Wear it until the scum A tortures the heroine

Song Yikang's words undoubtedly verified Song Jiao's worst guess.

Her mind went blank for a moment, and she didn't know what to think or do with all her strength, and countless disturbing thoughts piled up in her heart.

Song Jiao thought that this state lasted for a long time, but in fact it only lasted for a second or two, so she replied:

"Okay, I'll come right now."

After hanging up the phone, she turned her gaze to Xu Jinzhao, who was waiting outside the car window, and vaguely saw her own peaceful face through the glass.

Omega thanked himself for his habitual control of his demeanor, and was also thankful that he didn't open the car door to answer the call.

Putting away her phone, she lowered the car window.

This was an inconspicuous signal. Xu Jinzhao took a few steps closer, bent over and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Song Jiao didn't turn off the engine and got out of the car, Xu Jinzhao realized that she might have to drive out again.

It is now approaching dusk, and the setting sun in early winter casts a deep red light, coloring half of the sky gradually, and covering everything on the earth with an indistinct hazy yellow.

Gazing through the car window frame that separated Alpha's beautiful face, Song Jiao felt in a trance that the other party was like an emissary who landed in the picture frame and cast a gentle gaze on her. With the occasional compassion of the gods for mortals, she was captured by the master. Painting, let yourself have a glimpse of the beauty and joy in heaven.

Maybe it was the unreal texture brought by the evening light and shadow, or maybe the heavy burden on her heart finally made Song Jiao feel unbearable. She took a few breaths and smiled at Xu Jinzhao:

"My dad's phone number, let me go home."

Her expression was helpless, and she couldn't see anything unusual. Xu Jinzhao nodded and said, "Drive slowly on the road."

Song Jiao put her left arm on the window and leaned over, her pupils reflected two clusters of golden dark fires ignited by the setting sun.

Xu Jinzhao understood the other party's intentions, bent his body even lower, and kissed the soft lips of his little girlfriend intimately.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that Omega was a little stiff, and the other party didn't seem particularly happy to ask for a kiss.

But the next moment Song Jiao ended the kiss, retreated into the cab, and only brushed Xu Jinchao's cheek with her cool fingertips: "I'm leaving."

Her voice was brisk and soft, and Xu Jinzhao's tiny doubts that had just popped up in his mind disappeared in the ending, and he retreated to let Song Jiao out of the garage.

Finally, Xu Jinzhao couldn't help raising his voice and asked, "Jiaojiao, are you still going home for dinner?"

Seeing Omega's little hand sticking out of the car window and shaking it, she sighed, it seemed that she was not coming back to have dinner together.

Song Jiao drove out of the Biwan community and saw her father standing under the plane tree from a distance.

The trees planted on both sides of the wide road began to lose their leaves in mid-November. The long, yellow-brown clouds on the canopy rustled with the wind, shaking off countless leaves that were bigger than the palm of your hand, and fell again after the sanitation.

Song Yikang under the tree looked more lifeless than the withered and yellow phoenix trees in autumn, at least the phoenix trees were tall and straight, but his tall and thin body was bent.

When he noticed that Song Jiao's car was approaching, Song Yikang immediately straightened his back, looking at his daughter with rolling dark clouds under his calm face.

Song Jiao lowered the car window and said to him, "Dad, it's cold outside, you get in the car."

The wind was blowing outside, Song Yikang opened the passenger door and sat in, Song Jiao didn't drive any further, but let the car stop here.

She expected that the atmosphere of the conversation below would not be pleasant, but she didn't expect her father to ask, "Jiaojiao, do you still remember how your mother left?"

Of course Song Jiao remembered, she looked at her father and heard him say: "You have a good memory since you were young, so you probably won't forget it."

She was silent, and Song Yikang didn't look at her, but looked straight ahead. At this moment, he burst out with unprecedented vitality, from his expression to his body language, all of which revealed anger and hatred.

Song Yikang said: "I can't figure out why you would walk with that kind of person. You should know what her father looks like, and you should also know what she looks like."

He finally turned his head to look at Song Jiao, and did not speak again, but the disappointment on his face was easily visible.

Song Jiao felt her throat was tightened by a pair of invisible hands, and she asked, "Can you calmly listen to me now?"

This is the question Song Jiao sincerely wants to ask. She wants to make sure that her father can maintain a certain rationality and listen to her explanation, instead of being controlled by emotions.

Song Yikang: "Tell me."

Song Jiao couldn't see any restraint of his anger towards her, but there was no good way. She took a deep breath and told her father directly.

"She and [Xu Jinzhao] are not the same person."

Song Yikang looked at her like a clumsy liar, and Song Jiao said, "She just has the identity of [Xu Jinzhao], but she is not [Xu Jinzhao] herself."

Song Yikang laughed shortly.

"It's not like an excuse you can make up. Medical technology is not yet advanced enough to allow one person to replace another's face."

Song Jiao: "No, this has nothing to do with medicine, it's only about metaphysics. She replaced [Xu Jinzhao] from the soul level."

Now Song Yikang's eyes looked like he was looking at a patient in delirium. Song Jiao couldn't prove the truth of this matter to him, so he could only say:

"She and [Xu Jinzhao] are completely different people. If you have been in contact with her, you will understand that this is not a fairy tale."

Just as Song Jiao thought before, Song Yikang refused to listen to him at all:

"You can tell me some more reasonable reasons, instead of being perfunctory like this."

He took the facts as absurd excuses without sincerity, and finally couldn't hold back the anger that had been brewing in his head since he saw Song Jiao and Xu Jinzhao holding hands, and blurted out: "If you insist on being with her, don't do it again in the future." See me at home!"

This is a naked threat: continue to be with Xu Jinzhao, don't go home again, don't recognize him as a father again.

Song Jiao clenched her palms tightly, her chest was filled with lead, she fell down in pain and pain, dazed and wronged.

She thought of the compromise she had made when [Xu Jinzhao] mentioned Dongcheng Prison, the dead silence at home after she was ten years old, and she couldn't help thinking of her father's warm smiling face and trembling palms before he went to prison...

These things used to be colorless, gray and white in her mind, but now they have been dyed with their own colors. She remembers the loneliness when she was ignored, and she can't forget the sacrifices her father made.

Song Jiao tried her best not to show her emotions.

"Dad, I'll take you back. Both of us need time to think, but I can tell you clearly that I'm not lying."

Song Yikang threatened his daughter impulsively just now, and regret also rose in his heart, so he didn't refute her again this time.

For the rest of the way, neither father nor daughter spoke.

Song Jiao sent Song Yikang to the front of the small building, and when he got off the car, she said, "Tomorrow morning, I will pick you up for a medical examination."

Song Yikang looked at his daughter, he wanted to continue to be angry, but when he saw Song Jiao's pale face, he suddenly felt distressed and annoyed again.

I haven't been able to fully fulfill my father's duties, so what is it to use this relationship to coerce my daughter into submission?

He was in a turmoil for a moment, he hated Xu's family, and he hated himself for making his daughter difficult, and he was about to say what he would give them permission, but in the end he held back and turned around.

Song Jiao sat in the car and watched him leave.

It was already dark, and the figure of her father disappeared at the door of the small building. After a while, the lights in the house were turned on, and the warm yellow light pierced into her eyes like needles, making her eye sockets sore and sore.

Song Jiao wiped away her tears, she turned her head and didn't look at it anymore, and sat down in a daze.

I should have more than 20 days to live happily, so I shouldn't feel uncomfortable and unable to control myself at this time.

Song Jiao crossed her arms and curled up in the seat to escape the reality that made her stomach churn.

After a while, she raised her head and drove away numbly.

Song Jiao didn't go home, but drove to the edge of the Cangjiang River. This time without Xu Jinzhao, she walked on the embankment alone.

The oncoming Jiang Feng had the freedom and spontaneity that she didn't have, and rushed past the grass leaves. Song Jiao walked in a daze for a long time, and didn't return to the car until her body was so cold that she couldn't walk anymore.

She called Xu Jinzhao, who got through quickly: "Jiaojiao?"

Hearing Alpha's gentle questioning voice, Song Jiao finally felt a little relieved, and she asked softly, "Can you come pick me up?"

She is in a very bad state now, and she can't calm down. Xu Jinzhao told her to drive safely before she left, and Song Jiao dared not go back like this.

Xu Jinzhao sat up straight, and she said, "Of course, where are you?"

Omega answered in a low voice through the receiver: "On the bank of the Cang River, where we came last night."

Xu Jinzhao quickly changed her clothes and went out. She wanted to keep talking with Song Jiao, but the other party had already hung up and sent a message asking her to concentrate on driving.

She was so anxious that she followed yesterday's route to the edge of the Cang River, where the familiar car was parked.

Xu Jinzhao slammed the car door and hurried over.

The Omega was not locked, she opened the driver's door, and it was empty inside, and then she noticed her little girlfriend lying in the back seat.

Xu Jinzhao hurriedly went to open the rear compartment door again, and immediately reached out to touch Song Jiao's forehead.

The temperature of the tentacles was still normal, but she was not completely relieved, and asked eagerly: "Jiaojiao, what's the matter, is there any discomfort?"

Song Jiao shook her head, held her palm, and barely got up.

Xu Jinzhao got into the car and held him in her arms. She had hardly seen Song Jiao show such fatigue when she was not sick.

Song Jiao told her, "My dad knows."

Her voice was very soft, if she was outside the car, she might have been blown away by the wind, and now it is falling into Alpha's ears.

Xu Jinzhao was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately realized what Song Jiao was referring to. She asked, "Uncle Song, what did he say?"

Song Jiao's whole body leaned against her body without saying a word.

After a while, Xu Jinzhao heard her muttering: "I'm so sad, Xu Jinzhao, I can't even get through the last few days..."

Both of them knew that time was running out, usually Song Jiao would not take the initiative to bring this up, but now her emotions were clearly on the verge of collapse, and she rarely spoke words of frustration.

Xu Jinzhao felt a pain in her heart. She couldn't blame Song Jiao's father, but she was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, and finally cursed the will of the world angrily.

Song Jiao seemed to have found a way to vent her anger, she grabbed Xu Jinzhao's windbreaker with her fingers, and although she didn't curse together, she also agreed with her girlfriend in her heart.

Well scolded, well scolded!

But it didn't last long, Xu Jinzhao felt that the person in his arms seemed to become warmer, and tried Song Jiao's forehead again, it was indeed hotter than before.

She said, "Let's go home, Jiaojiao, you have a little fever."

Xu Jinzhao called one of Jiang Chao's younger brothers, reported the exact location, and asked him to help him get his car back, and drive her back to Biwan in Song Jiao's car.

Song Jiao seemed to have regained some energy halfway, and she was no longer so weak. From the back seat, she leaned into Xu Jinzhao's ear who was driving:

"When I get home, I want to..."

The kitten with a fever is talking about his romantic fantasies to his girlfriend, each of which is more outrageous than the other, making people's faces warm and heartbeat.

Xu Jinchao coaxed: "I'll listen to you."

I thought to myself: You can only take antipyretics and go to sleep.

The two arrived home in the dark, Xu Jinzhao turned off the engine, and went down to open the door for Song Jiao, but Omega, who was full of indescribable words just now, lay on the seat and refused to move.

Xu Jinzhao touched her forehead, it was so hot this time, she didn't dare to delay, and immediately got back into the car and rushed to the hospital.

Song Jiao's fever was close to 40 degrees, and she was sent to the hospital bed for drips in a daze. She whispered: "Xu Jinzhao, Xu Jinzhao."

Xu Jinzhao stood by and was tired. When he heard Omega's small cry, he hurriedly replied, "I'm here."

Song Jiao was not awake, she just couldn't feel Xu Jinzhao's presence in the mist, so she shouted anxiously, and felt relieved when she heard the voice.

She sank into a dream where her father scolded herself:

"I've known for a long time that you have no heart. Your mother died and you didn't shed tears for her. How could I have a daughter like you!"

Song Jiao felt extremely uncomfortable. She explained to her father that no, she didn't know how to recognize feelings at that time. It wasn't that she didn't love her mother and didn't want to feel sorry for her.

She just can't, she didn't know it back then...

But the father in the dream didn't listen to her, drove her out of the door, and slammed the door panel: "You go, don't stay in this house anymore!"

In a daze, Song Jiao went back to the Friday when she was 14 years old, the school was on holiday, and she quietly squeezed into the bus bound for the North Shore.

She thought, since her mother is gone, her father wished she could go with her, and it would be meaningless to be at home by herself.

The bus wobbled all the way north, and the young girl got off at the platform near the cross-river bridge and walked to the river.

The weeds beside the embankment could cover her thighs, and even the stone slabs of the man-made path had many blades of grass growing horizontally.

There seemed to be no mosquito bites this time, and she walked on and on until the sun was sinking and night was coming.

Exhausted, she lay down on a bench.

Looking up was the starry sky of Xia Ye, she said softly: "Mom, I miss you so much, Dad doesn't want me anymore..."

Song Jiao choked up in her dream, and Xu Jinzhao kept listening to her illogical sleep talk, her heart swelled and ached.

After a while, Omega stopped talking in his sleep and seemed to have fallen asleep.

The cell phone rang in the silent ward.

Xu Jinzhao looked left and right, and finally found the audio source from Song Jiao's windbreaker pocket, and the phone screen displayed: Dad.

If it had been before, Xu Jinzhao would not have answered the call on behalf of Song Jiao, after all, her status was embarrassing, but she had just heard so many nonsense about her family from Song Jiao, and it was really hard for her.

She got up and walked out of the ward, and pressed the connect button.

Xu Jinzhao answered the phone impulsively, but he didn't know how to speak. Unexpectedly, the other party didn't make a sound, and the call fell into silence for a while.

After a while, the old mute voice in the receiver asked, "Jiaojiao, have you read the message I sent?"

Xu Jinzhao replied: "Song Jiao had a high fever and passed out, and now she is asleep, so she probably didn't watch it."

The tired and deep voice immediately raised its voice: "What's wrong with Song Jiao?"

Xu Jinzhao said: "There was a cold wind blowing by the Cangjiang River, and people were burnt out. She is in the provincial hospital. Do you want to come over?"

"I'm going right now!"

Xu Jinzhao told him the exact location of the ward, and when he heard that the soldiers were in chaos, he seemed to be busy going out.

She knew Song Jiao's lock screen password, and after hanging up the phone, she unlocked it, called up Song Yikang's number, sent him a text message with her mobile phone, and repeated the address.

Back in the ward, Song Jiao was still asleep, and Xu Jinzhao lightly touched her cheek with the back of his finger. It was still a little hot, but it was much better than before.

Alpha comforted her in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, your father didn't want you, he cared about you very much."

Song Yikang took a taxi to the provincial hospital.

He was extremely anxious, completely different from the state of mind when he followed his daughter during the day, with fear and regret circling in his mind.

After saying harsh words to Song Jiao, Song Yikang regretted it a little, but he was also annoyed that Song Jiao had used such false excuses to fool himself, and refused to let go.

Now he was worried about Song Jiao, and urged the taxi driver to hurry up, and even faster.

Song Yikang found the ward according to the address given by the strange number, and saw Xu Jinzhao standing in front of Song Jiao's bed.

In fact, he had a vague premonition that it would be her, but now Song Jiao was lying on the hospital bed, her face was flushed red, her eyes were tightly closed, and Song Yikang could no longer see other people in his eyes.

Xu Jinchao turned his seat sideways and let the haggard old father go to see his daughter.

She was actually somewhat dissatisfied with Song Yikang in her heart. The other party's many neglects of Song Jiao after his wife's death, and the huge stimulation she caused to Song Jiao today made her feel conflicted.

But Song Yikang's current appearance really... makes it impossible for Xu Jinzhao to compare with [Xu Jinzhao]'s memory.

Even Song Yikang, who had a slightly gloomy temperament before he was imprisoned, was much more energetic than he is now. He was so hard to recognize by life and his own heart, he looked like an old man in his sixties.

Xu Jinzhao said to him: "Song Jiao still has some fever, but it's better than before. If you have something to tell me, let's go to the corridor, so as not to disturb her to rest."

Song Yikang looked up at her.

He used to be taller and taller than Xu Jinzhao, but now his back is hunched, and his legs can't stand completely straight. The two of them are looking at each other.

Meeting the enemy's daughter at close range again, Song Yikang could no longer see any shadow of the past in her.

All the parts that resembled Xu Boyang, the arrogance that had been concealed under the surface, and the contemptuous eyes that were not concealed enough, all disappeared at this moment.

The young female Alpha in front of him still had the sharp face in his memory, with aggressive facial features, but the eyes she looked at him were completely different.

There is clearly condemnation and badness in it, but it is also a hundred times gentler than before.

The two walked out of the ward together. Xu Jinzhao noticed the slightly stiff and bent knees of the other party, and stopped in his tracks: "Wait a minute."

Xu Jinzhao remembered that Song Jiao had said that her father had rheumatism and couldn't stand for a long time, so she went back to the ward and brought two chairs, asked Song Yikang to sit down, and sat opposite him.

After finishing these, Xu Jinzhao spoke.

"Uncle Song, I don't know what Song Jiao told you, but I want to tell you that I won't live long. If you don't agree with me being with her, you can wait another month, and I will die soon .”

She spoke calmly and her voice was not loud, but it exploded in Song Yikang's ears like rolling thunder.

Song Yikang could see the sweetness between his daughter and Xu Jinzhao, and it was precisely because of this sweetness that it made him feel like a stick in his throat.

If it were anyone else, as long as his daughter liked it, he would not talk too much, but [Xu Jinzhao] was unbearable for Song Yikang.

He asked, "...what do you mean?"

Xu Jinchao said: "I can only stay with Song Jiao for a short period of time, uncle, there is no need for me to lie to you with such words."

She said: "Besides, I am not [Xu Jinzhao], not Xu Boyang's daughter. That old guy is in custody and awaiting trial. His case will go to court in the next year, and he won't be given a light sentence."

Speaking of this, Xu Jinzhao smiled: "He is so obsessed with the Alpha offspring, if he knows that [I] is dead and he has no descendants, he will be devastated, right?"

Song Yikang stared at her sharply, and Xu Jinzhao responded calmly, she said softly.

"Song Jiao has been in a bad mood for a while, and I have no way to solve it. I just hope to spend more time with her in the last month and make her happy."

Xu Jinzhao thought of Song Jiao's sleepwalking during the high fever, and said, "Song Jiao had a car accident a year ago. At that time, CT scans and MRI scans were taken. I only knew from that time that Song Jiao's brain is not normal."

Song Yikang frowned deeply, and he finally spoke again: "Brain?"

Xu Jinchao said: "Yes, her brain area is a little different from ordinary people. I don't know if you have noticed that Song Jiao has been pretending that her emotional cognition is normal. Before, she...was sad that she would not be normal. bosom."

When Song Yikang heard the last word, his expression froze suddenly.

He seemed to be recalling something. Xu Jinzhao said: "She told me that she did not shed tears at her mother's funeral and acted very calmly. Relatives said behind her back that she was abnormal and felt scary."

Song Yikang looked at Xu Jinzhao, his expression was dazed, and he whispered hoarsely: "Jiao Jiao is indeed..."

Xu Jinzhao said softly: "She is much better now, and Song Jiao has always cared about you and her mother very much. Before [Xu Jinzhao] threatened her with your life, Song Jiao agreed to be with her. .”

Talking like this with a face that is almost exactly the same as that of [Xu Jinzhao] should feel a little bit out of place.

But Song Yikang couldn't connect the person in front of him with [Xu Jinzhao], and he finally understood why Song Jiao said before, "You will understand after getting in touch with her."

The palms on his knees trembled a little, and after a while, Song Yikang asked, "Did Jiaojiao have a bad life these years?"

Although this was a question sentence, it was in a statement tone. Song Yikang knew in his heart that his daughter must have a hard time.

Xu Jinzhao said: "Before I came, it was true."

She saw Song Yikang smile miserably, and then he lowered his head deeply.

Xu Jinzhao didn't speak until the other party finally raised his head again and begged her.

"Tell me about her, about Jiaojiao's past few years."

His eyes finally had bright vitality, mixed with regret and pain, but it was the first time after meeting that light burst out, and his face was no longer full of lifelessness.

Xu Jinzhao thought: Song Jiao will be happy, at least for the last month, she will feel better.

Song Jiao woke up in the early morning.

She was dizzy, struggled out of the darkness, barely opened her eyes, trying to see the surrounding environment clearly.

It was certainly not at home, and she could feel the difference.

But Song Jiao was so weak that she couldn't get up at all, and she couldn't even turn her neck left and right to observe.

She lay quietly for a while, and whispered:

"Xu Jinzhao?"

"Are you there?" she asked.

Song Jiao's throat is very sore now, she can't make a loud noise, she is as small as a kitten meowing, of course she didn't get an immediate response.

In the unfamiliar twilight, Omega panicked inexplicably.

Her consciousness was not very clear, and she didn't know what time it was, the most terrifying nightmare suddenly appeared in her mind, and she thought that Xu Jinzhao had already left.

Song Jiao almost trembled. She struggled desperately and shouted, "Xu Jinzhao..."

This so-called "struggle" was just a swing of the lower arm, and the "shouting" was also quite weak, but it woke up the sleeping Alpha suddenly.

Xu Jinzhao was lying down with his clothes on and sleeping lightly not far away, when he heard Song Jiao's little cry, he turned over and sat up immediately, and asked loudly:

"what happened?"

Hearing her voice, Song Jiao realized that the worst hadn't happened. When Xu Jinzhao turned on the light and sat in front of the hospital bed, Song Jiao tried to reach out to her.

Xu Jinzhao bent down obediently and let Song Jiao hug her.

She heard Song Jiao's quick and thin breathing, and the arm that fell on her neck didn't have much strength, and her fingertips pressed it softly.

"I thought, thought you were gone."

When Song Jiao said this, she was still not out of the chaos, her voice trembling and choking.

Alpha gently kissed the root of her ear.

"No no."

Xu Jinzhao said: "Don't be afraid, take a good rest. I'll kiss you again when you get better."

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The author has something to say:

My friend concluded: In your book, the characters will unconditionally accept the setting of the heroine's soul transformation under the premise that their emotions are normal.

Me: Ah, indeed!

My friend complained: And you wrote an article to show me the outline, didn't you hate the sea and love the sky?The heart-wrenching tension between the heroines, the rivalry between Song Jiao and Song's father, she loves her deeply, she is so crazy that she destroys herself, and the ultimate manifestation of the dark side after the reunion xxxx, how can it be written as a sweet article?

Me: harm, harm...

My friend commented: Tsk, the will is not firm enough.

Me: I feel sorry for them both qvq

Let a kitten and a dog play with a ball of yarn happily, and wait for my HE at the end of the month!