Every time she reviewed it, Song Qiaoyin's whole body was full of flesh and blood as if she had been tortured by Ling Chi, and her heart was like a knife cut and she was sweating profusely. She reminded herself of this pain that only when it hurts can she feel that she is still a person who breathes.

Thinking of their collective deception, of their disgusting behavior, of the soup she had drunk into her stomach that she thought was "love", her stomach began to churn, and the uncontrollable nausea hit, and she knelt there and kept retching, but she couldn't vomit anything.

There were only a lot of tears, cheap rushing out of the eyes, uncontrollable.

She was tired and fell on her back on the grass.

There was no starlight in the sky, no moon, only a street lamp glowing yellow on the road in the distance.

Rolling thunder sounded in the sky, and as the summer drew to a close, it seemed to want to blow up a fruitful autumn.

She rubbed her face, which had been washed with tears several times, and used her palm to relieve the tension on her cheeks after the tears dried.

A wounded heart began to slowly calm down.

At this moment, she wants to take a mirror to look at herself, to take a picture of this fool who was deceived by the whole world, and always remember this deceived face.

Always remember this lesson and tell yourself not to trust anyone anymore and not to accept that others are good to you for no reason.

Because there is no such thing as a free lunch, the generous treatment you enjoy will have to be doubled back one day.

Give it back in ways you can't think of, in ways you don't want to return.

She buried her head in her knees, thinking about nothing, thinking about everything.

Her sweet dream is like a soap bubble maliciously punctured by someone with a needle, what should she do in the future?

The faces of the Peng family appeared in front of him.

Behind every smile is a deceitful grimace.

She thought of her father, the person who was connected to her blood, why was he so cruel, and he had been cooperating with the Peng family to create a big conspiracy since she was 10 years old.

Don't you want her bone marrow?

Isn't it just that she has done so many things and told so many lies just to make her willingly sacrifice her bone marrow?

Think beautifully.

They made her dreams come true, and she wanted to make them completely desperate.

Thinking of this, she swept away her previous decadence, like a patient who has returned to the light, and suddenly became more energetic.

She got up from the grass, tried to find her way, and it took her a long time to figure out where it was, and she walked back to the main road and ran in the direction of her home.

The lights at home were dim, proving that Song Guoguo had not returned home yet.

She opened the door of the house, went directly into her room, poured all the books in her schoolbag on the bed, took out two changes of clothes and underwear from the cabinet, took off the dirty white skirt on her body, changed into jeans and a black T-shirt, opened the drawer and turned out the living expenses sent by her mother, and stuffed them into the schoolbag.

Before leaving the door, she looked at herself in front of the mirror.

The girl in the mirror looked stubborn and arrogant, her eyes were red and swollen, and her eyes shone with a dark light, cold and indifferent.

She looked at her jet-black bun and told herself that she had to cut it short when she got there, and now this hairstyle was just as a joke as her people.

Staring at the man in the mirror, she suddenly felt a visceral disgust.

She changed her mind and didn't want to remember this face that was easily deceived. If only she could change her face, seeing it reminded her of this nightmare of being fooled.

The news of Song Qiaoyin's running away from home did not go away.

The first to panic was naturally the Peng family.

Because in more than half a year, Song Qiaoyin will reach her 18th birthday, and at that time she meets the age limit for transplanting hematopoietic stem cells, and she can donate hematopoietic stem cells to Peng Huan, and there is hope for Peng Huan to be treated.

However, at a critical moment, things messed up.

The Peng brothers and sisters naturally guessed that the two of them were the initiators of this turmoil.

Song Qiaoyin must have heard the quarrel between the two before she guessed the truth of the matter.

When a circle of people came back and everyone found nothing, Peng Huan couldn't control her emotions anymore, hugged her mother and cried.

"What to do? Mom, what now? There's no news from my aunt, am I going to die? If Song Qiaoyin refuses to donate bone marrow to me, will I not be able to live? Mom, I don't want to die. Woowoowoo......"

Peng Huan cried breathlessly, obviously frightened by Song Qiaoyin's sudden disappearance.

Just like what she said to Song Qiaoyin in the studio, Song Qiaoyin is really her light and her hope to live. Now that the only source of fire is gone, she can only wait for death.

Peng's parents were so crying that she lost their sense of proportion, and Peng Zhan sat guilty in the corner of the sofa without saying a word.

It was Song Guoguo who said a word and reminded everyone.

"I think that stinky girl must have gone to her mother. Think about how old she is, you don't know anywhere, except where Jizhou can go. ”

Peng Zhan's father frowned and pondered: "The airport, the railway station, and the long-distance bus station have all sent people to find it, if this child goes to her mother's place, she must always choose a means of transportation." But there's not even a figure, and you say she won't leave here yet. ”

"Peng Zhan, you have been together since you were a child, did Qiaoyin tell you about the place you particularly want to go." He asked his son, who had been silent.

Peng Zhan heard someone call him, and then he sighed as if he had just woken up from a dream. Then, he shook his head again: "I don't know. ”

Of course, he didn't know Song Qiaoyin's whereabouts, because he had never listened to her carefully. Even if she said that there was something she longed for, he wouldn't remember it.

There was no other way, Peng Zhan's father commanded the employees in the company to surround all directions, and Song Guoguo rushed to Jizhou with people, hoping that there would always be a team of people who could find Song Qiaoyin.

If his cash cow is lost, there is no hope for him to live.

And Song Qiaoyin, who was far away, had already left the scene of chickens flying and dogs jumping behind.

At this moment, she is successfully evading their pursuit and riding a northbound train in pursuit of what she longs for most.

If it weren't for her impromptu intentions, when the Peng family and her father Song Guoguo didn't react, they came to the train station, and it is estimated that they would have been arrested by them by now.

She didn't get a ticket, so she had to stand.

Even after standing like this, she felt that the air far away from home was fresh and fascinating.

Fortunately, it was not the Spring Festival or homecoming season, and she occupied a position at the junction of the carriages where she could see the scenery. Along the way, she leaned there, staring intently at the speeding scenery outside the car window.

In fact, there is a large area of darkness outside, and there are few places where you will pass by with lights.

She was immersed in the darkness, not knowing what to do with the future.

Someone came up to her and asked her if she was tired, and said that there was an empty seat over there to sit.

Song Qiaoyin, who was already a frightened bird, hugged her schoolbag tightly and shook her head violently.

She declined all the kindness of strangers, and she did not accept anyone's approach.

Through this incident, she understood a truth, no one in this world can be trusted, only on her own.

At dawn the next day, she walked into Kyoto for the first time in the morning mist with the crowd.

Years later, Yu Bai told her that he had already paid attention to her by then. In this life, she is destined to have a relationship with him.

At this time, Song Qiaoyin didn't know that the red silk thread representing marriage in her hand moved in Yue Lao's hand, and she and him met unexpectedly in a strange city...... But it passed by.

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