Chapter 203 [Additional Update] Xiao Song Qingwan
Many years ago, Song Qingwan was not the elegant and perfect piano talent she is today.
She was just a little girl who liked to chase butterflies in the Song family garden, secretly feed the carrots she didn't like to eat to the puppy, and when she was tired of practicing the piano, she would throw herself into her mother Song Shuhua's arms and act coquettishly.
At that time, she had clear eyes and a sunny heart.
Everything changed because of her aunt Song Shurou, who always happened to meet her near the Song family and whose features resembled her mother's.
At first, Song Shurou just gave her candy and praised her beauty.
Gradually, she began to say some strange things.
"Wan'er, you look so much like me."
"You know what? I am your biological mother."
Xiao Qingwan was frightened and the candy in her hand fell to the ground.
She pushed Song Shurou away in rejection and ran back to the big house with warm lights and her mother's gentle smile.
But the seed has been planted.
She began to feel anxious all day long, getting distracted while practicing the piano, secretly glancing at Song Shuhua's gentle face while eating, and waking up from nightmares at night.
She was afraid of the woman who claimed to be her biological mother, but she couldn't completely get her out of her mind. The lesson her teacher taught her lingered in her mind: respect your mother.
Her little heart was filled with contradictions and fears, and her innocence and kindness were cast in an indelible shadow.
Finally, when Song Shurou secretly found her again, Xiao Qingwan, who was in extreme distress, said in a tearful voice: "I'll go tell Mom and Dad..."
She thought she could be relieved by telling the truth, but she didn't expect that this was the beginning of a deeper nightmare.
Song Shurou didn't stop her. Instead, she showed a sad and weird smile: "Okay, before that, Mommy will take you to experience real life first."
In the following days, Song Shurou began to take Xiao Qingwan to her community frequently. The community was very shabby and far inferior to the mid-range community many years later.
She asked little Qingwan to help her wash the dishes, and the greasy dirty water soaked her hands, which were supposed to only touch the piano keys.
"Mom's life is not easy, Wan'er has to help her." Song Shurou said, but accidentally, the broken porcelain pieces cut Xiao Qingwan's hand, and the wound was very deep.
Blood gushed out and Xiao Qingwan cried in pain.
For several weeks, she was unable to practice the piano.
Song Shuhua asked with concern, but Xiao Qingwan only dared to say that she accidentally broke the cup and was scratched when picking up the glass.
When Xiao Qingwan's injury was almost healed, Song Shurou asked a man next door who reeked of cigarettes and alcohol to accidentally run into Xiao Qingwan who was waiting for her alone downstairs.
The man's obscene gaze and outstretched big hand left an indelible psychological trauma on the little girl.
She was so scared that she trembled and cried and hid in the arms of Song Shurou who had rushed back.
Song Shurou drove the man away and hugged her tightly in her arms. Her voice was filled with tears and fear: "Wan'er, look! This is the outside world! Without the Song family to protect you, you will encounter countless bad people like this! Mom almost lost you!"
The frightened Xiao Qingwan was shaking violently in her arms. She was afraid of this place and didn't want to stay here.
At this time, Song Shurou held up her pale little face and said something else:
"Wan'er, do you know? Song Shuhua and Song Qingzhi originally had a biological daughter."
Xiao Qingwan's pupils shrank.
Song Shurou was very satisfied with her reaction and continued, "It was your mother who secretly switched you with that child so that you could live a good life."
"But the mother didn't take good care of the child, and she died of illness a long time ago..."
She looked at Xiao Qingwan's instantly pale face and said in a threatening tone, "If you tell the truth now, do you think Song Shuhua will forgive you?"
"How will she treat the daughter of the murderer who killed her own daughter?"
"Do you think you can still live in that big house and play your piano?"
"You will be kicked out and live a worse life than your mother has now!"
"You'll lose your piano forever, and you might even be sent to a place even more horrible than this place!"
Died of illness...murderer...driven out...lost piano...
One terrible word after another hit Xiao Qingwan's young mind.
She looked at the dilapidated environment in front of her, remembered the disgusting man's gaze, and then compared it with the warm piano room of the Song family and the gentle embrace of her mother.
She was completely terrified.
She couldn't say it, she didn't dare to tell the truth.
From that day on, this secret became an invisible shackle in her heart.
She still lived in the Song family, but she could no longer be as close to Song Shuhua and Song Qingzhi as she used to be.
She looked at their unconditional love for her and felt filled with guilt and fear, fearing that one day all this would disappear.
She became cautious and tried hard to play the role of a perfect rich girl, trying to make up for her sinful background with excellence.
Later, on her way home from school, a runaway truck nearly hit her.
Song Shurou rushed out and pushed her away, but she scratched her arm.
At that moment, looking at her biological mother's bleeding arm and frightened face, Song Qingwan's complicated feelings towards her biological mother reached its peak.
She trusted Song Shurou so completely that even when she grew up and learned about paternity testing, she never did it.
Over the next decade, under Song Shurou's malicious teachings and her own constant anxiety, the once innocent and kind little girl was finally shaped step by step into the selfish Song Qingwan who cannot distinguish right from wrong.
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