't be completely relieved, and asked eagerly: "Jiaojiao, what's the matter, where is it uncomfortable?"

Song Jiao shook her head, took her palm, and barely got up.

Xu Jinchao got into the car and put her in her arms. She hardly saw Song Jiao showing such fatigue when she was not sick.

Song Jiao told her, "My dad knows."

Her voice was very soft, and if she was outside the car, she might have been blown away by the wind, and now it is falling into Alpha's ears.

Xu Jinchao was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized what Song Jiao was referring to. She asked, "Uncle Song, what did he say?"

Song Jiao's entire body cuddled on top of her without saying a word.

After a while, Xu Jinchao heard her mutter: "I'm so uncomfortable, Xu Jinchao, I can't even get through the last few days..."

Both of them knew that time was running out, and Song Jiao would not take the initiative to bring this up. At this moment, her emotions were obviously on the verge of collapse, and she rarely said something depressing.

Xu Jinchao felt colic in her heart. She couldn't blame Song Jiao's father, but she was full of anger and had nowhere to vent. Finally, she cursed the will of the world in anger.

Song Jiao also seemed to have found the direction of venting. She grabbed Xu Jinchao's windbreaker with her fingers. Although she didn't open her mouth to curse, she also echoed her girlfriend in her heart.

Swear well, swear well!

But this didn't last long, Xu Jinchao felt that the person in his arms seemed to be warm, and tried Song Jiao's forehead again, it was indeed hot.

She said, "Let's go home, Jiaojiao, you have a fever."

Xu Jinchao called a younger brother of Jiang Chao, reported the specific location, asked the other party to help him get his car back, and drove Song Jiao's car back to Biwan.

Song Jiao seemed to have some energy in the middle, and was no longer so weak. She approached the driver from the back seat and whispered in Xu Jinchao's ear:

"When I get home, I think..."

The fever kitten told his girlfriend about his peach fantasy.

Xu Jinchao coaxed: "I listen to you."

I thought to myself: You can only take antipyretics and go to sleep.

The two arrived home in the dark, Xu Jinchao turned off the fire, and went down to open the door for Song Jiao, but the Omega, who was still full of indescribable words just now, lay on the seat and refused to move.

Xu Jinchao touched her forehead, this time it was hot, she didn't dare to delay, and immediately got back in the car and rushed to the hospital.

Song Jiao burned to nearly 40 degrees, and was sent to the hospital bed in a daze. She whispered, "Xu Jinchao, Xu Jinchao."

Xu Jinchao was standing beside him, and he was tired. Hearing Omega's small shout, he hurriedly replied, "I'm here."

Song Jiao was not sober, she just couldn't feel Xu Jinchao's presence in the mist, so she shouted anxiously, and she felt relieved when she heard the sound.

She sank into a dream where her father scolded her:

"I knew for a long time that you had no heart. Your mother died and you didn't cry for her. How could I have a daughter like you!"

Song Jiao was extremely uncomfortable. She explained to her father that she was not. She didn't know how to recognize emotions at that time.

She just can't, she didn't know at that time...

But the father in the dream didn't listen to her, drove her out and slammed the door: "Go away, don't stay in this house anymore!"

Song Jiao returned to the 14-year-old Friday in a trance, when the school was on holiday, and she quietly squeezed into the bus bound for the North Shore.

She thought that her mother was gone, and her father wished she could go with her, and it was not interesting to be at home.

The bus swayed all the way to the north. The girl, she got off at the platform near the bridge across the river and walked to the riverside.

The weeds on the side of the embankment could cover her thighs, and even the artificially built path had many blades of grass drilled across it.

It seemed that there were no mosquito bites this time. She walked and walked until the sun was sinking and the night was coming.

Exhausted, she lay on the bench.

Looking up at the starry sky of the summer night, she said softly, "Mom, I miss you so much, Dad doesn't want me anymore..."

Song Jiao choked in her dream, Xu Jinchao kept listening to her non-logical babble, her heart throbbing and aching.

After a while, the Omega stopped talking and seemed to have fallen asleep.

The cell phone rang in the silent ward.

Xu Jinzhao looked left and right, and finally pulled out the sound source from Song Jiao's windbreaker pocket, and the screen of the mobile phone displayed: Dad.

If before, Xu Jinchao would not answer this call on behalf of Song Jiao, after all, her identity is embarrassing, but she just listened to Song Jiao's so many babblings about her family, and it was really uncomfortable for her.

She got up and walked out of the ward, pressing the switch button.

Xu Jinchao answered the phone impulsively, but he didn't know how to speak. Who knew that the other party didn't say anything, and the call fell silent for a while.

After a while, an old mute voice mixed with a slight electric current in the receiver asked, "Jiaojiao, have you read the message I sent?"

Xu Jinchao replied, "Song Jiao passed out with a high fever and is asleep now, so she probably didn't watch it."

The originally tired and low voice immediately raised: "What's wrong with Song Jiao?"

Xu Jinchao said: "The cold wind was blowing by the Cangjiang River, and everyone was confused. She is in the provincial hospital. Do you want to come over?"

"I'm going right now!"

Xu Jinchao told him the exact location of the ward, and when he heard that the soldiers were in chaos, he seemed to be busy going out.

She knew Song Jiao's lock screen password, hung up the phone and unlocked it, called Song Yikang's number, and sent him a text message with her mobile phone, repeating the address.

Back in the ward, Song Jiao was still in a deep sleep, Xu Jinchao gently touched her cheek with the back of her finger, it was still a little hot, but much better than before.

Alpha whispered comfort in her ear: "Don't be afraid, your dad didn't want you, he cares about you very much."

Song Yikang took a taxi to the provincial hospital.

He was extremely anxious, completely different from the mood when he was following his daughter in the daytime, with fear and remorse circling in his mind.

After saying harsh words to Song Jiao, Song Yikang felt a little regretful, but he was also annoyed that Song Jiao was fooling himself with such a false pretext, so he refused to let go.

Now he was worried about Song Jiao and urged the taxi driver to hurry up and hurry up.

Song Yikang found the ward according to the address given by the unfamiliar number, and saw Xu Jinchao standing in front of Song Jiao's bed.

In fact, he had a vague hunch that it would be her, but Song Jiao was lying on the hospital bed now, her face was flushed red, her eyes were tightly closed, and Song Yikang could no longer see other people in her eyes.

Xu Jinchao turned his seat to the side and let the haggard and old father go to see his daughter.

She was actually a little dissatisfied with Song Yikang in her heart. The other party's neglect of Song Jiao after his wife's death and the huge stimulation caused to Song Jiao today made her feel conflicted.

But Song Yikang's current appearance is really... so that Xu Jinchao can't compare with [Xu Jinchao]'s memory.

Even Song Yikang, who had a slightly gloomy temperament before he was imprisoned, was a hundred times more energetic than he is now. He was so entangled by life and his own heart that it was difficult to identify him, and he was like a twilight old man who was in his sixties and seventies.

Xu Jinchao said to him: "Song Jiao still has a fever, but she is better than before. If you have something to tell me, let's go to the corridor and don't disturb her to rest."

Song Yikang looked up at her.

He used to be taller and taller than Xu Jinchao, but now his back is bent and his legs can't stand up straight. The two of them look at each other.

Meeting up close with the enemy's daughter again, Song Yikang can no longer see any shadow of the past in her.

All the parts that looked like Xu Boyang, the arrogance that had been concealed under the surface, and the contemptuous eyes that were not enough concealed, were now gone.

The young female Alpha in front of him still had the sharp face in his memory, with aggressive facial features, but the eyes she looked at him were completely different.

There is clearly condemnation and badness in it, but it is also a hundred times gentler than before.

The two walked out of the ward together, Xu Jinchao noticed the other's slightly stiff and bent knees, and stopped: "Wait a minute."

Xu Jinchao remembered that Song Jiao said that her father couldn't stand for long because of rheumatism, so he went back to the ward and brought two chairs, let Song Yikang sit down, and sat opposite him.

After doing this, Xu Jinchao opened his mouth.

"Uncle Song, I don't know what Song Jiao told you, but I want to tell you that I won't live long. If you don't agree with me being with her, you can wait another month, and I will die soon. ."

She spoke calmly and her voice was not loud, but it exploded in Song Yikang's ears like rolling thunder.

Song Yikang could see the sweetness between his daughter and Xu Jinchao, and it was because of this sweetness that he was stuck in his throat.

As for anyone else, as long as his daughter likes it, he will not put his beak too much, but [Xu Jinchao] makes Song Yikang unbearable.

He asked, "...what do you mean?"

Xu Jinchao said: "I can only accompany Song Jiao for a short time, uncle, I don't need to lie to you with such words."

She said: "Also, I'm not [Xu Jinchao], I'm not Xu Boyang's daughter. That old man is in custody pending trial. His case will be held in court in the next year, and he won't be able to get a light sentence."

Speaking of this, Xu Jinchao smiled: "He is so obsessed with Alpha descendants, if he knew that [I] died, he would be very broken, right?"

Song Yikang stared at her sharply, Xu Jinchao answered calmly, she said softly.

"Song Jiao has been in a bad mood during this period of time. I have no way to solve it. I just hope to accompany her more in the last month and make her happy."

Xu Jinchao thought of Song Jiao's high fever, and said, "Song Jiao had a car accident a year ago. At that time, a CT film and an MRI film were taken. I only knew from that time that Song Jiao's brain was not normal."

Song Yikang frowned deeply, and he finally spoke again: "Brain?"

Xu Jinchao said: "Yes, her brain is a bit different from ordinary people. I don't know if you have noticed that Song Jiao has been pretending that her emotional cognition is normal. Before she... She was still crying because she would not be normal. pregnant."

Song Yikang's expression suddenly froze when he heard the end.

He seemed to be recalling something. Xu Jinchao said: "She told me that she did not cry at her mother's funeral, and she behaved very calmly. Relatives said behind her back that she was abnormal and felt scary."

Song Yikang looked at Xu Jinchao, he looked stunned, and whispered in a hoarse voice: "It's true..."

Xu Jinchao said softly: "She is much better now, and Song Jiao has always cared about you and her mother very much. Before [Xu Jinchao] threatened her with your life, only then did Song Jiao agree to be with her. ."

Talking like this with almost the same face as [Xu Jinchao], there must be some sense of disobedience.

But Song Yikang couldn't connect the person in front of him with [Xu Jinchao], and finally understood why Song Jiao said before, "You will understand when you have contact with her."

His palm on his knee trembled a little. After a while, Song Yikang asked, "Has Jiaojiao been having a bad time all these years?"

Although this is an interrogative sentence, it is the tone of the statement. Song Yikang knows in his heart that his daughter must have a hard time.

Xu Jinchao said, "Before I came, it was indeed."

She saw Song Yikang smile miserably, and then he lowered his head deeply.

Xu Jinchao didn't speak until the other party finally raised his head again and begged her.

"Tell me about her, and talk about Jiaojiao over the past few years."

His eyes finally had bright and vitality, mixed with regret and pain, but it was the first time after meeting that the light burst out, and his face was no longer full of death.

Xu Jinchao thought: Song Jiao will be happy, at least in the last month, she will be better.

Song Jiao woke up in the early morning.

Dazed, she struggled out of the darkness, barely opening her eyes, trying to see her surroundings.

It was definitely not at home, and she could feel the difference.

But Song Jiao was so weak that she couldn't get up at all, and couldn't even turn her neck from side to side to observe.

She lay quietly for a while, and whispered:

"Xu Jinchao?"

She asked, "Are you there?"

Song Jiao's throat was sore now. She couldn't make a loud noise, it was as small as a small milk cat meowing. Of course, she couldn't get an immediate response.

In the unfamiliar twilight, Omega was inexplicably frightened.

Her consciousness was not very clear, and she didn't know what time it was. The worst nightmare suddenly appeared in her mind. She thought Xu Jinchao had already left.

Song Jiao almost trembled, she struggled desperately and shouted, "Xu Jinchao..."

This so-called "struggle" was just swinging his lower arm, and the "shouting" was quite weak, but it suddenly woke Alpha from his sleep.

Xu Jinchao was lying in Heyi's light sleep not far away, when he heard Song Jiao's little shout, he immediately turned over and sat up, and asked loudly:

"What's up?"

Hearing her voice, Song Jiao realized that the worst had not happened. When Xu Jinchao turned on the small light and sat in front of the hospital bed, Song Jiao tried her best to reach out to her.

Xu Jinchao obediently leaned over and let Song Jiao hug him.

She heard Song Jiao's rapid and thin breathing, the arm that fell on her neck didn't have much strength, and her fingertips pressed softly.

"I thought, thought you were gone."

Song Jiao said this, she still hadn't escaped from the chaos, her voice trembled and choked.

Alpha gently kissed her ear.

"No no."

Xu Jinchao said, "don't be afraid, rest well. When you get better, I'll kiss you again."

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The author has something to say:

My friend's conclusion: In your book, the characters will unconditionally accept the setting of the heroine's soul transformation under the premise of normal emotions.

Me: Ah, indeed!

My basic friend complained: And you wrote an article to show me the outline, didn't you hate Haiqingtian's direction? The heart-wrenching tension between the female protagonists, Song Jiao and Song Dad's rivalry, she loves her deeply, she is crazy enough to self-destruct, and the extreme embodiment of the dark side after the reunion xxxx, how can it be written as a sweet text?

Me: Harm, Harm...

My base friend commented: Tsk, the will is not firm enough.

Me: I, feel sorry for them both qvq

As a talk, put a kitten and a dog hook happy to play with a ball of yarn, and wait for my HE at the end of the month!