Wear it until the scum A tortures the heroine

The large balcony extending out from the first floor of the villa has floor-to-ceiling windows on three sides, and the ceiling above the head is also made of glass.

On a sunny day, the sun shines in without any dead ends, and the whole balcony is like a big greenhouse.

After seeking permission from Xu Jinzhao, Aunt Li used foam boxes to sow small tomatoes and other vegetables on the balcony, and also inserted strawberry seedlings.

Now it's dark outside, only the warm light inside, this balcony has become a lighthouse in the sea of ​​night.

Green plants and vegetables of different heights surround the balcony, and the interior is as warm as spring. Song Jiao's Chlorophytum hangs in the southeast corner, and the two look at each other through the flowerpot.

Because just now Xu Jinzhao childishly pushed the spider plant pot with his fingers, and those green and narrow long leaves of the spider plant were swaying between her and Song Jiao at this moment.

She saw the night reflected in Song Jiao's eyes, the slightly swaying leaves, and her little self.

The thin iron chain of the flower pot hanging lock made a very small creaking sound. Aunt Li was preparing dinner in the kitchen. The sound of the range hood colliding with the tableware faintly came, playing a symphony full of life.

Xu Jinzhao knows that Song Jiao will not do meaningless things, she almost never has a whim, and there are thoughts behind everything she says and does.

The same is true for this invitation, which must be the result of Song Jiao's careful consideration.

This is indeed an invitation, and even more precious.After all, who would let irrelevant people easily participate in the worship of their mother?

Xu Jinzhao was a little moved, because Song Jiao seldom mentioned her family, and the last time she mentioned it to herself, she still wanted to visit Song Yikang in prison.

At that time, the relationship between them was not so peaceful, and Song Jiao did not have the freedom to travel.

Although Xu Jinzhao didn't mean to restrict, Omega tacitly agreed that the rules left by [Xu Jinzhao] still work. She wants to visit her father, but she still needs to ask him.

It was also at that time that Xu Jinzhao suddenly discovered that there were still so many estrangements between her and Song Jiao, and they were far from being as close as he imagined.

This further aroused Xu Jinzhao's longing for his relatives and many doubts about his own existence.

And many things have changed subtly and silently in a good direction in the later daily life.

Song Jiao can now drive around in the car, Xu Jinzhao never asks, and there is a tacit trust between them.

Song Jiao wanted to visit her mother's grave, but Xu Jinzhao didn't need to be informed about it, but she took the initiative to mention it and invited her to go with her.

This might be a hint, Xu Jinzhao thought, that he could go deeper into her life, including her past, her family.

If the place they are going to is not the cemetery, and what they want to see is not Song Jiao's mother's tombstone, this is even an act of introducing friends and family members to each other.

Xu Jinzhao felt Song Jiao's implicit friendliness, and she was sure that it was not her over-analysis, but something Song Jiao passed on and hoped she would understand.

Xu Jinzhao said, "No problem, I will accompany you."

She hesitated in her heart, wondering whether she should say something to Song Jiao, thank her for her invitation, or comfort her so that she would not mourn too much.

Song Jiao didn't respond immediately, because she just said something, and suddenly remembered Xu Jinzhao's doodles on the paper when he was drunk.

The couple with friendly faces and warm smiles.

Xu Jinzhao obviously cared about his parents very much, otherwise he wouldn't be able to paint such a gentle portrait.

She also thought of Xu Jinzhao's wet eyes when she came home that time, and Song Jiao felt that Alpha must have cried.

Song Jiao was not sure if Xu Jinzhao would be aroused to miss her parents. Ordinary people seem to miss their parents, especially her friends are particularly emotional.

Both of them fell silent for a moment, and finally it was Song Jiao who spoke first:

"My mother used to be always busy."

She chose to talk about her related past events to divert Xu's possible melancholy at present.

Song Jiao had never mentioned these things to anyone, and they had always been deeply hidden in her memory. She never even mentioned them to her father, because Song Yikang always overreacted to the past and made some abnormal crazy behaviors.

As the words fell to the ground, Song Jiao realized that the image of her mother in her heart was not so blurred, and it seemed that as she blurted out, it immediately became clear, real, and lifelike.

More details were also recalled by her. Song Jiao said slowly: "She is very beautiful and can also dress herself up. She is always very energetic, but she puts more on her work."

Song Jiao raised the braids on her shoulders with her fingertips, and played with them carefully, as if picking up those shadowed predecessors and fiddled with them in her palm.

"I like her combing my hair. She has very skillful hands and can braid a lot of beautiful braids, but she doesn't do it for me many times. I learn her method and braid myself every day."

Song Jiao raised her eyes, her pupils were deep and clear, the spider plant had stopped shaking, and it was reflected quietly in her eyes.

In an almost smug tone, she showed off her intelligence: "I can always learn without my mother teaching me."

"So even when she's not around, I can manage my hair well. The aunties at home only do my ponytails, and only my mother can do so many braids."

Song Jiao found with some doubts that Xu Jinzhao's expression didn't seem right. She was indeed attracted by her words, but she showed a little love and sadness.

This is contrary to her purpose. Song Jiao hopes that Xu Jinzhao will not think about negative things before sharing her private interactions with her family.

Song Jiao thought for a while, and she emphasized: "I was very happy at that time."

She played a little word game, happy of course, but not as much as the context would suggest.This is a luxury experience for her.

Unexpectedly, Xu Jinzhao looked even more sad for her, Song Jiao had no choice but to comfort her instead:

"Don't be sad, I'm fine now."

Song Jiao really feels good now, perhaps because she lacks those vivid, positive emotions that ordinary people can have at will. Correspondingly, when she loses something, she will not suffer as much as ordinary people.

If there is a loss, there must be a gain, she thinks it is very fair.

Song Jiao stretched out her hand, and through the spider plant leaves, she touched Xu Jinzhao's hair with her fingertips, and her five fingers penetrated into it, combing her meticulously, trying to make her happy.

Xu Jinzhao's hair is a bit longer, and she always pulls up her long hair in the company, but now when she gets home, she unzips it and drape it over her shoulders.

Alpha's curly hair that was permed before has not been taken care of by a hair stylist, so the radian of the wave is no longer so obvious.

Her hair is not as fluffy as Song Jiao's, it is much softer than hers.

Although Xu Jinzhao has a sharp and sharp face, he has soft hair consistent with his personality.

Song Jiao caressed these beautiful long hairs that felt great to the touch, and suddenly thought: "Let me braid your hair, okay?"

As expected, she saw Alpha nodding to her. Xu Jinzhao would seldom refuse her, even if Song Jiao's requests were sometimes unusual, he would always agree with great tolerance.

To be honest, no one has ever indulged Song Jiao so much, allowing her to have the upper hand and do all kinds of unreasonable actions.

However, Song Jiao has confidence in her hair braiding skills, she can make Xu Jinzhao look good, and she is sure to make him happy.

Xu Jinzhao was dragged by Omega to the living room and sat on the sofa. Song Jiao said to her, "Wait for me, I'll go get some things."

Seeing Song Jiao flying upstairs like a light bird, Xu Jinzhao felt a little heavy in his heart.

Although Song Jiao speaks in a relaxed and normal tone, the childhood experience narrated is even more lonely.

Song Jiao is extremely sensitive in some aspects, and she can always look at what happened to her objectively.

She said that her mother is very busy and cannot interact with her often, so this busyness will not have a filter of private senses, but that her mother is indeed neglected to accompany Xiao Songjiao.

Xu Jinzhao could almost imagine how she stared at the movements of her fingers when her mother combed little Song Jiao's hair, recording all those details in her heart.

Then when there is no one, little Song Jiao will look in the mirror and reproduce the braids her mother made for her, and try to find the joy of being with her mother in the process.

Xu Jinzhao's guess was correct, the only deviation was that the happiness that Song Jiao had found in it was only a little bit.

But also because of its rarity, it is particularly vivid, becoming that touch of color in the black and white world, which makes her never forget it.

Song Jiao went downstairs with the small box, and Alpha sat obediently and waited where she was, which made her very satisfied.

Omega brought some auxiliary tools for braiding, such as rubber bands, clips, and clips.

The night when she first came to this world, Xu Jinzhao slept under Song Jiao's bed. To prevent those alpha instincts from causing trouble, she found rolls of ribbons on Song Jiao's dressing table and tied her wrists.

So Xu Jinzhao knew that Song Jiao had many gadgets to decorate her hair, and she seemed to be a very beautiful girl.

Song Jiao moved the pouf, pressed her fingertips on the sides of Xu Jinzhao's cheeks, looked at her face, and seemed to be thinking about how to braid her hair.

Xu Jinzhao wanted to speak. She had a lot to ask. She thought she knew Song Jiao very well, but now she didn't know enough.

Much of her cognition of Song Jiao comes from "Jiao Jiao", but how can the creation of a real personality be fully described and fully displayed in words?

Song Jiao seemed to have made up her mind, she sat closer to Xu Jinzhao, picked up the comb, and combed those shiny long hair in her palm.

Her movements were extremely skillful, fast and light, Xu Jinzhao could only feel a slight tugging, without any pain.

Song Jiao was confident in her technique, so she used hair clips to clip the combed long hair in pieces.

She picked up one of the strands, and heard Xu Jinzhao say, "I see you have made many hairstyles, did your mother make them for you?"

Song Jiao focused on the movements of her hands: "Of course not, she is really busy and doesn't have that much time to tie my hair."

"How busy is busy?" Xu Jinzhao asked, "I always go home every day."

Song Jiao shook her head: "She doesn't come home very often and often has to work overtime. My dad is okay, but I may only see my mom once or twice a week."

This frequency is a bit exaggerated. Both Qiao Chu and Song Yikang are executives of the Xu Corporation. Xu Jinzhao is a little puzzled why Song Jiao sees Qiao Chu less than Song Yikang.

She heard Song Jiao continue to say: "My mother works very hard, I think she probably wants to prove herself."

Xu Jinzhao was taken aback.

Song Jiao said softly: "She is an Omega, and it is always more difficult to prove herself than others. Sometimes I think that after she dies, she might not be so tired, and finally she can lie down and rest."

Hearing what Song Jiao said, Xu Jinzhao gradually came to his senses.

Xu Boyang is an Alpha chauvinist, and it is difficult for Beta to succeed under his command.

Qiao Chu was the only Omega in the management of the company, which in itself already proved her ability.

But judging from the way Xu Boyang once talked about Qiao Chu, he seemed to only regard him as Song Yikang's subordinate, even though Qiao Chu's work may actually create more value than Song Yikang.

Song Jiao changed positions and braided the other side of Xu Jinchao's hair. She lightly mentioned her mother's death.

"During the National Day holiday, they originally agreed to take me out to play, but there seemed to be something wrong with the company. My mother answered Uncle Xu's call and was about to rush over. My father didn't agree, but she insisted. She left and never came back.”

Song Jiao's voice was very calm: "My father forbade me to see her for the last time, and left me at home to go to the hospital by myself. But I heard that my mother's car was hit head-on by a large trailer with brake failure. Come on, it's rotten to scrap metal."

Xu Jinzhao suddenly shuddered. She realized that, to some extent, Qiao Chu was almost forced to death by Xu Boyang.

The crash was an accident, but not quite.

She also finally understood what was wrong with the way Song Yikang looked at Xu Jinzhao's memory.

Perhaps from Song Yikang's perspective, Xu Boyang was the indirect murderer who killed his wife. This indirect murderer had no guilt or sympathy, and was indifferent to Qiao Chu's death.

It was as if what died was not a person, but a tool that was not so handy.

And Xu Jinzhao, the adult Alpha daughter of the indirect wife murderer, still wants to use force to take away his only remaining child.

Facing such a hopeless situation, Xu Jinzhao can understand Song Yikang's despair and extreme.

She also felt suffocated by Song Jiao's description of Qiao Chu, those endless crazy jobs, recognized goals that could never be achieved.

Just because she knew Xu Boyang's definition of Qiao Chu, her death was particularly ironic and tragic.

Xu Jinzhao also understood Song Jiao's words. When Sisyphus died while pushing the boulder up the mountain, it might really be a relief for Qiao Chu. *

Sensing her strangeness, Song Jiao stopped what she was doing and looked at Xu Jinzhao.

She found that Alpha's expression was quite complicated, and it was difficult for Song Jiao to analyze clearly what kind of expression it was.

It was only then that Song Jiao remembered that Xu Jinzhao seemed to be particularly empathetic with others, especially what happened to her.

Song Jiao didn't know what Alpha was thinking, but it was impossible to maintain this state.

She held Xu Jinzhao's cheeks and comforted him: "Don't think too much."

Song Jiao said: "People have to live in the present, and it is meaningless to look back on the past. The important thing is that you will always treat me well and protect me, right?"

Xu Jinzhao nodded heavily in her palm, and she held Song Jiao's hand, and said after a while, "Of course."

Song Jiao smiled at her and told her softly, "Then I will treat you well and protect you. I am a very fair person."

She knew that it was ridiculous to say these things in her current situation, after all, she had nothing at present.

All Song Jiao can offer Xu Jinzhao is a promise for the future. She has some ideas about this, but she doesn't plan to be honest with Xu Jinzhao now.

Omega continued to make hair for Xu Jinzhao, and Xu Jinzhao was thinking about another matter.

From Qiao Chu, she thought of Xu Jinzhao's mother.

Xu's mother was not young when she gave birth to Xu Jinzhao, and she seemed to have been hurt during childbirth. As long as Xu Jinzhao can remember, Xu's mother has not been in good health.

Mother Xu treats Xu Jinzhao very well, she is a gentle woman, but as her health gets worse, she will always get sick, so the child can only be handed over to the nanny.

Later, she became seriously ill, and Xu Boyang also separated his wife and daughter.

As time passed, Xu Jinzhao became more dependent on the nanny and his father who often appeared, and his impression of his mother was that of a sick woman.

It's also a coincidence that Xu's mother died of illness when Xu Jinchao was 10 years old, and Song Jiao was also 10 years old when Qiao Chu passed away, but there was a 4-year age difference between the two.

Xu Jinzhao doesn't have much affection for his mother, and Xu Boyang doesn't often mention his dead wife. In the past, she rarely visited his mother's grave.

Xu Jinzhao felt that Xu Jinzhao was a bit cold. She remembered that Xu's mother left all the inheritance to her daughter, and she got it when Xu Jinzhao became an adult.

She said to Song Jiao: "At that time, I will also go to pay my respects...to my mother and visit her grave."

Xu Jinzhao couldn't call Xu Boyang his father, but he respected Xu's mother.

Song Jiao said, "Okay, then we've made a deal."

She fixed the bun firmly with small clips, adjusted the curled back sideburns, and showed Xu Jinzhao a mirror.

Xu Jinzhao found that Song Jiao's hands were really dexterous, so she braided several strands of twist, which seemed to be pulled back casually, and then braided these thin braids into thick strands, hanging low behind her head.

The hair on the temples is not completely collected, but combed out to give a fluffy air feeling and modify the whole.

She praised: "It's beautiful."

Aunt Li had already served the food on the table, and greeted the two hostesses in the restaurant: "Dinner is ready!"

On the day of the public holiday, Xu Jinzhao got up early. Without makeup, she changed into a dark formal suit and tied her long hair up.

She asked the housekeeper about the exact location of Xu's mother's cemetery, which happened to be in the Beicheng Cemetery in Juzhou.

Song Jiao's dress was similar to hers, and both of them were extremely serious. Xu Jinchao had ordered flowers the day before, and he could drive to pick them up in the morning.

Song Jiao looked the same as before, but Xu Jinzhao was a little nervous.

Before leaving, Omega was still in the mood to tease her: "Why are you so nervous, you walk with the same hands and feet."

Xu Jinzhao saw that Song Jiao really didn't care too much, rather than pretending to be relaxed, so she was infected by this mood and relaxed.

She responded: "You are my wife now, I am meeting my mother-in-law, isn't it normal to be nervous?"

Song Jiao joked: "Then you have to behave better so that my mother likes you."

Xu Jinzhao pretended to think about it for a while, and said to himself: "I think I am quite popular with the elders."

Although the two went out early, the road conditions today were not very good. Since it was a public holiday, there were not a few people traveling.

Finally arrived at the Juzhou Beicheng cemetery, Xu Jinzhao parked the car in the parking lot, and Song Jiao each took flowers for worship, and went first to the cemetery where Qiao Chu's tombstone was located.

After entering the cemetery, the attitude of the two became serious, and they stopped joking.

Xu Jinzhao saw Ms. Qiao in the photo of the tombstone. The woman in the black and white photo had a bright smile and was full of confidence. It seemed to be a photo of her when she was young, very beautiful and youthful.

Song Jiao swept away the surrounding dust and dust with her own hands, and placed the carnations and white daisies in front of the tombstone, while Xu Jinzhao stood beside her.

Song Jiao burned three sticks of incense for her mother, and she stood silently in front of the tombstone for a moment before saying:

"Mom, you have a good rest down there. I'm fine, don't miss me."

Her expression was indifferent, but Xu Jinzhao felt a little sour. The more calm she was, the more sad she felt for everything Song Jiao had encountered.

After Song Jiao finished talking with her mother, she raised her eyes to Xu Jinzhao, beckoning her to come forward.

Xu Jinzhao gently placed the flowers prepared by Qiao Chu next to Song Jiao's bouquet. She was embarrassed to call herself Song Jiao's wife, but said:

"Hello, Auntie. I'm Song Jiao's friend. My name is Xu Jinzhao. I will take good care of Song Jiao and prevent her from being wronged."

After finishing speaking, she bowed to Qiao Chu's tombstone.

When Xu Jinzhao straightened up and the two stood for a while, Song Jiao said to her, "Let's go, let's go see Aunt Lian."

The atmosphere in the cemetery is very peaceful, the surrounding greenery is very good, and there are many birds chirping.

Xu Jinzhao's mother's name is Lian Tian, ​​and she lives up to her name. Even the lady's appearance and expression are very gentle. She sits upright in the posthumous photo and smiles at the people outside the photo.

This is not Xu Jinzhao's mother, presumably it is Xu Jinzhao that the lady is eager to see.It's a pity that her daughter didn't remember to visit her mother very much in the past, and she won't in the future.

For the first time, Xu Jinzhao felt guilty for occupying Xu Jinzhao's identity. She silently put down the flowers, not knowing what to say to Ms. Lian.

Even as far as she knows the world of "Jiao Jiao", Xu Jinzhao's morals are corrupt, she persecuted [Song Jiao] by illegal means, and was finally punished by law.

Xu Jinzhao sighed, but didn't say anything after all, but looked at Song Jiao.

Song Jiao probably understood her state of mind, and stepped forward to put down the flowers.

Walk out of the cemetery and back to the car.

Song Jiao sat in the co-pilot, fastened her seat belt, and said to Xu Jinzhao:

"There's something I want to tell you."

Song Jiao's attitude was extremely serious, Xu Jinzhao didn't know what she was going to say, so he looked over in a daze.

Song Jiao said: "I need 50, cash, not credit card limit."

She stared at Alpha's face, the other's expression was a little surprised, but she was still intently waiting to listen to the follow-up.

Song Jiao explained to Xu Jinzhao her plans for the social network and her expectations for the future as concisely as possible.

She didn't show any ambition to the co-developer [Yu], but she showed it to Xu Jinzhao unreservedly, even though she wasn't sure that Xu Jinzhao would have some trust in her judgment.

Xu Jinzhao did say that he believed in her, but it was an emotional promise, and Song Jiao knew the difference.

"...So, if it is only used by students from Changnan University, or even those universities around Juzhou, I have enough money to rent a server and make the website go online. But my desire is more than that."

"Once it is promoted according to my plan, the speed of user growth will be amazing. The initial investment of 50 is actually a conservative estimate."

Song Jiao didn't see any contempt or perfunctory from Xu Jinzhao's face.

In fact, Xu Jinzhao's eyes were so hot when he looked over, Omega was sure he saw admiration in it.

Xu Jinzhao was indeed shocked. After listening to Song Jiao's statement, she almost sighed softly.

"Song Jiao, you are a genius."

When he came here, Xu Jinzhao had already discovered that the Internet in this world was only in its infancy and belonged to a new industry.

Against such a background, Song Jiao, an aboriginal person, almost accurately predicted the arrival of the era of online social networking.

"Jiao Jiao" does not specify the industry that Song Jiao eventually engaged in, but she was imprisoned by Xu Jinzhao for 4 years, and she must have missed the wave of the Internet at that time, but she still ignited a brilliant flame.

She almost hated Xu Jinzhao, hated everything she had done, but said decisively: "No problem, I will give you the money, you don't have to pay it back."

If it was Xu Jinzhao's compensation for Song Jiao, 50 yuan was actually too little.

Xu Jinzhao looked at Song Jiao with burning eyes, but Song Jiao frowned.

Song Jiao: "I'm not borrowing money from you."

Omega seriously retorted: "Make it clear, I want you to invest in me, you invest 50, and I will give you 20% of the shares. This is very different from borrowing money."

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The author has something to say:

Silly boy, wake up! !Your wife wants to take you off! ! !

*Sisyphus is a figure in Greek mythology. The specific story can be duniang. Here it refers to Qiao Chu’s ineffective and hopeless labor. Under Xu Boyang’s inherent impression, she will never be able to make the other party face up to her ability.

PS: I'm joking, I won't only eat my wife now, don't worry!