"You think so too? Is it that obvious?" Qiao Ziqing smiled.
Fake Yaoyao said sarcastically, "People are all the same, selfish and self-serving. Only she is the most foolish."
When Qiao Xiuzhen was mentioned, he only said this one sentence.
Why should I take the blow for him?
No need.
He couldn't understand it.
He had never experienced maternal love and didn't know how others interacted with each other.
So he didn't quite understand this behavior.
Don't expect a machine without emotions to understand the meaning of family affection.
Qiao Ziqing asked, "Do you want to die?"
"My life is worthless. It makes no difference whether I live or die. If I die, my life will be clean."
He doesn't have much attachment to this world now.
The main reason is that the contrast between Qiao Xiuzhen and Qiao Xiuna is too stark.
It impacted his mind.
The fake Yaoyao still took Tang Yaoyao's words to heart.
Qiao Xiuna wouldn't care whether he lived or died.
"That's right. Your existence was just a tool. Now that you're useless, only death can bring you relief. Think about your past. Since you became aware of things, the trauma you've suffered must have been very difficult. She taught you that you don't need emotions and made you understand the fragility of human nature. You've only received negative information. Isn't that very sad?"
The fake Yaoyao isn't that aggressive.
Perhaps if there is no hope, he won't need to put in so much effort.
However, he sensed something: "You're trying to hypnotize me?"
Qiao Ziqing wanted to analyze him, and his questions were sharp and insightful.
He could feel the oppressive aura emanating from Qiao Ziqing.
But he didn't know what it was about him that made him curious.
It's not a good thing in the end.
Qiao Ziqing smiled and said, "Don't you want to die?"
He didn't want to live; there was little point in living.
"You want to watch me jump down?" Fake Yaoyao sneered. "You also want me to die a quick and easy death."
Only one of them can live in this world.
He wasn't actually afraid of death, but he was also somewhat unwilling to accept it. He felt empty inside, as if there was something he couldn't let go of, but he didn't know what it was.
“That’s natural.” Qiao Ziqing raised an eyebrow: “It’s undeniable that I can’t leave someone who hurt my family alive in this world.”
“If you die, Mom will have nothing left to live for. I am her only son.”
Jia Yaoyao frowned slightly; he finally realized that there was something he couldn't let go of.
Perhaps because of Qiao Xiuzhen, he still didn't know whether she was dead or alive.
He was her son; she felt a little unfamiliar with him, yet also a bit curious.
Shouldn't the way people interact be like the way he interacted with Qiao Xiuna?
He's lived like this since he was a child.
If someone is suddenly willing to die for you, you'll feel a little uneasy.
Jia Yaoyao stood in front of the window. The window was very large. If he stood on it and the window was fully opened, he could soar outwards.
End this tragic life.
But after hearing so much from Qiao Ziqing, he felt a little reluctant to die.
How could we grant his wish? He was Qiao Xiuzhen's biological son.
“If I don’t die, you’ll be the one who suffers.” Fake Yaoyao sneered. He didn’t really like him. “I’d love to see you suffer. If I don’t die, your whole family will suffer too, since my position makes you feel awkward.”
Thinking about it, I feel a bit of pleasure from pretending to be innocent.
They would feel uncomfortable, desperate, and pained by his blood relation to them.
Thinking about these things, he seemed to have hope again.
Isn't his existence just a dark spot?
Qiao Ziqing wasn't in a hurry. He spoke slowly and clearly: "I'm not upset, but I feel sorry for you."
Fake Yaoyao's expression changed. The word "pitiful" made him uncomfortable: "Where am I pitiful? I'm not pitiful at all. I'm doing very well."
"You're deceiving yourself. You've also envied how other mothers and children get along. Maybe one day you'll stand in a corner and watch a mother and child walk home hand in hand, and you'll wonder why you and Qiao Xiuna aren't like that."
Oh, you'll comfort yourself by saying that this is how you interact with your mother, and that she loves you.
But as you saw today, she doesn't love you at all. She used you as a tool for revenge because you're not her son.
Fake Yaoyao's eyes were red-rimmed, and she was somewhat angry. He was provoked by her words: "No, what are you talking about? That's not how it is. Say it again. What do you know!"
Qiao Ziqing continued to laugh: "You're angry out of embarrassment. If you were so convinced, why would you be angry out of embarrassment? You actually know the answer in your heart."
"Shut up, stop talking. You don't understand anything. She loves me."
Jia Yaoyao's eyes widened, and she began to mutter to herself in a repetitive loop: "She loves me, she doesn't love me, she loves me, she said I was her son, she doesn't love me..."
Jia Yaoyao squatted down; she didn't treat him like her son.
Many phantoms flashed through my mind.
Despite being a man, he had no life he wanted and was raised as a girl from childhood.
If he doesn't study well, Qiao Xiuna will beat him.
He wasn't afraid of being hit; he was just afraid of hurting her feelings.
He worked very hard, thinking that as long as he was obedient, he could get everything he wanted.
He just wanted more care and attention.
Later, on Mother's Day, I gave my mother a gift.
Having no money, he picked a flower and gave it to Qiao Xiuna.
When Qiao Xiuna saw this, she threw his flowers on the ground and trampled on them.
He glared at him and said he would never need to do such a thing in his life.
As long as you behave, that's fine.
Rather than being kind to her, I'd rather be an emotionless machine.
From then on, he felt that this was the only way to make Qiao Xiuna happy.
Only today did I realize that he was nothing.
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