you are a star

Qiao Nan sat up with difficulty, turned on the light, and saw the cold food on the table.

She has to eat something to have the strength to face the following problems.

It took about 3 minutes to get up, but she just sat up and was already sweating profusely with her legs on the edge of the bed.

The wound hurt too much, and my head was dizzy without any strength.

She gritted her teeth and walked over with trembling legs, lying on the table, her fingers trembling all the time, unable to hold the chopsticks steadily.

He simply threw away the chopsticks, grabbed the food with his hands and stuffed it into his mouth mouthful, his eye sockets were swollen and red, as if he was about to bleed.

She stuffed the meal while thinking in her heart.

It's already eight o'clock now, and I don't know if Liang Feicheng is at home. If he is at home, it may be more difficult to escape than going to heaven.

After eating half of the meal, she couldn't help retching and couldn't put it in any more. Her throat was retched and pulled, and the tears she forced fell from her eyes to the ground.

After a while, she got up, walked to the door, and knocked on the door with all her strength.

After a few minutes, someone was cursing outside: "What are you arguing about!"

"I have to go to the bathroom." Qiao Nan uttered weakly, and the people outside the door pricked up their ears to hear clearly.

There was no bathroom in the utility room, so she could take the opportunity to go out and see what was going on, so she could find out if Liang Feicheng was at home.

The door opened, and Qiao Nan saw the cook from the back kitchen standing outside the door.

When she walked out the door, she casually glanced at the lock outside the door. She didn't need a key. There was a switch on the lock buckle, but she had to be outside to press the switch to open the lock.

The cook urged impatiently: "Hurry up, it's a waste of my time!"

Qiao Nan groaned and dragged his heavy legs, and followed her, facing the gardener who was in charge of planting trees and raising flowers in the garden.

The other party glanced at Qiao Nan and reminded the cook: "You have to watch closely, if she runs away, the third young master will ask the crime."

The cook turned her head and glanced at Qiao Nan, "Don't worry, she can't even walk easily, how can she escape?"

Qiao Nan's heart sank. It seemed that everyone in the Liang Mansion knew about her being under house arrest, including the guard at the door.

Since they all agreed that she and her mother were the ones who killed Uncle Liang three years ago, they have shared a common hatred, and everyone regards her as a thorn in the side, wishing that she died.

Walking to the door of the bathroom, the cook urged again: "Hurry up, I'll watch outside the door, don't try to escape."

Qiao Nan pretended to be frightened by her threatening voice, and said tremblingly, "I dare not, I can't escape even if Young Master San is at home."

"Why do you need San Shao to go out in person to watch over you? Don't say that San Shao is not at home right now, even if he's not there for a few days, you can't fly!"

Qiao Nan was still trembling with fright, but the moment she turned to enter the bathroom and closed the door, the panic in her eyes suddenly disappeared.

She raised her head and looked in the mirror. She was in a state of embarrassment, like a ghost, with clear eyes.

So, Liang Feicheng hasn't come back yet.

Back in the utility room, Qiao Nan fell down on the bed, the door was locked, and the latch slammed on the door frame with a bang.

The cold light from the computer screen shone on her small face, her lips were pale, and her cheeks were extremely red.

She propped her wrists on the table, gritted her teeth, and tapped the keyboard with her fingers.

The white characters on a black background looked extraordinarily dazzling. She tried her best to hold up her drooping eyelids, and her nostrils were full of hot breath.

After 5 minutes, she successfully sneaked into the grid system.

The butler was about to drink hot milk for Liang Muxing so that he could go to bed early, but just as he walked to the door, there was a slap, and the surroundings were completely dark.

He raised his voice and shouted, "Why is there a power outage?"

As he said that, he quickly took out the mobile phone in his pocket, turned on the flashlight, and walked towards the main power switch while calling for someone to come out.

"Hurry up and have a look, why is the power outage?"

The power supply system of the Liang Mansion has always been stable, and there has never been a power outage.

Qiao Nan's head was dizzy and hot, and his eyes were wandering. When he saw that the lights in the yard were all off, he smiled feebly. With trembling fingers, he put the computer into the bag, zipped it up, put the bag on his back and walked to the window sill.

The two iron railings have been taken down by her.

The cold wind was blowing against her face wrapped in rain, and she was burning hot all over, but she felt that the air was extremely fresh and comfortable.

She quickly wrapped up her raincoat, which was used by gardeners in the past. When she moved in three years ago, some things were not removed, and they were placed in wooden boxes under the closet.

On the other side of the living room, the housekeeper is calling the staff of the power grid. The power supply will be restored in less than 10 minutes at the earliest. She doesn't have much time.

She gritted her teeth and climbed up to the window sill, tore the wound, and rolled out of the window sill with trembling hands and feet.

"Uh..." She frowned in pain.

Fortunately, the bushes under the window sill were not injured. It was raining heavily at this time, and the sound of her rolling was drowned out by the sound of the rain.

She quickly stood up, wiped off the rain and leaves from her face, and it was pitch black all around.

Even with slight night blindness, she has lived in the Liang mansion for so many years, and is very familiar with every plant, tree, brick and tile here.

Where there is a ditch, where there is a hurdle, she has already had a precise and clear map in her mind.

Walking 20 meters south and turning around the glass greenhouse, Qiao Nan dragged his heavy legs and almost ran out.

The rain slapped her face coldly, her vision was blurred, and she could only see some outlines vaguely, but she knew that she was right.

Soon, she arrived at the side door. The side door of the Liang mansion was rarely opened, and it was an old bolt.

The moment she pulled the latch, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and she saw scratches on the edge of the door frame.

There were many scratches, five in total, from the level of her shoulders all the way to her forehead.

No, there should be six traces, and there is one more, she needs to look up to see it.

Suddenly, her nasal cavity was sour, her eye sockets were hot and swollen, and memories swept over her like a torrent.

The age of the young girl Huaichun, she inadvertently found out from the Liang family's fashion designer that Liang Feicheng was 1.8 meters tall.

That day, she took a meter stick and marked the position of 1.8 meters on the side door where few people would come. She was worried that the pen and ink would disappear. She made the mark with a knife.

There may be bloodstains eroded by the years and wind beside that mark. She accidentally scratched her finger that day.

At that time, she was 14 years old, which is a height that needs to be looked up to.

From the age of 14 to every birthday, she records her height here.

I thought that being able to get close to him little by little would be enough to match his height.

The reality hit her hard!

The tearing pain in her left chest brought her back to her senses suddenly, and tears fell down unexpectedly, icy cold to the bone.

Never go back!

She looked back at the dark surroundings, the air in the Liang mansion made her breathless, she didn't want to die in this place.

She turned around and pulled the latch...