There is a horror scene inside everyone.

It could be the boundless wildness and towering tall woods, the endless running with the eyes of the snooping in the black.

It could be a dark parking lot, metal screeching across the walls, dotted closer.

But Qiao Jinxin's terrifying scene is the playground where the school bell is about to ring on every sunny morning.

She stumbled under her feet, and her lungs were violently dilated, and her mouth was wide open, and a lot of air was poured in, and her throat was also violently painful, with a salty smell.

The ringtone is loud.

She didn't dare to stop running on her legs, and at the end of the run was an old and indistinct face. It's no longer clear, but it's always there.

Late is hell.

Teacher Li walked over, skillfully lifted Qiao Jinxin and his schoolbag, and threw them into the corner of the wall next to the door, almost completely embedded between the wooden door frame and the gap between the wall.

When the classroom door is opened, a natural and stable triangular cage is formed.

It's not dark inside, there's light to let in. But Qiao Jinxin felt that it was getting darker and darker, and it was becoming more and more suffocating. The lungs that could have been calmed down were pinched by the suffocation, and it hurt even more.

The bell rang for the end of the morning reading class, and Qiao Jinxin's world was completely lit up again.

She instinctively cowered inward, but couldn't help but beg with gratitude.

Teacher Li looked at her for a few seconds, and these sides were particularly difficult.

Because she doesn't know what fate awaits her next.

The source of fear is unknown.

Teacher Li took it out again, and all the students were there.

It's time to show in person.

There are more than 40 piercing eyes, some of whom gloat and watch the play, some who pretend to be afraid of the same hatred of the enemy, and some who are indifferent and have nothing to do with themselves.

That is like the final verdict, the tone of the doomsday sentence, telling all her past crimes.

Being late, speaking in class, not doing homework one day, and most importantly, the results of a near monthly exam that dragged the class back, sounded contemptuous and disgusting in tone.

"As a student, I can't even do the most basic thing of not being late for school every day, what kind of school do I study!"

This last sentence of Qiao Jinxin's "coffin closure" was angry, and Mr. Li suddenly ripped off Qiao Jinxin's shoulder bear schoolbag.

This is the gift she received from her grandfather for warm encouragement after she went to middle school, and she has always cherished and cherished it.

Watching it be thrown out of the classroom like a useless rag, the school bag was full of learning utensils and books scattered all over the place.

Qiao Jinxin was dull and stood in place.

She wasn't angry or sad, she was just worried about whether she had broken her bear in the process of pulling.

Teacher Li left with the book in his arms.

She finally dared to go out and pick up her belongings, and the children who were free to move around her between classes out of the classroom were shuttling back and forth on the surface, and nothing happened on the surface.

But in fact, from this moment on, it was not only her beloved bear schoolbag that was thrown out of the classroom, but also herself.

It's all over the place.

Xingxian County has recently had news of another explosion.

Everyone is going crazy that this Gu family's Miss Sun is actually a wild species, and she is simply her dead ghost mother, who played with a ninth-rate little white face, and has a body, and she can't be born.

also has to cover up that it is not said that it is the seed of the Gu family. This Gu family is also wronged, and he has raised wild men outside for more than ten years, and he is not a grandson, otherwise he will have to lose his family property.

"Do you think this Miss Sun will be Boss Yuan's seed, if you look closely, the eyebrows and eyes are quite similar, and there is no shadow of the eldest young master at all."

"That's it, I think too! Especially those eyes, how do you say that? Cut the pupil of autumn water, I haven't seen the second one except Boss Yuan! ”

"Huh? In a few days, Fengxiang's class will come to our house to sing in the lobby again, it is said that Boss Yuan will also take the stage in person, and Miss Qiao'er will sit under the stage at that time, I don't know how to feel? ”

"It's not your turn to worry about a few of you, right?"

Qiao Jinxin happened to come to see Qiao'er with pastries, and heard it from afar, and several people were talking in front of Qiao'er's courtyard, for fear that others would not hear it.

"Are you so idle? What kind of tongue is chewing here, don't hurry up and go to work! ”

Xiuyun didn't look down on this, and after scolding her, several people scattered in a hurry, bowed their heads and didn't dare to make more mistakes, and left in a hurry.

"Qiao'er, Qiao'er? Do you want to eat cloud cake? Hot! ”

Qiao Jinxin stepped into the back room with his skirt robe.

In the room, Qiao'er sat alone.

Obviously depressed, she lowered her head and pinched her palms with her fingernails, staring at the only relic that Wang had left her on her wrist: the acacia beans strung with red strings.

"Miss your mother?"

Qiao Jinxin came over and sat down next to her and asked her softly.

"I don't want to."

Qiao'er sniffed, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was a lie.

When he looked up, his eyes were already swirling, and his tone was a little suppressed and crying.

"Little auntie, am I really a broom star?"

"What kind of nonsense?"

Qiao Jinxin rolled up his sleeves and shouted in the room.

"No, no. It's my own opinion. ”

Qiao'er pulled Qiao Jinxin's sleeve and asked her to sit down, still keeping her head down.

"Okay, Qiao'er, don't think about it in the house all day long, I'll take you out tomorrow, take a good stroll, and breathe. Come on, eat something sweet first, and you'll be happy after eating sweet! ”

As she spoke, this small piece of pastry slipped into her mouth.

This cloud cake was Qiao'er's favorite food, but now she feels sweet and greasy in her mouth, and she licks it a little lightly, so she can't put it down.

"What's the matter, don't you have an appetite?"

After sitting with Qiao'er for a while, Qiao Jinxin sighed heavily, turned around three times, and left worriedly.

Heart disease is difficult to treat.

The discussion outside the door has long entered Qiao'er's ears, at this age, she is already sensitive and loves to think a lot, and she doesn't understand it, but after returning to the Gu family that day, she began to feel restless and uncomfortable.

This one in and one out, it's all changed.

She just lives in the whispers of her subordinates, and as long as she arrives, she deliberately avoids leaving.

But the intriguing straight eyes look at her like a thorn in the back.

She didn't know how to express such pain, but endured it silently.

She then lay in bed every night, listening to the night drain ticking, and did not feel sleepy.

His eyes stared blankly at the top of the black hole.

There was already a huge whirlpool there, swirling and ready to swallow her at any moment.

She panicked helplessly, hugged her head and hit the bed barefoot, and crouched in the corner.

After being suppressed for a long time, she finally lost the ability to shout desperately, and she couldn't make a sound.

A place of silence, silence.

No matter what kind of person this Wang family is, the next generation is innocent, not to mention that this gossip has been directly spread to the child's door, Qiao Jinxin still has to ask a word or two.

It is nothing more than carrying Qiao'er behind his back, gathering everyone together, giving orders and reiterating, knocking on the side, openly and secretly, and then establishing rules, small punishments and big commandments, in order to set an example.

can't bear the yang and the yin, and it is even more difficult to block the mouth of the entire Xingxian County.

On the day of the birthday, that is really a grand event.

In front of the Gu family, they are even more shoulder to shoulder.

These people are here to celebrate their birthdays and be happy, but they seem to be busy having fun.

In the business field, it is still sent in waves, especially Mrs. Mu is the most face-saving, and the festive gift list can be dragged to the ground when it is fully unfolded and pulled out.

The housekeeper Guifu is blocking the entry of those who have not bowed to him, and at this stall, Tong Huaixin, who has not appeared for a long time, has arrived.

"Ah, Lord Tong!"

Guifu left the man behind and let the rest of the little guys take over, and he took the first step to actively come over to receive him.

"It's been a long time, and Lord Tong can't just sit down."

In the face of Guifu's high enthusiasm, Tong Huaixin was a little indifferent and detached, and his mouth was faint.

I don't have the usual smiling face.

"What is Gu Weijun busy with?"

He also no longer calls him "little cousin", and he is serious about business.

"Ah, what about the young shopkeeper entertaining guests in the front hall, is there something wrong with my lord?"

Tong Huaixin exchanged glances with Qi Yuan, who was half a step away behind him, before turning his head back and forth to Guifu.

"Don't worry, it's not too late to talk when he's done."

"Then the adults are still seated inside, the play will start soon, today is the sealing field of the Fengxiang Opera Troupe, Boss Yuan personally went into battle, and if you miss it, you will have to wait for another year."

Gui Fule introduced Tong Huaixin and invited people in.

"Oh, really?"

Hearing this gimmick, Tong Huaixin couldn't help but feel moved, no matter what happened later, it was also a good choice to enjoy it first.

Yuan Guifeng has to stay alone for a while every time he takes the stage. As usual, he spread everyone out, and he was alone in the tent.

He was dressed in glass white, drawing eyebrows and eyes in the mirror, painting carefully, not wanting a figure to suddenly break into the mirror, looking at him with a smile.

"Less shopkeeper?"

The pen on his eyebrows was unstable and fell to the ground suddenly.

"You should know this thing, Boss Yuan?"

Gu Weijun raised the red rope acacia beans in his hand.

It was a love thing that he gave to the Wang family when he was young and pregnant, but the Wang family has always been good at receiving it, but he didn't expect it to fall into the hands of Gu Weijun.

"What does it mean to have a little shopkeeper?"

Yuan Guifeng pretended to be calm, and bent down to pick up the fallen pen.

"Oh, this is what I picked up a few days ago, I remember that Boss Yuan has exactly the same one, so ask."

Gu Weijun said it cleverly, obviously he already knew it, and he deliberately didn't break it.

"Yuan doesn't know, the young shopkeeper Xu is dazzled and misremembered."

Yuan Guifeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking in his heart that after the death of this Wang family, he didn't know which waiting maid turned it out, and comforted himself.

"Oh, I remember, this is Qiao'er wearing it closely, and it seems that it was left to her by my eldest brother."

"I have to hurry up and return it to her, this child has happened so much recently, and she can't give up, and the things left by her father can still be remembered."

Gu Weijun patted his head, as if he had just remembered.

"Boss Yuan, I'm really sorry to disturb you."

Leaving these words that had to be reverie, Gu Weijun deliberately turned around and left.

"Daddy?"

Yuan Guifeng sat down on the ground, although his clothes were thin, and a lot of fine beads of sweat began to ooze from his forehead.

"Yuan Lang, if I want to give you a child, if you don't want to?"

At that time, he was still a little girl with eyebrows and eyes and tail like a pool of spring water, and she exhaled like an orchid, and he was fascinated.

He said: "Then give birth, but with my father, you want to enter the ninth rate, and you will be looked down upon for a lifetime, and you are also happy?" ”

Wang's eyes were like silk, and the bright red Kodan roamed around his slightly open and strong chest.

"That's not good, my daughter must be a human being!"

Is this rumor true?

Yuan Guifeng was paralyzed in place alone, unable to get up.