Chapter Twenty-Five: You Still Have the Face to Mention Her
As soon as Song Qingzhou entered the house, what she saw was a sumptuous meal, and Mu Chaoci, who had not eaten with her for a long time, thought of how their family of four lived happily together before.
At that time, Mu Chaoci was always very gentle with her, everything followed her, she also developed an arrogant temperament, and her aunt was also very good to her, even if she and Mu Chaoci had a dispute over something, her aunt always said: "Chaoci, as an elder brother, you have to let your sister a little bit, you are a big man, you have to protect your sister in the future~"
Song Qingzhou can now remember her aunt's gentle voice at that time, she grew up with the Mu family, Mu Chaoci's mother treated her like a biological daughter, how could she do that kind of thing.
Mu Chaoci looked at the woman who had just entered the door and didn't speak, nor did she come over, she just kept looking at him and the food on the table in a daze, anger came out from the bottom of her heart, after this woman saw him at the dinner table, she didn't even want to get closer?
What's going on in her head? Could it be that she really thinks that she is the mistress of the house now, and doesn't want to see him, so she doesn't go closer?
Just when Mu Chaoci was about to question Song Qingzhou, Song Qingzhou walked to the dining table, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and shouted a nickname that he hadn't heard for a long time, as if recalling a long, long time ago, something far away, and said in a distant and close voice: "Chaoci, I feel like I'm back to the days when our family of four ate together." ”
Song Qingzhou didn't notice Mu Chaoci's face, she was still unable to extricate herself from her memories, so she had no scruples about what she said.
Mu Chaoci was instantly touched by Song Qingzhou's tight string, and before this woman even had the face to mention it, his voice said coldly: "Song Qingzhou, do you still have the face to mention her?" ”
At this time, Song Qingzhou hurriedly reacted, what she just said, how could she forget that this was a wound in Mu Chaoci's heart, no one could touch it, let alone the murderer he thought was the murderer.
Song Qingzhou lowered his head and whispered "I'm sorry" to Mu Chaoci, I don't know if he heard it.
How could she forget this matter, she and Mu Chaoci didn't have a brother-sister relationship like five years ago, and when she was imprisoned in a psychiatric hospital five years ago, she had slowly forgotten about the previous things.
Why do you think of it today, maybe it was because the previous things were too beautiful, so beautiful that it was like a dream, and when she looked at the scene of the past, it would evoke memories at that time.
When Mu Chaoci heard Song Qingzhou's apology, he was even more angry, stood up, grabbed Song Qingzhou suddenly, and held her chin, "Song Qingzhou, what qualifications do you have to say sorry?" Do you think that if you say sorry, your mother will come back? Song Qingzhou, you tell me, what's the use of being sorry? ”
Mu Chaoci asked a series of questions, which made Song Qingzhou's tears fall, yes, even if he said sorry, his aunt would never come back.
Even if she didn't kill her, her aunt wouldn't do justice for her anymore, and even if she just apologized kindly, no one would want to listen.
Song Qingzhou's tears flowed down uncontrollably, and the more she cried, the more sad she became.
Why didn't Mu Chaoci believe her, and why did everyone think she was the murderer?
Mu Chaoci saw Song Qingzhou's tears, dragged people to the bedroom where Song Qingzhou was imprisoned, and slammed the door shut, "Song Qingzhou, what qualifications do you have to cry?" Do you think your tears, I will still feel distressed? ”
Mu Chaoci slammed Song Qingzhou on the bed.
There was a "stab" sound, tearing her clothes, and when she went to kiss his body, she stopped.
The traces of yesterday's joy were still close in front of him, Mu Chaoci suddenly lost interest and left Song Qingzhou's body, "Song Qingzhou, I won't touch you." ”
After speaking, he strode out of the bedroom where Song Qingzhou was imprisoned, and the door was slammed shut by Mu Chaoci, making the whole room heavy.
After that, Mu Chaoci's command voice came again, "Mother Li, you don't have to cook for her today's meal." ”
"Young master, but Miss she ......" Mother Li was stopped by Mu Chaoci's look What she wanted to say next, she wanted to say, Song Qingzhou is still pregnant, she can't be like this, otherwise it will not be good for the fetus.
However, Mu Chaoci is still angry, and saying this sentence is undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire of his young master.
Therefore, Mama Li decided to take advantage of Mu Chao's resignation and left, and secretly went to deliver food to Song Qingzhou.
Song Qingzhou looked at the still bright weather, listened to Mu Chaoci's cold words to her, and suddenly made some kind of decision.
Does she still want to live like this?
She originally thought that after she got out of the mental hospital, she would be completely liberated and ignore any influence Mu Chaoci had on her, but now, Mu Chaoci's cruelty to her has become increasing day by day.
She wanted to escape, but she couldn't, she stayed here, and she could only suffer Mu Chaoci's words day by day.
This is not the day she wants to live, and the baby in her arms should not want to live this kind of life either, so it's better to be like this.
Make a break with Mu Chaoci, and also make a break with herself, Song Qingzhou thought, she took the fruit knife from the table and chair next to her, and planned to cut her wrist.
And at this moment, Mama Li came in, she happened to see this scene, and the plate holding the meal for Song Qingzhou in her hand fell to the ground with a "bang".
Song Qingzhou came back to his senses, and the fruit knife in his hand also fell to the ground.
"Miss, don't think about it, the young master still cares about you very much!" Mama Li didn't care about cleaning up the plates, so she hurriedly ran over and hid Song Qingzhou's fruit knife that fell on the ground.
"This is what the young master specially asked me to bring when he saw that the young lady didn't have lunch." Mother Li didn't care about what Mu Chaoci ordered, if something really happened to Song Qingzhou, his young master was more anxious than anyone else.
"Mama Li, you don't have to comfort me anymore, I know, he didn't do it, he hates me so much, how is it possible, he will let you bring me lunch, thank you, Mama Li." Song Qingzhou looked at the plate that had just been broken and said.
If it weren't for that plate, she would have slid to her wrist by now, no, she couldn't die yet, how could she ruin a child's life because of her selfishness!
She has endured it for so many years, just this year, what can't she bear?
Since Mu Chaoci agreed with her to give birth to a child, then she waited for the child to be born before leaving this place, and after that, she would never come again.
Song Qingzhou said to himself decisively.