"I know what you want to say, it's nothing more than Song Qiaoyan's business..."

"It's not..."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve, "Isn't it?" ”

Song Shangze pinched his eyebrows.

"It's nothing, it's about Qiao Yan, but now that I think about it, there's nothing to ask for, at most I hope you will spare her life."

Chinese New Year's Eve is not a good class, of course, none of them are any, it sounds a little funny to leave anyone alive, but Song Chinese New Year's Eve is really hell.

Let alone...

Song Chinese New Year's Eve squinted his eyes, I don't know if he saw it wrong or what, he always felt that the dark brown pupils in his eyes had an unquenchable struggle, was it uneasy?

She thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry, she will be alive and well." ”

What she never wanted was Song Qiaoyan's life.

Although because of the nightmare of the previous slumber, the devil once again deepened the marks on her scabbed scar with a knife, and the blood flowed like an infusion, which was unforgettable.

However, Song Chinese New Year's Eve is very clear, she did not plan to kill Song Qiaoyan from the beginning, there is no need at all, her purpose is to make her suffer.

I heard that I had a nervous breakdown.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve thought to himself, it can be a little more painful.

Then I can let you live well, breathe, like in those ten years when she didn't see the light, every breath of air she inhaled was muddy—that life.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve is indeed tired, just to say two words to Song Shangze and want to close her eyes, that is because she still has part of her physical strength trying to offset her resistance to Song Shangze.

Her sober consciousness understood that Song Shangze was not the one who should be resisted, but his body was a little out of control.

In fact, it was very bad, she understood, it was her fear, otherwise even her own surname would be rejected indiscriminately.

- She is even rejecting herself.

It's funny to say that it's just allergic to yourself.

Chinese New Year's Eve is a patient, she is the biggest, she sleeps when she wants, Song Shangze turned to look at Qin Weizhou.

The two of them stood at the door of the ward, and Qin Weizhou's eyes still didn't leave the small window on the door.

"The ashes weren't in that room, but I saw a lot of things about my aunt, and maybe like you said, I should really revisit the relationship between my dad and my aunt."

Song Shangze took out a USB flash drive from his pocket, "My dad gave it." ”

"Discovered?"

Song Shangze nodded, "I tried to open the lock once, but failed, and my father had already found out when I planned it the second time, and he took me in very calmly and calmly to watch it, and then gave me this thing, which is some video tapes of my aunt before her death." ”

"I actually saw the urn, and it was placed next to the bed, but it was empty, only a pair of earrings and a broken sleeve." Song Shangze: "The ashes may have really been scattered into the Jinghe, I don't know what to say to her." ”

Qin Weizhou looked at him with a deep and cold gaze, and his tone was calm: "Don't you hate her?" ”

Song Shangze shook his head: "Just like those people said, it's just a reincarnation, whether it's Chinese New Year's Eve, or Qiao Yan, or Xu Baiqing, and my father, they have their own goals in the established position at the beginning, I just have no fixed position, so I don't have the qualifications to hate anyone." ”

Everyone obeyed the rules and walked on the road planned in the traffic light, only he was scurrying around, and what complaints could he have if he was hit.

Chinese New Year's Eve said that it was enough not to kill Qiao Yan, and the only thing he had now was to figure out what the bullshit traffic rules were all about. "Stealing the marriage in September: Teacher Qin, you have to hold it high!" The latest chapters of "Paw Book House" are free to read for the first time.