Grumpy emperor dressed as my second personality

Jiang Shitong leaned her head on his right arm, "My brother is the most powerful."

A piece of warmth fell on his arms, Zhao Chen was stunned, Jiang Shitong's hair was soft, and through the thin sleeves, the warmth spread to his skin bit by bit.

"My brother is the best!"

Jiang Shitong repeated it firmly.

Zhao Chen has been here for a few nights, Jiang Shitong has been reading his own books all the time, and rarely communicates with him, Zhao Chen once thought that the relationship between Jiang Chi and this sister was very indifferent.

He didn't find it strange, because all his brothers and sisters were like this.Although they had the same blood in their bodies, the blood was lighter than water.

This indifferent little girl also worships her brother in the same way.

It was the first time that Zhao Chen didn't resist other people's physical contact, he paused, reached out and rubbed the top of Jiang Shitong's head, but I'm not your powerful brother, I'm a fake.

After Jiang Xiaochi finished drinking the milk, one of his eyes didn't even open, struggling towards him and Jiang Shitong, meowing to crawl out of the box.

The little girl in her arms got up, took the little orange cat out of the cardboard box, hugged her in her arms, and then nestled into his arms one by one.

For a moment, Zhao Chen didn't know where to put his hands. This feeling, this feeling of warmth and mutual dependence, he had never experienced since he was eight years old.

After a while, Zhao Chen relaxed, remembering the message Jiang Chi wrote to him on the test paper [Sister, please take care of me], Zhao Chen stretched out his hand and lightly embraced Jiang Shitong's thin and thin arm, holding it in his arms, which was small and weak One person, one cat.

The phone in his pocket rang, and Zhao Chen took it out to see that it was from a doctor named Song Pei.

[Dr. Song Pei: Jiang Chi, how is the doctor in the afternoon?If there's anything I can do for you, just say so. ]

[Dr. Song Pei: I promise, I didn't ask Dr. Duan about your medical condition, I'm just a little worried about you. ]

see a doctor?

Is Jiang Chi sick?

Zhao Chen lowered his head to look at this body, and he didn't feel any discomfort along the way. Could it be that the place covered by the clothes was injured?Check it later when you go to bed and undress.

Zhao Chen wouldn't reply, so he took this opportunity to click on the various signs to learn the functions.

[diracp dews:[/heart]]

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Looking at the red heart just sent out on the page, Zhao Chen was stunned, and in the next second, a heart came back from the other side.

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[Dr. Song Pei: Your mental state will also greatly affect your sister's recovery. You are still a child, so don't put too much pressure on yourself. ]

Zhao Chen stared at the text sent from the opposite side on the screen. Is Jiang Chi not in a good state of mind?He lowered his head and glanced at the gentle and quiet Jiang Shitong. Is there something wrong with Jiang Chi's little sister?

Zhao Chen couldn't ask these two questions to the stranger opposite.

After a while, the other side sent it again.

[Dr. Song Pei: Then you should go to bed early, when you wake up, the sun will be new again[/sun]]

[Doctor Song Pei: Good night. ]

After quitting WeChat, Zhao Chen frowned. Does this excellent pony have so many difficulties in life?

Zhao Chen's eyes were attracted by the first icon in the upper left corner of the page, a hand-painted black and white rabbit with long ears, and Moo Diary was marked underneath.

I don't know what it is, a diary, a daily record.

Zhao Chen clicked on it, and a little rabbit popped up on the page again, with the time on it, and a black circle below it, which read: Record my today.

Zhao Chen swiped to the left, and saw Jiang Chi's last diary, February 2, untitled.

Although looking at other people's things is not good, but... the message from Dr. Song Pei today made him very confused. What happened to Jiang Chi?Why is Jiang Chi sick?

[February 2021, 2 Today, my mother passed away. In fact, I am not sad, because for my mother, it is a relief to be able to leave this world.

From the day when the terminal breast cancer was detected, the countdown to death began. The doctor said that excision was meaningless, because the cancer cells had already metastasized to the bone, and all kinds of injections could be used to maintain life.A person with a temperament like my mother, at the end of life, skinny as a stick, with a distorted face in pain, sleepless nights, endless nights, I don’t know how many times I sat in the corridor of the hospital and cried. They all said that men have tears Not a flick, but I really can't do it anymore.

When my mother left this world, the only concern she could not close her eyes was my sister, because my sister is different from me. My sister has autism, and it is very likely that she will not be able to integrate into society like a normal child in this life, and our family, I With the current ability, it is impossible to provide treatment conditions for the younger sister.

Lin Yuanfeng, a so-called father, became my legal guardian.Back then when he had sex with me after drinking, he forced my mother to kill me. I felt disgusted from the bottom of my heart for a man who dared to act but not to be. But for the sake of Shi Tong, I chose to go back to the Lin family with him. I also dislike me and the existence of Shitong, but I don't care, because I came here only for money, and when I have the ability to bring Shitong a new life, I will take Shitong away from Lin's house.

I admit that I am selfish, indifferent, and ruthless, but I have no choice, and I need time to find the light. 】Zhao Chen looked at the lines of words, as if he saw the unyielding look of the stubborn pony when he wrote these words.

It turns out that Jiang Chi, who lives like a star in the eyes of others, also walks alone in the dark like him?

There was a knock on the door, Zhao Chen turned his head, and the door slowly opened. Lin Yuanfeng, still in a suit, came in with a leather briefcase in his hand.

After reading Jiang Chi's diary, Zhao Chen disliked Jiang Chi's father even more, and asked in a cold tone, "Is there something wrong?"

Lin Yuanfeng smiled and rubbed his hands, "I have a meeting today, I just came back to see you, today your homeroom teacher called me and said that although you just transferred to No. [-] Middle School, you are very smart and strong in science , I praised you, I asked my assistant to contact your former head teacher of the county middle school, it turns out that you have always been excellent, and it is... your mother's pride."

Jiang Chi's diary reminded him of the maternal love he hadn't recalled for a long time, and looked at Lin Yuanfeng again with coldness in his eyes, "You just know?"

Lin Yuanfeng was stunned for a moment. As soon as he came home, he didn't bother to look at Lin Tian and Lin Jian. He went to see Jiang Chi first. As a result, Jiang Chi's attitude towards him was colder than these nine cold winters. The smile on Lin Yuanfeng's face Yi turned cold in an instant, and Jiang Chi didn't even look at him, and looked like he was rushing away.

I licked my smiling face and touched my nose!

With a dark face, Lin Yuanfeng turned around to go out, and slammed the door shut, making Jiang Shitong tremble in fright.

Watching Jiang Shitong hide in his arms, Zhao Chen patted his younger sister's arm lightly, "Don't be afraid, my brother is here."

It turned out that he was not the only one living in the boundless darkness. A thousand years later, there was a boy who was as dazzling as a star, behind him was the same darkness and mud, but this boy never gave up, but Try to live brightly, really like the stars in the sky.

Even if there is only one year left in his life, he is willing to release all his light and heat in this year to give back to the people of Dajin who supported him on the throne.

Zhao Chen exited Jiang Chi's diary and was about to put away his phone when he suddenly saw a black app in the lower right corner - Tyrant.

what is this?

Because of his sensitivity to the word 'tyrant', Zhao Chen clicked on the black icon with his index finger.