This is the most relaxing time for Qiao Zaoyao at home. She is really not picky at all; she will watch whatever is on the table.
The only pity is that the Qiao family spends more time on their phones than watching TV.
Li Wenxiang thought that Qiao Zaoyao's days would be much easier than before.
But she was wrong. "Li Wenxiang" always had countless ways to make Qiao Zaoyao do things, and Qiao Zaoyao couldn't even remember how many slaps she had to endure.
The last dream was that Qiao Zaoyao got the highest score in the whole school after the last semester of her senior year, and Sun Feifei asked her to live on campus.
But Li Wenxiang then discovered that Qiao Zaoyao was no longer going home, and even Qiao Nianxi seemed indifferent to her.
In her dream, Qiao Zaoyao packed her things to go to school. Apart from a few clothes she had bought herself, all she had left was a twenty-yuan bill. She didn't take anything else, including her favorite diary.
Qiao Zaoyao didn't even look back when she left home.
"Bang!" The soft knocking sounded like a thunderclap, startling Li Wenxiang awake from her sleep.
It was already daylight outside.
"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" Qiao Yingzhuo also opened his eyes.
The couple looked at each other; after so many years of living together, their understanding was unparalleled.
Li Wenxiang looked at him: "Did you also dream about Yaoyao, or from her perspective?"
Qiao Yingzhuo nodded: "Yes, I dreamed about it."
Li Wenxiang covered her face and cried bitterly: "How could I do such a thing? How can I have the face to ask her to forgive me? That's my child."
Qiao Yingzhuo remained silent.
They were all very quiet that morning. They had originally planned to visit Qiao Zaoyao, but instead stayed at home all day.
The couple thought the dream would only last one night, but Qiao Yingzhuo had the dream for two consecutive nights, and Li Wenxiang had the dream for a whole week.
Seeing Li Wenxiang's somewhat depressed state, Qiao Yingzhuo made a decision in his heart.
When Li Wenxiang woke up from her dream again and was in a daze, Qiao Yingzhuo took care of her at home.
Li Wenxiang can only get a good nap at noon now.
"I have some things to take care of at the company. I need to go there after you fall asleep. You can rest easy at home."
Li Wenxiang forced a smile: "I know."
She's been sleeping on Qiao Zaoyao's old balcony lately. She could only sleep there for seven days before she couldn't take it anymore, but how come Yaoyao slept there for more than two years?
Qiao Wenzhuo looked around the office and found Sun Feifei based on his memories from his dream.
"Hello, Teacher Sun, I am Qiao Zaoyao's father. I... I am very grateful for your care of Yaoyao. May I meet her?"
Sun Feifei stared at Qiao Yingzhuo in astonishment. She remembered that Qiao Zaoyao had told her that her father had died long ago.
However, he bore a resemblance to Qiao Zaoyao, so he had to trouble the classmate who came to hand in the homework to call Qiao Zaoyao.
Qiao Zaoyao was in a good mood because the master said that she had accidentally increased the number of times Li Wenxiang dreamed, and it would take at least ten days to half a month to get rid of it.
Qiao Zaoyao didn't expect such a good thing. Sure enough, Li Wenxiang didn't come to see her for a week.
When she heard that Teacher Sun wanted to see her in the office, she went without thinking.
As she entered the office, she saw Qiao Yingzhuo. Their eyes met for only a moment before Qiao Zaoyao looked away and turned to Sun Feifei: "Teacher Sun, you came to see me?"
Sun Feifei pointed at Qiao Yingzhuo and said, "Your father is here to see you."
"Oh, teacher, if there's nothing else, I'll head back now." She disliked Qiao Yingzhuo just as much as she disliked Li Wenxiang.
"Yaoyao, I want to talk to you, just for a few minutes." Qiao Yingzhuo looked at Qiao Zaoyao pleadingly.
Qiao Zaoyao didn't want to put her teacher in a difficult position, so she thought for a moment and said, "I have a condition: before my college entrance exam, can you guarantee that you and Li Wenxiang won't disturb my studies?"
"good!"
Qiao Yingzhuo readily agreed, and after saying hello to the teacher, Qiao Zaoyao stood at the floor's surveillance camera.
"What do you want from me?" she asked indifferently.
"I'm sorry," Qiao Yingzhuo suddenly said.
“I will not forgive,” Qiao Zaoyao said. “No one in the Qiao family deserves my forgiveness. You, Li Wenxiang, and Qiao Nianxi are all rotten to the core.”
Qiao Yingzhu remained silent, while Qiao Zaoyao sneered: "You don't say anything, but you actually understand everything. You act like a ghost at home, and now you come here to apologize to me. Is there something wrong with your smooth life?"
Upon hearing Qiao Zaoyao's words, Qiao Yingzhuo suddenly looked at her, but said nothing.
“Mr. Qiao, you don’t think this will make me lose my temper, do you? This trick is indeed very effective.” Qiao Zaoyao nodded. “I hate you. You suddenly came to apologize to me. Normally, I would have already harbored resentment.”
"If you continue with this attitude, I will definitely explode and then I will rage at you. That's when the recording pen in your pocket will come in handy."
She stepped forward and looked at Qiao Yingzhuo: "What kind of persona are you giving me? A grumpy daughter bullying a kind-hearted father, or a student from No. 1 Middle School who is dissatisfied with her biological father and yells at him in public?"
“You…” Qiao Yingzhuo’s eyes widened.
“I know everyone in the Qiao family very well, I could say I know you better than you know yourselves.” She glanced at Qiao Yingzhuo’s pocket: “When we came out just now, I saw you rummaging through your pockets, and I saw the shape of a voice recorder.”
"I'm sorry, I had no other choice. Your mother has been having nightmares for several days. She needs to rest. After all, she is your mother. You can hate her for a while, but you can't hate her for a lifetime."
Qiao Zaoyao shook her head: "She couldn't stand it after only having a few days of dreams, but I lived in your family for fifteen years."
She said to Qiao Yingzhuo, "Actually, you could have stood up for me when Li Wenxiang was beating me, but you didn't. Gradually, you all became like dead people in my heart. I told everyone that I didn't have a father."
"Whether you threaten me with what's in your pocket or cyberbully me online, I don't care. I'm innocent and have nothing to hide, but do you dare?"
"Yaoyao, come back with me. Your parents really want to make it up to you."
“Yaoyao?” she scoffed. “I hate the name Qiao Zaoyao. It makes me sound like I have a miserable life.”
"Can't you have any pity for your mother?" Qiao Yingzhuo almost wanted to kneel down before Lin Zhiluo.
“Why would you want to see me? I’m not a doctor,” she said, not doing anything out of line throughout the entire surveillance video.
She paused for a moment: "Qiao Yingzhuo, I really hate the name Qiao Zaoyao. It means 'dying young, dying young.' I am a child who is not worthy of being born, but you did not ask me before you gave birth to me."
He took a step back, and his once tall figure became hunched over.
She went back to the office and told the teacher about what happened that day. After she explained her relationship with Qiao Yingzhuo, the homeroom teacher expressed her understanding and said that her parents would not be allowed to harass her again before the college entrance examination was over.
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