Josnian's eyes were even colder. [Full text reading. 】

It seems that there are quite a few talkative people.

Ye Jiaqi didn't believe that her father was dead, she only believed in the truth.

"Master Qiao, will you give me back all my mother's things? There are many photo albums, jewelry, and albums, and she loves to draw, especially the blue enchantress, and her paintings are very beautiful, and she loves me very much. ”

Ye Jiaqi looked at Qiao Sinian pleadingly.

In front of this honorable, cold man, she had no choice.

She could only beg him.

"How do I know where your mother's things are, Ye Jiaqi, don't be unreasonable." Josnian stared at her.

"Don't you really know?" Ye Jiaqi also looked at him.

Looking at each other, there was a cold chill.

The air temperature plummets.

The living room was deserted.

Does he really not know?

Josnian sneered, apparently dismissing to answer the question.

"What about Zuo Pingkun? Did you hide him? I have something to ask him, can you help me find it? Ye Jiaqi looked at him pleadingly.

"I'm not idle enough to mind strangers." There was a cloud of annoyance in Qiao Sinian's chest, "Ye Jiaqi, if you don't leave, I'll drive people away!" ”

His tone was fierce and cold.

After speaking, Qiao Sinian took the suit on the sofa and walked straight upstairs.

Little by little, his back moved away.

Ye Jiaqi looked upstairs blankly, his eyes refused to leave, and his footsteps did not move.

The air was suddenly silent, and only the footsteps of Josnian could be heard.

The crystal lamp exudes a faint light, and the tranquil light falls silently on the ground.

Ye Jiaqi's hands were trembling.

Her eyes were blank and confused.

Suddenly, he stood on the second floor and paused, but did not turn around, his back to her.

Ye Jiaqi thought he wanted to say something to her, and moved his lips.

"Ye Jiaqi, do you have to go to the United States?" There was a chill in his voice.

Ye Jiaqi moved his eyelids and didn't say anything.

The answer is obvious.

Qiao Sinian didn't speak again, the corners of his lips pulled up a mocking arc, and walked indifferently to his bedroom.

There was silence in the living room.

The soles of Ye Jiaqi's feet were weak, and he suddenly couldn't distinguish the direction.

The lines in my head are still messy when I cut them.

The truth is long overdue.

Ms. Zuo was not her biological father, Ms. Josnian said, and her father was dead.

She has nothing more to ask, does she?

However, this is not the case, Fang Ya said clearly

Her skull was dull and painful, and Fang Ya's voice sounded in her ears, gentle and cold.

Ye Jiaqi rubbed his temples and left Qiao's house with his bag on his back.

How to get here, how to go.

When you come, the sun is shining, and when you leave, the evening breeze is cool.

It's already nine o'clock in the night, and it's not too late to say it's late, and it's not too early to say it's early.

Ye Jiaqi grabbed the strap of his backpack and walked on the familiar road with his head down.

The road was so quiet that there was no sound, and she could even hear the chirping of insects in the grass.

Chirp, chirp

Knowing that he wouldn't tell him anything, what else did she do.

Waited a day.

Just like those twelve years, she waited for him for twelve years.

But no matter what the truth is, she won't give up.

Ye Jiaqi walked along the side of the road, and the street lights stretched her shadow.

In the past, she loved to jump on this road, because the diamond-shaped floor tiles on the side of the road were very interesting.

Tonight, under the blend of moonlight and street lights, she is also jumping step by step.

One, two, three or four squares