crimson greed

With tears in Qiao Yan's eyes, she hated the woman who abandoned her.

She never had a splendid childhood and memories.

"It hurts..."

Fei Li got a glass of warm water, picked her up from the bed, let her lean into her arms, put the water glass close to her chapped lips, and stared at the two blisters on her lips, feeling very sad.

"Hey, have a drink."

Qiao Yan seemed to be in the darkness, with countless hands pinching her joints, she was stuck in the swamp, unable to move.

"...Let go, let me go."

"Hey, you need to drink water, Yanyan, did you hear me?"

"Go away, go away." She shook her head, repelling the feeling of being burned.

Fei Li hooked the hair from her face to her elbows, held her chin up, and planned to force-feed her, but just after taking a sip, Qiao Yan was choked so hard that she almost couldn't breathe.

Terrified, Fei Li quickly patted her on the back, flustered.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. In the future, I won't leave you there like this again. You have to get better."

Qiao Yan was in a daze, her eyelids were heavy, she couldn't open her eyes, her face was terribly pale, there was something warm and soft sticking to her lips in a daze, and she could just breathe in a lingering fragrance scattered in the air through her nose. Lightly pierced on the tip of her heart.

She opened her lips slightly, and water flowed into her throat, like the fragrance of soaking flower petals, nourishing her dry heart.

She couldn't remember what happened next, and fell asleep early.

When I opened my eyes, the sun was high, and the cool sun penetrated the glass windows and refracted in.

Qiao Yan turned over on the bed, covered her lips and coughed a few times, her brows were half-colorless, and her whole body was weak.

Feili carried the dinner plate into the bedroom, took the warm millet porridge in her hand, stirred it a few times with a small spoon, looked at the listless person on the bed, and said softly, "Get up and eat something, don't be hungry."

Qiao Yan sat up slowly, her long hair was disheveled on her shoulders, her face was pale and limp, "I don't really want to eat."

"If you don't eat, your body will recover very slowly. May I feed you?"

Fei Li handed the spoon to her and smiled softly at her.

Qiao Yan took a sip helplessly, she couldn't remember what happened yesterday, her face was wrinkled, her swollen head felt more painful, her long eyelashes were distinct, and her eyelids didn't bother to lift: "How did I come back yesterday? "

She looked at her suspiciously, "You don't remember?"

"Can not remember."

Fei Li didn't know whether to tell her that she really tried so hard to get her to drink water yesterday, if she knew how she fed the water, it might leave a psychological shadow on her.

For her growth, Fei Li focuses on physical and mental health, and does not want her to understand feelings that do not belong to her age.

She lowered her eyebrows and said nonchalantly, "It's nothing. After I bring you back, I'll call the doctor to give you an IV drip to reduce your fever."

Qiao Yan was eating porridge, and glanced at her with dark eyes, as if trying to tell the truth from her expression.

Fei Li said with a smile: "Last night, I was so worried, I will pick you up from now on, don't leave the classroom."

"Why were you so late yesterday? Are you working overtime?"

"There's a traffic jam on the road, so I'm late."

After a while, Qiao Yan finished the porridge obediently, planning to rest for a while.

When she opened her eyes, a white mobile phone fell into view. She stared at the mobile phone dumbly, and then looked at her, confused.

Fei Li turned on the phone and showed her once, "This is the switch key, this is the information box, the phone is here, I saved my number, the number is marked first, and there is a music library. If you are bored, you can listen to it. music."

"This is for me?"

"What? Do you like it? I've always wanted to give you a mobile phone so that you can learn to contact me, and you can't get lost."

Qiao Yan took the mobile phone with the white cover, rubbed the smooth edge, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, opened the screen and saw a string of numbers inside, like a warm current gliding through the tip of her heart.

Pursing her lips tightly, her long eyelashes were wet and trembling, she tilted her head and smiled softly, "Thank you, Ari."

"As long as you're happy, I'll give you everything." Fei Li patted her head and said softly.

She paused her hand, raised her eyes and asked, "Will you give me whatever I want?"

"Well, I can do everything I can for you. Of course, what do you want, Yanyan?"

Qiao Yan was silent for a while, her gaze stayed on her, she bent her lips, and said in a low voice, "I want you to belong to me."

Fei Li paused, wondering if the child was too insecure, maybe she didn't care enough for her.

Qiao Yan frowned on her rosy cheeks, waiting for her to justify herself and send her off.

Fei Li touched her forehead, and the temperature returned to normal. She frowned, and said in an unquestionable tone: "I belong to you now, you are my relatives, and I am your relatives, we will not be separated."

Relatives... She knew this would be the result, but she just fell into it blindly.

Qiao Yan closed her eyes, licked her teeth, and pressed her cheeks. Feeling powerless, she nodded and said word by word, "Okay, my dearest."

In the dim silhouette, the girl's eyes showed a glint of cold disgust, and she pulled the corners of her lips, not continuing to seek answers.

Now the relationship between them is declining day by day, and they can never return to the innocence when they first met.

—

In the days that followed, Fei Li and Qiao Yan always lived in harmony.

Fei Li still took on the task of picking her up after get off work, but the money in her card was also gradually adding several small sums of unknown origin, which really surprised her.

Primary school exams are drawing to a close.

When the head teacher walked to the podium with the test paper and the report card, the whole classroom was silent for an instant.

The tense atmosphere made everyone's hearts beat wildly.

Qiao Yan looked at the report card in the class teacher's hand with a blank expression. Although she was sure that this good thing would not be too bad, she was still worried about English.

The homeroom teacher was silent for a long time, scanning everyone with a solemn expression, and began to announce the results.

"At the end of this semester, our fourth class ranked first in the grade. Everyone worked hard and created the first place. You can't relax during the winter vacation. You must continue to correct your attitude, study hard, and have a happy vacation." The head teacher hesitated for a while, and took He picked up the score sheet and said, "Now we will start announcing the results."

Qiao Yan glanced at her dark eyes, and slowly raised her eyebrows.

"No.1 in the whole grade is a student in our class."

As soon as the voice fell, discussions began under the podium, and many people whispered speculation.

The homeroom teacher focused on the students in the audience, interrupted their voices, and declared righteously: "No. 1 in grade is Qiao Yan, everyone applauds!"

Everyone raised their faces one after another, applauded wildly, and cast envious eyes one by one.

He is really a god of learning. He won the first place every time, and he never fell off the altar.

Cheng Yu glanced at his deskmate in surprise, excited, "Yanyan, you are the number one, wow, I knew you were the best!"

Qiao Yan leaned against the back table, slightly narrowed her peach eyes, and lazily smiled meaningfully.

A wave of heat rose from inside and soaked through the whole body, filling the dilated pores, and trembling slightly.

She really wanted to know what reward Fei Li would give her if she was the first one.