That night, Song Qingran really didn't go to the small apartment in the north and south, and unlike before, neither of them contacted anyone.

It was more than one o'clock in the morning that the north and south translated materials, smeared the late-night cream, did skin care, and then went to sleep, in the dream she was not stable, and the broken pictures were like slides, projected one by one.

She and her sister are twins, and everyone says that they are both beautiful and likable, but she doesn't understand why Mom and Dad like her more? They will only take her sister out of the house, and will only prevaricate her with the reason of bringing her gifts; she and her sister will both win the first prize, but the sister will receive a kiss from her mother; if she does something wrong, she will be severely criticized by her mother, and if she does something wrong, she will only get her mother's bland and perfunctory comfort.

As soon as the picture in the dream turned, Xiao Nanbei lay in her grandmother's arms and asked her grandmother, "Do your parents dislike me?"

Grandma is not the same: "How can it be? How can any parent not like their children? You and your sister were both born by your mother's hard work, but when you gave birth to you, it was difficult to give birth, and your mother probably felt the same heart." Grandma gently coaxed Nanbei to sleep, Xiao Nanbei gradually became sleepy, her consciousness became less and less clear, and she was vaguely heard to continue: "However, when you were just born, your mother seemed to love you more...... The more the child is tossed, the more the mother can't let go of her heart......"

So why did it change? Did she do something wrong? Or did she do something wrong?

Sadly, she never had a chance to ask her mother again.

In the end, she was standing alone in the white mourning hall, the night was silent, the world was empty, and I didn't know where the wind came from to blow the white cloth strips.

She became a child that no one wanted.

Grandma walked slowly towards her on crutches, with a kind smile on her face, and said, "North, grandma will take care of you in the future." ”

The second aunt frowned and scolded: "If the Song family wants to take over, let the Song family take over! What are you worried about! You take the inheritance you should take is enough, and our sisters take turns to take care of you." She muttered dissatisfiedly, "Who knows what the Song family has in mind, this girl still has more than half of the inheritance in her name...... You dead girl, your father died suddenly and strangely, heartless girl......"

The figures of the two of them slowly blurred and dissipated.

A young man dressed in a navy blue suit and holding a black umbrella walked in from the snowstorm, his eyebrows were cold, and his black eyelashes were stained with white snow.

He slowly squatted in front of Xiao Nanbei, and saw her face full of tears, red eyes, and sobbing softly like a little pitiful, his eyebrows and eyes were rarely a little soft.

Xiao Nanbei threw herself into his arms, it was cold, it was the ice and snow that fell on him, it was warm, it was his care that she thought she thought, she was aggrieved and cried: "Brother...... Brother Qingran......"

The young man lowered his eyelashes, his thin lips were lightly raised, and he was no longer gentle at the beginning, and his voice was cold: "It's so pitiful, you don't have anyone to ask for it...... Nobody wants to cry, you know? Don't laugh so happily, so nasty......"

Xiao Nanbei's heart shrank suddenly, Song Qingran suddenly disappeared, she lost her support, and fell to the cold floor, and then, she heard a burst of heavy footsteps, and Uncle Song's gentle voice sounded above her head: "Why did you fall to the ground, uncle hugging you." She was held in her arms by Uncle Song, who looked like all the kind and kind fathers in the world, he touched Xiao Nanbei's hair and whispered, "Uncle will take care of you...... It's just that you have to know that the Song family is not able to enter if you want to, nor can you leave if you want to, everything in this world has to pay a price. You're going to listen to your uncle, Beibei, and your father's estate uncle will keep it for you for the time being...... In the Song family, you only need to please two people, one is Grandpa Song, the other is your Qingran brother, and the uncle only needs you to be obedient. ”

……

Nanbei opened her eyes, the sky was faintly bright, the corners of her eyes were still moist, she swallowed her throat gently, turned her eyes to stare at the ceiling, and found that she seemed to be sick, dizzy, her head was heavy, and her whole body ached, but she still had to go to work today.

Nan Nan Qiang went out to the clinic and handed over the information to the senior, who noticed her abnormal face: "Are you uncomfortable?"

Nanbei shook his head: "I'm fine." ”

Ning Yubei wanted to say something, but the teacher urgently needed these materials, so he could only leave in a hurry.

Nanbei smeared cooling oil on her forehead to refresh herself, and her task today is to sort out the data of some patients, and then do a content analysis, and send the data to the teacher before leaving work.

She lasted all morning, and in the afternoon, she ate a few bites of lunch, and then took a capsule, and wanted to sleep on the table, but the phone kept vibrating, she pressed her throbbing temples, her nose was a little blocked, and her nasal voice was very heavy: "Hello?"

The female voice on the other end was frightened and panicked: "Beibei, can you save your aunt......" The voice was noisy, and the woman screamed at the other end, "Auntie, please, you don't see that your aunt was so good to you when she was a child, and you also look at your aunt's sake, which has taken care of your grandmother for many years......"

In the depths of Nanbei's mind, there seemed to be a hammer striking hard, and there was a sharp pain, which made her eyes black, and her fingers holding the phone were slowly clenched, and she did not speak.

The second aunt cried bitterly: "Bei, you can't see death without help, your cousin and grandmother have been taken away...... You also know that grandma is old and has a bad heart, so she can't stand the toss......"

"How much does it cost?" Nanbei said in a calm voice, although her fingers were white, and her nails were sinking into the tender flesh of her palm.

The second aunt cried with joy: "Ten million, north, as long as ten million, this money should not be worth mentioning for the Song family......"

Nanbei interrupted the second aunt's words sharply: "Second aunt, this is the last time I will help you, this is for grandma's sake, there will be no next time! Also, you also know that it is not worth mentioning for the Song family! Not for me Nanbei, what kind of Song family is my Nanbei?"

The second aunt got the money to save her life, her thoughts were confused, and her voice was full of unconcealed joy: "Why can't you count the Song family, even if Young Master Song treats you as a lover......" She said, suddenly paused, and seemed to realize that she had said the wrong thing, and explained hesitantly: "Gu didn't mean that......

Nanbei was so hot all over her body that she could feel the bloody breath in her throat, she said: "No need to say it again, don't call me again in the future to ask for money, and next time, I will take my grandmother ......"

The second aunt was anxious: "The old lady is reluctant to leave China, reluctant to leave our family......"

Nanbei's eyelashes drooped, he was silent for a moment, and said calmly and coldly: "In that case, I won't want grandma." ”

The second aunt was shocked: "This is unfilial ......"

Nanbei sneered, ignoring the shouts of the second aunt, and hung up the phone directly, she lay on the table, her whole body seemed to be burning, but the blood flowing in her body seemed to be cold, she laughed, she was too filial, so she would fill the Nan family endlessly over the years.

The aunts cooperated in business and owed usury again and again, and every time they threatened her with her grandmother, she thought about taking her grandmother away, not to say whether her grandmother was willing to leave or not, but to say that she was still unjustly attached to the Song family, no fixed home, no job, how could she take care of her grandmother? Let Song Qingran help? But she still had to study, and her grandmother could not live with her, and the old man and nanny life might not be happier than her following her aunts.

She also thought about ignoring her grandmother, but she couldn't do it, she had received very little warmth since she was a child, and her parents were stingy with her, but it was her grandmother who filled the gap, cooked food for her, coaxed her to sleep, and tied her pigtails.

But this is the last time......

The north and south clicked on the contact, and the fingers slid over and stopped at the three words "Song Qingran".