Click——
This time Xiang Manxing heard it.
She began to feel uneasy when she heard the inexplicable sound of the door opening.
Just as I put down the guitar, a tall man walked in from outside the door.
"dad."
Xiang Manxing saw who was coming, responded in a low voice, stood up and wanted to put away the things around him.
Because no one can enter her room normally, she has a lot of music manuscripts in her room.
So many that you can tell what she is doing at a glance.
"Manxing, I asked you to read so many books, and this is how you read to me?"
Father Xiang looked at the nervous Xiang Manxing and looked around the room angrily.
"Dad, I'll only do it on weekends. You promised me that I could try music if I kept up my grades."
Seeing that she was discovered, she no longer tried to hide it, but stared at her father stubbornly and explained.
"How did you get your hand injured? Is it because of this guitar? I was wondering how this guitar could possibly belong to the Jiang family kid!"
Looking at Xiang Manxing who hid the guitar behind her back and didn't listen to her explanation at all, Xiang's father yelled at her and quickly approached to try to snatch the guitar away.
"I'm not injured, and I can't give you the guitar."
Seeing this, she pushed the guitar behind her and stood in front to block her father from approaching.
"What is this then! Hand over the guitar."
Looking at the disobedient Xiang Manxing, Xiang's father was so angry that he threw the medicine shell for reducing swelling and removing blood stasis in his hand.
Xiang Manxing looked at the medicine shell that should have been thrown away and appeared in her father's hand, and finally understood why he appeared abnormally today.
It must have been the cleaning lady who was taking out the trash who found the medicine shell and told him.
She said that her father had not taken care of her for many years, so why did he come back today.
She looked at her father with an angry face and shook her head stubbornly.
"I just had a bump, it has nothing to do with the guitar, I won't give it to you."
Father Xiang looked at Xiang Manxing, who had unknowingly reached his shoulder. Just as he was about to soften his tone, he unexpectedly saw an invitation letter on the table behind him.
It was an invitation to a music competition.
"You're still lying! Did you get injured during the competition? I told you not to pursue music, but you refused to listen. If you break any bones, I'll see what you'll do!"
He said as he pulled the guitar firmly.
"I already said no, can you please respect me?!"
Xiang Manxing watched his father snatch it away and quickly reached out to grab the guitar.
During the tug, the schoolbag hanging beside the bed slipped to the ground, and the diagnosis report from the hospital fell out of the bag.
Xiang Manxing was just about to squat down to pick it up, but Xiang's father got it first with his quick eyes and hands.
He read through the entire article quickly, his anger growing stronger.
"Xiang Manxing's hand is almost broken, why don't you tell me? I'll let you participate in the competition!"
While Xiang Manxing was stunned, he quickly took the invitation letter on the table and tore it up.
Xiang Manxing's originally calm mood collapsed as he looked at the invitation letter floating in the air.
"Why are you tearing up my things?"
She raised her hand to grab the guitar back.
Even though she was very fast, she could only watch helplessly as the guitar was smashed to the ground.
bump--
What was smashed was not only the guitar, but also the family ties that had little bond between them.
Xiang Manxing saw his guitar fall and his eyes gradually turned to his father with hatred.
"I hate you, get out! Get out!!!"
She screamed at the top of her lungs and pushed her father roughly.
“Bang!”
A slap hit her in the face.
Xiang Manxing turned her head away, bit her lip and said nothing. Her hair blocked her eyes, making it impossible to tell her emotions.
She didn't say anything but just kept pushing forward towards her father.
Xiang's father was also shocked after slapping her. He looked at his right hand with disbelief in his eyes.
Strictly speaking, this was his first time fighting Xiang Manxing.
He looked at Xiang Manxing who kept pushing him with his head down, and tried hard to suppress the unnatural feeling in his heart.
"You're already in your third year of high school. Instead of studying hard, you're busy with these trivial things all day. You should reflect on yourself in your room."
After he said that, he closed the door and locked it from the outside.
Xiang Manxing had been suppressing his emotions until he began to vent them after the door was locked.
She reached out to touch the tears that kept falling, lowered her head and cried softly.
No matter how arrogant she is at school, she is nothing in this family and can only live like a puppet.
She cried for a long time before she wiped her tears and looked up.
The eyes that were once full of life now looked dull and lifeless.
She took out her cell phone from the cabinet beside her, sat on the edge of the bed, hugged her legs and dialed the number.
After the call was connected, she couldn't help crying out.
"Jiang He..."
As soon as Jiang He answered the phone, he heard crying voices coming from the other end.
"Manxing, what's wrong with you?"
When he heard Xiang Manxing's aggrieved tone, he sat up from the bed in a hurry.
"Now it's the third one."
Although the words were confusing, Jiang He quickly realized that she was talking about the guitar.
"Can you help me? I really want to compete."
Xiang Manxing asked while wiping away her tears and trying to remain calm.
She didn't know who to turn to for help. After thinking about it, she realized that only Jiang He knew her situation.
"What happened? You said I would definitely help."
It was the first time Jiang He saw Xiang Manxing so vulnerable, and he was so anxious that he wanted to go straight to her and give her a big hug.
"He found my invitation to the competition and not only tore it up but also smashed my guitar."
Xiang Manxing didn't tell her that her father slapped her in a fit of rage.
She felt the stinging pain on her cheek and looked towards the balcony beside her.
"How about I jump out the window and you meet me at the back door?"
If she doesn’t have a guitar, she can buy one later. But she has lost her invitation letter, and the program team knows her.
She had to go to the competition anyway.
She knew that she couldn't act capriciously because her wings were not yet fully grown, but if this competition did not end perfectly, she didn't know if she still had the motivation to persevere.
She actually has very little rest time every day, just an hour when she leaves school.
Although she was rebellious and refused to do her homework in the classroom during the day, she would listen to the teacher or review what she learned in the tutoring class in her mind.
In the evening, she needs to receive intensive one-on-one teaching in a tutoring class.
It can be said that her whole day was very fulfilling and boring.
She tried so hard to maintain her grades, but if she couldn't even touch music, she didn't know what the point of persisting in memorizing every late night was.
She is quite smart, but if she doesn't memorize these knowledge points diligently, she won't be able to get first place in the exam.
Thinking of all the hardships in the past, she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes again, and her gaze towards the window gradually became firmer.
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