In the dimly lit room, the man frowned, looking at the fragments on the screen over and over again.

It seems that no matter how it changes, it will still return to the original point, right?

Qu Heshen took a deep breath and pressed the video.

Although he was ready for all the way back, he also understood the powerlessness of being dragged by fate.

Qu Heshen didn't intend to stop this, in other words, he was looking forward to it happening.

has experienced thousands of worlds, stopped and killed Xu Duqiu, but found that only Song Yuanxiang's participation can bring things back to the "right track" and make a turnaround.

He reluctantly lit a cigarette, recalling the scenes in every world where Song Yuanxiang killed him.

*

Song Yuanxiang finally got his wish and made an appointment with Mr. Huahua.

She took a sip of coffee and said cautiously: "Mr. Huahua, my affairs have been too troublesome for the company recently." “

Huahua always looks like he is smiling but not smiling: "Song Yuanxiang, it's called Song Yuanxiang, right?" ”

Song Yuanxiang nodded.

Huahua always saw that Song Yuanxiang was so restrained, but she smiled even more: "Don't be so restrained, speaking of which, your mother and I are still old friends." ”

Song Yuanxiang pretended to be surprised: "No, is it true?" ”

His smile faded slightly: "Song Yuanxiang, did someone say that your expression is fake?" ”

"Hehehehehehe." Song Yuanxiang smiled awkwardly but politely.

"Tell me, what are you looking for me?"

Huahua always picked up Xu Duqiu's magazine and flipped through it casually.

Song Yuanxiang organized the language and said: "That's the case, since they are all smart people, then open the skylight and say something." Now I'm just Song Yuanxiang, the daughter of Song Youjiao, not an artist under your Huahua head office. ”

He seemed to be satisfied, and nodded: "Well, yes, a smart person." Okay, you say, what's the matter? ”

Huahua always changed to an easy-going sitting posture and looked at Song Yuanxiang with some expectation.

Song Yuanxiang took a deep breath and showed a slightly worried look: "I think my parents have something to hide from me, and they never let me know." I know you're old friends with my mom, so I'd like to ask you to help me get a look. ”

"You're welcome." Huahua was always a little surprised by Song Yuanxiang's confession and self-familiarity.

She smiled kindly, "Well, my mom said you were one of her best friends. Since you are her friend, you are also the elder I respect the most. ”

A complicated look flashed in Huahua's eyes, smiled silently, and motioned for her to continue: "What do you want me to do?" ”

"You just have to go and find out, and catch up as old friends."

Huahua was noncommittal, and after taking a sip of tea, she asked Song Yuanxiang: "Did your mother tell you about our previous incident?" ”

Song Yuanxiang's heart sank, it was bad.

But after all, she was a ghost who had been in the space of the space-time department for twenty or thirty years and had lived in the palace, so how could the expression she wanted to hide be noticed by others.

She was not in a hurry, and said in the same tone as before: "That's not true, it's just that she has your photo in her album, I was still young at the time, and when I asked my mother, she answered me, saying that it was her old friend." ”

"That photo at that time was very similar to yours, but I didn't dare to recognize you, and I only remembered what you just said."

Huahua always thought that this little girl should be really simple, maybe she has been in the mall for a long time, and everyone looks like a delicate person. He shook his head and laughed self-deprecatingly.

"I'll ask for it, it just so happens that I haven't seen her in years."

Huahua always said: "I remember that your mother is very strict with people and things, and you are usually influenced by her, right?" ”

This Song Yuanxiang has something to say.

The original body not only did not inherit the advantages of the Song family couple, but also inherited the shortcomings to be better. Although Song's mother is strict with her in terms of homework, Song Yuanxiang, who is in her original body, has done her homework well, and the rest are impulsive and irrational.

She smiled and said nothing, but did not answer.

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Tonight, the moon is hazy.

Song Youjiao personally poured wine for Mr. Huahua: "I haven't seen you for many years, Brother Hua." ”

Song Chen rolled his eyes at Mr. Huahua and drank by himself.

Huahua always saw Song Chen deflated, and she was so happy: "I remember that you were very high-spirited at that time." ”

Song Chen didn't reply to him, glanced at Song Youjiao, and continued to drink.

Seeing the attitude of his parents, Song Yuanxiang also roughly understood some of the situation, and behaved obediently and skillfully to be a transparent child next to him.

"Yuan Xiang, say hello to your Uncle Hua."

Song Yuanxiang, who was named by Song Youjiao, smiled: "Uncle Huahua is good." ”

"Kill your child, Uncle Hua."

Before Song Yuanxiang could speak, Huahua always stopped: "Eh, this is not to blame Song Yuanxiang." I was nicknamed Mr. Huahua outside, and everyone called me that. ”

Song Chen rarely accosted: "Of course you can't blame my daughter, you can pay back the sins you created." ”

Huahua's old face was horizontal: "You talk a lot." ”

Song Chen ignored the chief daughter of Huahua, turned to Song Yuanxiang and said, "Eat more meat, see your boss starve you and lose weight."

This......

Song Yuanxiang finally picked up a piece of meat under Song Chen's watchful eye and sent it to his mouth: "It's delicious, it's delicious." ”

Song Youjiao glared at Song Chen, and asked Huahua, "How is Kefu?" ”

Huahua's face sank slightly, and then quickly returned to his original state, and responded with a smile: "Kefu is okay, let's eat first." ”

Song Yuanxiang wondered: Who is Kefu?

This meal was quite frightening, Song Chen went to the study as soon as he finished eating, ignoring Mr. Huahua, and Song Yuanxiang also entered his room to plan the kidnapping in order to know the opportunity of the cliché.

Only Song Youjiao and Mr. Huahua were left in the living room.

Song Youjiao's smile narrowed slightly: "Let's talk about it, it's definitely not just about reminiscing about me." ”

Huahua always said: "You are still so smart. I originally wanted to come to you myself, but I didn't expect your daughter to be one step ahead of me. ”

"Xiangxiang?" Song and Jiao were surprised.

Huahua always nodded: "But your daughter is quite simple." I thought that you and Song Chen's daughter should be very scheming. ”

Song Youjiao's face turned slightly pale: "Brother Hua said he laughed." However, what is Xiangxiang looking for you? ”

"It's not a big deal, it's just that she thinks you two have been hiding something from her lately, just a child."

Song Youjiao breathed a sigh of relief and didn't continue to ask.

Huahua always took a sip of tea, and her eyes were slightly deep.

He teased, "Nothing really happened, right?" Seeing that the couple has been quite busy recently, they can pretend to be okay in front of Song Yuanxiang and commute to work on time, they are really good parents. ”

Song Youjiao's face sank: "Brother Hua is laughing again." ”

She understands it, and now she can't even hide the itinerary from Mr. Huahua, and it is estimated that he knows a little bit about it.

Huahua always said: "You are stubborn, and you never bow your head to others." If you had begged earlier, that would not have happened. ”

"That's enough." Song and Jiao broke out.

In an instant, the arrogance disappeared again. She knew that she had no position and no ability and general theory, and it was indeed her fault in the first place.

"It's not too early, I don't have a good leg, so I won't send you personally."

Song Youjiao turned his back, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Huahua didn't say anything, kept her signature smile and walked to the door, and then politely led the door.

Song Youjiao only felt a heart attack, and sat on the chair for a long time and couldn't calm down.

*

More than twenty years ago

"A senior high school girl from Hengyou High School fell from the top floor of the teaching building and died at the scene, and the police have now intervened in the investigation."

The middle-aged woman was a little surprised when she watched the live TV, isn't this the school her daughter attends?

She hurriedly wiped her hands and shouted to the inner room: "With Jiao, with Jiao? ”

Impatiently out of the back room, a young girl in the prime of her life, dressed in a somewhat ill-fitting school uniform, asked the woman, "What are you doing?" I'm doing my homework. ”

Although the middle-aged woman was anxious, she still slowed down her voice: "Mom saw the news that a girl in your school jumped off the building, and she was a little worried about you." Don't stress too much on the big weekend, pay more attention to rest. ”

At that time, Song Youjiao was not surprised when she heard this, and a trace of complicated emotions crossed her eyes: "I don't have anything, don't worry about it." ”

With that, he went back to the house without looking back.

Song Youjiao closed the door in a little panic, and then wanted to pretend to be calm and write homework.

She was originally a student who skipped a grade, and if she didn't work harder than others, she wouldn't be able to keep up.

But when she thought of what she had seen before, she couldn't calm down.

She laughed at herself: "Song Youjiao, how old are you, why do you have to come out if you are not capable of protecting yourself." ”

However, the more she didn't think about that image, the more it came to her mind.

She also seemed to see Zhang Hefu's bloodstained face smiling grimly at her.

"Smack!"

The door was suddenly opened, Song Youjiao was startled, and only then did she realize that it was her mother, so she said angrily: "What are you doing?" I said I was going to learn. ”

The woman sighed: "You Jiao, you really should change your impulsive nature, and I don't know who to follow." ”

"Get out!"

She has always listened to her daughter's words, and she didn't dare to say anything, but she explained: "I heard others say that the girl is in your class, this senior year of high school is really stressful, if you can't stand it, don't do stupid things, it's good to come back and suspend school." ”

"Okay, I got it."

Song and Jiao's world finally quieted down for a while.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door, and Song Youjiao was impatient: "Is it enough?" ”

Opening the door, a blue figure stunned her.

The woman poured a glass of milk for Song Youjiao, and then poured water for the police who came here.

Song Youjiao sat on the sofa with eyes and noses, not looking at the police.

One of the older policemen spoke first: "Song Youjiao, don't be afraid, the uncles are here to find out about the situation." ”

"Just say whatever you ask, I'm going to study after asking."

The policemen looked at each other for a moment: "If you ask a question you don't want to answer, you can choose not to answer, you know?" ”

"Hmm."

"Do you know Zhang Hefu?"

"Yes, classmate."

"How's your relationship with her?"

"No, high school is not the time to make friends."

"Did you sense anything unusual about her?"

Song Youjiao's fingers trembled, and he continued to answer expressionlessly: "No." ”

The older one saw her subtle movements and comforted, "It's okay, you know what to tell us." ”

"I don't know."

The two glanced at each other, asked some more questions, and then returned in vain.

Song Youjiao breathed a sigh of relief and said to her mother, "Don't pour me milk next time." "It's disgusting to watch.

Again he went back to his room without looking back.