Chapter 3: Daddy

"Good daughter, good daughter"

In a daze, Ling Jingshu seemed to hear her father's voice. Daddy...

She opened her eyes, and in front of her was her father's magnified face, who was patting Ling Jingshu's shoulder with his hand.

Ling Jingshu sat up violently, looking around in a panic, this was a pink pink room, pink bed, sheets, sofa, dresser, even the walls and floor were pink.

"Get up soon, little slacker." Ling Jingshu's father sat on the edge of the bed and shouted.

"Daddy?" Ling Jingshu's mind was still confused. It felt as if I had forgotten something, but I couldn't remember it. I always feel like I shouldn't be here when I wake up. But this is my home, if not here, where should it be?

"Well, get up. Hurry up and pack up. Your Uncle Li asked Tingting to come and hang out with you today. Daddy is going out today to talk about business. You go back to your cottage early in the evening to stay. Got it? ”

Uncle Li is his father's right-hand man, and Tingting is his daughter.

Yes! I remembered that it was today, the day I died. yes, shouldn't I be dead? Looks like you've crossed over? How did you get back to the morning of the day?

Last time today, I would go shopping with Tingting for dinner, drink afternoon tea and chat, everything was the same as before, but in the evening, Tingting said that it was too boring to go home alone, so we went to the bar street together. Then, just when Tingting was dancing her body on the stage, her eyes were confused. I was taken away by someone covering my mouth, and I kept looking at her, but I couldn't speak, in fact, in that environment, even if that person didn't cover my mouth, I couldn't hear her no matter how much I screamed.

I was quickly taken out of the bar and into a van at the back door. throughout the process. These people did not say a word, nor did they have any expression. I started to get scared, in terms of the experience of being kidnapped or watching kidnappings since I was a child. If they don't cover my eyes, they are not afraid that I will see them. In other words, they didn't want me to go back.

Sure enough, I ended up being taken to a room. Strapped to a chair and sitting behind that kind of controllable glass. I could clearly see two people sitting on the other side of the glass. One of them was my father, and I wanted to call for help, but my mouth was shut. They didn't seem to be able to hear it, they looked like they were talking about a deal. It's probably an extremely unfair deal for Daddy. For I saw my father's face getting darker and darker. Just as he was about to leave angrily. The glass in front of me was opened, and the man behind me pushed me out. I saw Daddy's nervousness, Daddy's compromise. But that man ended up killing me with one shot.

But now, I'm back. I came back to life. I will never allow this to happen again.

"I'm tired today and don't want to go out with Tingting. I'll go straight to the cottage. ”

The cottage is a secret room in the family's villa. Except for Ling Jingshu and his father who knew about his existence, even the servants who lived in this villa didn't know. Ling Jingshu hates it the most, because every time she goes there, it's because of her father's damn business, and she worries about Ling Jingshu's safety. It's all decorated in black and white, with only a little light, barely visible, like a haunted house

Daddy gave me a surprised look, and he knew I hated it.

"It's okay, just let Tingting accompany you, so that my baby daughter will be bored alone."

While eating breakfast, Ling Jingshu still felt a little uneasy. Until the maid of the house came over.

"Miss, Miss Tingting is at the door."

"Let her in."

Then I saw a girl in a white dress walking in through the door. Those eyes were inherited from her mother, big and bright. She looked so ladylike in every move.

After the maid left, she winked mischievously at me.

"Let's go"

What a lovely girl. I really can't imagine how such a cunning Uncle Li could raise such a simple and lovely daughter.

"I'm not going shopping today, you can accompany me to a place."

"Okay, it's all up to you"

We held hands and went out the door. I didn't ask for a driver, I personally drove her to the cemetery.

She looked at me strangely.

"Is it any special day?"

"It's not a special day, it's just that I miss my mom and want to come and see her." After worshipping her mother, Ling Jingshu took Li Tingting back home, playing games and watching movies at home until dark. When the hand points to ten o'clock. Ling Jingshu took Li Tingting to the bathroom of the room.

When Li Tingting saw that the full-length mirror on the wall in the bathroom could still be opened, and there were still stairs going down, she looked at me in surprise. I said take her down and she said she was scared. We spent a lot of time there before she went down with me. I told her where it came from, to show my trust in her. Then we started chatting with each other.

I just want to mix it up. It's just past eleven o'clock tonight. I won't be taken away by those people, and I will be able to live. This chamber is like a tortoise's shell. I can only pray now. The shell will not be peeled off.

Time passes little by little. At eleven o'clock. My shell was still broken.

Or those people, they took me away. Tingting stood next to her and laughed. There were just the two of us here. She didn't have to pretend she couldn't see me anymore.

Yes, if I can't see that she pretended not to see now, then I'm really stupid and hopeless. But I trust her so much. I thought that the relationship between our two families was a cold relationship, and there could be no betrayal.

I just didn't think about human desires.

The rest of the itinerary has not changed. This time, I saw Uncle Lee standing behind my dad when I died, smiling coldly. But they covered my mouth. I was tied to a chair and there was no way to tell my dad, be careful.

Darkness strikes again.

Heaven gave me the opportunity to be born again, and I didn't cherish it. I'm still dead. That's fate. I can't fight for my death.

until they lose consciousness.