Seeing the bruises on her head, Ming Jingxuan's heart trembled again, and his voice was even more solemn: "Sister Qinglian, what's the matter with your head, how did such a big bruise hurt?" ”

"Don't tell me again, you accidentally hit it, I won't believe what you say. Tell me who bullied you, and I said that as long as I am here, I will not be able to watch you being bullied. ”

"Such a cruel hand to you is a terrible man. If you tell me who that person is, no matter how powerful he is, I will definitely take out this evil breath for you, and I will never let you be bullied again. ”

Seeing that Ming Jingxuan was so concerned and worried about herself, and so angry because of her little injury, compared to her parents who had a cold temperament and never cared for her, what they did really made her feel cold.

Bullied? Yes, if you are injured like this, how can you say that you are not being bullied?

But the person who bullied himself is not someone else, nor is he a bully, but his parents who should love and love him the most.

The unhappiness with my parents in the morning poured into my heart again, and the sadness in my heart couldn't help but burst out at this moment, and tears flowed down from my eyes without obeying the call.

Her pure eyes were red, and tears involuntarily wet her cheeks, but she only turned her face sideways, and she didn't even let out a sob, just because she didn't want Ming Jingxuan to see her tears.

Seeing her like this, Ming Jingxuan couldn't help but feel distressed in her heart, how many unknown grievances did this poor girl suffer behind her back?

She wept, and he couldn't bear to ask her so quickly, but these injuries she suffered made him have to worry about her.

He could only gently hold her shoulders and put his voice softly: "Sister Qinglian, don't cry, I asked too much just now, I'm sorry." ”

"If you have any worries or troubles, don't hide them by yourself, and tell me about them, maybe I can help you."

Song Qinglian sniffed, still choked up: "Brother Xuan, I know you are worried about me, Qinglian thank you for your concern." It's just that there are some things that no one can change, and you can't help me.

"Then you have to tell me so that I can know." Ming Jingxuan said again: "I don't know what happened to you at all, and you won't tell me anything, how do you know that I can't help you?" ”

"Even if I really can't help you, but if you talk to me, I can help you share some of it, it's better than you hiding it in your heart silently."

Song Qinglian's eyes with tears still in her eyes looked at Ming Jingxuan's eyes, he was staring at herself, and her eyes were full of sincerity and concern.

His concern for himself has always been from the bottom of his heart, and he never asks for reasons, and he is the most sincere and true disposition in everything he does. But after all, he still has something to hide.

But he didn't deliberately hide it, but he was afraid that he would mind his background and family lineage, and he would not associate with him again.

But if what he really values is his temperament, and now that he is so worried about himself, he must not mind even if he knows that he is the daughter of the owner of the tobacco restaurant.

And now, he also regards him as the most important person around him, and since this is the case, some things may be able to be said to him. If I could pour out all this suffering, it would be useless, but I would feel better.

She took a breath softly, and asked Ming Jingxuan seriously: "Brother Xuan, if I wasn't what you see and my background is from a family you hate, would you still be willing to be friends with me?" ”

"Of course!" Ming Jingxuan replied without hesitation, his eyes full of determination: "I am willing to be friends with you because I like your simplicity and kindness, family and background cannot be chosen, how can I hate you because of your background?" ”

When he said this, Song Qinglian was completely relieved, and her eyes were especially grateful: "Brother Xuan, thank you for your sincerity to Qinglian, but Qinglian is ashamed of you." There are some things that Qinglian has hidden from you and has never told you the truth of the matter. ”

"It's not that I'm not sincere with you, it's just that I'm afraid that you don't mind my origin and won't be my friend. For this matter, Qinglian should say sorry to Brother Xuan. ”

"What?" Hearing this, Ming Jingxuan was a little incredulous: "Sister Qinglian, what are you talking about......"

Song Qinglian lowered her eyes lightly and sincerely confessed to Ming Jingxuan: "Brother Xuan, today I am going to tell you everything about me. I didn't hide anything from before, I apologize to you, are you willing to accept my apology? ”

Ming Jingxuan also said sincerely: "I have never blamed you, what kind of apologies do you talk about." Tell me whatever you say, and I'll listen carefully to whatever you say. ”

"Thank you, Brother Xuan." Song Qing turned around, looked at the blooming rose field, slowly spoke, and slowly said everything about his life experience: "Brother Xuan, I didn't tell you, my real name is not Qinglian. ”

"I have a name and a surname, my surname is Song, my name is Qinglian, and Qinglian is just my milk name. Doing business in this capital, I never dared to reveal my real name to anyone. ”

"We are the only family with the surname Song in this area of Baishui Village, but I am afraid that because they know my surname Song, they will know my true identity."

"Because of the tobacco shop business at home, the Song family has attracted a lot of eyes and dislike, if they knew that I was Song Daquan's daughter, no one would be willing to buy my sachets anymore......"

She told Ming Jingxuan her life experience, her parents' affairs, and everything about his family without reservation. This is the first time in her life that she has told people all the things that she can't say.

She expressed all her helplessness and pain, and she told Ming Jingxuan all the things she was beaten for no reason today.

Ming Jingxuan listened to it in his ears, and his heart was distressed.

He originally thought that Song Qinglian was a pure and simple little girl, but he didn't expect that she was only sixteen years old, but just because of her background, she had endured too many hardships that ordinary people could not bear.

“…… That's it, my father and mother couldn't pay it back because I owed it, so they took all the money I had from selling sachets, but it was still not enough, so they continued to scold me, saying that I didn't make enough money to pay off my debts, so I should not go home. ”