Saying that, without waiting for Zhao Siqing to speak again, Yang Jingqiu completely pushed several people out of the room.

Then, with a loud bang, the door was slammed shut, and several people were completely locked out.

Zhao Siqing looked at the closed door in a trance, and wanted to knock again, Huo Jingchen hugged her and stopped her, and said in a deep voice: "She is emotionally unstable now, you let her calm down alone." ”

Zhao Siqing slowly withdrew her hand, lowered her eyes to cover the mist under her eyes, leaned on Huo Jingchen's arms and said softly: "Huo Jingchen, doesn't my mother want me?" ”

Huo Jingchen's gaze deepened a little, and he gently comforted her and whispered, "No." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Siqing didn't say anything more.

Huo Jingchen sent Zhao Siqing back to the room and asked the maid to prepare something to eat for her.

On the other side, after Yang Jingqiu closed the door heavily, he slowly slid to the ground with his back against the door panel, and looked at the front in a daze.

Qingqing is not her child......

Her child died more than twenty years ago?

How could Qingqing not be her child?

Yang Jingqiu chuckled lightly, laughing and laughing, and a teardrop rolled down from the corner of her eyes.

It turns out that she is the real loner, the real loner!

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Huo Jingchen coaxed a few times, and Zhao Siqing barely ate something to go in.

It's just that she really doesn't have much of an appetite.

“五点半了。” Zhao Siqing looked at the clock on the wall and spoke softly.

Yang Jingqiu never came out of the bedroom, and Zhao Yancheng wanted to bring her food, but she never opened the door.

Until seven o'clock in the evening, Zhao Siqing couldn't sit still after all.

When she was a child, she didn't understand, and she always felt that Yang Jingqiu was indifferent, mean, and unkind.

But when she grew up, she gradually understood, and understood that she was not sad, nor would she not be hurt, she was just used to turning all the pain, even love, into sharp thorns.

Stabbing others again and again, and stabbing yourself at the same time.

"I've got to go see her, she can't go on like this." Zhao Siqing looked at Huo Jingchen and said softly, his face was also white and terrifying.

Huo Jingchen's throat moved slightly and wanted to say something, but looking at the worry and eagerness in her eyes, he just whispered after all: "I'll ask the kitchen to heat the food, let's go get it for her." ”

"Okay."

Zhao Siqing nodded absentmindedly, and waited for a while, until the maid prepared the meal, she walked to Yang Jingqiu's bedroom with Huo Jingchen and knocked on the door again.

"Mom, will you open the door and let me in? If you let me take a look at you, I'll come out......" Zhao Siqing said softly, her voice a little choked.

Could it be that overnight, Yang Jingqiu knew that she was not her flesh and blood, so she refused to ask her again?

Thinking of this, the corners of Zhao Siqing's eyes were a little sour, but she still held on to prevent tears from falling.

"Mom, can you eat a little bit of the kitchen cooking?" Zhao Siqing spoke again.

There was still no reaction in the bedroom, Zhao Siqing turned his head to look at Zhao Yancheng and said softly: "Yancheng, do you know where the spare key at home is?" ”

Zhao Yancheng nodded, and it didn't take long for him to bring over the spare key.

The key is inserted into the lock hole, and the door is quickly pushed open.

The room was pitch black, the curtains were closed so tightly that no light could penetrate at all, and the whole bedroom was pitch black, and if it weren't for the light from the hallway, there was hardly anything to see.

Zhao Siqing turned on the light, and when he saw it, he saw Yang Jingqiu sitting at the head of the bed and smoking.

The makeup that has always been delicate is now a little more messy, and the whole person is full of decadent beauty.