Wear it until the scum A tortures the heroine

Song Jiao was very sad. In the past, when she cried in front of Xu Jinzhao, she would always be comforted wholeheartedly by the other party, and would be gently kissed and softly coaxed by Alpha.

But now Xu Jinzhao couldn't see her at all, and it became a luxury to even know that they were beside each other.

She didn't know what she cried out in her soul state, and helplessly wept with her crying wife, trying to hug her with a translucent body.

They were clearly in the same space, but Omega's embrace could only pass through Xu Jinzhao's body, without any touch.

Xu Jinzhao felt his body was icy cold, and the cracking pain spreading from his chest spread all over his body.

A pile of shattered porcelain pieces barely joined together to form her, and the wind would sneak in through the gaps at any time, freezing her limbs to the point of pain.

She trembled in the light coming in through the window, and looked up blankly to see the beauty in the painting.

Through the hazy tears, Xu Jinzhao saw his little wife's still meek and smiling face, and the raised blade calmly.

Omega sits alive on the canvas, seemingly within reach, but it is far away and can no longer be touched.

It was difficult for Xu Jinzhao to get out of this pain, she didn't know what to do in the future, would this soul-tearing pain gradually subside, or would it intensify the torture with time?

The three months of psychological construction had no effect, and the line of defense would collapse at the first touch. As long as she truly realized the farewell between the two of them, she would instantly collapse to the point where she couldn't help herself, and she couldn't keep her calm any longer.

Xu Jinzhao stared desperately at his wife's face in the oil painting, feeling sad and terrified.

On the side she couldn't see, Song Jiao also dropped all dignity and reservedness and sat on the floor, accompanying her into a deep daze.

Xu Jinzhao said to himself: "Jiaojiao, were you injured in the car accident? What are you... doing now?"

Song Jiao replied: [I am with you. ]

After a while, Xu Jinzhao said again: "Don't be sad, live your life well, and I will be happy."

Song Jiao: [I don't believe it. ]

Xu Jinzhao fell silent again, sitting slumped.

The light in the room shifted a little bit with the sun, but it never got around the long curtain protecting the painting and burned the smiling little girl in the painting.

Until the light was dyed golden red, her cell phone rang in her pocket.

Xu Jinzhao took out his mobile phone, and Song Jiao, who was sitting with her knees hugging her lap, turned around and looked at her mobile phone screen.

[Gao Luming. ]

Omega memorized the name, and Xu Jinzhao connected with lowered eyes, and said in a low voice, "Old Gao?"

To be called this way is obviously a close friend, and Song Jiao felt a little relieved.

She no longer cared about privacy or not, she was completely morally bad, and went to eavesdrop openly.

Gao Luming: "Hurry up and get ready, tidy yourself up carefully, and put on makeup."

Song Jiao's heart that had just been let go immediately raised her head again, what was she going to do, why did she let Xu Jinchao dress up?

Xu Jinzhao said: "I still won't go. This kind of occasion is not interesting. You are the only person I still keep in touch with in high school. You may not be able to recognize other people when they meet."

Gao Luming persuaded her: "Come on, come out to get some fresh air, and have fun after dinner, it's fun for you to be bored at home?"

Afterwards, she went through a lot of hard work, before Xu Jinzhao said, "Okay, what's the address?"

Gao Luming had been telling her about the classmate reunion a few days ago that he was so dazed by the painting of a Gu that he didn't intend to go.

But Xu Jinzhao really hadn't seen Gao Luming for two years, and he missed his friend very much, so he let go.

After hanging up the phone, Gao Luming sent the address via WeChat. It was a well-known hotel in the city, and he also said that the old squad leader would pay for the expenses.

She put away her mobile phone, got up and went back to her bedroom, Song Jiao followed her step by step.

Xu Jinzhao's eyes were slightly red and swollen from tears, and his expression and body language were dull.

She pushed open the closet and rummaged through the underwear and bath towels, only then did Song Jiao know that it was time to take a bath.

When Xu Jinzhao stood under the shower and let the water flow from top to bottom, she was almost dazed again under the warm water washing, and after a while, she began to slowly scrub her body.

For some reason, she always felt that something was a little strange, so she turned off the shower before washing for too long, and wrapped herself in a towel.

Song Jiao, dressed in winter clothes, was leaning against the bathroom tile wall and staring at it.

Since she couldn't talk to Xu Jinzhao, couldn't hug and hold hands with her, she should make up for it in other ways.

Xu Jinzhao didn't know that the little wife he was thinking of was squeezed into the same bathroom. After taking a shower, she dried her hair and was not in the mood to apply body lotion, let alone put on makeup as Gao Luming said.

In reality, it was midsummer, she randomly picked out a long dress without high heels, picked up her handbag and went out.

Gao Luming sent a WeChat message: [Don't be a pigeon, I just reported your name to the old squad leader. ]

Xu Jinzhao replied: [No pigeons, I'm waiting for the elevator. ]

Gao Luming: [? ]

Gao Luming: [Good guy, are you wearing makeup? ]

Xu Jinzhao: [No, I'm not in the mood today. ]

Gao Luming: [It's okay, don't tell me you didn't even wear lipstick. ]

Xu Jinzhao: [You guessed it right. ]

Gao Luming: [Xingba, really willful. ]

Song Jiao who was looking at the screen raised her head and looked at Xu Jinzhao's expressionless and gloomy face.

The beauty of this face does not need to be repeated. Song Jiao often sees her kind and smiling face towards others, but now the other party is in a very bad mood, without the natural aggression in her gentle aura and appearance, she looks as cold as Bingshuang actually showed a knife-like sharpness and beauty.

Song Jiao thought: She looks good when she wears a sack, and it is just right without makeup, so as not to recruit people.

Waiting for the elevator, the two took it downstairs.

The mirror in the elevator reflected the expressionless Xu Jinzhao, and Song Jiao, who could not leave any image, put one of her translucent hands through her palm, pretending that they were going out holding hands.

In the underground garage, Xu Jinzhao sat in the driver's seat.

Song Jiao took the co-pilot, turned to her and said, "I can't wear my seat belt right now." ]

Xu Jinzhao came to the hotel where the classmates had dinner, parked the car, and sent a WeChat message to Gao Luming: [Have you arrived yet? ]

Gao Luming: [Hurry up, there is a little traffic jam on the road. ]

Xu Jinzhao was waiting for Gao Luming in the hotel lobby.

The moment Xu Jinzhao saw Gao Luming, she felt a little excited. She almost went up to give her old friend a hug. She restrained her impulse and showed her first smile of the day.

Song Jiao, whom no one could see, puffed up her cheeks and turned away sullenly.

Except for Gao Luming, Xu Jinzhao really doesn't have any other high school classmates who are still in contact, and he came here just to meet friends.

She was not in high spirits, and she didn't actively talk to other people. During the dinner, there were quite a few old classmates who came to her to chat and chat with each other.

Song Jiao looked at all of them as if they were apprentices who came to talk to her married wife. Standing beside Xu Jinzhao, they stared at each one cautiously.

Halfway through the dinner party, newcomers entered the box.

The old squad leader greeted warmly: "Lin Xiaojia! Oh, they told me before that you won't come to this party, and I didn't believe it. It's not here!"

Because of his loud and exaggerated voice, Song Jiao subconsciously cast her gaze.

This Lin Xiaojia is tall and tall, with long hair and shawls. It can be seen that she has carefully put on makeup and looks very beautiful.

While perfunctory to the old squad leader, she scanned the room with her eyes and locked on Xu Jinzhao's direction.

Song Jiao suddenly had a very bad premonition.

Lin Xiaojia walked this way, and really stopped in front of Xu Jinzhao: "Long time no see."

This is Xu Jinzhao's childhood friend who grew up together, but they had a falling out after trying to fall in love. When they broke up, Lin Xiaojia said a lot of mean things, and the two never saw each other again in the next few years.

Xu Jinzhao didn't care about her words, but considering the possible embarrassment, he pretended not to notice when the old squad leader called Lin Xiaojia.

Unexpectedly, Lin Xiaojia came to find her by herself, so she nodded at him and smiled slightly: "Yes."

Xu Jinzhao didn't show enthusiasm. In her impression, Lin Xiaojia was a proud princess with a temperament, who was treated lightly and would turn around and leave immediately.

But this time, Lin Xiaojia sat at the table she was at, and chatted with Gao Luming, and also asked Xu Jinzhao to talk from time to time.

Gao Luming was the childhood friend of the two of them, and he knew everything about them. Lin Xiaojia went out to answer the phone halfway, and she approached Xu Jinzhao, "Does Xiaojia want to talk to you...?"

Xu Jinzhao said: "How many years ago we two happened, don't guess."

Gao Luming: "Oh..."

Unexpectedly, when the banquet was over, some people would turn to the bar. Xu Jinzhao was not interested, so she stood up, and Lin Xiaojia spoke behind her.

"Tomorrow, just wait a moment."

Lin Xiaojia shouted very affectionately, and there were some rare pleadings in her expression.

Gao Luming: "I'll go play with everyone."

The friend ran away, but Xu Jinzhao had to stop, Lin Xiaojia asked: "Do you have time, let's have a drink?"

Xu Jinzhao said: "I drive, I can't drink."

Lin Xiaojia changed the subject and said, "I mean coffee."

Song Jiao was about to explode. In a state of soul, she held Xu Jinchao's arm and announced through gritted teeth: "She doesn't drink coffee with other women!" ]

Xu Jinzhao smiled, and said to Lin Xiaojia: "No, my lover will be jealous."

Song Jiao was very satisfied with her self-consciousness.

Lin Xiaojia pursed her lips, and after a while, she said in a low voice, "That's right, you've never been short of people chasing you, and it's normal to have a girlfriend."

She looked a little disappointed, Xu Jinzhao asked: "If there is nothing else, I'll go first?"

Lin Xiaojia looked at her, and suddenly said: "You never refused my invitation before."

Xu Jinzhao didn't answer her words, but kept a polite smile, and Lin Xiaojia knew that it was indeed impossible for him to make up for the regrets accumulated in his heart for many years.

She forced a smile on her face.

"I just want to apologize to you today, although...it's too late, I used to have a bad temper, and I was very selfish, and I said a lot of insulting things to you when we parted."

Lin Xiaojia said, "I'm sorry, Xu Jinzhao."

Xu Jinzhao said, "It's okay, I've basically forgotten about it now."

She didn't lie, Lin Xiaojia sent her a lot of messages to vent her emotions after changing her phone number after the breakup, and Xu Jinzhao only remembered a little bit.

Lin Xiaojia didn't seem to be completely relieved by Xu Jinzhao's words, and finally lowered her head, turned and left.

Song Jiao consciously won the defense battle, and still glared at Lin Xiaojia's back before following Xu Jinzhao's footsteps.

Tonight, her depression did not end.

When he was about to leave the hotel lobby, a female voice called from behind: "Xu Jinzhao?"

Xu Jinzhao looked back, and the person who called her was also a little surprised: "It's really you."

The young woman's appearance is not outstanding, she wears a tight skirt that reveals her figure, jewels around her neck and earlobes, carrying a small bag, and walking in high heels, she looks very charming.

Xu Jinzhao didn't recognize the person for a moment, but the other party smiled and said, "I'm Chen Rong."

After being reminded by her, Xu Jinzhao recognized the familiar face from the makeup: "You have changed so much that I didn't even dare to recognize it."

That's true. When she was dating the other party, Chen Rong dressed in a very refreshing and simple way, and she was completely different from now.

Chen Rong spread his hands at her: "At that time, I wanted to fall in love with you."

Xu Jinzhao was a little surprised.

Chen Rong laughed again: "Didn't you, didn't you notice it at all? I invited you to drink in my bar at first, but you were not interested in me, so I learned a lot about oil painting and went to your art exhibition."

Xu Jinzhao has no impression at all. She is not very used to night shows. She has been dragged to bars by friends several times, but she can't adapt to the environment and always wants to leave quickly.

"I really don't know," she said.

Chen Rong winked at her: "Oh, then you are inexperienced now, right?"

Xu Jinzhao didn't expect that she would ask such a question, while Song Jiao was already furious, ready to slap her ex 2.0 who harassed her wife.

Xu Jinzhao didn't really want to answer, and Chen Rong didn't care either.

"You really confuse me at that time. Even though we were together, you were still too shy. In the end, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I had to separate from you."

She glanced at her watch: "I'm going to be late, let's talk back."

She took out a business card from her handbag and handed it to Xu Jinzhao: "Contact information."

The ex who had changed his appearance (reverted back to the original) hastily left the scene. Xu Jinzhao looked down at the business card and found that the logo of a well-known nightclub in the city was printed on the back of which was Chen Rong's name and phone number.

It seems that I was taken here a long time ago.

Song Jiao wished she could burn the card with her eyesight, so Xu Jinzhao took two steps and threw it into the trash can.

She turned her anger into joy, and happily followed Xu Jinzhao, holding her with her transparent little hands.

Xu Jinzhao walked out of the hotel, went directly to the parking lot and drove home.

Pieces of urban neon lights flashed outside the car window, and Song Jiao's mentality in the co-pilot was actually much better than when she came here.

When Xu Jinzhao returned home, she put down her bag and went back to the bedroom where the portrait of "Jiao Jiao" was hung.

When the "I" who had no memory before stared at this painting, what rose in his heart was an unspeakable love and obsession. "I" felt strange and abnormal, but he was attracted to it uncontrollably.

Now she looked at the wife in the painting, but only felt sad and sad, and said softly: "If you were by my side, you would definitely be very angry tonight."

Song Jiao: [I'm going to die of anger! ]

Of course, Xu Jinzhao couldn't hear the real Song Jiao's loud complaints. She stared at Jiao Jiao under the dark light obsessively: "I really want to hear something from you. Even if you lose your temper at me, I will definitely listen with a smile."

Song Jiao: [Then I'm going to start scolding you, so hurry up and laugh. ]

Xu Jinzhao, who clearly promised to laugh, almost shed tears. She took a few deep breaths.

"Good night, Jiaojiao. I have to get used to being alone."

When Xu Jinzhao was lying on the bed, the invisible little wife was also beside her pillow, looking at her with her eyes open, and put her arms around her waist.

This is Song Jiao's exclusive position.

Song Jiao thought she wouldn't be sleepy, but after Xu Jinzhao lowered her eyelashes and took a shallow breath, she slowly closed her eyes unconsciously.

Maybe I need a break too...

When she regained consciousness, Song Jiao was completely powerless. She was in a terrible condition. When she opened her eyes, she saw a strange white lampshade above her head.

Song Jiao worked hard to gather strength, and then raised one hand, and then it landed heavily on the quilt with a soft bang.

This voice exploded in Song Jiao's mind like thunder.

She has a body, not a soul state!

Song Jiao tried to sit up, but she couldn't do anything. She could only slowly pat the bed with her palms, and she couldn't make a sound when she spoke.

The movement she made seemed to startle someone. A middle-aged woman dressed as a nurse hurried over and shouted, "Oh, I'm awake! I'm awake!"

After three full days, Song Jiao was able to move her body a little freely and speak hoarsely.

During this period, she was frantically trying to figure out where she was, because it was obviously not Juzhou, and there was no one familiar around her.

Listening to the conversation between the nurses and the doctors and nurses, she is a vegetative person who has just woken up. The nurses call her 'Miss Song', but she can't speak at all, her fingers are not flexible, and she can't write or press the mobile phone to ask.

After recovering her speech function, Song Jiao's first question was: "Am I in Guancheng?"

This is the name of the city she saw on the side of the road when she went out with Xu Jinzhao.

Seeing the nurse nodding, she asked again, "Date?"

The nurse reported the date, and Song Jiao found that it was only three days away from the time she saw on Xu Jinzhao's phone screen.

Song Jiao: "Mirror."

From the mirror brought by the nurse, she saw a face exactly like her own, only a little too thin to be out of shape.

She was joyful and at a loss, not knowing why this happened. Even though she couldn't figure out the situation, Song Jiao worked hard to start rehabilitation.

Her progress was rapid, and more than once she heard doctors or nurses talking about 'miracles' in amazement.

During this period, Song Jiao revealed the identity and background of her body, which has the same name as herself. Three years ago, she fell while skiing abroad and fell into a coma.

She is a single-parent family. Her father, Mr. Song, seems to be very capable. He holds an important position in a multinational company, but he is not in China now.

Song Jiao has no memory of her body at all, which is different from the situation Xu Jinzhao once told herself. This "Song Jiao" seems to be blank, leaving nothing for her.

The most bizarre thing is that the Omega glands on the back of 'Song Jiao' clearly show the difference between her and other people in this world.

Xu Jinzhao told her that her world is only divided into male and female, and there is no ABO second gender.

All in all, it gave her the feeling that 'Song Jiao' was a new identity specially created for her and used by her.

But the will of the world left a heavy psychological shadow in Song Jiao's heart, so she didn't think he would be so kind.

After recovering a bit, Song Jiao wanted to hurry to see Xu Jinzhao.

But although the nurse was quite respectful, she refused to push her out of the hospital, fearing that Mr. Song, who hired her, would hold her accountable if something happened.

Song Jiao was so anxious that the nurse brought her cell phone, but she only knew Xu Jinzhao's address, not his number, so how could she contact her?

More than half a month later, she could barely walk a few steps by herself, and manipulated the wheelchair to turn around in the courtyard. Song Jiao refused to listen to the nurse's words "wait for Mr. Song to come back", and decided to slip out to find someone by herself.

'Song Jiao''s mobile phone password was the same as her own. She figured out how to use various software, and also discovered that there is such a fast business as mobile payment in this world, and she doesn't even need to bother with paper money.

When Song Jiao was planning to escape at Guancheng Hospital, Xu Jinzhao received the news that his teacher was sick and hospitalized.

Her teacher, Professor Xie, is one of the masters of domestic oil painting, and Xu Jinzhao has benefited a lot from his side.

The old man is old, and his health is unavoidable. This time he was admitted to the hospital because of cardiovascular and cerebrovascular problems, but fortunately it was not too serious.

Xu Jinzhao visited the hospital and talked to the teacher for a while. The old gentleman was very concerned about her mental state and asked Xu Jinzhao if she had come out of the painting "Jiaojiao".

It is no secret that Xu Jinzhao drew this portrait out of thin air, and later became obsessed with it.

Professor Xie has many students, but most of them are from the Mesozoic generation. Among the new generation, Xu Jinzhao is the most outstanding, so he always pays more attention.

Xu Jinzhao felt very guilty facing the teacher. She had actually been neglected for two years, and she promised the teacher that she would hurry up and pick up her creations, so that the old man could rest assured.

After leaving the ward building, she met Xie Jun head-on.

Xie Jun is the granddaughter of Professor Xie, and it is very unusual for her to appear here.

Xu Jinzhao retrieved the memories from his dream, so he naturally knew that Xie Jun submitted her imitation to the art exhibition after her painting was accidentally destroyed as she did at the beginning, and won the bronze award.

She didn't mention this to Professor Xie. The teacher was not in good health, so he couldn't be angry about it. Xu Jinzhao nodded at Xie Jun and wanted to leave.

Xie Jun called her, "Xu Jinzhao."

Stopping together with Xu Jinzhao was Song Jiao who had just come out of the ward building in a wheelchair.

Song Jiao never expected that she would meet the person she was looking for even before she left the hospital.

Looking at the familiar figure from behind, she was so excited that she almost cried out, and immediately turned to Xu Jinzhao's side.

Xu Jinzhao looked at Xie Jun: "What's the matter?"

Xie Jun didn't know why she called people to stop her by accident. She felt extremely guilty and ashamed when facing Xu Jinzhao. The opponent's manuscript.

She asked, "Have you seen my grandpa?"

Xu Jinzhao said: "Yes, the teacher is in a good state of mind, I talked to him for a while."

Perhaps Xu Jinzhao's gentle attitude gave her a wrong hint, Xie Jun said:

"That painting, the reason why I submitted that painting is because I really like your original work, I don't want it to be dusted... I don't know what I thought at the time."

After making a fuss with Xu Jinzhao, Xie Jun didn't dare to face her, and kept avoiding her.

She has always been a little jealous of Xu Jinzhao, the amazing inspiration in creation, the importance of her grandfather, the doting of her senior brothers and sisters, Xu Jinzhao has these things easily.

But Xie Jun couldn't help but be attracted by her paintings and her person.

She made friends with Xu Jinzhao, pestered her to call her Senior Sister, and became intimate with her, but the resentment and jealousy made her desperately smear him in her heart, so as to comfort herself and gain balance.

Later, her joking confession to Xu Jinzhao was believed to be true by the other party, but she was confused...and she didn't clarify with the other party. She still doesn't know what she was thinking.

She might really, kind of like Xu Jinzhao.

It's just that driven by deeper jealousy and vanity, Xie Jun did something wrong, and also expressed the darkest thoughts in his heart to Xu Jinzhao.

Xie Jun: "And what I said that day is all nonsense. I deliberately wanted to annoy you."

She raised her head, wanting to apologize to Xu Jinzhao.

Xu Jinzhao looked at his junior sister. This was the truth that he hadn't been able to know for the first time. Xie Jun's words of accusation and the taint of plagiarism that his greed caused her to bear once became his own demons.

It's also a bit funny, Xie Jun didn't confess when she was in the most pain, but now she doesn't care, but the other party said it to her solemnly.

Song Jiao, who was only a few steps away from Xu Jinzhao's back, heard everything the strange girl said to Xu Jinzhao.

What else can she not guess!

The predecessor 3.0 chant!

Make Xu Jinzhao deeply entangled in questioning his own that!

Song Jiao really wanted to ask her good wife viciously:

Ah, how come I run into an ex of yours just as I'm walking out the door? !

But reason tells her that it is not romantic at all to settle old scores with her lover when they meet again, so she does not accept that the topic of the reunion between herself and Xu Jinzhao is the damn ex.

Xie Jun finally said, "I'm sorry."

After pouring out these three words, Xie Jun suddenly felt relaxed, as if she had unloaded some heavy burden.

Before Xu Jinzhao could reply, a pen rolled to his feet and stopped on the heel of his shoe.

Xu Jinzhao looked down at the pen, and swept his eyes along the direction it rolled, and saw the sandals on the wheelchair pedal, and the owner's so thin and painful ankles.

She looked up along her ankles, and finally met a pale and beautiful face, which made Xu Jinzhao's fingertips tremble.

The other party looked up, smiled innocently as if she didn't know her, and asked politely with a stranger's tone.

"Hello, can you pick up a pen for me?"

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The author has something to say:

Jiaojiao: I'm sorry to disturb you and your ex, my wife, I'm sorry :)