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Qiao Tong didn't know what the standard of Chu Zheng's 'try to be' was, but he always felt that it would not be good.

"Why does the teacher like me?"

"You're ......" good guy card! It's mine!! Chu Zheng paused for a few seconds: "You are Qiao Tong." ”

“？？”

If he's not Qiao Tong, don't you like it?

It's not right, he's Qiao Tong......

Chu Zheng's fingers touched Qiao Yun's back, and through the thin fabric, he could also feel the undulating scars on his back.

Hatsuko's fingers slid down and peeked through the hem of his clothes.

The fingertips touched Qiao Yun's waist, Qiao Tong's back straightened in shock, and he grabbed Chu Zheng's wrist: "Old ...... Teacher, what do you do? ”

"Touching your wounds, what's wrong?" The first zheng is very frank), and justifiably strong.

Qiao Tong: "......"

Although he was thinking too much, he was still embarrassed at this time.

"Teacher, ugly ......"

"I don't count, how do you know what Qiao Hong has done to you."

"......" Qiao Tong's face turned slightly pale.

"What he has done to you, I will get it back for you." Chu Zheng looked at him: "Qiao Tong, no one can hurt you, even if he is the father of this body." ”

The girl's voice was cold, but with a domineering spirit.

Qiao Tong didn't notice Chu Zheng's statement, but was 'scared' by her.

Teacher...... It's so domineering.

Qiao Tong thought about it, and she seemed to have been like this all along.

It's a little overbearing.

Qiao Tong thought silently.

Qiao Tong's waist is smooth and flat, and there are no scars.

The girl's face is calm, and even her eyes are clear and unwavering, not mixed with any **.

Qiao Tong felt Chu Zheng's fingers go up along his waistline, touching the scar.

Even if he didn't look at it, he could still trace the scars on his back in his mind.

It's not something that can be done in a day or two.

It must have been a long-term abuse to leave such marks on his back.

"Is Qiao Hong your biological father?" Hatsuzheng asked him.

"Hmm." The man was his biological father.

"Why did he beat you like that?"

Chu Zheng felt that Qiao Tong was holding his hand a little harder.

"I don't know." Qiao Yan's voice was low.

Qiao Hong in Qiao Tong's memory is like this.

Chu Zheng's fingers had already climbed to his back, and at this time, he went up, hugged his shoulders, and silently gave him the strength to support.

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Qiao Tong's mother is a star.

At that time, Qiao Tong's mother was popular, she was not short of money or fame, she would only go higher and higher, getting better and better.

She chose to marry and die, and everyone felt sorry for her.

But Qiao Tong's mother is very happy because she is married to the person she likes.

But......

Not long after marriage, Qiao Tong's mother discovered that Qiao Hong had some special habits.

It is said that it is a special fetish, and it is an elegant statement.

To put it bluntly, Qiao Hong is just a pervert.

Domestic violence?

No!

That's more terrifying than domestic violence.

Qiao Hong: He likes to torture people.

At first, Qiao Hong would not go too far, but as they got married for longer and longer, Qiao Hong was no longer satisfied with this.

Qiao Tong's mother regretted it.

But it was too late, and she was pregnant with a child.

During her pregnancy, Qiao Hong didn't do anything, asked someone to take care of her, and all kinds of good things were held in front of her.

Qiao Tong's mother likes Qiao Hong in the end.

Qiao Hong suddenly returned to the appearance of pursuing him before marriage, a gentleman and polite, and thought about her everywhere.

She thought maybe with a child, he wouldn't have done that.

Sometimes, a woman's thoughts are always naïve.

That kid is Qiao Tong.

After Qiao Tong was born, Qiao Hong did not do anything until Qiao Tong was two years old.

However, when Qiao Tong turned two years old, Qiao Hong began to torture her again.

It's scarier than ever.

It seems that all the backlog in the past few years has to be found on her.

Qiao Hong warned her that if she dared to run, Qiao Tong would not end well.

In the past two years, she has personally taken care of the child, and Qiao Hong knows how much she cares about this child.

There's no way she's going to leave her kids here alone.

For as long as Qiao Tong could remember, he could always hear his mother's suppressed cries and the shrill screams coming from the room.

Qiao Hong did not shy away from him, and even sometimes lectured Qiao Tong in front of him because of her mother's mistakes.

Qiao Tong was only a few years old at that time, and he didn't understand anything, so he could only watch his mother suffer and despair.

Qiao Tong's mother finally couldn't bear it anymore and chose to commit suicide.

Qiao Hong was indifferent to her death.

He has no wife, and he has a son.

So......

He took her place.

Qiao Tong sometimes woke up in the cold basement, and he always had the scars from being whipped, and he continued again.

Repeatedly.

There is no end.

He secretly went to learn taekwondo.

But he knew it all.

Qiao Hong knew everything, and he was not afraid of his resistance at all.

Qiao Tong didn't think about dying.

How could he die?

"That day...... I did it on purpose. Qiao Tong's voice was dry, and he confessed what he had done before: "I thought ...... But...... I knocked him unconscious, and when I wanted to move, I thought of the teacher, and I ...... Didn't dare to start. ”

He'd been planning that for a long time.

What will Qiao Hong have on his itinerary, whether he will come back, what state he will be in when he comes back, whether the assistant is on his side, whether he can hit with one blow, how to get off after Qiao Hong's death, and how to make an alibi......

He took all of that into account.

He waited patiently for such an opportunity—

In the end, he wasn't intimidated either.

It was only at the last time that he thought of Hatsuko, his teacher.

Just thinking of Hatsuko's name, he was afraid, afraid that his plan would fail, Hatsuko's hateful gaze, and the fear of never seeing her again.

Yes.

He was terrified not to see her.

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