Wear it until the scum A tortures the heroine

Xu Jinzhao's question almost made Song Jiao's heart skip a beat.

The tip of the fountain pen accidentally poked the napkin, and a small dot appeared on the side of the new villain's face.

Song Jiao couldn't care less about that ugly little girl on paper. She had asked Xu Jinzhao countless times for the guarantee of being with her forever, but this was the first time Xu Jinzhao asked such a question.

After the sudden blankness of her mind and heartbeat, she couldn't help but have some tiny beautiful delusions, but even she couldn't believe it or confirm it.

Song Jiao's lips moved, but she didn't give any guarantee immediately. Even though she was screaming in her heart to quickly agree to the other party, what she uttered was a rhetorical question.

"...Why do you ask that?"

Xu Jinzhao's expression was a little confused, this was not a deceit, she really didn't know why she asked Song Jiao such a question.

Alpha shook his head: "I don't know either, forget it, just pretend I didn't say it."

She lowered her head, but Song Jiao was very anxious, and she didn't want to end the conversation just like that. She stretched out her hand from across the table and grabbed Xu Jinzhao's palm.

This caused Xu Jinzhao to look at her again, and gave Song Jiao the opportunity to read the expression of the person opposite.

Omega couldn't help but hate her meticulous observation ability, she was disappointed to see that Xu Jinzhao didn't seem to have the kind of meaning she longed for.

Even though she knew that the delusion in her heart had come to nothing, Song Jiao still asked Xu Jinzhao to think about it again and give herself a slightly positive answer.

"You are, you want to be with me all the time, you don't want to leave me, and you don't want me to go, is that so?"

Xu Jinzhao looked at Omega's beautiful little face that was praying, and she could see from this expression the fear that was similar to her own, like an emotional mirror, reflecting her exactly the same.

She suddenly realized why Song Jiao always asked her again and again, hoping that she could guarantee to stay. She must have been in a similar state of mind to her now, and she didn't want to let the spiritual sustenance fly away and become a lonely person again.

Xu Jinzhao felt a dull pain in his heart, and immediately said, "Yes, I think so."

This is the firmest response she can give to Song Jiao so far. She longs to live with him forever. Perhaps the company of two lonely people can relieve the many anguish that cannot be controlled.

Song Jiao showed a little smile.

Xu Jinzhao couldn't understand the meaning behind this smile, he just felt it was both sour and sweet, a hundred times more complicated than his current mood.

Omega took a deep breath, and she said to Xu Jinzhao: "It will only be you who abandon me, not I who abandon you."

This was a heavy and bitter promise, and she put herself in a low position, saying this kind of one-way humble vow to make her Alpha feel at ease.

At this moment, Song Jiao understood Anita in "Sun Lake" very well, why she would be Estella's loyal guardian, showing up when the other party needed her, and leaving after the other party regained her confidence in life.

All because of love, they all yearn for a perfect savior, and deeply understand how small and timid they are, they can only do their best to please the person they like, longing for a little luck from fate.

She really didn't want to be Anita.

But Song Jiao could clearly see that Xu Jinzhao didn't seem to have the kind of enthusiasm he had for her in his eyes.

Song Jiao was not too depressed, she still found some relief, and Alpha couldn't do without her, and was afraid of being left behind.

She really didn't want the other party to suffer this kind of suffering, so she solemnly promised her that she would hand over the scepter that symbolized the abandonment of power into her palm.

This is extremely passive for herself, but there are some things that cannot be forced, so she would rather make the person she likes feel better first, this is all Song Jiao can do.

Xu Jinzhao wanted to refute something, but Song Jiao shook her head at her, and Omega said softly, "Don't be afraid."

This was the first time that she had spoken comforting words. Previously, Xu Jinzhao had told her not to be afraid, but now that she had switched positions, Song Jiao only felt relieved.

There was still a bit of sourness in her heart, but she finally confirmed that Xu Jinzhao did have some kind of attachment to herself, no matter what the reason was, it was still a fact that made people feel a little bit happier.

She can even smile calmly, no longer has to force herself, but smiles quite calmly.

Backing down has become extremely easy for her now. Song Jiao suddenly discovered that she only needs to take the most difficult first step backwards, and then she can quickly adapt and start to run in big strides, getting farther and farther away from the previous bottom line.

She let go of Xu Jinzhao's hand, turned her head slightly, and touched her neck with her fingertips.

"If you are still worried, you can wear a collar to lock me and hold the chain in your hand. Of course, this must be behind the scenes and cannot be exposed. After all, I am representing not only myself, but also my friends who recorded this overall."

Song Jiao once thought about wearing a leather collar around Alpha's snow-white neck, but who knew that the first time she said this imaginary action, it was applied to herself.

She saw that Xu Jinzhao's uneasiness only came from a lack of security, so she hinted with this half-truth and half-fake teasing:

I am willing to obey you wholeheartedly.

Although Omega's tone was quite casual, infinitely close to a joke.

But her eyes didn't hide anything, and she looked over directly, making Xu Jinzhao's heart shaken by the seriousness contained in it.

[Xu Jinzhao] The fierce eagle that could not be subdued by all means, retracted its wings soaring in the sky, lowered its head to kiss him intimately, and even handed over its sharp claws for predation, and took the initiative to teach himself to lock the iron chain, Just for her peace of mind.

Xu Jinzhao suddenly lost the ability to speak, and his eloquent mouthpiece in the past was at a loss for a while, so he could only shake his head to desperately refuse, but he couldn't convey other messages.

Song Jiao doesn't care about the other party's feedback, she is very comfortable now, and she is still in the mood to continue making promises to Alpha in a chatty tone.

"Well, although you don't want to now, I reserve your right to control my actions in private. If you think about it again someday, you are welcome to execute it at any time."

She blinked at Xu Jinzhao, picked up the black fountain pen again, and continued to doodle on the napkin.

Song Jiao retreated following her intuition, and finally regained peace after throwing everything away.

She felt great, and it felt good not to have to rack her brains to think and fight for it. No wonder Yu Lan always liked to lie down where she was, and then let things develop freely.

It is really more comfortable to be a rotten salted fish than to work hard. Of course, it is only limited to my unrequited love for Xu Jinzhao.

She quickly finished drawing herself and Xu Jinzhao's future little girl on the tissue paper.

Because the two mothers in the painting are already holding hands, I had to feel sorry for the 'good girl', and a villain stood next to the adults alone.

But Song Jiao thought about it, but still felt uneasy.

Then he quickly added a hand-in-hand playmate to her, a strange-looking little girl who also wore a skirt, so that the little pity would not be alone.

After everything was drawn, Song Jiao showed the napkin to Xu Jinzhao again.

Although Xu Jinzhao's heart was in a mess, he still couldn't help pointing to the new and unfamiliar person: "Who is this?"

She thought that Song Jiao might say something like 'our second child', but she didn't expect Omega to introduce:

"She's a good friend of my good daughter. I haven't figured out her identity yet. Anyway, it's good for my baby to be happy."

Last time, Song Jiao hated the ugliness of the children she painted, but now that she has added two ugly mothers, the whole family's painting style has become harmonious, and they have turned back into full-faced daughters.

Xu Jinzhao was amused, and her originally suppressed mood was relieved. She looked at the two big and two small on the napkin, and asked Song Jiao:

"Can you give me this painting?"

Song Jiao was a little surprised. She knew exactly what level her graffiti was, so she just drew a few random strokes for fun, and she didn't regard it as a serious painting.

Xu Jinzhao solemnly asked for her consent, which made Song Jiao very happy and felt the sincere attention from the other party.

She immediately smoothed out the crumpled corners of the napkin before handing it to Xu Jinzhao: "It's yours now."

Xu Jinzhao took the napkin, took out the wallet, sorted out a spare layer, folded the tissue carefully and put it away.

When he looked up again, he saw the shining eyes of Omega on the opposite side. Xu Jinzhao smiled at her, and then said softly:

"Stop saying what you said before, your freedom should only belong to you."

Xu Jinzhao's emotions are still not straightened out, but what he told Song Jiao now undoubtedly does not need any rationality to measure.

Song Jiao replied: "But, I think this is very easy. You know, both of us are afraid of losing. If one has to entrust freedom to make the other feel at ease, I would rather that person be me."

Xu Jinzhao was slightly startled, Song Jiao had closed the cap of the fountain pen, stared at her and emphasized: "I don't want to force you to do anything, anything."

This is what Song Jiao said from the bottom of her heart. She doesn't want Xu Jinzhao to have any reluctance. What she longs for is no longer as simple as keeping this person by her side, but has become a spiritual pursuit of a higher level.

Is there anything more complicated and beautiful than two people truly loving each other?

Song Jiao still can't act like an ordinary person and follow her emotions freely. She knows that the system in her brain is too imperfect, with large and small gaps.

She never dared to let this defective machine run freely, nor could she afford the consequences if it got out of control.

But here at Xu Jinzhao, Song Jiao already found it difficult to suppress those restless emotions.

Fortunately, she learned a lot of codes of conduct from Alpha, dedication, tolerance, and concession... Song Jiao couldn't tell why she was fascinated by this person, whether it was related to these.

But she knows that as long as she abides by these principles, her feelings will definitely not hurt the other party.

Because Xu Jinzhao's previous struggles and confusion had never affected her, even though Song Jiao had nothing to be traumatized at that time.

I am really a very greedy and extreme person, Song Jiao thought, and I want to be loved by others, but also want them to love me sincerely, not forcefully.

Can so many shameless demands be granted by God?

Song Jiao didn't want to think about it, she just told Xu Jinzhao: "Doing whatever I want won't make me happy anymore."

For Xu Jinzhao, the atmosphere of this lunch was somewhat unusual.

She was distressed by Song Jiao's ambiguous riddles, and wanted to ask more, but Omega refused to express clearly, and revealed some riddles stingily, and let her guess by herself.

I don't know if Xu Jinzhao started to feel sleepy shortly after lunch because he expended too much energy thinking.

When the two returned to the office, Song Jiao took the drowsy woman to the rest room for an afternoon nap.

Xu Jinzhao fell asleep almost as soon as he touched the pillow, and fell into the hazy darkness.

She went back a long time ago.

Xu Jinzhao had forgotten many important things, and couldn't recall them anyway. She forced herself to put aside her messy thoughts, sat in front of the easel and waited for the model to arrive, trying to make a new draft.

She had already wasted a lot of time before, and the finished manuscript was accidentally damaged, so she had to start from scratch.

Xie Jun, who came to find Xu Jinzhao in the studio, had seen the first draft, and she showed great interest in it, full of praise, but it was a pity that the painting was destroyed by burglars just before it was finished.

The model has not arrived yet, Xie Jun sits beside her: "If the old one doesn't go, the new one won't come, why don't you think of another theme."

Xu Jinzhao was not reconciled, she said to Xie Jun, "I want to redraw."

For some reason, Xie Jun seemed a little irritable, and got angry at her: "Do you have to care about that painting? It's not like you can't draw better ones!"

Xu Jinzhao originally wanted to soften Xie Jun and coax her, she knew how moody her little girlfriend was.

For example, between the two of them, it was clear that the junior sister asked for a kiss and confessed first, but Xie Jun was anxious for a long time after she accepted it frankly, and often lost her temper for no reason when getting along.

Xu Jinzhao has always thought that he is the older one and should be more tolerant, and he has always done so in the past.

But for some reason, Xu Jinzhao suddenly felt unspeakable disgust. Looking at the girl in front of him who was still angry at her for no reason and venting her emotions, a voice in his heart said:

not worth it.

This person is not worth anything from you.

She didn't even feel sick to her stomach for any reason. It seemed that a mouse was jumping up and down in her stomach, making her stomach churn and almost gag.

Xu Jinzhao didn't know why he couldn't tolerate the other party's willfulness anymore, why he suddenly gave Xie Jun an unprecedented definition of harshness in his heart, who seemed to have made no major mistakes.

She tried her best to suppress the urge to drive people out of the studio, but said coldly:

"I have never interfered with your creative freedom, Xie Jun, why do you insist on me changing the subject?"

The other party's complaints stopped abruptly, and the girl's face was slowly turning red.

Xu Jinzhao had never said such a serious word to her, no wonder Xie Jun felt embarrassed, but for some reason, Xu Jinzhao didn't feel any regret for his actions.

Xie Jun asked: "Xu Jinzhao, you can really bear it. Why, can't you pretend at last?"

Xu Jinzhao accepted the other party's new round of unreasonable accusations indifferently, and she turned her gaze back to the blank canvas.

"I've never seen such a fake person like you, pretending to be a saint. I wanted to ask a long time ago, are you tired? Are you cheap? You tried your best to please everyone around you, pretending to be The same temper, don't you also get angry?"

Xie Jun's emotions gradually became agitated with the words. She forbade Xu Jinzhao to look at the canvas and pushed the easel to the ground.

"I really hate you. A hypocrite like you is the most disgusting type of person who only has eyes for yourself. Watching you act every day is a real pain!"

Xu Jinzhao thinks that Xie Jun is a bit baffled, saying so many hurtful things, but the strange thing is that now she just wants to calm down and paint, and doesn't care much about the other party's evaluation.

Before she could think about it, Xie Jun suddenly regained her superficial calm, and she sneered.

"You narcissistic and disgusting gay, do you really think I like being with you? You can take it seriously when I joked. It's so funny."

Xu Jinzhao finally looked at his girlfriend who had escalated her words to attack her sexual orientation.

No, ex-girlfriend, Xie Jun said such words, and obviously did not intend to continue with her. Xu Jinzhao felt that this scene was a bit familiar, as if he had experienced it before, and it could not cause any disturbance in his heart.

Xie Jun probably misunderstood her reaction, first she showed some pleasure, and then strange struggle and regret surfaced.

Xu Jinzhao found it strange that he shouldn't have such a keen observation ability, able to capture the subtle emotional changes of the person in front of him.

She stood up and helped up the easel that had been knocked down. Xie Jun at the side didn't make a sound, and the studio returned to calm.

Xu Jinzhao sat in front of the easel again, and she said to Xie Jun, "I see, you go, I won't look for you again, and you don't come to me again."

The other person's face that only bored her now had fluctuations again.

Xie Jun burst into tears, looking resentful and aggrieved, as if she was the one who was insulted.

Xu Jinzhao didn't understand why she didn't leave, and looked at Xie Jun with a frown. The girl's tears in front of her couldn't move her in any way.

Xie Jun finally said: "Don't repaint, it won't do you any good."

Leaving those words behind, Xie Jun turned and left Xu Jinzhao's studio.

She passed by Xu Jinzhao's model, who subconsciously glanced at Xie Jun, and quickly apologized to Xu Jinzhao: "I'm sorry, Teacher Xu, I'm late."

Xu Jinzhao sighed, "It's okay, my side was messed up just now."

She wanted the other party to continue to follow the usual practice of posing by the window, but she accidentally said, "You... let your hair go."

This girl has quite beautiful long hair, which is extremely hard and is being tied back by a hair tie at the moment, which was Xu Jinzhao's previous request.

The model obediently untied her hair tie, and the beautiful black hair spread out like a dark cloud and gathered around the girl's shoulders.

Xu Jinzhao moved a small table from a corner, spread a tablecloth on it, and let the model sit behind the table.

She looked at the other party carefully, and asked for permission first: "I'll braid your hair."

After the model nodded, she stepped forward to braid the girl's hair. The technique was not complicated, but very loosely braided from the middle and lower sections, and then put the ends of the hair on her shoulders. *

After Xu Jinzhao finished all this, he sat across from the model.

She seemed to see through the person in front of her eyes another beautiful face that could arouse her entire soul and contained countless complicated schemes underneath.

She saw the strange yet familiar muse, across time and space, smiling at her.

Xu Jinzhao had a very long sleep this time. She had a very long dream, but she couldn't remember the content of the dream at all after waking up.

She sat up slowly, feeling a little tight in her chest, her heart was beating wildly in her chest, and it took several minutes for her to gradually calm down.

Xu Jinzhao clutched his chest, turned his gaze to the gap between the curtains, and saw that the sky outside was already a little bit dusk.

The air conditioner in the room was still blowing cold air, so Xu Jinzhao turned off the air conditioner with the remote control, and his eyes swept to the wall clock opposite the small bed.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening, and I actually slept for five hours. No wonder it felt like a long time.

Xu Jinzhao turned over and got out of bed, not daring to move too violently, for fear of pulling his chest.

This is also a strange phenomenon that has only appeared in recent months. Once I wake up and make a big movement, there is a chance that my chest will be affected and hurt.

However, the examination results were normal. There was no organic disease in the heart, and the ribs were healthy with no inflammation.

She moved her body slightly, walked to the window, and opened the curtains. The setting sun that was emitting golden flames stopped in the west, and the clouds in the sky were reflected in orange.

Xu Jinzhao wondered why Song Jiao didn't wake him up. It was already past the off-duty time recorded by his friends, and he could see through the window that the park's parking lot was already largely empty.

She returned to the bed, picked up the phone from the small cabinet, and found that there was a quick message from Song Jiao half an hour ago.

Song Jiao: [I will go to the South Tower for a meeting, and it will end at [-]:[-]. ]

This is probably the message that Omega sent before the meeting when she saw that she hadn't woken up, so that she wouldn't find anyone after she woke up.

Xu Jinzhao laughed unconsciously.

She turned off the phone, looked at her face at the screen that was no longer illuminated, and made sure if Song Jiao had played any pranks while she was sleeping.

With a clean face, no cat whiskers, and no strange handwriting, Song Jiao was obviously much more well-behaved and honest than Xu Jinzhao imagined.

Xu Jinzhao felt that he definitely couldn't tell Song Jiao about these subconscious inspections after waking up, so as not to inspire Omega and really make some small movements for her.

She didn't reflect at all that she thought Song Jiao too badly, so she put away her phone and folded up the thin quilt in the lounge.

Xu Jinzhao walked out of the lounge and gently closed the door of the room. There was no one in the office, and the computer was turned off. She was the only one left.

She came to the easel, and the drawing paper was a sketch that Song Jiao had made in the morning while working in the office.

Xu Jinzhao examined his own composition, and after a while turned his gaze to the handbag on the tea table.

Xu Jinzhao picked up his handbag, took out his wallet, and pulled out a neatly folded napkin from the interlayer.

She sat on the soft chair by the tea table, unfolded the napkin, and Xu Jinzhao laughed as soon as she saw the masterpieces of graffiti.

Omega belongs to the type of person who has no talent for art. The characters are painted in strange shapes. The family of three and the friends of the younger members are very eye-catching.

But the more Xu Jinzhao looked at it, the happier he became. His eyes flicked back and forth between 'Song Jiao' and 'Xu Jinzhao', and the smile on his face never stopped.

She didn't know what was so funny, the graffiti villain was a little ugly, so it wouldn't be too long-lasting.

But Xu Jinzhao couldn't control himself at all, and couldn't help laughing at the last glance, so he had to put the tissue on the table, so as not to make himself laugh all the time.

Perhaps it was the super-long sleep that gave her enough energy. Xu Jinzhao is now refreshed and in a great mood.

She unintentionally glanced out of the window, and glanced at the door of the south corner building and walked out of a dozen small figures. Among them, the one walking towards this side was very familiar, and when she looked over intently, she found that it was indeed Song Jiao.

Overlooking from a long distance from the main building to the southeast end, it can be seen that Omega is walking quickly and eagerly.

Xu Jinzhao took out his phone and sent Song Jiao a crying emoji.

After posting, she looked up again, and saw that Song Jiao had stopped, as if she was looking down at something.

The phone in Xu Jinzhao's palm vibrated.

Song Jiao: [What's wrong? ]

Xu Jinzhao: [Alone is so boring. ]

Omega sent a series of ellipses, and Xu Jinzhao laughed again. She looked out of the window again, and saw the small figure outside the south corner building looking up precisely.

Song Jiao: [I see you, come down quickly. ]

Concise and concise, Xu Jinzhao didn't believe that she could see him, but he still replied obediently: [Here you come. ]

She put away her mobile phone, folded the paper towel upside down on the tea table back into her wallet, stuffed it into her handbag, and hurried downstairs.

Xu Jinzhao felt strangely excited, looking forward to meeting Song Jiao.

She rejoiced in this little reunion, even though the two had been together today.

Arriving at the first floor, the busy hall during the day was empty and quiet. Xu Jinzhao walked out of the main building and saw Song Jiao waiting at the bottom of the steps.

Her beautiful and clean face was dyed a light orange by the setting sun, and her long hair neatly braided behind her ears also had an indescribably gentle color.

Omega Nuannuan looked at her.

Xu Jinzhao only felt that the person in front of him was extremely beautiful, and all the expectations in his heart were met by the world, overflowing with a lot of happiness beyond the standard.

She walked down the steps quickly, and took the initiative to copy Wei Liang's little hand in her palm.

"Go home!"

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The author has something to say:

Kitten In the first half of this chapter, I intuitively retreated.

But I still have to advise the kitten: don't trust the results of your own observations too much. Human emotions are very complicated, and sometimes you can't understand them at a glance.

And most importantly, don't be a riddler! ! !

*Here is the look that Jiaojiao used to have when she had breakfast with her when she was still wary of the present.

PS: In the middle of this chapter, the present is actually returning to the timeline of the real world, and starting to reverse the life of being stabbed in the back by the junior sister.

The information has been conveyed relatively restrained and fragmented. Here is a summary of the plot for angels who may not have fully understood or skipped chapters.

Xie Jun is Jinchao's younger sister. She has complicated feelings towards Jinchao, and she has a certain jealousy. She is the one who is really pretending to be innocent and harmless among the two.

When she was with Jinzhao, it was a straight girl who teased Ji in a daze. Kissing and confessing were all jokes, but in fact, she liked her a little unconsciously. She was afraid of real development and couldn't help being attracted.

Currently trusting her, she showed her the oil painting he participated in (the painting in the setting is very brilliant), Xie Jun was fascinated by it, and secretly painted a copy of it.

It happened that Jinzhao's studio was burglarized and the painting was destroyed. Xie Jun handed over his own signed imitation with the idea of ​​making the best use of everything. Anyway, Xu Jinzhao's painting was destroyed.

But now she is very stubborn and wants to redraw before the deadline. Xie Jun is afraid of remorse and hate, and tries to prevent her from redrawing.

To reverse the development of the timeline:

As in the text, after two years of training in "Jiaojiao", and now I have a vague impression of Xie Jun after being backstabbed, I choose to completely turn against Xie Jun and prepare to draw the image that suddenly appeared in my mind.

As for who it is, everyone knows.

Development of the original timeline:

Today tolerated Xie Jun's emotional venting, and resubmitted it in private, but the work was rather sloppy, and it was later than Xie Jun's painting. The reviewer found that there were two similar paintings. The time of investigation, the suspected plagiarism was placed on Jinzhao .

Xie Jun chose to acquiesce, in order to preserve her mentality, she attacked people who are also hypocritical and selfish at present, so she was selfish at all, and she made more harsh language accusations than those in the main text of this chapter, which led to the collapse of present mentality.

The author is not an art major, and there must be irrationality in the plot involving majors, so please try to ignore it

[Bi Xin]

PPS: I just picked up my junior sister’s name at random. If you happen to meet an angel named Xie Mingjun, I’m so sorry (put your hands together), your name sounds very nice!