In the mirror, Xu Jiaojiao was holding a stick and approaching her step by step.
"You don't think this will kill me, do you?"
Song Qingyu lowered her head and continued to wash her hands slowly.
Xu Jiaojiao was so frightened that the stick in her hand fell to the ground.
Only then did she remember that there was a large mirror in front of the sink.
Song Qingyu shook her hands, turned around, looked at Xu Jiaojiao's messy hair, and raised the corners of her lips slightly: "It seems that the beating just now was not light..."
Xu Jiaojiao immediately looked at Song Qingyu in horror: "What do you want to do? You...if you dare to touch me, believe it or not, I will let Mom cut off all ties with you!"
Song Qingyu laughed when she heard this.
After her father passed away, what she feared most was that Zhang Lan would break off relations with her.
Because that would mean she would be the only one left in the world.
So every time Xu Jiaojiao brought up this sentence, she would give her things to Xu Jiaojiao unconditionally.
Even the most beloved and precious treasure.
However, she has grown up now and doesn't care anymore.
"What are you laughing at?" Seeing that Song Qingyu was not scared by her, Xu Jiaojiao was shocked and scared. What shocked her was that Song Qingyu seemed to have become a different person when she came back this time.
The last time I came back, I could still see shadows of the past.
This time, his eyes were cold and ruthless, as if he were an emotionless robot.
What she was afraid of was that Song Qingyu would beat her up like Zhao Xi did.
Seeing Song Qingyu getting closer, Xu Jiaojiao covered her head in fear: "Don't come over here, you murderer!"
Song Qingyu paused: "What did you say?"
Xu Jiaojiao secretly glanced at Song Qingyu from her arm. When she saw her stop, she seemed to have found someone to lean on. She said arrogantly, "You killed your father, and you still forgot. You are so ungrateful. But, just because you forgot doesn't mean others have forgotten..."
Song Qingyu said in a cold tone: "Say it again!"
"Even if I say it a hundred times, a thousand times... uh..."
Song Qingyu suddenly grabbed Xu Jiaojiao's neck.
Xu Jiaojiao suddenly felt that she couldn't breathe. She raised her hands and struggled desperately.
Song Qingyu stared at Xu Jiaojiao intently, and said word by word: "I'll have someone say it again!"
The fear of death came over her, and Xu Jiaojiao's tears flowed down her face, but she couldn't make a sound: "Song... Qingyu... don't kill... me... don't... kill me... I don't know anything..."
However, it was too late.
Her words were like a pouring flood, instantly breaking open the box of Song Qingyu's memories.
Intermittent fragments, like flashbacks from a movie, kept jumping in her mind...
——"Dad, this year is my birthday, can you come back to accompany me!"
——"Dad, you are a big liar. You said you would come back to accompany me, why didn't you come back? I don't care, I want to see you!"
——"Qingyu, don't cry, Daddy is leaving, and it has nothing to do with you...with you...remember...Dad will always love you..."
——"Song Qingyu, you are a murderer. If it weren't for you, your father wouldn't have died. How could I have given birth to a daughter like you!"
“…”
"Whisper!"
A panicked voice rang out.
Song Qingyu suddenly came to her senses and found that Xu Jiaojiao, who was being strangled by her, had a pale face and her breath was slowly fading away.
She suddenly let go of his hand.
But his eyes dropped to the tiger's mouth in fear.
Could it be... true?
Xu Jiaojiao, who was finally rescued, fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, one hand tightly covering her neck, her eyes looking at Zhao Xi who walked in with fear.
Zhao Xi just glanced at her and quickly walked to Song Qingyu's side: "Qingyu, are you okay?"
Song Qingyu's eyes were still confused.
After a moment, she suddenly looked at Xu Jiaojiao, with a gleam in her eyes.
"How did my father die?"
Xu Jiaojiao didn't dare to provoke Song Qingyu anymore, so she covered her chest and said, "I...I don't know, I don't know anything, don't ask me anymore!"
Song Qingyu stared at Xu Jiaojiao for a long time, until her eyes became sore and swollen. She finally looked away and slowly walked towards the door.
She only had vague memories of her father's death.
She always felt that she was too young and therefore had no memories.
No!
Song Qingyu woke up almost instantly!
She couldn't possibly have killed her father!
Since she was a child, the person she loved the most was her father. How could she possibly kill her father!
It must be Xu Jiaojiao talking nonsense!
"Qingyu, are you okay?" Zhao Xi was very worried when he saw Song Qingyu's unsteady steps.
Song Qingyu didn't hear what Zhao Xi said. She arrived at the hotel entrance like a wandering soul.
Outside the hotel, there was a lot of traffic and people coming and going.
Song Qingyu felt dizzy.
She had no idea what was real and what was fake.
The moment her eyelids slammed shut, she only heard a nervous cry from behind her: "Song Qingyu!"
…
City A.
Chiba.
Fu Cheng sat opposite Lu Yanzhi. In less than half a second, he stood up anxiously, pointed at the surveillance camera and said, "This woman is definitely Yaoyao, there is no doubt about it!"
Lu Yanzhi glanced at the surveillance camera, his eyes gradually becoming calm.
This surveillance video was found in a cafe opposite the supermarket.
The face was captured, but it was blurry.
The photo taken by Lin Qinxue was very clear and indeed exactly the same as Lu Yunyao.
but!
Seven years ago.
When Lu Yunyao died, he buried her personally.
It was impossible that she was still alive and he was unaware of it.
Moreover, if Lu Yunyao was not dead, why didn't she go home for so many years?
Therefore, he suspected that the person in the photo was not Lu Yunyao at all.
But he knew how important this sister was to him, so he created confusion.
As for what the purpose is, he is still unclear.
"No, believe me!" Fu Cheng's eyes showed a rare madness, "This woman is definitely Yaoyao, I won't be wrong."
Lu Yanzhi felt a little regretful about telling Fu Cheng about this.
Fu Cheng likes Lu Yunyao and fell in love with her from the first sight.
Unfortunately, the man has feelings but I am not interested.
After Lu Yunyao died, Fu Cheng became a completely different person.
Wandering among the flowers.
He became a playboy who played around in the world.
Only Lu Yanzhi knew that he did this in order to forget.
"Fu Cheng..."
"You don't have to persuade me, I must find her." Fu Cheng's eyes gradually became firm, and the cynicism in his eyes disappeared.
Lu Yanzhi stared at Fu Cheng silently for a moment, stood up, and patted him heavily on the shoulder.
Then, he walked up to the second floor.
Soon, he came downstairs carrying his suitcase.
Seeing this scene, Fu Cheng asked in confusion: "Where are you going?"
"Kyoto."
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