Mahkota Hospital.

The sound of "tick, tick, tick......" came from the precision instrument, and the strong smell of disinfectant water made Chu Qiao's entire stomach tighten, and he felt a pain. She inhaled, endured the stomach pain, and looked through the glass window at her frail and emaciated father on the hospital bed.

The familiar face was pale at the moment, without the slightest blood, and the eye sockets were deeply sunken. The thin body is full of all kinds of tubes. These tubes look so thin, but the cost is frighteningly high. And the money from his part-time job has long been used up......

"What are you looking at? If you see it, you will get rich? In my opinion, sooner or later, you will have to ask the doctor to remove all these tubes from his body!" A sour voice suddenly sounded in Chu Qiao's ears.

When Chu Qiao heard the voice, he was stunned, turned his head, and met Aunt Shangxue's disgusted eyes.

"Aunt Xue, don't! Dad's illness needs these tubes. Without them, his illness would only get worse faster!"

Aunt Xue lazily fanned the wind with a handkerchief, squinted at Danfeng's eyes, and looked careless: "I can't care about it! I thought that marrying this old man, Xiaoruo's life and I would be better, but I didn't expect to have such a money-losing product! No money? No money, so I pulled out all these pipes! If I die, it will be a hundred! Save us from worrying!"

Aunt Xue is Chu Qiao's stepmother, and she usually treats Chu Qiao quite well in front of her father. But whenever her father was away, Aunt Xue never gave her a good face, and let her do this and that. She can endure these, because as long as her father is happy, it doesn't matter, it really doesn't matter!

However, now that Dad is sick and needs to be taken care of, how can she leave herself so clean?

"Aunt Xue! Dad has never treated you and your sister badly! He saved his own money and gave you all the money, I don't believe you have no money at all!" Chu Qiao pursed the corners of his mouth, like a roaring little beast, but his body trembled uncontrollably.

Aunt Xue paused her hand and sneered contemptuously: "Hey! What is that little money? How can it be enough? If you are really filial, you will earn a little more money to treat your father's illness! I see you, your education and ability are quite average, this face is not bad! If you go to seduce one or two rich people, won't all the money come?"

"Aunt Xue!" how could she say such a thing?

Chu Qiao's teeth were pressed against her lips, her eyes were thick, and suddenly, she raised her arm, and as soon as she raised her hand, she gave Aunt Xue a slap, very hard, as if she had used all her strength. It doesn't matter if Aunt Xue treats her badly, but how can she not care about her father at all?

The "bang......" was loud, especially loud in the silent corridor of the ward.

"You...... What are you!" Aunt Xue covered her somewhat red and swollen face with her left hand and looked at Chu Qiao in disbelief. In the next second, her right hand was also quickly raised, and she threw it towards Chu Qiao's face with a tooth for a tooth.

It may be a louder sound than just now, but Chu Qiao didn't even hear any sound, nor did he feel any pain, he just felt a sweet smell slowly spreading in his mouth, and his left cheek was hot. I don't know, no matter how much it hurts, it's not as painful as the pain in my heart.

Aunt Xue pointed at Chu Qiao with her index finger and widened her eyes: "Hmph! Don't forget, no matter how good I am, I'm also your stepmother? If I don't teach you a lesson, do you really think you can go to heaven? If you don't have money, do you think I'll let you go home like a little?" After speaking, she glanced at Chu Qiao disdainfully and left haughtily.

Money, money, money......

Never before, like this moment, felt that money was so important.

After standing for a while, Chu Qiao moved his lips before he felt that his cheek hurt so much, and the burning pain spread little by little on his entire left cheek. The pain was so intense, but his mind was still so clear.

Chu Qiao covered his cheeks, which were swollen like steamed buns, and hot tears fell down one by one. His eyes unconsciously looked at the glass window, and the memories of a happy family of three came to mind, and his right hand was clenched into a fist.

She secretly swore in her heart: Dad, I will definitely make money to cure your illness!

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In early autumn, the leaves of the plane trees on the side of the road have begun to turn yellow, and they are scattered by the wind.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the coolness of the night was invading Chu Qiao's skin little by little, making her subconsciously shrink her shoulders and absorb the subtle warmth.

Her heart was fluctuating, she felt like a person holding driftwood in the middle of the sea, the sea was constantly rippling, but she didn't know where she would drift with the waves, let alone when she would reach shore safely. Although she secretly swore to herself in her heart, but where did she go to get so much money? Hope was so slim, Chu Qiao felt that her heart was tightly strangled by a thin steel wire when she thought of reality, and the pain was unbearable.

Chu Qiao took a deep breath, shook his head, and continued to walk in the direction of Shan Zihao's house.

After walking for a while, she walked downstairs to Shan Zihao's unit, looked up, and habitually looked at the rightmost window on the eleventh floor.

It's dark. The dark window looked so lonely and dark in the dark night under the light of the other windows.

He's not here!

Chu Qiao lowered his head, and he couldn't help but feel lost in his heart. Thinking about it, he was careless, and he didn't make a phone call to Zihao before he came, so he came to him hot-headedly. Now I run over, and it's just a no-show.

Chu Qiao brushed his bangs that were blown by the wind, and was about to turn around, but when he left, he heard two voices coming from not far away.

"Zihao, no, don't! you're so bad!"

"I'm bad! Okay, I'll listen to you, I'll show you the bad!"

They obviously deliberately lowered their voices, but the slightly excited voice was clearly heard by Chu Qiao word for word. She clenched her hands, her knuckles slightly white, and the blood rushed to the top of her head almost instantly.

Zihao? Is it Zihao? Maybe it's just the same name? But that voice is all too familiar to her.

Obviously, only a few seconds have passed, but for Chu Qiao, it seems like centuries have passed, and tears have already uncontrollably slipped down the corners of his eyes. She inhaled and turned abruptly to look at the lingering man and woman.

I thought that with psychological preparation, it shouldn't be too sad to look at it again.

But when he really saw it, at that moment, Chu Qiao felt as if the sky was about to fall. Zihao kissed affectionately with a strange woman, intertwining his lips selflessly, as if the whole world was just him and her. As for her, she is obviously his nominal girlfriend, but at the moment it seems redundant. The only thing she could do was to watch them silently.

Tears flowed freely on her face, she wanted to question him, she wanted to ask him what all this was for, how did it become like this? However, Chu Qiao just lowered her head, forced herself to turn around, and strode out of here.

Chu Qiao wanted the answer, but she was afraid to know the answer. Besides, what can he do if he knows? What, nothing can be changed! He has fallen in love with someone else, and he doesn't love her anymore, so even if he does anything else, what's the use?

Chu Qiao started to stride and gradually began to run. She ran as hard as she could. Run, get out of here. It seems that this is the only way to alleviate the pain in my heart.

In a hurry, she bumped into a passerby who couldn't dodge next to her.

"You don't have long eyes, you can't walk long, hurry to reincarnate!" cursed the passerby.

After hearing this, Chu Qiao was not angry, but on the contrary, the corners of his mouth hooked up a self-deprecating smile. Laugh, scold, she really has nothing left today.

At this moment, as if even the heavens didn't think Chu Qiao was pitiful enough, the inky night sky began to rain sparsely, but in the blink of an eye, the rain instantly became heavier, and the rain fell densely from the sky.

This rain was like the last straw that pressed on Chu Qiao's body, making her grief gush out of her heart at once.

"Zi, Zihao doesn't want me anymore, he really doesn't want me anymore. Dad, and Dad, what should I do, how can I make a lot of money......" Chu Qiao was tired of running, slowed down, whispered, and trembled unconsciously.

The rain wet her face, and under the cover of the night, there were no tears on the girl's face.