In the darkness of the night, the rain seemed to overturn the entire city.

Ji Qingsang sat on the ground, she held her legs with both hands, and muttered to herself, "Mom, I didn't lie. ”

The rain dripped down her head and onto her face, staining her eyelashes.

It was cold, starting from the heart and flowing down the blood to the limbs, cold and hopeless.

The heavy rain seemed to stop, and a large black umbrella hung over her head. She slowly raised her head and saw a woman with serene eyebrows, she was wearing a blue factory uniform and was emaciated.

"Sangsang, I'm here to take you home." The woman spoke, her voice crying deeply.

"Who are you?" Ji Qingsang looked at her, the rain made her eyes wet, and she looked pitiful.

"Sangsang, I'm your mother!" Lin Jing squatted down, wanting to touch her face with her hand.

"No......" Ji Qingsang pushed her away, and the big black umbrella fell to the ground, splashing a layer of water.

"Sangsang ......"

"You're not my mother, you're not ......" she hugged her head, screaming hysterically.

"Sangsang, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to want you." So a beautiful girl, how could she not want it? It was too late for her to like it, but she didn't have a choice.

"My mother's name is Mei Juan, not you." Ji Qingsang stood up and shouted at her, "After you replaced me back then, you should have known that you had lost the opportunity to become my mother." ”

"Sangsang ......"

"Ah...... Why, why should I be replaced? I won't covet everything in the Ji family, I don't like the life of fine clothes and food, I just like my mother and brother, why don't you want me, why ......" Ji Qingsang slipped to the ground again, she whispered, her expression was empty, and the delicate face like a porcelain doll was covered with tears.

"Sangsang, my mother is forced to do it, you were found to be sick before you were born, and my mother wanted to cure you, so I replaced you with the newborn daughter of the Ji family, and my mother didn't want to ......."

"Then have you ever thought about the feelings of the Ji family?" Ji Qingsang asked in a daze, and when she lifted her eyes to look at Lin Jing again, it was quiet. "Whether I'm sick or dead, all I want is the warmth that belongs to my mother, but you didn't do it."

"Sangsang ......"

"I don't want to see you." Ji Qingsang's voice was still very low, she seemed to have woken up from her anger, and her whole person gave people a feeling of unreality.

The next moment, thunder sounded, and the torrential rain hit her body even more violently, and her voice roared hoarsely, "You go!" ”

"Okay, Sangsang, don't be angry, I'll go." Lin Jing got up and turned her back.

There was a low whimper behind him, with depression and pain.

Lin Jing took a step forward and walked forward. The whimper grew quieter, and her pace was extremely slow.

Gradually, the rain was so loud that it drowned out the other sounds, and she turned back uneasily.

The motionless white figure sat on the ground and stood silently, and then like a slow motion in a movie, she slowly fell backwards into the rain, and at that moment her heart contracted, and then she nervously shouted, "Sangsang......"

When Ji Qingsang woke up again, it was in a dilapidated old house.

She got up, the narrow bed squeaking as if to make a disgruntled sound. She looked around the room, it was small and shabby. The washed white curtains, the old furniture, all told her that she was in a place where she didn't know what it was.

The door creaked open, and Lin Jing walked in with a bowl, "Sangsang, are you awake?" ”

"Where am I?" Ji Qingsang asked, her throat was very dry.

"At home." Lin Jing put the bowl down, she touched Ji Qingsang's hair, and her voice was gentle.

Ji Qingsang was silent and did not speak, she had obviously seen the situation she was in.

"Come, Sangsang, drink the porridge." Lin Jing took the bowl to Ji Qingsang again, but Ji Qingsang didn't take it.

She frowned and looked at the bowl, where a few poor greens floated on the distinct white grains.

"Sangsang, what's wrong?" Lin Jing asked.

"Is there only green vegetable porridge?" She asked, she never drank green vegetable porridge in Ji's house.

Lin Jing's eyes showed a little embarrassment, she nervously tugged at her clothes, and said softly: "Sangsang, what do you like to eat, will your mother buy it?" ”

Ji Qingsang noticed the discomfort in her eyes, she picked up the bowl, carefully scooped up a small mouthful of porridge, and drank it slowly. "No, it's delicious."

Lin Jing looked at her with relief, she also understood that Ji Qingsang had been pampered since she was a child, and she would definitely not like the life she had now, and she could only do her best to give her a good life.

"Then you drink porridge obediently, and mom will go out first."

Ji Qingsang looked at her back, moved her lips, and said softly, "Thank you." "She still can't call her mom.

Lin Jing's eyes were a little moist, which was also very good.

"Little, where did you go?" There was a sudden shout of anger in the living room, followed by the sound of chairs being overturned.

Lin Jing turned around and instructed, "Sangsang, don't come out." ”

As soon as she closed the door, the sounds in the living room seemed to have subsided.

However, after only a few minutes, I heard the sound of rummaging through the cabinets again, "What about the money, where did you hide the money?" The rough man's voice was a little drunk.

"There is no money, and the family's money has already been given to you." The woman's crying voice was extraordinarily high-pitched.

"How is it possible, what about the money you paid for work last month?" The man didn't seem to believe it, screaming and flipping the table over.

A crackling sound sounded, but Ji Qingsang could keenly sense what was happening.

"Chuanxiang, there is really no money." Lin Jing shook her head, her eyes red.

"Slut, can't you still go out and sell it?" The man seemed to be angry, and grabbed Lin Jing's hair with a bit of ruthlessness.

"Chuan Xiang ......"

"What is this? Bring it ......."

"Chuanxiang, this is for the children, you can't take it." Lin Jing pleaded and grabbed his hand, but was pushed away.

"Slut." The man's swearing voice mingled with the loud sound of the door shut, followed by a low sobbing sound that spread throughout the room.

When Ji Qingsang opened the door, he saw a messy room and a woman sitting on the ground in embarrassment.

"Has he always been like this?" You don't have to guess to know that the person just now is Lin Jing's husband, or her father.

"Sangsang, why did you come out?" Lin Jing touched her face randomly, and then barely pulled out a smile.

"He's ...... My father? Ji Qingsang has never felt so unspeakable at this moment, she accepted that she was not the daughter of the Ji family, but she had no way to accept that she had such a family.

"No, he's not your father." Lin Jing shook her head and looked at Ji Qingsang through tears.

"And who is my father?"

"You'll find out later, Sangsang."