Qiao Jing's palms were broken, and her knees were bruised, but fortunately, she had been pampered for half her life, her physique was superior, and her injuries were not serious, so she was carried back to Baohaitang as she wished.

After treating the wound and being handed a glass of hot milk, Qiao Jing took a sip, but she was still distracted, and she couldn't see the girl with a bright red birthmark on her face.

Like, it's so similar, it's exactly the same!

Even the age is about the same.

How can there be such a thing in the world?

"Auntie, your foot is sprained and you can't get off the ground for a while, do you have the contact information of your family? I'll put you in touch and let them pick you up and take you home. "Say as you wish.

Qiao Jing came back to her senses, saw the warm intestines of the ancient road as she wished, and then looked at the young man who was sitting on the ground and was concentrating on reading, looking at this antique, luxurious and open store, and knew that the two people in front of him were not short of money.

Qiao Jing sighed and said with a pitiful face: "Auntie was kicked out of the house, there is no family to contact, and there is no home to go back to." ”

Qiao Jing began to tell about her experience, she was kicked out of the house by her stepson.

"When I was young, I married his father, who was 30 years older than me, and I also regarded him as my own son, but he always regarded my stepmother as a thorn in his side. When his father was in good health, he could protect me, but when he was not in good health, he began to think about it. ”

"Since his father was hospitalized half a year ago, he hasn't been in the hospital for a day, but has spent all day drinking, eating and drinking, drinking too much and playing drunk, standing at the door of the house and cursing me, scolding me, threatening me to get out of their house, and saying that one day his father died, I don't want to take a steel hammer."

"No, his father is terminally ill, and as soon as there is no one, he immediately kicked me out, and asked the security guards to guard the gate, and the door didn't let me in, and he didn't let me take anything."

"It's too much!" Ruyi was immediately indignant, but he didn't understand, "Although he said that he wouldn't let you take a steel hammer, but after all, you are his stepmother, is what he says?" If he kicks you out of the house, you go to the police! ”

Speaking of this, Qiao Jing began to hesitate: "If you can't find the police, how can the police care about this kind of thing." ”

"No matter what, you can still find a lawyer, fight a lawsuit, and get your due property no matter what!" With a wave of his hand, "Auntie, if you don't have any money, we'll lend you this money!" ”

"This ...... It's embarrassing, no need, no need. Qiao Jing was extremely reluctant to do so.

"Why?" I can't understand it, "In the end, you are not wrong in this matter, and it is not wrong to be a stepmother, you can win the lawsuit 100%, and Uncle Inspector will protect you, at least you will not be homeless, unless you have some handle in his hands, is it possible that you are afraid of him?" ”

Qiao Jing's face suddenly became ugly, "What do I have to do!" ”

"Then why ......" as he wished, he would get to the bottom of it like this, and he wouldn't stop without asking clearly, so Tang Du kicked her with his foot, knowing that she was too idle, after all, she had been holding back in the painting for many years, and she had held back a lot of words.

"Auntie doesn't want to say, why do you have to ask, it's not polite at all." Tang Du turned the page of the comic book, glanced at Qiao Jing, and said casually: "Auntie, you have nowhere to go, you can live here first." ”

"You're such nice people!" Qiao Jing felt happy, but at the same time felt unwilling, thinking that she was living the life of a rich wife a few days ago, she didn't have to think about anything, she went shopping all day long, bought bags and tossed her face, but now she is wandering on the streets, and she lives in a stranger's house with a thick skin, but her skin is indeed thick enough.

Tang Du sleeps in the wall cabinet during the day, and at night she either plays games or brushes up, but she has a normal schedule if she wishes, she can sleep outside now, but she is used to resting in the painting.

Nearly two hundred square meters of a whole floor of shops, can easily hide the wonderful nightlife of the two people, Qiao Jing was arranged on the sofa bed in the small living room in the front, slightly restless sleep.

"Auntie, eat this, the bread is hard......"

Qiao Jing dreamed of Si Tian and dreamed that she was giving herself hot coffee on the street, but in Qiao Jing's memory, this eleven or twelve-year-old little girl with a striking red birthmark on her face was not called Si Tian, but Xixi.

That was more than twenty years ago.

Qiao Jing had just divorced at the time and moved to a new community with her son Xiao Ning, but she didn't plan to live there for a long time, she had already found a new way out for herself, but it would take a little time to implement.

Cissy is the granddaughter of an old couple in her upstairs neighborhood, she is very playful, the old couple has bad legs and feet, and there are no other children in the building, since she moved here, since she knew that she had a son of seven or eight years old, Cissy came to knock on the door all day long, saying that she wanted to play with her brother. At first, Qiao Jing patiently explained to her: "My brother is congenitally deficient and has heart disease, so he can't go out to play with you." ”

Xixi said: "Then I can only play at home with my brother and not go out." ”

Qiao Jing felt very bored, she couldn't stand her dead face, and took her to play with Xiao Ning two or three times. One day, Qiao Jing came home from outside, and Xixi suddenly jumped out of nowhere, startling Qiao Jing. "Auntie, I'm looking for Xiao Ning, I bought new crayons."

Qiao Jing had a gloomy face: "Xiao Ning went to her grandmother's house, and she won't come back in the future." ”

"Impossible!" Xixi said: "Xiao Ning promised me to paint with me, so that he will not say goodbye!" ”

"He's just not coming back!" Qiao Jing didn't bother to pay attention to her, opened the door directly, and closed the door heavily. That night, while she went downstairs to throw out the garbage, Xixi sneaked into their house.

This child didn't know who he learned from, he actually rummaged through the cabinets in her house, probably didn't see Xiao Ning, so he thought he was hiding in some corner, as soon as Qiao Jing came home, he found that a lot of things he had put in the dark had been found, and the photos in the brown paper bag were sprinkled all over the ground.

"Sissy!" Qiao Jing was very angry.

Xixi held two photos blankly, "I know this child, it is near my grandmother's house, she disappeared a few years ago, and my grandmother said that she was abducted by human traffickers, Aunt Qiao, how can you have a photo of her?" ”

Xixi frowned, although she was only twelve years old, she didn't understand anything, she looked at Qiao Jing with vigilance, and Qiao Jing immediately snatched the photo in her hand.

Xixi quickly got up and ran out of the door, Qiao Jing realized that the situation was not good, so she rushed out of the door to catch her, Xixi began to shout, "Grandpa, grandma......"

Qiao Jing will soon leave here to live a good life that everyone envies, she doesn't want to get into any trouble because of a little girl, so she covers Xixi's mouth and drags her back to her house.

Qiao Jing may never forget it, Xixi's eyes widened, staring at her expression, the ugly birthmark on that face, twisted and bright red, as if it had been sprinkled with blood all over her face.

"Aunt Qiao......"

"Auntie......"

Exactly the same face, exactly the same birthmark, the same eleven or twelve years old.

Qiao Jing woke up from her dream, and the hugging sea hall was dim, and as soon as the ceiling lights were turned off, they left her a candlestick that was commensurate with this shop but was very old and weird.

There was a row of hollows on the curved iron frame, seven or eight flat white candles sat in it, there was no wind in the room, but because of the different burning speeds, the candle flame would also sway, which made Qiao Jing feel an indescribable creep in his heart, especially after the nightmare just finished.

She turned over, and saw rows of shelves with different shapes, all of which were antiquities, standing silently in the dark, like countless eyes.

Qiao Jing was a little nervous and wanted to find a glass of water to drink, but she saw Tang Du's comic on the table in the small living room, and a little girl with a distorted face was being held by a woman.

In the blank space of the comic, the little girl's inner cry is written: Aunt Qiao, I can't breathe!

Qiao Jing stopped breathing for a moment as if her soul had been taken away, and she even wondered if she was still in a dream.

At this time, I heard a strange Chinese accent, and a slow and cool voice said behind the back: "The mystery of the 12-year-old girl who has been missing for many years is revealed today." ”

Qiao Jing turned around and saw Tang Du leaning against the wall, the cat-ear headphones around his neck were still changing the colorful breathing lights, his whole face was still the same dead white color, and there was a cynical smile on the corner of his mouth.

Qiao Jing was a little lucky because of this, "What are you ......doing?" It's strange that I bought a comic book somewhere. ”

Tang didn't answer, but paced over, something in his hand reflected, and glanced at Qiao Jing, Qiao Jing looked at the item clearly, and was instantly defeated: "Who are you!" ”

Tang Du put up the mirror in his hand, put it in front of Qiao Jing's face, and answered the question: "Huainan Wanbi Shu records that the ancient divine beasts return to the bell and can know the future. ”

"Do you remember it?"

The mirror looked at Qiao Jing's old face, and the mirror set off a faint ripple, and then it was replaced by a young and beautiful face, which was Qiao Jing herself. Of course, Qiao Jing remembered that more than twenty years ago, in front of this mirror, she made a decision that she would regret for the rest of her life.

Qiao Jing took Xiao Ning to the hospital that day, but in fact, no matter what the doctor said, she couldn't afford to treat Xiao Ning, there were many fortune tellers outside the hospital, they grasped the thoughts of the patient and the patient's family, and said the good or bad results one by one, Qiao Jing swept past them and stopped in front of a woman's hexagram stall.

Qiao Jing was very impressed, because that woman had short hair and red lips, was very young, dressed fashionably and beautifully, no matter how she looked at it, she was not in this business, no matter how she looked at it, she was unreliable, but Qiao Jing was a ghost who asked her to give Xiao Ning a hexagram.

The woman held a mirror, saying that it could make Qiao Jing see the future, and Qiao Jing slowly stood in front of the mirror and saw the scene inside: she was old, but she was wandering on the streets, homeless, and picking up bread thrown by others to eat.

The woman said, "Madam, you will have nowhere to live because of your son, and you are doomed to desolation." ”