Faced with Song Qianqian's directness, Lu Zihao didn't know how to answer for the first time.

"Zihao, I've known you for so long, I can tell if you're telling the truth or lying. I know my mother's mobile phone, because there are three heart-shaped rhinestones pasted on the back of the mobile phone, which means that I and you and Sihao love for my mother. Unless the person who sent you the courier knows this, how could there be three heart-shaped rhinestones in the same place as your mobile phone in your pocket. ”

Seeing that Lu Zihao didn't speak, Song Qianqian continued: "Zihao, take it out and let me take a look." But whether the outcome is good or bad, I have the right to know. ”

Song Qianqian looked at Lu Zihao directly, her bright eyes were full of determination.

"Shallow, I ......" Lu Zihao's face was a little embarrassed.

After a long time, he sighed deeply, "Okay, I'll show you, but you have to promise me that you have to calm down." ”

"Mom has already been tied up once, and besides, on the way back today, I am ready for her to be tied up again. ”

"But this time, it turned out to be much worse than you thought. ”

"What do you mean?"

Song Qianqian's heart followed Lu Zihao's words, and he pulled it even harder.

"See for yourself, you're right, you have the right to know the truth. ”

Lu Zihao helped Song Qianqian sit on the sofa, looked at her deeply, and then slowly took out the phone from his pocket. It was handed to Song Qianqian's hand.

Song Qianqian hurriedly took the mobile phone, and listening to Lu Zihao's words, her heart was even more flustered and terrifying.

Her hand trembled and swiped several times, but she didn't scratch the screen lock on her mother's phone screen.

In the end, it was with the help of Lu Zihao that the phone screen was unlocked.

As the screen lock was unlocked, what caught his eye was a group photo of their family of five from their hometown hospital, Song Qianqian remembered that this was taken in the hospital ward when his father was about to die.

Unexpectedly, after so much time, my mother still remembers, and it is also set to the mobile phone screen.

Song Qianqian's heart was sad for a while, looking at the photo of her father's thin body, she didn't know what kind of mood her mother felt every time she saw this photo.

Thinking of this, her eyes moistened, and her eyes blurred when she looked at her phone.

Song Qianqian picked up the tissue on the side, gently wiped his tears, took a deep breath, and opened the video in his mobile phone.

Looking at everything in the video, Song Qianqian's hand holding the phone became tighter and tighter. Until the tips of the fingers are red, as if blood is about to ooze out.

"Shallow, if you want to cry, you can cry. ”

Lu Zihao kept looking at Song Qianqian, but when he saw her silent, her eyes glued to the phone screen, he was suddenly scared.

He had never seen such a calm Song Qianqian, he thought she would cry and make a fuss, but he didn't expect her to say nothing at any time.

Facing such an unusually calm Song Qianqian, Lu Zihao hoped that she could cry and make a fuss.

"Zihao, send someone to bring my mother back, she has been afraid of water since she was a child, because of sexual water, she has never even gone to the pool in her life, and now she is alone in the river, she must be very afraid. ”

Song Qianqian held the mobile phone on his chest and hugged it tightly with both hands.

"Shallow ......"

Looking at such a calm Song Qianqian, Lu Zihao's heart was very scared.

"Xiao Liu, take someone to the riverside quickly. ”

Xiao Liu looked at the expressions of the two of them, and had already guessed something in his heart, he nodded and walked out quickly.

"Zihao, if you have something to do, you can go and get busy, you don't have to accompany me here. ”

Song Qianqian stood up and walked upstairs with his mobile phone.

Although Song Qianqian did not shed a single tear from beginning to end, Lu Zihao understood that her heart must be extremely painful.

It's just that because it hurts so much, she even forgot to shed tears!

Looking at Song Qianqian's lonely back, Lu Zihao's heart was also like someone had cut a hole with a knife, and someone sprinkled a layer of salt on the bloody wound.

I can't find any words to describe the taste.

Perhaps, at this time, Song Qianqian needs to calm down.

Lu Zihao poured a glass of warm water and walked towards the upstairs room with it in his hand.

Pushing the door in, I looked at the empty room, only the bed was a cut above. Song Qianqian lay on the bed and didn't even take off his shoes.

Lu Zihao walked in gently, put the water cup on the table, didn't say anything, didn't do anything, just sat obediently on the sofa next to him.

He couldn't replace the discomfort in Song Qianqian's heart, so he could only accompany her silently in this way.

Soon, the room slowly darkened, and the street lights were faintly lit in the garden outside the window.

The light outside the window shone in and reflected on Song Qianqian's face, and her long eyelashes, illuminated by the dim street lamp, were reflected on her face like a big fan.

If it weren't for her swaying eyelashes, Lu Zihao would have almost fallen asleep with her.

"Shallow, are you hungry? You haven't eaten at noon, I'll go and ask someone to cook some porridge for you, right?"

Lu Zihao knew that she wouldn't have any appetite at this time, but even so, he still had to ask.

Song Qianqian lay on the bed, not moving, so it looked like she was really asleep.

Lu Zihao had already guessed that this would be the result, he sighed silently, and was ready to continue to sit back on the sofa and accompany Song Qianqian.

"Chief's ......"

Xiao Liu's voice sounded outside the door, listening to his voice, he was sullen, he should have just cried.

Lu Zihao glanced at Song Qianqian on the bed worriedly, and she didn't move. Lu Zihao stood up, walked to the door lightly, opened the door and walked out.

"How's it going?

Xiao Liu's face was sad, his eyes were already red from crying, and even his nose was red like a clown in a circus.

"Chief, Ah ...... Auntie found it. ”

Lu Zihao nodded, looked at Xiao Liu, who was about to cry, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder, "Xiao Liu, bear with it, let's go down." ”

Song Qianqian was lying on the bed, and the moment Lu Zihao closed the door, her eyes also opened.

Zhidao sat up with her arms, probably because she held a position for a long time, and her whole body was numb.

She heard everything Lu Zihao and Xiao Liu said outside the door.

She wasn't asleep, she just didn't want to move or talk.

She leaned on the head of the bed, holding herself tightly with both hands, the shoes on her feet had been taken off by Lu Zihao, and the quilt that was originally covering her body also fell to the side with her movements.

She stared out the window blankly, at the bright moon in the night sky, such a beautiful night, her mother could no longer see it.

Thinking of this, Song Qianqian's heart was like a big stone blocked, and it was uncomfortable for her to breathe.

Now, even her mother has left her, and she still uses such a cruel method.

Song Qianqian looked at the bright moon in the night sky, like a searchlight with an incomparably large wattage hanging on a large black cloth, and from a distance, he still felt very dazzling.

Her mother, her lovely and hardworking mother, was killed by Cui Lao's men today, and she wouldn't just give up.

She wants revenge, she wants to kill Cui Lao, and kill the yellow hair who is arrogant and domineering in the video.

In the past, she always thought that others would treat her as she would have treated her.

Even if she endured it again and again, her poor mother hadn't been killed by those bad people.

Mom didn't know anything, but she died so inexplicably.

But from today onwards, she wants to change. She would do unto others as they would have treated her.

At that moment, her stomach suddenly moved.

Song Qianqian was stunned for a moment, and lowered his head to look at his stomach. His hands were also gently placed on it.

Then, his stomach was kicked again, and this time, Song Qianqian really felt it.

"Baby, are you sad too?"

Song Qianqian put his hands on his stomach, and the tears in his eyes that had been endured for a long time flowed down with these words.

"Baby, grandma hasn't come yet, take a look at you, she's gone, mom is very sad now, and she feels so uncomfortable that she can't breathe. ”

Song Qianqian smashed his heart with one hand, as if he couldn't pull out his heart with uncomfortable hatred.

"Babies, what should I do? My heart hurts, it hurts, it hurts......"

Song Qianqian covered her heart and cried uncomfortably, now she looks like she is scratching her ears and cheeks, but no matter what she does, her mind is so painful that she can't breathe.

Crying and crying, Song Qianqian's eyes darkened, and he suddenly fell on the carpet next to the bed.

The room was pitch black, only the hazy moonlight outside the window sprinkled on Song Qianqian's body on the ground.

In the living room, Lu Zihao sat on the sofa, and Xiao Liu and several people in black stood aside with heavy faces.

"Zihao, we're here. ”

With the sound from the door, Lu Zihao looked up and saw that Mo Ling was pushing a wheelchair, Ye Xiaodi was sitting in the wheelchair, followed by Lai Ting and Wang Hao, they also looked dignified.

"Xiao Di, you are just a little better, why are you here?" Lu Zihao raised his head and glared at Mo Ling, with some complaint in his eyes: "Mo Ling, you are too nonsense, hurry up and send Xiao Di back." ”

Lu ...... Big brother, don't blame Brother Mo, I asked him to bring me here. I'm not worried about shallow......"

When Ye Xiaodi said this, his eyes were red, and he couldn't say the words in his mouth in a choked voice.

"Lu Zihao, where is she?"

Lai Ting looked worried, looking at Lu Zihao sitting on the sofa, her tone was not much better. She came because she was worried about shallowness, and as for Lu Zihao's situation, she didn't bother to care.

This person is a scourge, and since he was with him, he has always been hurt. Now it's okay, even Aunt Song was killed by him.

"She's resting upstairs, but I think you'd better let her be quiet at this point. ”

dared to call him by his name like this, except for Song Qianqian, there was only her.

"What am I supposed to do, it's not your turn yet. Lu Zihao, can you please handle your own affairs in the future? Don't let others get hurt again because of your affairs!"